Author's Note: I've seen all the episodes of Bleach and have been keeping up with it, I also look up information up on Wikipedia, but some of my information might be wrong or something, that's because I have a horrible tendency to forget the important stuff. Please forgive me!

For the name scene, I know that in Bleach, Zangetsu tells Ichigo his name and the audience can hear, except Ichigo, but I'm doing that part differently, I'll jus put a blank. I want to keep it a secret for now!

I know this chapter might seem "rushy rushy", but I'm delayed on updates a bit. I won't be able to go on internet a much this week since I actually have to go to school. (I didn't have school last week at all since there was so much snow and I was at a funeral)

Also, I thank everyone for their inspiration and encouragement! I love it!

-11 PM-

I changed into my pajama's that my dad brought over a few hours ago along with my toothbrush and other necessities.

Right now, I had my head on my pillow, that dad brought, and was staring at the sliding doors.

My zanpakutō was by my bed on the floor, I had my right hand on the hilt of it. I still haven't unsheathed it. I wanted to wait.

Tomorrow is the anniversary... The day me and Ichigo first met... And the day he lost what was most precious to him... I still remember that day like it was just a moment ago...

-June 16 - 7 Years Ago-

The rain was heavy and I was venturing my new home town with my daddy.

I didn't know why, but I got so many great vibes from this town, like happiness was like the rain and pouring down on me.

I skipped ahead of my daddy, splashing in the rain and getting wet.

HE sighed, "Get back here, Seishou. You'll catch a cold." He said.

I childishly giggled and started spin in the puddles, looking up to the gloomy sky.

Though it should be a sad thing to look at, it still excited me.

Daddy and I were looking for a house to live in, since our other house got burned down because our neighbor was a smoker who always forgot to put out his cigarettes.

Daddy sighed again. "You're such a handful."

Now we were walking along the river's sidewalk, daddy wanted to see how high it was when it rained around here.

It wasn't high as I'd though it would be, I thought it would be up to our neck's or something. But the water looked very mad, it was like a ocean storm like on TV.

There was a lot of fog up ahead. Daddy said it was foggy because it was humid and raining.

I suddenly got the worst feeling and stopped.

Daddy stopped, too, and looked at me. "Seishou? What's wrong?"

I started to shake a bit, but I wasn't cold.

"Something... Something scary..." I said.

I sprinted into a run and passed daddy quickly.

"Seishou!" He called after me.

I ventured off the sidewalk onto the slope of wet grass. I tried to get back onto the sidewalk, but I slid to the bottom of the slope.

I quickly grabbed some grass to stop me. It worked.

I got up, cautious, and looked around.

It's gone now... But something else is close...

I started walking forward, feeling the strange feeling becoming stronger.

That's when I stopped. I became stiff as a stone; frozen as an ice sculpture.

I unconsiously slapped my hand over my mouth, to keep from screaming.

A woman, covered in blood, was on top of a boy my age with spikey, orange hair.

I quickly fell to my knees, landing by the woman and the boy.

I put my hands on her back, shoving her lightly. "Miss! Miss! Wake up! Wake up!"

I felt my daddy's strong hands wrap around my shoulders and pull me up, he turned me around to keep me from looking at the woman.

I heard groaning and I pushed my father's arms away.

I looked to see it was the boy.

He looked a bit dazed at first, but then looked horrified.

He quickly got up from underneath the woman and stared in horror.

He didn't notice us.

He put his hands on the woman and started shaking her ferociously. "Mom! Mom!! Mom! Wake up! Please wake up!"

It's his mommy... His mommy's gone... Oh no...

Daddy tried to catch me when I went for the boy.

I wrapped my arms around him and held him tightly as I could.

He struggled a bit, but gave up and started crying.

This was the worst moment of my life. I knew it for a fact.

-Present-

I had a look of deep thought on my face. I could tell.

Ever since that day, I haven't left his side. I kept reminding him that it would all be okay if he just kept on smiling, but he hardly ever smiles anymore.

I always wanted to see his real smile, like the one that Tatsuki told me about just a few months after me and Ichigo met.

I gently closed my eyes, Ichigo's image appeared in my mind.

"Ichigo..." I whispered silently, I basically mouthed it.

-2 AM-

Not this again...

I clenched my fist, glaring at the other girl across from me.

"Just what are you?" I demanded.

She grinned wildly. The gold of her eyes shinning brighter than ever. "You must have not heard the first time, Princess. I'm your tiara." She said.

