Author'snote: This chapter won't be as long as the last one, and will focus more on some minor characters. A new East German military captain will be introduced, plus some more insight on Uryū Ishida. (I spell it "Uryü" to sound more german).

Chapter 3: Tear down this wall!

West Berlin

Name: Uryü Ishida

Age: 15

Hair: Black

Occupation: High School Student

Nobody at the school really noticed or cared that Ichigo Kurosaki had snuck out. That is, everyone except Uryü Ishida. After he noticed Ichigo hadn't returned when class was done, he decided to investigate. He always knew Ichigo hated him and communism. Uryü also knew that Ichigo seemed to be a juvenile hoodlum, the type who would spray-paint idiotic and repulsive graffiti on the Berlin Wall just to send a point across that no one understood but themselves.

The reason Uryü Ishida hated Ichigo Kurosaki? A possible answer to that question could be because Ichigo had gotten the whole school to hate him. It was two years ago, and he had just met Ichigo. He and Ichigo sat next to each other in class, and Ichigo would always talk to him. Just a friendly conversation between the two. One day, a talk about politics started an argument between them. The next day, everyone thought that he was a communist. He lost all his friends and his public image. He knew that Ichigo had told everyone. Ever since that day, he was bullied and hated, while Ichigo was the school hero.

Uryü laughed. Ichigo may have done that, but in reality that actually helped him. He was not really communist, he was just using that lie to cover up his true identity. His history with Ichigo was much deeper than Ichigo may have thought.

East Berlin.

Name: Kenpachi Zaraki

Age: 37

Hair: Black

Occupation: East German Military Captain/Clan leader/Assassin

The Zaraki clan was the most feared clan in both East and West Berlin. The clan consisted of around two hundred members, all of them highly trained in the martial arts. They were neither communist or democratic. They were anarchists and assassins. Their only goal was to kill, and not be caught.

The reason the clan wasn't hunted down or killed by East German police, was because their leader was a high-ranking military captain. His name was Kenpachi Zaraki, and he was the most feared criminal in all of Germany. Everybody knew that he was the leader of the Zaraki clan, but there was no physical proof that he was in it, even though it shared his name. Zaraki stood at 6 foot 7, and was bulging with muscle. He had spiky hair and was missing an eye. His body covered in huge scars and tattoos. Not only was he big and strong, but he was quick and agile. When he was younger, Zaraki had lived in Japan, Brazil, India, and The Soviet Union, learning various forms of martial arts and other fighting techniques. Zaraki and his clan got paid to kill, but he didn't do it for the money. He killed for enjoyment.

It was late afternoon, and Byakuya Kuchiki was walking through the streets of East Berlin. He turned down an alley and walked up to a metal door, almost hidden from view. Byakuya knocked on the door, and a pair of eyes appeared through a slit.

"Ah, hello Master Kuchiki. What brings you here?"

"I need to see Kenpachi." Byakuya replied.

"Very well." The door opened up, and Byakuya walked inside. The voice had been coming from Zaraki's butler. The butler took him up to Zaraki's room. Kenpachi turned around and smiled at Byakuya.

"Hello, Kuchiki. What's going on?" He asked.

"The President of the United States is coming tomorrow." Byakuya responded.

Zaraki grinned. "Want me to kill him?"

"No. I want you to find my sister, Rukia Kuchiki. I think she will be at the speech."

"It's about time. I've been wanting to kill that brat for years."

Byakuya frowned. "I never asked you to kill her. I want you to bring her back to me."

"Why would I waste my time doing that?" Zaraki was getting annoyed.

"Because I'll give you a huge reward." Byakuya said, showing him a briefcase filled with money.

"I don't give a damn about your money." Zaraki said angrily. "Ask one of my clan members instead."

Byakuya sighed. "Fine. Send some of your assassins to find her."

West Berlin, a day later.

BEGIN DREAM:

Ichigo was walking through an old abandoned subway. The stone walls had cracks in it, and graffiti was everywhere.

"Is this the real life? Is this just a fantasy?"

Ichigo walked across the tracks and into an old lobby.

"Sent shivers down my spine."

He was eight years old, and the first person to explore this subway in a long time.

"Mama, ooh. I don't wanna die."

He sat down behind an old desk and pretended to hand out tickets. The sound of footsteps was heard from around the corner.

"I see a little silhouetto of a man."

A group of men with guns walked up to the desk. Their faces covered in strange masks.

"I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me."

Ichigo heard sirens in the distance, and his mother screaming his name. The group of men looked at Ichigo and laughed. Ichigo began to scream.

"Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me."

His mother runs into the room, but is quickly shot by the men.

A loud guitar solo jolted Ichigo awake. He looked across the room and sees Rukia playing "Bohemian Rhapsody" on his radio.

END DREAM.

"What the hell are you doing?" Ichigo shouted

Rukia turned down the music. "What? I was just listening to music."

"When I'm sleeping!?"

She shrugged. "It wasn't that loud. I never had the chance to listen to this type of music before. Also, it's eleven o'clock in the morning, why are you still sleeping? I was up at five thirty."

"Dammit!" Ichigo thought. He grabbed a coat and put it on.

"Where are you going?" Rukia asked.

"The United States President Ronald Regan is giving a speech today."

Rukia ran over to her bed and grabbed a coat and scarf Ichigo had given her. It had been two days since he let her live with him. Ichigo had skipped school both those days, and now it was the weekend. His father had come back from the hospital yesterday, but had to leave again after a few hours. He treated Rukia's wounds, and said that she was the third daughter he always wanted.

As they walked to the Brandenburg Gate, Rukia noticed that Ichigo was acting strange. He was quiter than before, and seemed lost in his thoughts.

"Ichigo, are you okay?" Rukia asked.

Ichigo smiled. "Yeah, I'm doing just fine."

Unknown to Rukia, was that today was the anniversary of his mother's death. Ichigo had been dreaming about it for the past couple days, but Rukia showing up had caused him to forget about it. Every year, Ichigo would visit the place his mother died at. He was hoping to quickly do it before the president's speech.

"Rukia, go on without me. I'll catch up later." Ichigo walked down into a subway station.

Rukia began to go after him, but stopped. "Umm... Okay?" She turned and walked away. Ichigo was acting even weirder.

Down in the station, Ichigo sat down behind a desk, the same one he had sat in 7 years earlier. Why had he been so stupid into going down here? Ichigo knew it was his fault. His mother had told him to never leave her side.

After a couple minutes, Ichigo stood up.

"I guess I shouldn't keep Rukia waiting." He thought. Ichigo was about to turn the corner when he heard a voice.

"So he said NOT to kill the President?"

"Yeah, we don't kill him. We only find the girl."

"Screw her. Do you know how much fame we would get if..."

"Yes, I know. We would be the most wanted gang in the U.S."

"Than why don't we kill him?"

"Kuchiki's orders."

"Since when was he our boss? We don't have to listen to him."

"Fine. Let's try to kill Regan."

Ichigo couldn't believe it. Two people were plotting a kidnap and an assassination. He had to stop them.

To be continued in the next chapter...