AN: Sooo, another chapter. This one is a little longer. I'll try to make them longer, so this is just right. :)

Thursday night I'm off to London for abou a week, i don't know if i'll manage to upload anything for the next few days, but i won't forget you. :)

Chapter 10 Damn

Ichigo stepped into the exam hall without bothering to look up at the senseis. To call the room big was an understatement, it was ridiculously huge! The walls were mostly bare, just on the long side of the room, one wall was decorated with a collection of swords with every shape you could imagine. Behind a long table, on a little podium, there were 5 people seated on simple chairs. They had many files of students lying in front of them, and were still chatting with each other, until they took notice of the new student coming in to take the exam.

Ichigo wore his usual scroll as he glanced at the teachers, as they looked at him with an interested look. His name spread pretty fast through the academy, which was definitely not to Ichigos liking, but he'd have to live with it for the time being.

The teacher seated in the middle looked at him, with strict gray eyes. He was an elderly man, and his short black hair started to turn gray on the sides already. His face looked friendly, but the eyes betrayed him.

"You are Urahara Ichigo, right?" the man said with a deep voice.

Ichigo answered with a nod.

"You sure look a lot like your father. I'm eager to see, if you're such an interesting individual as him…" the man trailed off a bit, before he went back to the point.

"Well, my name is Tokudaji Shichiro, and I am currently headmaster of the Shino Academy." He said with a slight bow, as he turned to his right.

"This is Shintaro Takumi, Zanjutsu teacher. He will do your test in Zanjutsu as well." Shintaro-sensei was a tall and well built man. He had dark green hair that went down to his shoulder blades in slick strands. In contrast to his rather dull hair, his eyes were a brilliant shade of light green. There was a glint of power and honor in them, and Ichigo already liked the man.

"Next to Shintaro-san is our Hakuda teacher, Nakamoto Kazou." Tokudaji-sensei said.

Nakamoto-sensei looked pretty normal to Ichigos eyes. With straight black hair, pulled up into a strict ponytail, and calm dark eyes.

"On my left side are, Inukai Kumiko and Akatsuka Hitomi. They are teachers for Kido and Hoho."

Taking a good look at the two women, Ichigo knew that Hoho would be a pain in the ass. His Hoho teacher, Akatsuka-sensei, looked just like Yoruichi, with the difference, that she had black-bluish hair, instead of purple. Otherwise it was the same, dark skin, mocking golden eyes and a smug grin.

Inukai-sensei looked like the exact opposite. Light blue hair was braided down her back, and sky-blue eyes looked at him, with a motherly glint in them.

"Alright, Urahara-kun. Then let's begin with your test. I assume your father taught you already in Shinigami Arts? " Tokudaji said.

"Yes, sir."

"That makes things easier. There will be no doubt that you'll get into advanced class, but we have to see how far you are. Let's begin with your Reiatsu level."

Ichigo was worried about this part of the test, and he hoped, that they'd do it in the end, but it seemed that luck wasn't really on his side. Zangetsu noticed this and said:

"It's alright. Your wrist bands keep your Reiatsu in check, and they're doing it quite well. If something happens, and you slip, we will keep your Reiatsu as low as possible. Do not worry, Ichigo. Just keep one thing in mind! You have to raise the pressure slowly, and do not force it onto the other persons in the room, we have no clue what it will do to them! … Just be careful."

Thanks to Zangetsu's words, Ichigo was a lot calmer, and he waited for his instructions.

"Urahara-kun, you may rise your Reiatsu now, so that we can feel it. You know how to do that, right? … Good. Do not stop until one of us says so. You may begin."

Ichigo closed his eyes, and concentrated on the vast energy inside of him, and started to let it free, little by little. On the outside, the instructors felt the rise in Reiatsu, even though nothing was visible around the young student. The energy reached higher and higher levels, and just surpassed the level of a Lieutenant easily, as it stopped at a low/average captain level. This was quite a shock, because no first year student shouldn't have this much Reiatsu, even if they were trained by a captain.

"You can stop now, Urahara-kun." Tokudaji said with a serious voice.

"This sure was impressive, ne. Anyway, it's my turn now." Nakamoto said, "We're gonna do it street style. Just fight, alright?"

Ichigo stood in front of the Hakuda teacher, and noticed how small he'd become, and he mentally cursed himself, since he didn't think of getting used to his "new" body. He took a casual fighting stance and waited for the other to attack first.

At first there weren't many blows exchanged, they were both waiting, testing out the others footwork, before Nakamoto suddenly tried to kick Ichigo in the ribs. Ichigo could dodge easily, and the real fight had begun. It didn't even look like a real fight, more like a beautiful dance. While Nakamoto mostly used Karate or Kung Fu techniques, Ichigo had his own fighting style. Ichigo fought in an acrobatic way, his body flipping back, and twisting to dodge the incoming attacks.

It was an even fight, but they both knew that the other one was holding back, but they didn't have the chance to test the other's abilities further, since one of the other instructors called it a fight.

