After class ended, just before lunch, Ichigo did something that shocked and amazed. He asked me to join him for lunch. Of course he didn't need to invite the others as they knew they were welcome. At least, they should have known.

"Ichigo finally invites...," Keigo struggled to find the right words and merely pointed at me with a curvy hand gesture*, "But we get shut out?!"

"Keigo, I'm sure you're more than welcome-" I started to say.

"No," Ichigo cut me off.

I shrugged, "Well, the man has spoken,"

Regardless of the conversation, everyone followed us to the rooftop and we sat in near silence. Luckily, Keigo wanted to impress me, so he jumped into a story about his daring without promting. All of us Hollow fighters ignored him and jumped into a secret conversation.

"Hey, who was that kid in the glasses who kept glaring at you in class?" I asked Ichigo.

"You mean Ishida-kun?" Orihime asked me.

I nodded.

Rukia sighed at my lack of knowledge, "Uryuu Ishida is a Quincy. The last Quincy to be honest,"

"I thought they were all gone," I was slightly shaken to find out that my father was wrong.

Rukia shook her head darkly, "They aren't,"

"Now that you mention it, I haven't seen him around lately," Ichigo realized that fact for the first time.

"It's probably just some secret Quincy training no one can know about," I offered.

Chad shook his head and muttered softly, as was his way, "No,"

I looked at Ichigo then Rukia, "No?"

"Uryuu lost his powers," Rukia told me.

"So much for training with him to hone my powers," I grumbled.

"Speaking of which, what all can you do?" Ichigo wondered.

I smirked, being rather proud of my abilities, "I can control spirit particles like the Quincy, but unlike the Quincy, I can form any weapon. Or any object to be honest. I have decent speed and strength, and I'm really good at healing. Not the best, but I manage. And I have a few other tricks up my sleeves,"

"You seem like a basic warrior," Rukia told me, not really liking me very much.

I shook my head, "It seems like it, yes, but when you see me in a fight, you'll see that I can defend myself and those close to me,"

Orihime looked at me, catching something even I didn't catch, "Why'd you just look at Ichigo when you said that?"

"Oh, did I?" I was not playing a fool this time.

She nodded, "Yeah. You looked at him when you said 'those close to me',"

"Well, let's just forget this for now as the bell is about to ring," Rukia intervened, thankfully.

We both nodded as the bell did ring. Orihime looked at Rukia, surprised her prediction would come true that fast. It didn't shock me in the least, but then again, not much does surprise me. Or so I thought until lately, during my time in Karakura Town.

I shook myself from my musings as my phone rang again. Being the closest to me, I grabbed Ichigo's arm to get his attention.

"What is it Haku?"

"I'm going to be late to class. Do you think you could tell the teacher I may not be back for the rest of the day?"

He nodded wordlessly and walked after the others to class. But not before he shot me a worried glance. I waved it down and answered my phone, walking away from Ichigo as I did so.

"Hello?" I walked off the grounds, down the street.

"Yasu, I trust you have a reason for hanging up on me earlier?" Aizen asked in mild annoyance.

"Sorry about that, I just wanted to get in deeper. I know I haven't gained their trust yet, and you know that's vital for the way I work," I gently reminded him.

"I'm sending you some," He paused to find the right word, "Help,"

I sighed into the phone, "Aizen-sama, I just wanted to tell you-"

"Yasu, remember, time is of the essence. The longer you stay here, the bigger the risk,"

I smiled, "They are not a danger, besides, you know I can save myself if I need to,"

"That's what I love about you. Now, hurry up and return," He ordered.

"Yes, sir!"

He hung up and I put my phone away in my pocket. Aizen said that he loved me. I mean, he's told me that before, but never on a mission! That means that my hopes and dreams, crazy as they are, are finally coming true! I was so happy, I could cry.

"Aizen-sama," I uttered under my breath and continued walking away from the school, my destination unknown for the moment.

My feet led me to multiple stores where I bought, with the vast amounts of my mission funds, several flowy, sexy, and some sheer articles of clothing and sleepwear. I also got my belly pierced with a plain red stud to match my multitude of ear piercings. Now I wouldn't have to borrow any more clothes from Ichigo! Don't get me wrong, he has great taste in clothes, I just don't like to wear tight things if I can help it.

I don't own Bleach, still, before now, or probably ever. Dammit! Oh, and I'd like to give thanks to my first review for this fic! Also, I wanted to say that I only rated this fic M for safety, but I am wondering if it's worthy of that rating, for lack of a better term. I'm not going to change the rating, I just wanted to get that off my chest.

*cupped hands tracing an hourglass