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Author's Notes: Yay. Chapter 2. I am trying to clear my days so I can work on this Fanfiction of mine. I've got so much things on my hands, it is very aggravating. Well, the only reason I do this is because of you guys, the readers. I appreciate that a lot. Anywho, I think I will try to move the update days to Friday. Now, enough of me talking, you came here to read. Enjoy.
Much Love.
~SAYONARA~
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"Dammit Tsukune, hurry up and let's get going! Moping around in the woods isn't going to do much good for us! C'mon!"
Ichigo stood impatiently as Tsukune stood unwittingly, being bewildered by everything around them. Earlier, Daisuke had left the two at the bus stop and that alone caused quite a mess of things. Tsukune was already shaken up by what the bus driver had told him and didn't need any more traumatizing events happening to him. But that was only a pipe dream as the two ventured into the woods in search for Daisuke. Tsukune was literally on his toes the entire time in the woods, being scared by rather insignificant things like the raven on the tree from earlier or the dead rat on the road, except the rat looked more alive than the forest of did. Ichigo tried to trace Daisuke's spirit energy but all he got was a faint resonance. Ichigo cursed under his breath.
I've got one guy that is becoming a panophobic at each crossing second and I have another that went to God-Knows-Where in this place. And they tasked me to babysit them. Of all the things I need to do and of all people I am tasked to protect, I get these two. What a pain.
"Ichigo, this place is seriously creeping me out." Tsukune said, eyeballing his entire visual field with much scrutiny. "I mean look at this place! Skulls here, dead trees there, and freaking tombstones for crying out loud! Not to mention this place being so close to the school!... Does that place even qualify on these grounds?!"
Ichigo let out a long, irritated sigh. Rubbing his temples, he walked over to Tsukune with much controlled effort. He brought a firm hand down on Tsukune shoulder and gripped it before speaking again. "And I could make everything a lot worse if you don't cooperate with me and get going. So what will it be? Do you want to go and get this orientation over with or do you want me to make this your personal hell?"
Tsukune tried to raise an objection but couldn't find his voice to say anything. It was true. Everything was bad enough the way it already was. He really didn't need someone, especially a friend of his, to make this situation any more worse on him. He sighed and looked Ichigo glumly, "I'll shut up… Let's go…"
"That's better…" Ichigo said, sighing with relief, "I believe the school is just down this path and a bit further…"
Ichigo took out his Soul Pager and checked the time. It was close to 3:50. They had lost too much time searching throughout the woods for Daisuke. In the end, they still couldn't find him. The forest was vast as it was and looking for a schoolboy was trying to look for a needle in hay stack. It was near to impossible to cover the entire forest grounds in time until the orientation. Ichigo would have reverted to use his Soul Reaper powers to scan the area swiftly but he still remembered what the man, Jean, had told him.
"This academy you are attending… that place doesn't tolerate very well to spiritually-powered beings… Soul Reapers aren't welcome on school grounds as equal monsters… Not with the Public Safety Committee lurking about at every corner."
It made Ichigo wonder quite a bit. He wondered why the monsters, or in particular, the Public Safety Committee, despised Soul Reaper to the point where they weren't even allowed on school grounds. Hell, it made no sense to him whatsoever. But still, what Jean had told him could be, in fact, the truth. He would have to proceed with utmost caution if he wanted to survive. With the memory of the Soul Society Infiltration intact, he'd have to keep his true guise undercover from all the other attending students. Friends or foe, they must not know his identity. It would be quite a burden but he was on an unfamiliar turf now. He'd have to abide by their rules.
"Tsukune," Ichigo called out walking on ahead, "I'll go see which path leads us to the academy the fastest. You stay put and don't move. I don't want to have to look for two people in one day."
Tsukune nodded feverously. "Yeah. Yeah. Go on ahead and do that. I'll wait by this tree here."
Tsukune moved over to a dead tree and stood like a soldier at attention. Ichigo sighed with some relief as he walked on. "I'll be back in a bit. Don't worry."
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After Ichigo had disappeared from view, Tsukune exhaled deeply as he fell back against the tree, exasperated. It took all of his concentration and will to act the helpless coward role. Ichigo seemingly fell for the charade. He knew he had to keep his distance from Ichigo consistently. He still remembered what he had thought about what Ichigo might do to him if he discovered Tsukune's secret.
Sublimation most definitely…
Do you think so master?
Tsukune did not flinch as much when he heard Kuro's raspy, metallic voice this time around. He looked around briefly to see if anyone might be watching him. He then sighed and closed his eyes.
No one is around us master.