The funny thing was, Ichigo wasn't even out of breath, which made him uncomfortable, so he faked it a little, to be more believable.

He took notice, that the instructors were taking notes, until Akatsuka-sensei spoke up:

"So, Urahara-kun. That was good, but let's see how fast you are."

She rose from her seat, and went down to him, and they started a game of tag, where Ichigo had to catch her. Ichigo struggled to remain on a normal speed, since he didn't want all the attention at him, but it seemed impossible. Akatsuka obviously noticed his doubts, and with a mocking smirk she raised her speed a little more, so that Ichigo was forced to do the same, if he wanted to catch her. Suddenly burning ambition gripped him, and he just wanted to catch her so badly. But she simply went faster when he was about to grab her. Out of fury, for her mocking behavior, he just went as fast as he could and grabbed her by the elbow. Sadly, he was unaware that he just disappeared for the other persons in the room, since he was too fast for their eyes to follow. Ichigo didn't really care, since he was happy that he caught Akatsuka.

Tokudaji was stunned, and his eyes were wide. Could he really be that good already?

As Akatsuka took her seat again, she looked angry. Inukai-sensei rose from her seat and went down to Ichigo to take his Kido test next.

"Tell me, Urahara-kun. Do you know any Kido spells already?" She asked with a friendly voice.

Ichigo was quite taken aback by his own actions towards his future teachers, and he felt like smacking his head against something hard, but he had to remain calm.

"Yes, my father taught me some spells, Inukai-sensei." He said truthfully.

"That makes things easier. It would be enough, if you simply would perform one spell for me."

"Alright"

Kido was a tough topic for Ichigo. At first he failed badly at it, since he couldn't control his Reiatsu properly, but over time he mastered it pretty well, almost to that extent that he didn't even need to yell out the name of the technique, but even he thought that his was scary.

Taking one moment to think, Ichigo decided simply, that he would perform a Hado 31. Shakkaho, since it was an easy spell.

"Hado, 31. Shakkaho." Ichigo said without raising his voice, and a perfectly shaped red ball shot towards the wall, and exploded with a loud bang, that caused the wall to crumble.

Ichigo flinched. It wasn't his intent to destroy anything, but his power slipped a little bit.

"I-I am sorry, I didn't mean to damage the wall!" He said with a small bow.

Shintaro-sensei just laughed like a madman and jumped down to me.

"You sure make things interesting, kiddo. Go and pick a sword, I can't wait to fight you already!" He said with a feral grin on his face.

This guy was simply scary, with that Kenpachi-like attitude. Ichigo wasn't looking forward to fight him now, and he hesitated to turn around to pick a weapon, but he had to.

Looking at the wall, he searched for a weapon similar to Zangetsu, when he couldn't find one, he picked a long nodachi, which shape was closest to his Bankai blade. Well, to his Bankai as it used to be, since he had no clue about it in this Timeline. He took a defensive stance and waited for Shintaro to attack him.

The tension between the two became thick, as they waited for each other to make the first move. This time it was Ichigo who took his chance first, and he slashed at Shintaros torso, only to be blocked easily. This time Ichigo actually had to put some effort behind it, to stay on par with his instructor, but he managed easily, even with his Reiatsu greatly restrained.

They fought in their beautiful dance longer this time, and the others watched in shock at such a raw display of power and elegance. It was obvious that Ichigo had some experience, since is stabs and slashed were too precise for someone who wasn't used to fighting with such a sword. That lead to the conclusion that he already could communicate with his Zanpakuto spirit, since it wasn't usual that a student would pick out a sword this long.

All in all, Tokudaji was sure, that just another prodigy signed up for their academy, and it had been long since there was anyone just near Ichigos level.

After a few more minutes the fight stopped, and neither dared to move. They both were sweating and had a serious look on their face.

"Well, if that wasn't interesting. Even if we won't publish the scores until this evening, I may welcome you into advanced class, Urahara-kun. We expect great things from you, so I hope you won't disappoint us. You are dismissed." Tokudaji said, and Ichigo stormed out of the exam room.

He'd fucked up, hadn't he?

Back in the exam hall:

Tokudaji sat in silence as he stared at two particular files in front of his desk. This was going to be a semester full of action, he knew it.

In front of him were the files of Kuchiki Byakuya and Urahara Ichigo. Byakuyas file was filled with information, and he could read everything about the young noble heir. He sure was promising, since his grandfather made sure that he'd get a proper training.

Next to Byakuyas file was Ichigos file. It was empty, expect for his name, and the name of his father. Nothing was known about the young man, and he appeared out of nowhere, just like his father had. Kisuke hadn't even been a captain for a long time, and this way certainly not enough time to teach a kid to such an extent.

Urahara Ichigo, who are you?

Well, it didn't happen that much, but after all there are some new Characters. :) I'll see what i make out of them. Perhaps i'll do some fanart while i'm on vacation. If i do, I'm gonna let you know!

Please, review.

Love, mspauly