Ichigo sighed. He seemed to be doing that a lot lately. Ever since that rumor had gotten popular, so had he. Everywhere he went, hushed whispers would follow. It had also earned him a sort of fanclub among the girls. And as Ichigo looked to the right, he could see said fangirls whispering and giggling as he walked past them. One girl however, got the audacity to wave at Ichigo. Ichigo hesitantly waved back, and was rewarded with varios high-pitched noises that irked the young Shinigami.

Yet, things didn't stop there. A rowdy bunch of students impeded his path by stepping in front of him. They looked on menacingly as they released their transformations, hoping to intimidate Ichigo. Once again, Ichigo sighed. Gently, he put Zangetsu on the ground. He had originally let his sword out of its case in order to ward off any unnecessary fights, but that didn't help. In fact, it actually did the opposite and attracted more people. This was getting tiresome…

But at the same time, he was enjoying it. It reminded him of his high school days when he would go with Chad and beat up some delinquents or two. It also reminded him of his fights with his dad. So in a way, he sort of thanked him for going through the trouble to fist fight with him. Not only did it get his blood pumping, it reminded him of home and let him dust off his skills.

With a smirk, he jumped into the fray.

---

"I hate math." Ichigo commented from his seat. He looked over to Tsukune, who was sitting to the left of him.

"At least you're good at it. Look at me! I'm failing…" Ichigo cried as he held a paper in front of him. There, big and bold and in red was the letter F marked on his paper.

Ichigo gave a sweat drop when Tsukune seemed to be on the verge of tears and decided to look away just in time to see the teacher walk in. Ririko Kagome was their math teacher and almost immediately upon entering the class, she began the lesson. Somehow…Ichigo felt this was going to be a really long class.

"If you take alpha times beta from this solution," Ririko said as she pointed to a place on the chalkboard, "the coefficient of x squared is this based on equation A. If we take this to the next step…"

Soon, her words were drowned out as Ichigo's mind wandered. He was still looking ahead, but he had tuned out all distractions including the lesson. He looked to the left at the troubled boy. He could easily see he was panicking, probably from not being able to understand the lesson. Yet, he had come to Ichigo for strength, for power. He mused at what Tsukune's power would be, but the train of thought didn't last long as Tsukune suddenly stood up from his desk. Looking ahead, he noticed that teacher was talking to Tsukune… or rather, scolding him.

"My my, you weren't paying attention to sensei were you?" She reprimanded him as she shook a finger at him, "You shouldn't be daydreaming in class! After all, the semester test is coming up soon!"

'AHHHH! I totally forgot about the semester test! It's all OVER! I'm gonna have to repeat class again!' Tsukune's frantic thoughts took the better of him as he grabbed his head, twitching every which way.

Kiriko took note of Tsukune's behavior and gave him a worried glance. She made a mental note to talk to him after class.

---

"Please Ichigo!" Tsukune asked for the Shinigami's help in math. Ichigo gave him a wry look when Tsukune seemed to be close to bursting into tears.

"Please!"

"I can't!" Ichigo said exasperatedly, "I don't really study… I just sort of learn the stuff."

Then he turned his gaze to Moka, who gave him an inquisitive look. "But maybe Moka here could help you on your studies."

The sudden mention of her name and the task she had to do shocked her as she replied, "A-Ah! Yes! I'll help!"

"Alright, sounds good then." Ichigo said before he used Shunpo to disappear, leaving Moka and Tsukune wonder to where he had rushed off to in such a hurry.

Then, they turned to look at each other. Unease filled the air as they struggled to find something to say to each other. Almost like out of a bad cliché movie, they spoke up at the same time.

"Sorry!" They apologized in unison.

"You can go ahead!" They spoke in a chorus.

They smiled sheepishly as they decided to leave it at that for the moment. Then, a thought entered Tsukune's mind. But before he could utter a word of it, someone else spoke from behind him, startling him in the process.

