-Kendo Practice-

I sat on the sidelines, on the bench, watching my kendo club members spar.

I told dad the situation, he understood.

"Oi, Kotsu-chan, where's that sailor outfit?" A club member teased.

I picked up my shinai and gave him a horrifying look.

"Uryu..! I'm gonna kill ya..!" i mumbled to myself.

"Temper, temper." A familiar voice said.

I snapped my head behind me to see Seiryoku in his gigai.

"Shut up, Siryuki-bozu." I grumbled.

"Aren't you supposed to be training with that Quincy guy? Ryuren or something like that?" He asked.

"That's Ryuken. He's busy today, but said he'd have Uryu give me a message for when he's free. Today will be boring." I said grimly.

He raised a brow, "And you haven't asked to train with me today? That's strange. And why do you look so depressed? For some reason, I like this side of you. you're less vi-"

I hit him in the face with my shinai without even trying much, or at all.

He rubbed his face. "I take that back... What's your problem?"

"You'll see after practice. What my cousin did."

-After Practice-

I stepped out of the changing room and saw that Seiryoku was leaning against the wall across from the girls locker room. When he noticed me, he was silent, but his eyes wide.

He covered his mouth with both hands, and then started laughing hysterically.

I grew an anime vein and then kicked his stomach and he fell to the ground and I started digging the heel of my shoes into his back. "I take back what I said last night about missing you, scumbag!"

Right now, we were walking on the sidewalk by the street, I wanted to search for a Hollow with Seiryoku.

Hmph. Now I gotta walk around with this stupid outfit. all of my laundry is being washed and everything.

"You sure you don't want to use this time to buy yourself a new outfit?" HE asked.

"Since when did you care? I thought you were a perv and you hated me for being abusive and everything." I said.

"I don't hate you, but you are ill-tempered. I'm just a normal guy when it comes to the [/ipervy[/i stuff, but I do respect you.

"But seriously, an outfit can't get you this bummed out. What's the real problem?" He asked.

I stared ahead of us. "It's the outfit. That's all. Other than that, I'm fine."

"I may have only known you for a week, but your personality isn't like that. It's a necessity for a shinigami to know their opponent's personality, it's important in battle." He said.

I looked up at him through the corner of my eye, then up ahead again. "Honestly, Seiryoku, I'm fine." I said.

He stopped and I stopped, too, the turned a quarter way to him.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"You just called me by my name." He said, sounding like he was honestly shocked.

I looked away, but still faced him. "So? Is it so surprising?" I asked.

"You said that you didn't call people by their name if you didn't know or respect them, didn't you?" He asked.

I faced the direction we were originally going. "So..." My voice was soft and sounded a bit depressed.

But, for once, I sounded like a real girl.

He caught up with me. He didn't say anything else, he knew I wanted him to shut up.

-5:30 pm-

Seiryoku and I sat on the swings at the park, he was messing with his phone while I was slowly moving by keeping my feet on the ground, slowly moving.

The sun was still shinning brightly

"Anything?" I asked.

He sighed and shook his head. "Nothing.." He said.

I thought for a moment. "I feel the spirit activity here is lower than usual, not enough to attract a hollow. That may be why they haven't appeared lately."

He looked to me. "True. You suppressing your reiatsu so much doesn't make so much reiatsu trails and so on."

I thought for a moment, then sighed. "You know... I haven't left this town since I moved here, not even to visit a friend. All of my friends and closest family are here. I don't remember much of my life outside of this town, after the incident, y'know?"

He was silent, letting me go on.

"Would it be alright if... We ventured out of the town? Probably unlike you, I feel somewhat caged here... you get to travel from Soul society to here, and probably other towns and maybe countries..." I said.

He hesitated, "I don't think that's a good idea..." He said.

I looked at him, not knowing what my expression was.

He sighed heavily, then somewhat smiled, "You're a real pain, you know that?"

I smiled as best as I could back. "Thank you, Seiryoku-kun..."

-Half Hour Later-

This place was so unfamiliar to me. It excited me.

People stared at Seiryoku and I, mainly because of our hair.

I bought a new outfit for myself here: black cargo pants and a Linkin Park T-shirt. My uniform was in my bag.

"There's alot of activity here." Seiryoku commented.

"It's a city, what do you expect? There isn't any natural land like in Karakura. Nothing but buildings and people inhabiting this place." I said.

"Huh. Oh, and what you said earlier, about me traveling form Soul Society and stuff, this is my first time in the real world. So, I was surprised what I saw just in Karakura. Soul Society is... what you would call old-style Japan." He said.

