DISCLAIMER: Nope. Tite Kubo still owns BLEACH and not me... damn

Urahara liked to think of himself as somewhat of a genius. Ask anyone and they'd tell you much the same well, not Ichigo or Yoruichi... or Isshin or... You know what? Screw it! thought Urahara as he made his way through the store.

He could feel Yoruichi's spiritual pressure plain as day. That in of itself struck him as odd. She never let herself be detected by anyone anymore. Always in and out without so much as a word of greeting or parting. Yet now she was by all appearances

frantically trying to make her way back. The question now was a simple why?

Stopping briefly at the at the living room behind the store he decided to muse a little on the changes he'd seen in Yoruichi as he made his way to greet his oldest friend. His museing's lasted a grand total of .978 of a second as Yoruichi burst through the front door of his store.

"Ah! Back already Yoru----!" his voice caught in his throat at the sight he beheld before him. Yoruichi, who for the better part of the year had been ruthlessly slaughtering every single hollow she could get her hands on, was cradling in her arms a beautiful young Arrancar woman.*

Before he could question her Yoruichi made her way into her own room and deposited the girl on her futon.

"Aw, Yoruichi. Bringing in strays now are we?" Kisuke inquired moving slowly towards the girls prone form.

"Take... a... close look... Kisuke!" Yoruichi said panting from the exertion of flat out running/shunpoing back to the store.

"Why?" Kisuke started leaning in to take in as much as he could of the girl. "Not that I'm complaining but you usually kill them not bring them... home... huh?" he exclaimed just noticing the faint yet ever familiar reiatsu of his former student. "Ichigo."

it was not a question merely a statement of fact.

"How?" he said wondering at the figure before him getting a better look he lightly brushed away strands of bright orange hair. This slight movement caused Ichigo's eyes to flutter open. Her amber eyes blinked in recognition of the man so close to her.

"Oi! Sandal-hat back off a bit." She said giving a small punch to the side of Urahara's head resulting in a satisfying 'oomph' from him and a smile to Ichigo. "Your face is not the one I want see when I wake up..." Ichgo said groggily before falling back into blissful rest.

Urahara backed off a bit giving Ichigo her apparently much desired space.

Upon closer inspection Ichigo was a mess. Slash marks all over her body from what appeared to be claws and blades. As well as burns from ceros and the like. Clothes torn all over but that somehow failed to make her any less beautiful

He had to admit Ichigo made one hell of a woman. From the curves of her hips to the perfect shape of her face with its perfect rosy lips. She even had a very impressive bust for a sixteen year old. Well bigger that what even Kukaku had at her age.

Yes she was a looker, not at Kukaku's or Matsumoto's level yet but then again she hadn't finished growing yet and when she did it was obvious she'd rival if not out strip the two women.

He couldn't help but imagine what Isshin's reaction would be to all this. After all it's not every day your son ends up as your daughter.

His eyes immediately noticed the white uniform of the Arrancar that adorned her body and the katana at her side. He recognized it a a smaller version of the one Ichigo had wielded when he'd first become a shinigami. He turned his eye's to his old

friend raising an eyebrow. All he got in return was an unsure shrug. That wasn't reaction he'd hoped for, but oh well it's not like she was a psychic.

"Are you sure this is Ichigo?" Urahara said more to himself than to her.

Yoruichi's eyes narrowed into a withering glare that caused Urahara to involuntarily flinch.

"I wouldn't have brought her here if I wasn't" She replied with a sigh droping her head as she did. Kisuke merely nodded. He also was sure this girl was Ichigo. Still he had to be sure.

So when Yoruichi went off to take a hot bath and get a change of clothes after tending Ichigo's many wounds he went to work with his tests.

The genetic and DNA tests proved without a doubt that she was Ichigo. It was the test on her reiatsu composition that confounded him. In the end he'd rerun it five times just to make sure.

"Interesting" he muttered. The tests showed that her reiatsu had all the traits of hollow and shinigami energy. Not just part of a hollow's power that was found in Vaizards or part of a shinigami's power that was common to that of the Arancar, but a complete perfect fusion of both.

