The Mysteries of This Life

Chapter 3: New Girl & New School Mystery

Ichigo was sitting in his desk, staring out the window. The teacher had just walked in and the bell hadn't rang yet. He sat there waiting for the bell to ring. When it finally did, The teacher didn't start teaching. She instead walked over to the door and opened it a crack. Ichigo was puzzled by the lack of the teacher's voice so he looked at the front of the room. "Ok class. We have a new student today. How about you come in and tell us a little bit about yourself?" A girl with long brown hair and dark blue eyes walked in. She was slender but her legs and arms showed that she was strong and toned. He looked towards Keigo to see his reaction and saw his jaw hanging open. He sat there silently laughing at Keigo's face when he remembered a young girl with brown hair and dark blue eyes. His eyes widened as he had a silent battle over if he wanted it to be her or not.

"My name is Yamasorrowichi Kunarowichi." Ichigo didn't have time to react because Keigo started freaking out.

"Noooooo! Not that evil demon! You can't be her!" Yamasorrowichi sent Keigo a death glare that he didn't see. It confirmed her identity for Ichigo. "You can't be the same horror that is Yamasorrowichi Kunarowichi! She has been hanging out with yakuza gangs since the age of three and it's been said that she beat up two gangs of them when she was four because they were going to tell the cops about her selling drugs. She was sent to a children's jail at the age of eight because she got caught by the cops. She sent almost every kid in her elementary school to the hospital because they didn't talk to her enough!"

"You're the type of person that believes every rumor you hear huh? I am Yamasorrowichi Kunarowichi and I can honestly say that everything you said just now is a lie." Ichigo felt sorry for Keigo. He had seen her face like that before. She was hiding her anger. Once she had the chance, she would blow up on him unless someone stopped her. "At age three I started going to a dojo. It was only a couple of weeks before I turned four. At age four I won a two on one match at the dojo. I was sent to a reformation school at age eight because I got in fights a lot. I got in fights with almost every kid at both my elementary schools in this town for one of three reasons. Those reasons would be they started it, they said something about my friends or family, or they messed with my friends. Get it now? That's the truth of those things." Ichigo sighed in relief. It wasn't as bad as he thought. She seemed calm.

"Who would have wanted to be friends with a horrifying little girl like you were!" Ichigo wanted to stuff a sock in Keigo's mouth. She was going to kill him if he kept it up. She glared at him and opened her mouth to speak her mind. Ichigo stood up fast making a lot of noise with his chair. Yamasorrowichi looked his way, as did everyone else.

"Yamichi, it looks like you come to this school now too," Ichigo said in attempt to save Keigo's life. Yamasorrowichi stared at him before letting a grin spread across her face. She walked over to Ichigo in a calm fashion. She stopped in front of him.

"Hi carrot cake! I haven't seen you in a long time. Your hair is still orange I see."

"And you still hate people insulting you."

"And you're still annoying."

"And you're still insulting."

"And you're still 'such an odd-looking boy'"

"And you're still mean to me."

"And you still don't get my personality."

"And you still talk a lot."

"And you still can't come up with a good nickname for me to hate."

"And you still have a big mouth."

"And you still don't know how to talk to a girl with respect so she doesn't hurt you."

"Same old Yama-chan."

"Same old Chi-chan. Also known as carrot cake, Itchy-chan, Itchygo, and disappointment as walking home safety manager."

"You win."

"Well duh. I always beat you in these things." Ichigo sighed in defeat and everyone stared at their exchange. Keigo stared at how nicely she handled Ichigo's insults and how much they seemed to like each other.

"You two were dating when you ere little huh?" he shouted.

"Ewwwwwwww. Gross. No," Yamasorrowichi said. "He was one of the very few friends I had as a kid. He's like a brother to me so that would be gross." She turned to see Ichigo trying not to throw up. "Real nice Itchy-chan! You're so mean, standing there trying not to throw up because of what he said!" She glared at him and he shrunk in her glare. He sank down to sit in his seat.

"Sorry."

"You better be."

"I am."

"Good." She turned back to Keigo. "To answer your question about who would want to be my friends when I was little: Ichigo and two other people."

"Like me." Yamasorrowichi turned and saw Tatsuki standing there. She stared for a moment before recognizing who it was.

"Suki-chan!" She walked over to Tatsuki. "You're still a great fighter right?"

"Yeah. I practice my karate everyday."

"That's cool. I challenge you to a battle that will allow us to see who is finally better… In other words, I challenge you to show you that I'm better."

"HA! You wish you were better than me!"

"Wish? I am better than you Tatsuki."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah! I'll beat you anytime anywhere."

"Today. After school. The old dojo."

"Ok. I agree."

"By the way what happened to your head?"

"I slipped and fell backwards into a wall."

"You're still clumsy."

"And always ready for a fight."

"Ichigo's right. It's the same you."

"I can't believe that you two didn't know each other for the longest time as kids."

"Why?"

"You two agree on me and the level of my change."

"What change?"

"Exactly."

"You're an odd girl."

"So are you."

"Fair enough."

"Now I should finish what I was gonna say up there."

"You should."

"I like to cook, read, and practice my fighting skills. Karate is a form of fighting I have never been good at, but I was able to find another style that suits me well. I'm also really good at kendo and things that require me to think. Where do I sit?"

"In that seat right there."

"Ok." She went to her seat and sat down. 'A good first day' she thought while looking at the people staring at her. They were almost all guys. There was one girl though. She found the girl staring at her very creepy. 'I hope they don't continuously stare at me.' She turned to the teacher and started sitting through the lesson she didn't want to hear.

(A/N:So this is chapter three. This chapter was meant to focus on Ichigo more than Yamasorrowichi. I don't own Bleach or its characters. I do own Yamasorrowichi though. Please review. Next chapter is the fight. Have a great day!)