Shinigami's case

hello : Zanpaktou

Hello: themselves

Ichigo's case

hello : Zangetsu

Hello: Ichigo

Hello: Hollow Ichigo

Well, right now, apparently this fanfic is before the kidnap of Inoue Orihime and the winter war. But Kurosaki Ichigo is the new captain of the 14th unit ( unlike the other units they go to the human world more frequently and once they takes up a mission they will travel around like a human to take care of hollows while the other units go straight back to soul society after their mission. They do return to Soul Society but quite seldom. They do not have rules from Soul society mostly because the rules in Soul Society can only be applied on Shinigamis but as the 14th unit consists of humans too. New rules will only be made once a new central 46 is made. The 14th unit is an independent unit and only relies on itself for sources unless necessary. Because of that the 14th unit is not directly under Yamamoto Genryuusai or the Central 46. They have their own research unit run by Urahara Kisuke and its own medical unit run by Inoue Orihime.) Kuchiki Rukia has became 14th unit's vice-captain. While Abarai Renji will remain as the vice-captain of the 6th unit.

Kurosaki Ichigo had successfully taken control of his Hollow with the help of the Visoreds.

Well... I would like to warn you for: 1) Unnecessary ramblings from me in the story. I've been thinking about it and seriously, I tend to go on and on on a subject.

2)Sucky vocabulary and grammar. English was never my best subject. Neither is Chinese. My best is History and Maths but we cannot communicate in that language (subject), can we?

3)Sucky ending. I was never good at endings.

Chapter 5

Ichigo sat on the foot of his bed. He was staring at a boy and his friends with his usual scowl. Two other people sat with him, one with black tattoos and one with white hair.

"Harry, Harry, wake up!" Ron cried, "What's wrong?"

The red haired boy stood at the side of Harry's bed as he tried to shake his friend awake. Harry was still on the bed, screaming and tossing like there was no tomorrow. A group of Gryffindors surrounded the two as they tried to understand or see what was going on. Toushiro had concluded that Harry was in no doubt, having a terrible nightmare. He knew how it was like having nightmares. Not just him, they all do. For example, Matsumoto would scream awake dreaming about the world without any sake while Hinamori would be exactly like Harry when she dreamt about Aizen. To the wizards, sweet dreams were normal and nightmares were rare. But to the Shinigamis and Harry, it was certainly the opposite.

When the black haired boy finally woke up, he had started to puke. McGonagall came within minutes and had rushed Harry to the headmaster's office along with Ron. Once the three had disappeared, everyone made back to their own beds, glad that they could sleep without any disturbances. The three Shinigamis was no different. True, they were worried about Harry unlike the others here but they would not want to show it. They figured that whatever Harry wanted to say, it would be best heard by someone who knows Harry better. Them? No. Dumbledore? Yes.

Renji felt his eyelids closing. He was tired. He wanted nothing more than to be in dreamland dreaming of a land full of sunglasses but someone just had to wake him up. Not just someone, but alot of someones. There was footsteps that can be heard along the hallway and stairs outside. It sounded like they were in a hurry. Renji caught a glimpse of a orangey-red hair outside the door. Orangey-red... Hmm... It got to be someone from the Weasley family. And that was the last thing that was on his mind before his mind felt into a deep sleep.

The next day

Toushiro woke up at dawn. He swept his eyes around the dorm, hoping to see Harry. But he was not there. Neither was Ron. Strange. He stepped on the cold, hard floor as he began to change to the school robes. If someone had bothered to ask for his opinion on the school uniforms, he would have said that it totally sucked. He wondered how the wizards could fight with the annoying cloak getting in their way. He would not be surprise if someone actually trips over it and fall hard on their face or butt or whatever body parts they have.

He heard Ichigo wake up from his sleep. Ichigo stared at him with dull brown eyes and croaked out, "Harry?"

Toushiro shook his head. "Gone with Ron." he replied. He saw Ichigo sit up and stretched before continuing, "You better wake Abarai and Kuchiki up. I want to know what happen to Harry from Urahara."

Ichigo nodded as he tried to rub the sleep from his eyes before he quickly dressed. In ten minutes time, the four of them was walking towards Urahara's room and office. Toushiro knocked on the door and there was aloud thud. Urahara had fell off his bed and landed on the floor. "Idiot" was the only word Rukia could think of at that moment. The door opened to reveal Urahara grinning while massaging his forehead.

"Why, come in. What may I do to help you Hitsugaya-san?" Urahara asked as they sat on a cushion around a small, round coffee table.

"I need you to tell me what happen to Harry the night before." Toushiro replied.