"So I see, no wonder you were falling behind Tsukune-kun." Kiriko said as her curvaceous figure approached Tsukune.

Before he could reply, she raised her voice as she said, "Aono Tsukune! You silly boy! Don't you know this isn't the time to be flirting with your girlfriend?"

Then she spoke in a low tone, filled with concern and worry. Her facial features softened into a kind expression as she looked at him. "You haven't been able to make it to class lately have you? It caught the eye of your sensei you know?"

Then, she turned her eyes towards Moka, who was surprised at the sudden shift of attention. "Now I see that it's your fault Moka-san. You have been distracting him from his studies, going on dates with him. And…"

"No wait sensei! She's not my girlfriend!" Tsukune spoke with a sense of urgency. "We're just friends through Ichigo. He's the one that suggested we study together."

Moka was a bit taken back. What he had said… it sounded as if he was just being friend with her for Ichigo's sake. She knew she had been unjust to him, but she hoped that wasn't the case. She wanted to be on good terms with everyone. She made a mental note to try and talk to him in the future.

"Ah Ichi-kun!" Ririko said as she gave a pleasant sigh. Her eyes shined brightly at the mention of Ichigo's name. "That boy… he's so smart and attentive! He turns in all his homework, he aces his tests. That boy… he's going to go miles!"

Again she sighed as she placed a hand over her chest. Tsukune noted that she felt immensely proud and couldn't help but feel a little jealous of Ichigo. Ririko looked like a mother who was proud of her son. But wait, mothers don't fawn over their children in the way Ririko was doing. And what was up with that blush? Then it was Tsukune's turn to blush when Ririko's hand gently brushed against her shapely chest. Was she… fondling herself?! Before Tsukune's mind could progress, Ririko's suddenly serous words broke him out of his thoughts.

"Anyway, come to my office after school. I'll give you special after school lessons. Your studies will be far more fruitful." She said before she walked over to Tsukune and pressed her soft frame against his body. She cradled Tsukune's cheek in her hand, sending wild fantasies running through the boy's head. But then the image of Mizore came to mind. Though he wasn't any less nervous, he was able to calm his imagination. What would she think if he was having thoughts about another woman? Granted, it wasn't his fault. He couldn't help but gulp when she gave him a mysterious sort of smile.

"I hope you'll make it." She said as she looked into his eyes for a second before letting him go and walking away.

---

Mizore couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy run through her body. She had seen this Ririko-sensei before and had noticed how all the guys would stop whatever they were doing just to get a glimpse of her. She was gorgeous, and wearing glasses only seemed to add to her sex appeal. The plain blouse she wore over that leather suit beneath added a sort of allure that no man could resist. But as she looked into Tsukune's bright and gentle eyes, she couldn't help but feel silly for being jealous. He had told her everything that had happened, holding nothing back. There was nothing she needed to worry about.

"So yea, now I have after school lessons with her." Tsukune said, sitting on Mizore's couch. Mizore herself was right next to him, leaning her head against his shoulder.

"You shouldn't go." Mizore stated simply, causing Tsukune to turn and look at her.

"What, you jealous?" Tsukune asked teasingly, causing a faint blush to appear on Mizore's cheeks.

"No…" She denied, but when she looked into Tsukune's knowing eyes, she resigned, "Okay, maybe just a little."

Tsukune gave a short chuckle at her, but then sighed. A look of worry crossed Mizore's features as she asked, "What's wrong Tsukune-kun?"

"Nah, it's nothing. I just can't believe I'm failing this class. Of all things, failing!" Tsukune grunted in frustration as he placed his head in his hands, which were propped against his knees.

Mizore looked at him for a bit. She could almost feel his frustration echoing within her. She needed to cheer him up. And she did.

Tsukune was surprised when Mizore wrapped her arms around his waist. She leaned in close to his neck and he could feel her cool breath tickling him. Tsukune's back went slightly rigid when she placed a kiss on his neck. Gently, she continued upwards, past his chin before reaching the corner of his mouth. Her soft lips then locked with his in this tender action. She pulled away, feeling out of breath.

