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Ichigo and company reached the near endless pit of stairs. Now they were at the ground floor of the school. Ichigo was slightly nervous. He weren't entirely sure why he were nervous in the first place. Perhaps it was the possibility of combat. It wasn't that combat was something that scared him, it was that fact that the reiatsu spikes were huge and the possiblility that one or more people may die if they have to fight was high.

"Oof!" Orihime yelped as she tripped, landing on her knee, scraping it. It was far from a serious injury and it was in the public, so Orihime didn't want to risk healing it at the moment, because she was trying to conserve as much energy as possible, to heal Ichigo or anyone else should they get hurt. However, just because it was a scrape didn't mean it didn't hurt. She actually would have a slight limp until it healed.

"You alright Orihime?" asked Ichigo, concerned, offering his hand to her. His overprotective nature always got the best of him, and because of that, he was always a little concerned if anyone got hurt, especially Orihime. To be honest, Ichigo had always had a slight crush on her. Although, as of recent events, he wondered if it was more than that. He frequently questioned himself how far he'll go to save her; How much would he go through for her? Albeit, he rarely had that much time to think about things like that. Because he had to keep constant vigilance over Karakura, he had to push his feelings aside.

"Yeah." Orihime answered slightly winded. The fall had startled her slightly. She looked up to Ichigo and took the hand gratefully. She observed his face. Orihime traced each fine detail, all the way to his brown eyes. Oh, how she loved his eyes. They never showed fear or malice. Ichigo wasn't like that. He hoisted her up and they kept on walking.

They turned a corner and the back of the school came into view. They saw a lone figure sitting on a cement ledge, calmly eating a wrap. He glanced up at them and kept on eating. In between bites, he asked coolly, "Can I help you?" They now had his full attention, and he stared at them intently with his shockingly green eyes. His eyes locked with Ichigo's and there was an awkward silence before he said again, "Can I help you?" Sven inquired again, raising his eyebrow.

"Yeah, you can actually." Ichigo said gruffly. "Ever since you arrived here, reiatsu has been spiking erratically."

Sven cut him off before Ichigo could finish, "And you think I'm the cause?"

"Thats right." stated Ichigo simply. Sven reached over to his backpack, pulling out an electronic device. It turned out to be a Nintendo DS. "What are you doing?"

"What does it look like? I'm playing on my DS." This answer pissed Ichigo off.

"You didn't even answer our question!" He said infuriatedly. It really aggravated Ichigo how rude this guy could be. He couldn't fathom how Sven seemed so popular when he acted so rude all the time, unless he was only acting this way to anger Ichigo.

Sven scoffed, "So? I didn't have to answer did I? There is no law saying I have to answer all of you're questions, is there?" Sven asked rhetorically, "No. Now leave me alone."

At that moment, Ichigo absolutely snapped and he grabbed Sven by the shirt. "Listen, I want an answer, now! Are you or are you not the cause of the fucking reiatsu spikes!?"

"Yes. Now let go of my shirt. Or else."

"Or else what!?" Ichigo hollered madly. His nostrils flared, and his eyes were wide open and glaring right at Sven.

"This." Sven's stare focused solely on Ichigo, and Ichigo felt this huge weight upon him. Everyone felt the huge spiritual pressure being forced on them, causing all of them to fall on their knees. The sky seemed to change colors under the intense energy being focused on them, seeming to turn from a calm blue, to a lethal dark purple. The color almost seemed to intensify with each second.

"Is that you're spiritual pressure!?" screamed a shocked Ichigo.

"Yes. Now let go of my shirt." Sven said firmly. Ichigo complied, releasing Sven from his hold. "Thank you. I don't like doing that." As if on que, Ichigo was about to reach for his soul reaper's badge, but Sven stopped him. "Relax. I'm not your enemy. In fact, I can help you defeat Aizen."

"Why should we trust you?" Ichigo asked through gritted teeth as he struggled against Sven's vice grip. 'This guy's hand is stronger than a freaking cobra!' Ichigo thought to himself.

"Because if you can barely stand up against my spiritual pressure, I could kill you easily if I wanted to." Sven explained. "But that wouldn't help me either. Because you guys are key to saving the world. With my help, of course."

"He has a point, Ichigo," started Uryu, "His spiritual pressure is huge beyond belief, and like he said, could kill us very easily if he wanted to." He concluded. He himself could barely stand up to the Sven's reiatsu. How it had gotten to such a level of power was beyond him, but he knew as well as anyone that to pick a fight with Sven would have very unfavorable results.

Ichigo relented, "Ugh. Fine. We'll trust you Sven." Sven nodded, a faint smirk appearing on his face, before dissappearing quickly. "But I have one question," Sven nodded again, open to his question. You could see in his eyes that he already had some sort of idea of what Ichigo was about to ask. "Why do you need us to save the world? With the power you have, how could we even help you?"

"Well actually," Sven began, looking up towards the sky, then back down, "All of you have far more power than you think. My purpose is to train you all, so you can defeat the Espada. Then I'll take on Ichimaru and Aizen." Whether I live or die, doesn't really matter, as long as they are defeated." The wind blew slightly, causing Sven's hair to blow to the side, making him look all the more egnimatic.

"Do you even care if you live?" Orihime asked, concerned. It just seemed odd that he didn't care.

"Not really. I only have one objective: To eliminate Aizen." Sven's eyes glanced down to her leg, where she fell earlier. "You're hurt," he said absently.

"Oh, yeah. I just fell when we went to talk to you." Orihime said, slightly embarrassed. Sven walked over to her and knelt down, observing the wound. "Umm... what are you doing, Sven?" Ichigo was eyeing him suspiciously. Sven gently put his hand over the scrape, making Orihime blush slightly, because a complete stranger was touching her leg.

Ichigo would have none of it however, "What the hell are you doing Sven?" Sven closed his eyes and concentrated. Channeling his energy to Orihime's wound, healing it comepletely.

"My leg! Its healed!" Orihime exclaimed, shocked that Sven could heal so quickly. She lifted her leg up to observe for any scars, "And no scars either!"

"I healed you. Simple as that." Sven stated as he stood up, with a slightly inflated ego. He hoped that they would trust him more now that he offered that small, kind gesture.

"What else can you do?" Ichigo asked, interested on what other powers this man had. He had seen healing before, such as Orihime's, and that of Squad 4 in the Gotei 13, but Sven's healing was unique. When he was in the process of healing wounds, his hand gave off a faint neon purple aura, making it look all the more fascinating.

"Lots of things. But I don't have the time to name them now. Perhaps later?" Sven asked casually as he walked over to his things as he got ready to leave.

"H-hey where are you going?" Ichigo shouted over to Sven as he gathered his belongings. He was very much intent on finding out all of Sven's powers. He hoped that Sven would be able to teach Ichigo to do some of the abilities Sven could do.

"I'm going home. I really need some sleep right about now. I hardly had any last night." He said over his shoulder as he walked away. "See you later." He then got onto his motorcycle and drove off.

Well I hope you like it! Next chapter Yoruichi will meet our egnimatic Sven! And we will find out what Sven truly is! Review please!

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