Urahara looked thoughtful for a minute before answering, "I believe he had a really bad dream about Voldemort. He kept saying that he was a snake and that he had bit Mr Weasley badly that he was actually poring blood."

It was then when Ichigo interrupted. "Wait... He was a snake?" he asked.

"Yes. Voldemort's snake to be exact... I believe her name was Nagini."

"And where is Harry and the Weasley family currently held?" Rukia asked.

"In the Order of the Phoenix headquarters." Urahara said, "I was there with Dumbledore-san last night. No one was there other than Dumbledore-san, McGonagall-san and Snape-san. Then Dumbledore-san had said something to me."

"What was it about?" Ichigo asked.

"Oh nothing much..." Urahara said, "Just that he request your presence at 12 Grimmauld Place by dusk today."

"Oh... And how do we get there? I have completely no idea where Grimmauld Place is but I'm certain its not really near here, right?" Rukia said as she stifled a yawn.

"Why by a port key of course!"

"What the shit is that?"

Late in the evening

"So this kettle or whatever it is, is a portkey?" Renji asked and pointed at the black kettle.

"It it a kettle, Abarai-san. And yes, it is a portkey. Just keep a firm grip and count down from three and let go when I tell you to." Urahara replied as he slid his fan into his pocket and held onto his hat before gripping the spout of the kettle.

Hesitatingly, four other hands gripped onto a part of the kettle. Three, two, one! And there was a strong pull as they were suddenly lifted off the ground and into a swirlpool of colours. Their hair was whipped around their face because of the wind. "Let go!" Urahara exclaimed and the other four obeyed.

However, unlike the first time they used the portkey, everyone managed to land on their feet with grace. They glanced around the road. It was dark. They turned their gazes to the number plates on the gates of each house. There was 11, there was 13 but there was no 12. Where the hell was 12 Grimmauld Place? Everyone turned to stare at Urahara who was grinning. Before they even knew what was happening, there was a loud rumble and houses 11 and 13 shifted to reveal the 12th. No doubt that it was a magical house.

Urahara went forward to knock the door. There was a thud, screaming and a loud "Shut up!" before the door finally opened to reveal Remus Lupin. "Oh" he exclaimed, surprised, "Come in! I believe you are the 5 that Dumbledore had invited here!"

After thanking Lupin, they proceeded to the kitchen. There sat Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred, George and Ginny. There was silence. But not for long as Ron had pointed at them crying, "What are you guys doing here?"

"Neh... Nothing much. Just that we just felt like giving you all the homework you miss and sit down and laugh while you complete the whole thick pile of them." Renji said, voice dripping with sarcasm.

Rukia frowned at Renji before punching him. Renji flew head first into the wall and was stuck there, unconscious. Harry wondered where she got all that power from, considering her petite size and everything. However, this was Rukia he was talking about. She got to be the only girl that threw a coffee table at Ichigo and escaped from him without even a scolding.

"No. We are here since Dumbledore requested our presence." Toushiro said.

"Who are you?" a voice said.

Ichigo and friends turned to see Sirius Black, pointing a wand at them. Not soon, Molly appeared beside him, wands at them. Ichigo frowned at the two. Who the fuck were they? Why the hell were they trying to attack them?

The black haired man repeated, "Tell me who you are!"

This time, Urahara replied. "Oh, its nice to see you. I believe your name is Sirius Black, right? Well, my name is Urahara Kisuke. I'm the assistant of Dolores Jane Umbridge!"

Sirius Black snarled at them. "Then, the more the reason I should attack you."

"Yare, yare. I forgotten you don't like Umbridge too. Neither do I... She got this really sweet voice which was just plain weird on so many levels. And she looks like a toad and really is a bi***. I wonder why..." Urahara told Sirius. However, Sirius totally ignored what other things the blond guy was saying. Here he was pointing a wand at him and could ,at any time, end the guy's life but the guy was calm. Not only him, the other 4 barely paid attention to him. The red head was still stuck in the wall while the petite lady was muttering curses. The orange boy was having a friendly conversation with Harry while the white boy was staring at the orange boy. It was a long time that someone actually didn't cower from fear. And he respected that. On normal terms, he wouldn't mind sharing a few glasses of wine while having a conversation but these 5 people had barged in without warning which was certainly not normal.

"Lower your wand, Sirius, Molly. These guys mean no harm. Dumbledore invited them here." a man with a fake eye said.

The two slowly lowered their wand. If Moody said so, then it may be true. Sirius asked, "Why didn't you tell us sooner?"

Urahara Kisuke continued to grin and replied, "Well, I figured that you won't believe us."

"Well, you're right."

"Pity."

Well, it seems Sirius was going to have a few cups of wine later...

To be continued

This chapter kinda sucked.