"W-Wow…" Tsukune gaped at the beautiful woman sitting in front of him. Mizore had the decency to blush as she looked away.

"I… just wanted to cheer you up." She spoke timidly. Suddenly, a gentle hand reached out and cupped her face, making her face Tsukune.

"Thanks Mizore-chan." He said, and Mizore could see the earnest emotion in his eyes. Her heart leapt in her chest as he leaned in closer and crashed his lips against hers… or that's what she had thought would happen.

It was a teasing motion as his lips barely brushed against hers. He nipped at her top lip, eliciting a soft moan from the ice girl. She wanted him… and he was being impossible!

Just then, she let out a tiny squeak when Tsukune pushed her against the couch. He pinned her hands against the armrest, thus immobilizing her. Before she could wonder what was happening, Tsukune leaned down and breathed into her ear. A shiver ran down her spine, creating a deep want in the pit of her stomach. It ached, more so when the man she loved began nibbling on her ear. A low, trembling moan escaped her lips when his tongue caressed the edges of her ear.

"Tsukune…" She moaned out as she tried to move. But his ministrations had left her weak and helpless.

"Mizore!" He grunted as her thigh pressed against the bulge forming in his pants. The friction it created made him shiver as the temperature in the room seemed to rise. Even Mizore's cool body was hot to the touch and as he looked at her, he couldn't help but think he was with the most beautiful girl on the planet. A thoughtful look crossed his features and Mizore took note of it, despite the haze of pleasure that had been filling her vision.

"What's wrong Tsukune-kun?" She asked from beneath him.

"Ah… sorry, guess I ruined the mood huh?" He smiled apologetically. But Mizore shook her head before replying.

"It's alright… you should tell me if there's anything on your mind." She spoke honestly.

"Well…" He began, unsure of how to put it, "I just feel… like I should be the one protecting you, not the other way around."

"I don't mind protecting you." She replied. But Tsukune shook his head.

"That's not it… I just think it's the man's job to protect the woman." A confused look crossed his features when Mizore gave a small laugh.

"Oh, that's right… that's how humans think."

Tsukune smiled sheepishly as he rubbed the back of his head, "Yea… I guess it is."

Tsukune then tilted his head up and looked at the clock. That's when he realized that his lessons with his sensei were about to begin. He quickly got off Mizore and went to get his jacket which was sitting on a chair in her kitchen.

"What's the matter?" Mizore asked as she looked at the rushed boy in front of her.

"Ah sorry, I forgot to mention that the lessons would be starting soon." He said as he finished buttoning up his jacket.

"Don't forget about your meeting with Ichigo… I still don't see how he's going to help you gain power." She said as she got up from the couch.

"Me either. Guess I'll have to trust him on this." He hugged her before giving her a quick kiss on the forehead. But even that simple gesture managed to stain the girl's cheeks red.

"Alright Tsukun-kun… don't take too long!"

Tsukune paused before looking over his shoulder. "Don't worry Mizore-chan, you're the one that will always be in my heart." He gave a warm smile before he left, shutting the door behind him.

Mizore stood there, a goofy grin upon her face. He really was always thinking of her wasn't he? That's why she didn't like the idea of him being around another woman. It's not that she didn't trust Tsukune, but from what he had told her earlier, that Ririko character seemed to be up to no good. Mizore contemplated on following, but then that might give off the wrong message. So, she sat on the couch and debated with herself for 10 minutes. The incessant tick on the clock began grating on her ever patient nerves. It was as if it were somehow taunting her! But then she realized that was just silly. Unless… it was a metaphor… that meant Tsukune's time was almost up….

Panic gripped her as she raced out the door within a second. Luckily it wouldn't take too long to get to him since he had told her where he would be. Still… she couldn't help but feel that Tsukune was in a lot of trouble. If only she knew.

