If you haven't figured it out yet this is a strange fic. You'll be a little wierded out most likely. Cause I like this one a lot. And what I like, weirds people out. So same warnings that were in the beginning. Any new weird stuff, I'll tell you about like Demigod! Toushiro. That isn't a really big part yet. But Darkling! Byakuya is. Cause Darkling's are awesome. Not the ones from the Midnighter series. That'd be unlike me. Mine are demons.

This chapter is inspired by the song, Angel of Mine by Amanda Somerville…

I really like that song.

Chapter 1: From Childhood to the Present

Ichimaru's POV

I remember the first time my brother and I tried on lipstick. We were six and playing with Luna and Mistique… in their Aunt Kokabiel's stuff. Kokabiel actually likes us like a lot. She lets us do whatever when she's watching us; so when I wanted to know what I'd look like with ruby red lipstick, she let me. She even applied it for me, and may I say, I looked good. And then Ichi wanted to see what he looked like in pale pink, she let him. And then Luna had us try on some of her dresses.

Mama was surprisingly supportive of our decision to become cross-dressers. It's weird. You'd think your parents would want you to be more normal, but she was okay with it. So now we wear all kinds of female outfits. Like the pale blue skirt I'm wearing, the blouse to match it, a black scarf and black lace up combat boots. I've abandoned my usual red lipstick for powder pink today; it goes better with my outfit. Ichigo's got a vibrant green sundress on and matching converse with his usual pale lipstick, and the rest natural today. Vibrant colors always look good with my twin's hair.

I remember quite well when we met Byakuya Kuchki, the godson of my Aunt, Persephone. He was hot tempered up until we helped him kill his grandfather. That man deserved it, abusing Byakuya just because he wasn't a full blooded shinigami. Just because he's half Darkling. Poor kid, now adult I guess. He was promoted to Captain not that long ago, only about thirty three years. To tell the truth, I've never liked shinigami, except Byakuya and then Toushiro…

About twelve years later, Toushiro left for the Soul Society. He saw this girl named Rangiku and her friend, Momo and just left. Toushiro's the opposite of Ichigo and me, a Werewolf-Shinigami hybrid to our Werepanther-Hollow genetics. I remember explaining to him about our cross-dressing tendencies. Then I offered to help him become a prettier boy. He was not amused.

Luna thought it was hilarious. Speaking of Luna… my brother and I are dating her now. Even though, she, Verion and Mistique smoke and drink now. It apparently runs thick in their family. But it doesn't bug me that bad. She doesn't look or smell any worse, their natural magic eliminates that problem. So it doesn't matter, I'd love her anyway.

I look over at Verion, a smile working itself up on my face. He looks so much like Rosiel, and it pisses him off because we keep teasing him about it. Although he'd look more like her if he was a cross-dresser too, but he's not. And he won't let me do a makeover on him. It makes me sad…

"Yo! Ichimaru!" I look over at my short blond haired girlfriend, smiling widely.

"Hey, Luna!" Her blue eye's bright with love, yes I said eye. She lost the right one in a fight with Verion, who's bipolar. That was not a good day. Verion wanted his marshmallows back (he's addicted to them) and Luna didn't wanna cause he had her chocolate. "And they got in a fight. That was not the best of things. Verion now sports a scar that runs down from his right eye and claw marks in his left arm; that's what's left after his broken nose, arm, leg, three ribs; and a sprained ankle. And Luna's missing an eye.

"We've got a job to do! 'Member?"

"Hai!" An abundance of demons have been showing up in Karakura town, and the Soul Reapers don't know why, so we're supposed to go to the Soul Society to help out. The Soul Reaper's just don't know it yet. Not like I give a bleeding fuck, but ya' know.

"Then let's get going! If we don't explain what's going on before Grimm and the others get there than all hell could break loose!"

"I know." Speaking of the blue haired hollow and his blonde haired twin, I really am looking forward to the Shinigami's confusion at having to work with their enemies. Not that hollow's are bad. No! No! I mean, Ichi and I still are. And we're not bad. I think. It's just the amount of hollows that follow the two of them. Like the pink haired butterfly hollow, Szayzel, that Verion gets along so well with. He'd probably send the Seireitei into panic, and it'd be funny.

"Alright then onward to victory!"

"You're a dork."

"I know!"