The black around us seemed to be screaming. The sound was so irritating.

Her grin was wiped off and she looked displeased. "Just great... Why are you here, -bozu?"

I looked around. I didn't see anyone else.

Maybe that other me isn't the only one insane...Wait, what am I talking about? She's been insane since the beginning!

I looked back to the other me, a gray blob appeared behind her. she didn't look.

I couldn't see the blob clearly. I just knew the shape was like an animal on its' fours.

The other me sighed. "Later, Princess." She said and... She started to deter ate?

The remaings' were taken by the animal-like blob. Now it became more clear.

It wasn't as clear as I'd hoped. I was guessing it was a really big white dog or something.

Its face was still blurry, but I could see its bright yellow eyes burning into my orange ones. "Can you see me clearly?" It asked.

I supposed it was a girl, its voice sounded so... Angelic, but yet it was ear-splitting.

"I can't say I do." I replied, frowning a bit.

This was something else I wasn't used to: not being able to see something clearly.

"Hn. Then you won't hear my name for a long time, then." She said.

I was a bit confused. "Your name? Why won't I be able to? And why is that other me always trying to scare me?" I questioned.

For some reason, I trusted this canine. Maybe it was just because she was a canine, man's best friend, only, in this case, it would be woman's best friend.

"You can't hear my name because you are weak, that's also why the other you scares you. She says she's you tiara, meaning that she is already taking over the throne and attention. It's not always the princess that gets the attention, it's what represents her. She needs to take the throne when you're the weakest and most vulnerable." She said.

"But... So then she's... Real...? That sadistic freak? But then why is she in my dreams? And you?" I asked.

"That's when you're most vulnerable regularly. When you're tired and need rest. And since you've been so stressed out lately and carry so much anxiety all of a sudden, it's a big change on your body, therefore your wall between you two is becoming weaker, she's just hitting the walls down so she can raid the castle.

"I'm here because you just found out about your true self. I've tried to contact you before, but the questions in your mind that have been building up have stopped me from getting near you. Since so many of them have been answered, here I am." She said.

I snorted, "Me? Have anxiety? Yeah, right! I've just been a bit antsy lately, nothing more."

She trotted closer to me. The manner was like one of a wolf on TV.

When she was just a few meters away, I saw that she was up to my shoulders.

I began noticing that our surrounding's were changing from black to what looked like a forest at night. Not a single creature in sight other than me and the she-wolf.

I looked around us a bit. I didn't hear anything but the wind whistling. It was irritating to my ears.

"Why are we here?" I asked.

"This is your world. What's truly inside of you." She answered.

I looked around, it did seem a bit... Comforting.

"But... Why is it so dark?" I asked.

"Because you aren't happy. Lately, it's been raining a lot. I hate the rain. I hate this constant darkness. Keep that in mind."

A gust of wind was strong enough to knock me over and everything went black.

-5 AM-

"Freeloader! Freeloader! Get up!" an irritating voice yelled.

I moaned and cringed. I pulled my covers over my head.

I hated rude awakenings.

"Grr! Wake up!" Jinta's voice snapped and dug his knuckles into my back.

I jumped up, wide awake and pointed at him.

"You little mongrel! I'll stomp on you!" I snapped. n

I raised my foot and tried to smash him like a bug, but Urahara caught a hold of my leg with just his index finger under my ankle.

"My, my. Temper, temper. Come now, Seishou-chan. Breakfast is ready." He said.

I growled and put my foot down. I glared at Jinta. Another mark by his name.

Once again, I was stuffing my face with food. Only it was with regular rice and lemak with noodles.

"Freeloader-san acts like such a freeloader." Jinta commented.

I frowned, "Jo-bozu is nothing but a gaki." I muttered.

It still seemed a bit hard that I would have to stay here for two weeks.

Must. Find. Escape.

-Basement-

I had changed back into my shihakushō.

I was struggling to just unsheathe my zanpakutō. It was too long to take out.

"My, my. You can't decrease its size yet. What a pain it must be." Urahara said, waving his fan.

I growled and glared, "I'm a noob! What do you expect? I can barely do shunpo!"

Urahara put his fan down. He wore a straight face. "It's something you should not resent. It's actually a miracle that you are able to do anything close to shunpo with your experience. But then again, it could be the Quincy half of you."

"I didn't know that. So I'm good?" I asked.

