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Happy Valentine's Day! I decided to upload this chapter early because it's Valentines Day. I hope you like it!

Decisions

Ichigo flopped down onto his bed. That Hollow was so irritating. 'Go find someone else to train you, that's not my job.' Che, why had he even asked in the first place?

Come to think of it, why had he asked? It was a complete mystery to him.

Ichigo sighed, he would have to find someone to train him though. What the Hollow had said was true; he was weak. He quickly went through the list of people that could currently help him get stronger; that was the Shinigami stationed in Karakura Town, Urahara Kisuke, and the Visard.

It would be awkward if he asked someone that he had already defeated if they could help him become stronger, so that eliminated Renji and Ikkaku. That also eliminated Yumichika, Matsumoto and Rukia. They were defiantly strong, but Ichigo knew he needed someone of Captain level to help him. Hitsugaya was out, that midget was always off doing some sort of task.

He could ask Urahara to train him. Well, maybe not. Urahara had trained him before he went to Soul Society. Ichigo didn't want to trouble him with the task of helping him get stronger unless he had to.

That left him with only one option. The Visard. Shinji had told him that they could help him suppress his Hollow. Ichigo had tried to make a somewhat alliance with it when he had asked for training, but it had rejected. If it wasn't going to help him, then Ichigo might as well lock it up. After all, he didn't need it to randomly pop up and take over whenever it felt like it.

It was decided then, he would go to the Visard. With that thought in mind, Ichigo fell asleep.

…

When Ichigo woke up, he immediately felt something off. It was quiet, too quiet.

What was missing… "Ichiiiiigoooooo! Wake up!" his dad yelled as he burst through Ichigo's door and tried to kick him.

Oh, that's what it was.

Ichigo grabbed his dad's foot and threw him out the window. "Whaaa! How could you do that to your father, Ichigooooooo!"

Ichigo sighed, his father acted like such a child. He got up and went through his morning routine, and then headed downstairs. When he got there, he noticed that his dad was sitting at the table, making some weird proclamation. Whatever he said had pissed Karin off, because she promptly hit him on the head and walked off.

Ichigo vaguely wondered how his dad was able to survive falling out of a two story building almost every day. Maybe his reiatsu had affected him too? Oh well, he didn't have time to worry about that. Grabbing some random fruit, he walked out the door; dodging his father's second attempt to maul him that day on his way out.

He started making his way to school. Today he would tell Shinji that he would go with him to the Visard.

Today was just like any other day. I woke up, and burst into my son's room, attempting to kick him in the face. Of course, I missed. He threw me out of his window. "Whaaa! How could you do that to your father, Ichigooooooo!" I yelled dramatically as I fell to the ground. I mean really, who throws their father out of a two story building?

I twisted in the air and landed in a crouch. I smiled, my powers really were returning.

Pushing that thought aside, I ran back into the house. My beautiful daughters Yuzu and Karin were sitting at the kitchen table eating bowls of cereal. I noticed that my beautiful third daughter had left earlier; her reiatsu wasn't in the house.

"Good morning my beautiful daughters!" I yelled as I ran over to give them hugs. I only got a few feet before Karin punched me and walked over to the sink.

At that moment, I saw that Ichigo had come downstairs. He completely ignored everything. He grabbed a piece of fruit and walked out the door. But not before dodging another one of my super-awesome-dad-kicks. A few moments later, Yuzu and Karin did the same.

I was left in the empty house, the grin slowly faded from my face. Something was defiantly bothering Ichigo. None of his friends were in trouble… maybe he was just anxious about the upcoming war. No, Ichigo was never the one to worry about a fight, something else was bothering him.

Out in town somewhere, I sensed some stupid hollow appearing. It was nothing to worry about, I could tell it was a normal, weak hollow.

Oh, hollow. That's what it was. His inner Hollow.

I sighed, I knew that I had been forgetting something. A few days ago, I had sensed the reiatsu of the Visard. They must have decided that Ichigo was done interacting with Soul Society.

Well, I wasn't gonna let that happen, no son of mine was going to go play outlaw with a bunch of former Shinigami! I would help him suppress his inner Hollow myself if I had to!

I stopped my inner rant. Oh great, the Visard had already contacted him, he had lost control of himself in battle again, and he was acting strange…

No doubt about it, he was planning on going to join the Visard.

"GODDAMNIT!" I yelled. I swung Zangetsu, releasing a huge blast of white reiatsu that blew up the sideways buildings in front of me.

I was pissed.

Ichigo had decided to go to the Visard. That would mean I would be locked up, and only used for a power boost whenever Ichigo needed it. "GAHHHH!" I swung Zangetsu again, releasing an even bigger blast of white.

What had I been doing up till now? Helping Ichigo, that's what. I would butt in whenever Ichigo was about to lose and kick our opponents ass. Well, until Ichigo forced me out of control that is.

I had hoped that with our recent fight with Grimmjow, Ichigo would be able to see that it was ok to let me out to fight sometimes. Apparently, that wasn't the case. I was going to be locked up.

"You only have yourself to blame for that."

"Shut up! I don't need your input right now!" Stupid Zangetsu, butting in to other people's business.

From behind me, I heard Zangetsu sigh. Suddenly, the sword-Zangetsu in my hands disappeared. I turned around, "What the hell, give that back! I wasn't done blowing crap up yet!"

Zangetsu narrowed his eyes, "No."

I narrowed my eyes right back at him, "And why not?"

