Author notes: I skipped to the first arc cause I wanted to have flashback scenes.

"Hey Fukataicho! Get over here before I-", Captain Kuchiki was cut off as I entered the room. I learned the hard way that it's better not to get on her bad side.

Flashback, 1 year ago

"You knocked over my sake!", Kutsuki screamed angrily. " I-I can just get another out of the fridge!" I grabbed the handle of the fridge and instantly felt a cold hand on my neck. I suddenly couldn't breathe as I was dragged across the floor. My hands were scraped and bleeding as I desperately tried to find a hole or crack in the floor to get a firm hold on the ground. She threw me at the seireitei graveyard and said in a quiet, harsh, tone, "Touch my fridge again and you'll end up like them."

Present Time

"Hai, Taicho-san!" I said, awaiting orders. "You're going back to school."

"What school accepts shinigami?"

"That depends. You died one year ago today, correct?"

"Hai."

"What grade were you in?"

"I was an eighth grader."

"How far into the year?"

" I had just graduated middle school."

"In that case, I am sending you to Youkai Gakuen."

"Never heard of it."

"Its a school separated from the human world by another dimension, made specifically for Ayashi."

At this point I thought she was joking. She wasn't.

"When do I go?"

"Tomorrow morning, the bus will come."

"A bus."

"Yep."

"In Seretei? How exactly are you gonna pull that one off?"

"I linked a senkaimon to the school's dimension."

The next morning...

I sat next to the senkaimon, eagerly waiting for the bus to take me away from the cruel hands of my captain. Several bags were stacked next to me. Minime, my pet hollow with a reverse version of my mask, sat on my shoulder without a clue what was going on. The senkaimon finally began to open, revealing the dangai precipice. The bus passed through with the escorts who had been sent yesterday. The bus pulled up slowly with my co-leutenant, Tsukiki, and second seat, Sarusuke. The first bus doors I had seen in over a year slid open to reveal a man in a blue uniform. I put my luggage in the side compartment, and all was going well until I saw the bus driver's eyes. They were covered in shadows, which only made the whitish glow more prominent. Crap! Was all I could think before the bus started moving. It passed back through the senkaimon and after a few minutes came to an abrupt stop. The doors slid open to reveal a brown haired boy who looked no older than me. He wore the gay as hell uniform that I had refused to even touch. The uniform was an ode to communism. The tie was red, and when you mix the color of the undershirt with the color of the jacket, it makes yellow. Red and yellow together is an ode to communist Russia in the 50's. As a dead American, I refuse to wear communism. I sat quietly. As the boy walked toward the back of the bus, I noticed a weird bracelet on his wrist and a bite-shaped scar on his neck. I then noticed he was about to sit down right next to me. Wierdo. He sat down and randomly asked, "Are you a human?" I didn't want to hurt him in any way, just because of my slight pacifism. I answered plainly and honestly, "I haven't been in over a year."

"What do you mean?"

"It's a long story."

"Okay. You look tired."

"I'm not a morning person."

I slightly remembered myself taking a punch in the face from the captain to wake me up.

"I'm Aono Tsukune. You?"

"Orochi Givens."

"So Givens, why did you choose this school?"

"I think you've got it backwards. I'm American. Where I come from we say our given name and then our surname."

"Oh, sorry."

"It's fine. I just can't get used to Japanese formalities."

"We are now arriving at Youkai Gakuen." the driver said as I heard the screech of the brakes.

As I exited, the driver looked at me with the weird eyes. I effectively stopped this by punching him in the nose, and I think that I heard his skull crack. I gathered my things and as I walked toward the school, Tsukune was suddenly greeted by a group of people, all of which were girls. I just shrugged and continued walking. The group could be heard talking in the distance. All went well until a certain pink haired girl said "Who was that guy who got off your bus?" I heard the least convenient reply. "Hey Orochi-san, come over here!" Crap! I shunpoed to their group, which drew more attention than expected. "What was that?!" asked a confused Tsukune. "Haven't you ever heard of a shunpo?" I asked.

"A what?" Said everyone in the group. I impatiently slapped my forehead. "Well, I wanted to avoid this, but I guess I have to explain what I am. Everyone meet me on the roof of the school at midnight. I will explain there." The blue haired girl kept staring at me. It started getting a little creepy, so I asked, "Why is she staring at me?" As soon as I said that, she looked down, feeling defeated. I just shrugged and shunpoed to my dorm. First year orientation wasn't for a couple days.

Roof of Youkai Gakuen, 12:00pm

I sat and waited, for a few minutes. Then I heard a ladder, followed by the sound of climbing. Tsukune was the first to be on the roof, followed by the pink haired girl, who then pushed the ladder off of the roof as a blue tuft of hair appeared. I then heard a very loud crash, followed by an "Owwiee" and then I saw the owner of the blue hair I had seen fly to the roof, with a vein visible on her forehead. She had wings and a tail. Then a pathway of ice and another ladder. Once everyone was up, I felt a nearby presence. "Come out, I know you're hiding!" Everybody's attention shifted to a quiver in the shadows. In less than a millisecond, the man who had hidden was hog-tied under my foot. The group gathered around me sweat dropped. "You know him?" I asked. "Keel the perv!" I sweat dropped as the group of girls dragged the guy into a corner and started beating him senseless. A few minutes later, they returned, covered in the blood of th writhing man in the corner. "Back to the reason I gathered you here. I need to explain what I am." The girl with black hair who looked around ten raised her hand. "What is it?"

"Are you a zombie? Tsukune told us you used to be human."

"No, I am not a zombie."

"A Ghost?"

"Closer, but no. I am a Shinigami."

"You mean those people who kill big, mean ghosts?"

"Yes, and the term Shinigami uses is hollows."

Tsukune disconnected the cross from the pink-haired girl's choker. A large burst of energy became present, and the pink haired girl was replaced with one that had silver hair. The reiatsu felt familiar, but darker, and stronger. She tried to landed a solid kick on my gut, but with my hierro armor, I barely felt it. "uh..... Why?" I questioned the red eyed woman. "How come you didn't even bruise? All of your kind that I encountered are never able to survive one kick. What kind of monster are you, and tell the truth!"

"You didn't let me finish explaining. For unknown reasons, I have both the abilities of a shinigami and a hollow. Who are you anyway. I don't think anybody told me their name."

"I am Akashya Moka, Vampire."

"Sendou Yukari, Witch."

"Kurono Kurumu, Succubus."

"Shirayuki Mizore, Snow Woman."

I heard each one introduce themselves, so I went to the dorms to get back to sleep.