Urahara put his happy, giddy face and waved his fan. "Yes, yes! Very good! Keep up the great work!"

I frowned. "Stop being so fake, Ura-chan."

I continued to attempt to unsheathe my zanpakutō without taking it off and throwing it at a rock mound.

I didn't take my mind off the fact that I already got shunpo down a bit. Was it really that hard to learn?

I got held back a grade. Dad says it was because they couldn't put me in kindergarten quite yet because of when I was born, but I think it's because I've never been that smart. I'm good with philosophy a bit, but nothing like Math and Science. Call me the Queen of Dunces.

Knowing Ichigo, he probably already mastered it then. The lug.

Ichigo... How could I forget? Neither of us aren't at school today... For sure... (My gigai does not count.) I should at least gave him a call before he left... Geesh...

"Oi! Anorexy! You're taking all day!" Jinta yelled.

I growled at him, "Okay, you little red petunia, when I get this damn thing out, I'll cut that big mouth of yours out and then smash your head into these rock mounds!"

I didn't realize that my zanpakutō was nearly out by now and I could tug it out.

I smirked and tugged it the rest of the way. I held it out in front of me, it was longer than I anticipated, but knew it wasn't long as Ichigo's, or wide as it.

It was a big hard to hold since it seemed to sway a bit since it was so long. I was used to small shinai's, which were standard weight and size compared to a normal katana.

"My, my. You can't even hold it straight. I thought you were the captain of the kendo club?" Urahara said with a disappointed look.

I cringed. "Shaddup! I'm one of the elite of the kendo style! I'm sorry if the largest shinai is a little more than a meter! They don't allow me to go any higher since I'm just a freshman!"

It's tougher on someone experienced like me to use something my muscles aren't used to. It'd be easier on someone else because they could adjust to it more quickly. Drat! I need to learn how to make it look normal at the very least.

"What's the lesson today, Ura-chan?" I asked irritably.

"Today is easy. Just practice with your zanpakutō. We've been keeping you from kendo practice, so this is our way of sucking up to you." He said.

It felt like someone just dropped a giant rock on my back and I collapsed.

"Gwah! Wha tha hell?!" I exclaimed, struggling to get up.

I managed to get up, but then Tessai strapped something to my wrist and they were weighed down, too. After that, he did the same to my ankles.

"Gah! Tessy-kun! What are you doing!?" I demanded.

"I guess I forgot to mention that Daisuke-kun wanted you to get strong, too. He says your muscles could use to a little toning. He said you're good with agility like footwork and other stuff like that, you're just on the meek side." Urahara said.

"Gack! This is outrageous!" I yelled.

Dad's gonna get a head full when I get back!

"Just bear with it! Yell, I know I can if I just think of going to candy mountain! Candy mountain!" Urahara said, making it more dramatic with his hand and fan by his face. (y'know what I mean)

"You're so lame on so many levels!" I snapped.

I forced myself to hold my zanpakutō the right way, wincing from the weight I had to hold and bear.

"Ura-chan, I want you to give dad fair warning that I'll kick his ass when I get home." I said, looking at him through the corner of my eye.

I slowly raised my zanpakutō up in a straight line, making sure I didn't pull a muscle, even though I already stretched.

This will take awhile to adjust to...

(Okay, this might seem a bit selfish and stuff, knowing you all want to see how much Seishou struggles with just holding her zanpakutō and stuff, but I don't have much time today on the computer and I want to get this chapter up. So I'm skipping to the night.)

-9 PM-

I was sitting up against the wall of my temporary room. My whole body was aching. Apparently, I either didn't stretch enough or those rocks were way too heavy.

I was reading a book about kidō. Urahara was lending it to me, but I had to return it when the shop was opened, since it was merchandise. Otherwise, he said I could read any of the books in the back.

It doesn't list many spells... It has some destructive spells I might be able to use... I wonder if I can somehow get Urahara to help me grasp it all.

I let out a bit of a laugh. Ichigo would look dumbfounded if he knew I was reading! Especially willingly!

I stopped and looked a bit depressed now.

I wonder how Ichigo is... Today must have been horrible for him... I mean, either way, if I was at school or something, I wouldn't have seen him today... I always wanted to go on a picnic... Especially with Ichigo...

It'd be one Hell of a picnic if Seiryoku was there... Lots of yelling and bruises while having a blast... I wonder if... Nah. No way.

I shook my head and kept reading.

After an hour or so, I drifted to sleep with the book in my lap.