---

Tsukune hesitated as he approached the door. He couldn't help but get shivers and not the good ones Mizore gave him. He looked up at the sign that read conference room. This was where he was supposed to take those 'after school lessons' that he was dreading. But there was no sense in waiting so he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Excuse me. This is Aono Tsukune from freshman class 3. I'm here for the after school lessons." He said. When no one answered, he twisted the doorknob and opened the door. He peeked inside before actually stepping in.

What he saw seemed to come directly from a witch's house… no offense to Yukari. There were Jack-o lanterns lining tables, bubbling concoctions, drapery that hung from the ceiling. There was even a fog strangely enough.

"I'm glad you came Tsukune-kun." A voice spoke from the shadows, causing Tsukune to turn around. As the figure approached, the image became clearer and he could see it was his senei… in what looked like an S&M outfit.

She was wearing a leather skirt over a tight, black garter belt. Her midriff was exposed by a leather tank top that barely covered her well-endowed chest and the glasses she was wearing did not retract, but added to her sex appeal. That and the high heels she was wearing.

Tsukune could feel his mouth fall to the floor. A blush crept onto his cheeks as he began panicking. "RIRIKO-SENSEI!! WHAT ARE YOU WEARING!!"

"Hmm? This?" She asked nonchalantly, pointing to her outfit, "I just thought that this would motivate you in your studies."

That didn't cut it with Tsukune as he continued to complain, "This is kinda weird! What kinda things are you into sensei?!"

Before he could finish speaking, Tsukune felt a sharp sting across his cheek and saw some of his blood fly in front of him. "Huh?"

"Weird?" Ririko spoke in a grave tone as she pulled back on the whip that seemed to have materialized from out of nowhere, "What could possibly be weird? I am your sensei. In education, sensei is your leader, whom demands your respect… and students are the sensei's servants."

"W-Wait a minute R-Ririko-sensei!" Tsukune said as he tried to placate the seemingly angered woman. Tsukune's eyes widened when it looked like she was about to whip him again."S-Stop!"

But then she simply smiled as she adjusted her glasses. "My after school lessons are very strict! But it's all for your own good Tsukune-kun." She gave a smile that, if it weren't for the situation, would've been considered cute, "Oh, Isn't education wonderful!"

Then, before Tsukune's eyes, Ririko began to transform. Her legs merged together and formed into a sort of scaly tale. It extended a good 4 meters before forming into a point. From that point, a red and pink flower budded, then bloomed. Its petals extended outwards and were lined with what looked like small teeth. It snapped eagerly at Tsukune, who took a step back in horror.

"Now now Tsukune-kun, this is for your own good remember?" She said as she slithered closer to Tsukune.

Tsukune turned around and headed for the door only to find it locked. He couldn't help but be reminded of those old horror movies where the victim had nowhere to escape. But now was not that time to be thinking such things. He turned around, his back against the door. He was trapped.

The flower lunged at him, its petals snapping at him. He managed to dodge the first attack, but in less than a second it had turned around and clamped onto his head. A surge of information flowed into his mind, overwhelming the boy's senses. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as equations crossed his vision at a rapid pace. Soon, all was forgotten except the knowledge in his head and a need to follow his sensei's orders.

"Huhu, I'm sending the knowledge directly into your mind. This way you won't be able to think about anything but your sensei and your studies." She spoke fondly. A blush spread across her face when her student began reciting complicated equations. With each word he uttered, the fire within her increased. It pleased her greatly.

"This is my power," She purred as she stroked Tsukune's cheek, "Yes yes, this is for the best Tsukune-kun."

"Stop… what are you doing to my boyfriend?" Ririko immediately turned around and scanned the area, trying to find where the voice had come from.

"Who are you? We're in the middle of a very important lesson, show yourself!" She demanded.