"Instead of blowing up the scenery, you should be trying to fix this." Oh great, he was going into wise-person-mode.

"Che, fix what? There's nothing to fix." I turned around and started to walk away, "He obviously doesn't need my help, just my power."

"Then why would he ask you for training? That sure sounded like he needed your help to me. Too bad you rejected. You guys could have formed an alliance or something, and you would get to fight without fighting for control, and-"

"I get it! I was stupid not to accept becoming that idiot's teacher! This is all my fault! Whoop-de-freaking-do."

"Why did you reject?"

I stopped. Why had I rejected Ichigo's offer? I could tell that he had been surprised at his own offer, but there was no doubt in my mind that he would have gone through with it if I had accepted. He would have trusted me and did whatever I told him to do if it meant he would get stronger.

Trust. He would have trusted me. A Shinigami trusting a Hollow, what a scary thought. Was that it then? Was I scared? Scared of what though? Trusting Ichigo? I had been silent for awhile, and Zangetsu spoke again. "Do you even have a reason?"

My fists clench, "No." I said quietly. I started walking away again. After a few steps, I felt the familiar weight of Zangetsu strapped to my back. I looked back at Zangetsu with surprise on my face. He looked back at me with an unreadable expression.

I turned back around, and reaching up, I grabbed onto Zangetsu's hilt. I sure as hell wasn't done blowing crap up yet.

Behind me, I heard Zangetsu sigh.

When Ichigo got to school, he expected Shinji to be there pestering him to join them. He wasn't. In fact, Ichigo couldn't sense him anywhere. Well, Ichigo had limited sensing abilities, Shinji could be anywhere.

He didn't want to ask Rukia or one of the other Shinigami if they could sense him, because he was pretty sure Shinji had said the Visard were wanted criminals in Soul Society. Hm, maybe that's why Shinji wasn't in school, Rukia had showed up with him today.

He went through the day, barely paying attention to class. Something was bothering him, but he couldn't figure out what it was… 'HOLLOW HOLLOW HOLLOW!' his Shinigami badge started to beep.

It only rang another two times though, before it fell silent. One of the other Shinigami stationed here had gotten it already.

Oh, that's what it was. His Hollow. It had been unnaturally silent since Ichigo had talked to it the other day. Usually, Ichigo's day was filled with sarcastic comments and rude remarks from the Hollow. Today though, it was silent. That made Ichigo a little paranoid, what exactly was it planning?

Oh well, it didn't matter. In another day or so, Ichigo wouldn't have to worry about it anymore.

With that comforting thought in mind, Ichigo decided that it might be a good idea to listen to what the teacher was saying for a change.

…

Ichigo, Rukia and Orihime were walking towards the school's gates. It was the end of school and they had decided to head over to Urahara's. They had been informed that Sado was there training, and that's why he hadn't been in school today.

They hadn't taken more than a couple steps outside school grounds when they heard the cry, "IIIIIIchiiiiiiigooooooooooo!" and none other than Kurosaki Isshin appeared. He was full out running straight at Ichigo, and had no intention of slowing down.

Ichigo, who was not expecting his father to randomly appear at his school, was completely caught off guard and didn't react in time. His father ended up head butting him in the stomach.

Isshin stood up like nothing had happened, and declared, "MY SON, YOU WILL COME WITH ME! WE ARE GOING ON A SHORT TRIP! DO NOT WORRY, WE WILL BE BACK!" then he picked the still-recovering Ichigo up from the ground and ran off.

"Is he going to be ok?" Orihime asked.

"Truthfully, I don't know." Rukia responded.

…

It only took a few more seconds for Ichigo to fully recover. He immediately noticed that something was wrong. First, he was thrown over his dad's shoulder and was being carried somewhere, and second was that they were moving way to fast to be traveling at normal human speeds.

He quickly checked the reiatsu of the person carrying him and determined that it was, in fact, his dad. "Wait, reiatsu?" Since when did his dad have reiatsu?

Suddenly, they stopped. Isshin dropped his son, who quickly looked around to see where they were. He noted that they were in a clearing, probably in one of the many parks located in Karakura Town.

Ichigo looked up at his dad, expecting him to have a goofy expression on his face and about to say something stupid. Instead, his father looked serious. "Ichigo." He paused, and lifted his hand up. Ichigo's eyes widened when he saw what was in his father's hand.

It was his Shinigami badge.

How. How was that possible, his dad couldn't even see ghosts, so how was he holding up Ichigo's Shinigami badge? Ichigo finally came to the brilliant conclusion that this couldn't be his father. He narrowed his eyes and stood up, "Who are you." It wasn't a question.

"That's not nice Ichigo, you can't tell that it's me?" Isshin said, back to his normal childish voice. He then proceeded to take out a picture of Masaki, "Oh, my beautiful wife, our handsome son is being mean to me! I thought I raised him right, but-"

"Fine! I believe it's you! No one else could do that without embarrassing themselves to death."

"Good, now that that's out of the way," he paused here and brought the Shinigami badge up to his chest, "we can get started on your training!"

The badge activated, Ichigo jumped forward, "Dad!"

Hehe, I hope you liked it! I actually already had another chapter 3 written out, but I didn't like it and deleted it.

Did you like the scene with Zangetsu and Hichigo? (That will be what I'm going to call him, I just need to find the right place to name him)

What about the part where you got a peak into what Isshin was thinking?

Oh, did I do a good job keeping all of the characters in character? I thought I did a good-ish job on that...

Please review!