"Oh really now? What was up with the cell phone, then? That looks super new century" I said

"Nice description. But it's a tracking device to track Hollow's, but this version can only track a certain range of 25 miles. It also serves as a reporter, to report any Hollow cases and such.

The reaosn it looks like a new phone is because we can't stand out, us Shinigami, while in gigai and so on. Plus, they look nice." He said, smiling.

"Hmph. Do I get one?" I asked jokingly.

"Unfortunately, no. Since you'll be a substitute, you won't get any treatment from Soul Society. You probably won't have any contact with them at all, mostly likely."

We went into a cafe and I got coffee and he got green tea. We sat down.

"So, when can I become a real shinigami with all of the benefits?" I asked.

"After you die this life and be sent to Soul Society." He answered and took a sip of his tea.

I stared at him, my mouth wide open, "I gotta die before I can become a freakin' real shinigami? What kinda deal is that?"

He shrugged, "And then you have to go to the Shinigami Academy to study kidou and everything, which takes 6 years."

I moaned, "Six years ago I got my first period."

He gave me a disgusted look, "You really need to learn to keep things to yourself."

I shook my head, "Never mind then, Siryuki-bozu." I said and took a drink of my coffee.

"Weren't you calling me by my name earlier?" He asked, a bit disappointed.

I stuck out my tongue at him, "Nyah! I fooled you. Still don't accept your strength and know you that well. But, speaking of that, I was about to ask you about yourself. You already know a lot about me, I haven't heard anything about you, excpet you're a shinigami from Soul Society. And you have to have some good stuff to tell if you're 116 years old , Old man."

He tried to smile, trying to ignore the fact I called him old. "You know, you seem chippy all of a sudden. And more considerate. But I don't feel like sharing my past, it's pretty boring."

"You're a Death God! I highly doubt it. Besides, if you don't tell me, I'll shave your head and turn your eyebrows to pink. Then I'll make you wear my training bra in public." I smiled innocently then.

He looked a bit frightened, but forced a smile. "O-okay... Wh-what do you want to know..?"

I shrugged, "Like your family background or something. I don't know."

He sighed, "Fine, fine.

"While I was a alive, as a human, my life was normal, for back then. I don't remember anything else, but I do remember when I was ten, I fell deeply ill and died in the arms of my sister. I was immediately sent to Soul society and struggled to survive on the streets.

"Since I was still a kid, I was treated like a rat by the adults, like all of the other kids, just so you know. But then 20 years passed and I matured in looks and personality. I decided to finally go to the Shinigami Academy and was accepted.

"I graduated my 4th year, two years faster than my fellow students. I became part of the 6th Division and began working my way up the ranks to where I'm at now. And, the most recent event, being constantly threatened and abused by a blue-haired punk." He informed.

I smirked and rolled my eyes, "Thanks for the compliment, Siryuki-bozu."

He raised a brow, "Why are you being so weird today?" He asked.

"Me? I'm just being myself." I said, smiling.

He gave me a serious look now, "You're smiling and stuff, which isn't you. Is it about your Quincy training being postponed and everything?"

I stopped smiling and looked down to my steaming coffee. It became silent between the two of us.

Seiryoku decided to break the silence. "Why do you want to do all of this?"

I shrugged, still looking down at my coffee. "I want to be strong... So I can save people..."

I looked up a bit to see he was smiling a bit. "Why do I get the feeling you don't say that much?"

I moved my coffee to the side and hit my head on the table. "Don't blab to anyone. I'll punch your face in."

I had Seiryoku explain the Divisions thing to me and a few other things about Soul Society.

We finished our drinks and headed out.

I looked at a building with the ime flashing on it. It was 9:14pm.

I huffed. "We should go home before my dad gets suspicious. He knows I get in alot of street fights and he hates that, so he'll start thinking I'm in one. Let's take a short cut."

I grabbed his sleeve and took a quick turn into an alley and started running.

I heard a sound of a foot step and stopped.

"Oh, gee. Should have known." I said.

I let go of Seiryoku's sleeve as a group of teenage boys, probably older than me, came from the shadows of the alley. I counted 15.

One grinned, "Looky here, boys. A couple of freaks in [/iour[/i territory."

I heard Seiryoku laugh a bit from amusement. "I think your father might be right this time. Should I worry about you?" He asked.