Just then, Mizore dropped down from the ceiling and landed gracefully onto the floor. "Let go of him." She spoke in a frosty voice. Her gentle features where sharp and focused as she glared at the woman in front of her.

Ririko stared at the girl and decided to let go of Tsukune, who stood idly. "Do not bother me. I am putting everything I have into his education! I'm not about to let you get away with intruding on us!"

Ririko moved her tail and Mizore tensed, ready for an attack. But none came. Instead, Ririko's tail wrapped around Tsukune as she pulled him closer to her. She extended her hand to him, and he took it. A deep and terrifying feeling filled Mizore as Tsukune brought his lips and placed them upon this woman's hand.

"See? This is the bond between a student and his sensei." She taunted, infuriating the snow girl, "Oh isn't education wonderful?"

A warning suddenly went off in Ririko, who brought up her tail just in time to block an ice kunai. She barely even felt it since it did not penetrate her thick scales all the way. But now… she was mad. "What do you think you're doing little girl!"

She swung her tail and smashed the tables around her, sending pumpkins and books flying every which way. "I'm getting my boyfriend back from an ugly woman like you." Mizore cooly replied.

Ririko's pupils shrank as her body began to tremble with raw anger. "I am your sensei! I'm doing all of this for your own good! And yet you can't understand that you little brat!"

Then she gave a smirk as she shot her tail at Mizore. "What a naughty, naughty girl!"

But Mizore was ready since the moment she got there. Her hands turned into meter long ice claws that blocked the incoming attack. She shrugged off the attack to the side as she aimed to chop off the tail. But something warned her to look behind her. She was glad she did for the flower had turned around and was heading straight for her. With perfect timing, she dodged and sliced off the flower.

A terrible shriek filled the room that caused her to cover her ears. "How dare you do this to me!" Came Ririki's deafening yell, "I'm doing this for your own good!"

Mizore looked on in wonder as the cells at the end of the tail began to replicate. In less than 10 seconds, another flower had formed… but this one was four times larger. She noted that it could easily swallow one of her limbs. Then, Mizore got an idea.

Just as expected, the enraged woman was on the attack again. So as not to look suspicious, Mizore dodged the first few times. She pretended to slip, which the woman took advantage of as she sent her flower to swallow her. But Mizore stuck out her arm, which was swallowed instead.

"Now I'm going to make you pay little girl!" Ririko spoke as she gave a sinister smirk. But then it turned into a frown when Mizore gave a devious smirk of her own.

Suddenly, Ririko could feel a chill go up her spine. She shivered as she suddenly felt cold and as she looked at the girl, she noticed that her flower was quickly becoming encased in ice. Her eyes widened as the trail of ice followed her up her tail. She shrieked in a maddened frenzy as she tried to get away, but it was to not avail. Soon, she too was nothing more than a statue of ice.

Mizore pulled her arm out, which returned to normal soon thereafter. As she looked at the strange woman, she said in a hushed tone, "What a bitch…"

"I… heard that." Mizore blushed. She knew whose voice that belonged to! Turning to her left, she saw Tsukune trying to get up. Quickly, she ran over to help.

"Heh. THIS is why I need Ichigo's help." He spoke as he wobbled a bit. The wealth of information was leaving him, and with it the chances of even passing the exam. But for the moment, that didn't matter.

"Are you alright Tsukune-kun?" She asked worriedly, earning a smiling from the brown-haired boy.

"Don't worry Mizore-chan, I'm fine." He replied. When she was sure he was okay, he offered him a small smile.

"I guess we should leave. Don't want anything else to go wrong." Tsukune said as he looked at the disaster that lay strewn across the room. "Maybe I might as well head on over to Ichigo."

"Make sure… you don't overdo it." Mizore said as she placed a lollipop in her mouth. Just then, Tsukune got a devious idea.

"Don't worry," He said as he took the sucker from Mizore's lips, thus surprising her.

"I won't." He said before placing it in his mouth. Mizore simply pouted, giving him the puppy-eyed look for stealing her candy. But then her heart skipped a beat when he did something shocking.