He rubbed his temples sighing. After much thought he decided to leave that mystery till the morning.

-*The Next Morning*-

This morning was turning out to be rather interesting.

When Kisuke got up, got ready and got dressed he had made a call to his old friend Isshin and informed him of the return of his 'son'. It went better than expected.

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Isshin's morning went about as usual. He did his cheery 'assaults' and got his not so cheery beating at the hands of Karin.

"KNOCK IT OFF GOAT CHIN!" she shouted as she knocked down her father for the sixth time this morning.

"OH Masaki look at how our beloved daughter treats daddy!" he said sobbing into his memorial poster.

"Idiot" scoffed Karin as she took her place for breakfast.

She watched as Yuzu set the table for breakfast. "Hey Yuzu you set a an extra plate" she casually remarked and immediately regretted it even before her twin burst into tears.

"Hey Yuzu" she said moving over to her sister. Patting her back she tried to comfort her sister but Yuzu was having a another bout of depression over the loss of Ichigo and wouldn't be stopping anytime soon.

"Ichi-nii..." Yuzu sobbed while Karin put an arm around her which Yuzu gratefully accepted.

Isshin only stared in sorrow. WIth a sigh he plopped down onto the couch. He was feeling a mix of emotions as he sat there well, not really a mix per se mostly just grief and rage. Grief at the loss of his son and the fact that for a second time he'd been unable to save a member of his family and rage and anger at the man who'd taken him away. Aizen. When Isshin thought of that name his thought grew dark and overly sadistic. He'd love nothing more than to get his hands on that son of a bitch and make him pay.

The loss of Ichigo had left one hell of an impact on his sisters.

Karin got into fights at the drop of a hat and was colder to others than she'd ever been before. Yuzu became twice as sensitive to just about everything. Plus she would occasionally act like ichigo was still here without realizing it, like with what happened this morning,

and when she did she just broke down.

The phone started ringing but Isshin felt no energy to even try and pick it up. Just let the damn answering machine get it... he thought.

"Isshin?" came Urahara's voice. What the hell does he want? Still Isshin made no move to answer.

"Isshin? You'll want to pick up trust me... I know you're there." Still no movement only Yuzu quieting sobs.

"Isshin... Yoruichi found your son." And somewhere you could here a pin drop with the silence that now settled over the household.

Faster than what should be humanly possible Isshin made towards the phone.

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Kisuke stood at the other end of the line tapping his foot impatiently.

"Kisuke are you serious?" Isshins voice sounded ragged yet hopeful.

"Yes, but ther is a slight complication---" Isshin cut him off with his response.

"What? Is he alright? Did Something happen?"

"Oh no no no no, He's fine... sort of." Urahara quickly responded and as an after thought added "It might be better if you come see for yourself" before hanging up.

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Isshin was in a state of shock at the news. His son was back and apparently alive. He let out sigh not even realizing he had been holding his breath. The only other time he had ever felt so relieived was when Masaki agreed to marry him.

"Daddy?" Isshin abruptly turned to face Yuzu. "Is... Ichi-nii coming home?" She'd struggled to get that last sentence out and he could see the fear in her eye's that he might say 'no'.

"I..." Ishin for once was at a real loss for words. "I"m... sure of it." He gave her a comforting smile. Which she returned before crying again, but this time they were tears of joy.

"Karin look after your sister I'll be back real soon." Before Karin could reply her dad was already long gone.

"Ichi-nii..." Yuzu sobbed. And for the first time in a long time Karin cried.

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*He believes her to be an Arrancar because of her clothes

I made my self cry wi this one. The problem is I like to make the charactors as close to there orginal personalites as possible. Sadly that meant making Yuzu cry. I felt bad about it. Well Isshin now knows and is rushing off to Urahara's

Next chapter will also have Ichigo's friends arriving shortly after Isshin does and maybe a little flashback toher time in Las Nochas. Please review.