I shook my head, "Nah, if I can handle 8 guys myself with ease just a week ago, I think I can take on all of these guys myself, if they don't run away. But I'll let you have a little fun, too."

Another guy yelled, "What are you two blabbing about? Your last I wubz u's?"

I grew an anime vein and cracked my knuckles, "Wanna try saying that again, pussy?"

All of the miscreants laugh.

"The chick wants to play dirty! C'mon, boys, let's play!" A boy with a pole said and they all lunged towards me and Seiryoku.

"Are there rules in street fighting?" Seiryoku asked.

"Nope. You fight like you want. Example."

I took a couple steps forward towards the closest guy, the one with the pole, and before he realized I really moved, I put my hand on his shoulder and kneed him below.

He was about to fall to his knees and I snatched his pole, than gave him a reckless punch in the face. He stumbled backwards and knocked down two of his friends into the brick wall, causing them all to be unconscious.

I sensed two others coming up behind me and I lifted my leg and spun 1/4 ways with my leg reaching above my head, able to reach their faces. I ended up slamming them all into the brick wall with the other three, in a pile.

I grinned sadistically at the site of their unconsciousness. "Man! you're all so dumb! Apparently you don't know who I am, so I'll tell you. It's only fair to let you know the name of the person who kicked your sorry asses."

I saw another boy coming at me, his fist prepared. "Shut up, bitch!"

I smirked, tapping the pole on my shoulder. "Idiot."

When he came close enough, I easily I got out of the way while he was throwing his fist and then used my left hand to grab his wrist, using my right arm to put the pole's side on his stomach.

I flipped him and then used the pole to push him, before he landed on the ground, and made him become the top of the pile of my defeats.

"Now, to finish what I was saying. Back in my town, I'm widely known as the "Blue Bitch of Karakura". I have a reputation of kicking all of my opponent's asses in a flash and ease. Remember that title. Tell your friends, warn them about the best female fighter out on the streets of Japan. Tell them how I kicked your ass." I said.

I looked over to Seiryoku to see how he was doing. He had taken out 6 guys and had one coming at him with a big rock.

Seiryoku looked like he was enjoying just watching the guy coming at him.

The guy was a few feet away, about the thrash the rock at Seiryoku. He easily stopped it with one hand, then used the other to grab his wrist and turn him around, then he quickly straightened out his now free hand and hit the back of the guy's neck and he fell unconscious.

No one was coming at me at the moment, they all stood still, watching in horror.

Seiryoku looked my way, looking entertained.

"And I can't forget about my new partner who I'd like to call "Envy"." I said.

He raised a brow. I could tell he was curious about the nickname I gave him.

We both looked to the remaining boys and two screamed like little girls.

The other pointed at us, "You're all fucking crazy! We're outta here!" He said and they all started running.

I threw the pole aside and snickered. "Call the ambulance while you're at it!" I yelled to the runaways.

I started making my way to Seiryoku and held up my fist for him to mimic me.

He gave me a confused look. "What's this?"

"Hoysh." I grabbed his right hand with my left and made him put his into a fist, too, then put them together and let go, he remained the way I left him.

"This." I said, then put my hand down, so did he.

He still looked confused. "What was that?"

I found myself smiling. "A sign of friendship." I said.

I turned around, about to run down the alleyway. "I'll have to teach you this modern stuff, don't I?"

I started running, hearing his footsteps close behind.

-Hour Later - On My Street-

Reiatsu was all over the place. I could especially identify on. Ichigo's.

I sensed Hollow reiatsu and that shinigami reiatsu from before, too.

And, the worst part, the clinic had a huge hole in the wall, right out in the open.

I felt very panicky and I ran through the hole and rushed towards the stairs.

"Seishou!" Seiryoku called after me.

I rushed up the stairs, and, somehow, felt the shinigami reiatsu getting closer, but so was Ichigo's.

Before I went to Ichigo's room, I saw that everyone else was fast asleep.

What the hell?!

I had to tiptoe the rest of the way to Ichigo's room to see him sleeping.

"Why is he...? Why is everyone asleep...?" I whispered in disbelief.

I felt the shinigami reiatsu behind me and I turned my head to Ichigo's closet, where it was radiating out of the most. But, somehow, it didn't seem as strong as outside, but seemed active.

I looked back to Ichigo.

What's going on? When did Ichigo's reiatsu become so high and this noticeable?

I clenched my fist and turned around, full of anger beause I felt so uninformed right about now.

Seiryoku was outside in the hallway, looking a bit concerned and confused, too.

I walked past him, "I've seen enough."