He pulled the lollipop from his mouth and brushed it against Mizore's lips. Slowly, he traced her mouth, following the curvature of her lips before he placed it in her mouth.

"Does it taste any different?" He asked teasingly, earning a blush from the snow girl.

"It tastes…. Wonderful…" She replied in a trance-like state. Tsukune simply laughed as he took her by the hand.

"Come on, we should get going." And with those words, they left.

---

Ichigo was feeling guilty. The reason he had left in a hurry… was simply because he didn't want to teach Tsukune himself. He guessed he could've helped, but Ichigo was a fighter, not a teacher! Well, the past was past. He only hoped Moka was doing a good job at teaching him. Speaking of which, he hadn't really had a one-on-one chat with her recently. Maybe he should take some time to talk to her… and maybe make the phone call to his family he told himself he would.

"Yahoo! Summer vacation is almost here!" Kurumu said happily as she stretched in her chair.

"What are you so happy about milk jugs?" Yukari berated, "You've failed almost every class. You're going have to take summer classes if you don't pass the upcoming final!"

Kurumu shrugged. "Don't worry, I think I'll do okay. After all, I have a genius who's going to help me."

"I'm not going to help you." Yukari simply stated as she crossed her arms over her chest.

Kurumu simply smirked. "I wasn't talking about you, I was talking about Ichigo."

"Hm, what? Me?" Ichigo asked as he was brought away from his thoughts. Both Yukari and Ichigo were surprised at Kurumu's statement.

"Yea… I mean didn't you get rank 10 on the last exam?" She asked and Ichigo slowly nodded. "So that means you'll help me right?"

"Uhh…" Ichigo was at a loss of words. What could he say?

"So it's settled! You're coming to my room this evening to help me study Ichigo!"

Ichigo sighed, but then he remembered something. "Actually, I can't Kurumu. Maybe some other time."

"Why not now? Do you feel uncomfortable being in a room with a girl all alone?" Kurumu asked teasingly.

'Ahh… I guess I shouldn't mention Rukia to her.' Were Ichigo's thoughts as he shook his head.

"That's not it. It's just that I'm meeting with Tsukune later on." He simply replied, earning a questioning look from the Succubus.

Ichigo decided to explain. "He needed help with something." He said, hoping that would satiate her curiosity. It didn't.

"And what exactly are you going to help him with?" She asked, now curious since Ichigo seemed to be hiding something.

Luckily for Ichigo, Moka came into the room at that exact moment and answered for him. "He's going to help Tsukune study for math."

Ichigo turned to Moka and gave her questioning look before turning back to Kurumu. "Yea… that's what I'm going to help him with."

Kurumu wasn't going to voice it, but she highly doubted that was the reason for the meeting. Ichigo was a blunt person and there was no way he would sugarcoat something. He just wasn't the type. Whatever the reason, she decided to give him a break and pretended to accept the reasoning.

"Oh, ok. Well, good luck with that. I heard he wasn't very good at studying so that might take a while." Kurumu offered. Ichigo gave an internal sigh of relief. But he still wondered what Moka was doing here. Wasn't she supposed to be helping Tsukune with math?

"Well, I'm off then." He said as he got up. As he passed Moka he mouthed the words, "How did you know?" to her?

She simply replied with a strange sort of smile that left Ichigo puzzled.

---

Up until he got into the room, he had thought about Moka and the way she had come to his rescue. She couldn't have known about his plan to give power to Tsukune… could she have? There was no way unless she had been actively following him, but she didn't seem the type. The scowl on his face had deepened; scaring away all the people in his hall and making them hide in their rooms. All except one.

"Tsukune? What are you doing here?" Ichigo asked as he approached his room, Tsukune resting his back against the door.

"Oh, lessons got cut short so I decided to come here." Tsukune replied.

"So… how long have you been here?" Ichigo asked curiously.

That's when Tsukune gave a sheepish smile. "Around 15 minutes I think."

Ichigo gave him a flat look as Tsukune withered beneath Ichigo's gaze. Ichigo then sighed, "Alright, might as well get started. I'll go get Zangetsu."

Tsukune moved out of the way as Ichigo opened his door. He disappeared inside for 3 minutes before coming back out and locking his door. "You ready to go?" He asked to the excited boy next to him.

"Definitely! It'll make me feel better since I know I'll be able to protect Mizore-chan for a change." Tsukune smiled brightly. Ichigo couldn't help but give a small smile. If Tsukune and he had only one thing in common, it would be that they both wanted to protect the people they cared about.

---

"Are you sure there's no other way?" Tsukune asked worriedly as Ichigo unwrapped Zangetsu from its bandages. The large blade seemed to stare at him menacingly, but that could've just been Tsukune's imagination.

"Probably, but I haven't heard of any other way." This did not ease Tsukune's worries.

"W-Well… if there's no other choice I'll take what I can." Tsukune said, trying to act brave when he felt like he was about to run away.

"So, you ready?" Ichigo asked as he rested the dull side of Zangetsu against his shoulder.

Tsukune took a moment to compose himself. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Alright… I'm ready to be stabbed by your giant sword!" He replied. Ichigo simply gave him a wry look.

Ichigo then hefted Zangetsu off his shoulder and pointed it at Tsukune's chest. As he was about to pierce Tsukune, he realized that using Zangetsu while in this form might not be the best idea. He might accidentally cleave Tsukune in half. So he retracted Zangetsu and tried bringing up the minimum amount of energy needed to go Bankai.

He succeeded and only managed to cause the wind to kick up only a little. When Ichigo looked at Tsukune he noticed that the boy seemed a bit relieved. "Alright, here we go." He said, signaling to Tsukune that he was about to stab him.

Metal met flesh as it tore straight through Tsukune and came out behind him. Tsukune gasped a bit as Ichigo pumped some of his blue reiatsu into him. He didn't want Tsukune to accidentally turn into a hollow either. When Ichigo felt that he was finished, he pulled his sword out and watched to see what would happen.

A strange power washed over him. He could distinctly tell it was there, but at the same time, he could not feel anything. He could also tell that reiatsu was pouring out of the boy, but he could not see it. There was no distinct color, no anything. It was simply there, but not there. Additionally, Tsukune was not wearing the usual Hakama that most Shinigami wore.

Tsukune was wearing black Hakama pants. A deep, dark blue Michiyuki covered his most of his body. A rectangular cut stretched from his neck to about mid-chest and would've left his chest exposed had it not been for some sort of black material beneath it. His sleeves were rather large too.

Tsukune opened his eyes as he realized his transformation. As he moved his arm, he noticed something seemed to be stuck in one of the large sleeves. Her peered inside and noticed his sword hanging the bottom part of his sleeve. He couldn't help but give a barely contained smile as he a new power surged within him. But as he turned around and looked behind him, he saw something that he did not expect.

"AUUUUUHHHH! What's my body doing on the floor?!" A now panicked Tsukune yelled out as he pointed to his body, which rested peacefully on the floor.

Ichigo's eye twitched. He had completely forgotten about that effect. And as Tsukune looked at Ichigo in search of an answer, Ichigo could only do one thing.

He sighed.

Mmm… sorry about the low quality. My freakin USB got wiped out randomly. I lost all my files, including the next chapter for this story. I had to rewrite it though I think I'm missing a bit of stuff. Again, sorry for not writing my best. I'll be back to normal next chapter. I'm just frustrated that all my stuff got erased :/

And… I decided to give Tsukune a little show time. This was after all his show originally. Don't' worry, Tsukune and Mizore won't replace Ichigo, this was just a temporary thing. I hope you enjoyed it nonetheless!

Plus, I think Mizore is made out of win so you know.