I can tell that much Kuro. Thanks for reinstating what I knew about what I perceived as reality.
Reality, master? Do you really know as much as what you truly are saying?
What are you saying Kuro? Of course what I know is right. There isn't anyone around.
No no no… Tsukune could visualize Kuro shaking his head. Think outside the box for once master. What do you think is the reality of your present situation?
Ichigo is here to harvest my soul and sublimate me. That is as far as I know…
Are you sure? Have you been listening to anything lately?
None of my concern. Neither should it be yours. All we should worry about is what we can do to not come in contact with Ichigo's soul cutter. If we do just that, we'll be fine. Period. No questions asked.
You are making a mistake master.
How can I be making a mistake?! I am doing this for not only my sake but yours! If one of us dies, the other will surely perish!
You don't know anything.
Kuro. This is as far as you go today. Rid me of your presence.
As you wish master… Tsukune could feel the dark presence start to recede from his mind. However, there is one more thing I'd like to add.
What would that be Kuro? I am growing impatient with your stalling.
The dark presence that clouded Tsukune's mind all of sudden gained tremendous concentration. It was so great, Tsukune fell to one knee as if in submission. He gripped the sides of his head with both of his hands.
Kuro?! Wh-what are yo-
You have no control over me. I hope you realize the fact that I can consume your consciousness and take control over you and your actions. I can do as I please within your body.
Then why-?!
Why am I subject to your authority? If it wasn't for a certain someone, I'd have no host to reside in. Therefore, I am in that debt. If it wasn't for that, I would have done as I pleased… but, I am more aware of things now.
Who's debt? Who is that certain someone?
That someone? Why, that person is none other than Aono Koji.
Tsukune froze. He felt his heart all of a sudden drop. He felt sick inside. He could not believe what Kuro had just told him. Aono Koji. Aono Koji, his very own father. How could he have been a part of this mess? His father was a man that still struggled to catch up with times of technology and fashion yet he was somehow involved in this predicament? Something was not right here. There was so much questions that were left unanswered. He needed those answers.
But I shall abide by your command. Master.
Kuro, wait! How is my father involved in all this?! Tell me! KURO!
There was no answer nor could Tsukune feel the clouded presence of the entity. Tsukune let out a cry of frustration as he punched the dead tree out of his spite. He brought a hand up to his face and massaged his temples, trying to relieve some of the stress he was undergoing. It didn't help. He stood back up straight and ruffled through his own hair. Everything really was a mess. The situation he was in. This "academy." His friendships. But most of all, the idea that his father would be associated with something related to Kuro sent cold waves of shock down his spine. He didn't like it one bit. However, he had to think about what Kuro had said.
Think outside the box for once master. What do you think is the reality of your present situation?
It was something worth thinking about. Then, an idea struck him. A rather unthinkable yet a working solution. Could it be possible? Could it be possible that dad had something to with me being at this academy? Is he the one that formulated some inane plan and had me sent here? Could that be possible?
Tsukune knew he was getting onto something. Something bigger than what he was. He felt something in his gut telling him that whatever lied ahead was going to reveal that truth. The only thing left was to walk down that path.
Tsukune stood back onto the dirt pathway and straightened himself off and dusted off his shirt. He cleared his throat.
"The only thing left to do is to move forward."
Master.
"What?" Tsukune said aloud without much notice. The presence of Kuro sprouted up slightly in his mind.
Pay attention to the sounds around you.
As the entity left once more, Tsukune nodded and closed his eyes. He listened carefully. He opened up his ears and listened acutely. He picked up on a sound. It was a distant yet distinct sound. The sound of rubber wheeling through dirt supposedly. The once distant sound however, grew increasingly louder by the second. Whatever it was, it was approaching faster and faster. There was a clinking of metal and chain as the sound drew nearer. Tsukune, instantaneously realizing what it was, quickly turned around.
"MOVE OUT OF THE WAY!" A voice yelled.
However, it was too late.
As the full force of the bicycle plowed into his chest, Tsukune was thrown back quite a long distance. While still airborne, the last thing Tsukune saw before fading into darkness was a pink-headed girl in a green school uniform being bucked off the bicycle. She was actually quite pretty.
I believe you have just fallen for me… Was his last thought. He didn't even remember hitting the ground.
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Ichigo trudged on back to where Tsukune was waiting for him. Ichigo realized that school was due northeast from their location to the school. It wasn't a long distance, but the thicket of bushes and dead trees made it quite difficult to navigate his through. Resisting the temptation to enter into his Soul Reaper form, Ichigo toiled his way through the dense layers of bush and branch.
After getting out of into the clearing, Ichigo walked back down the former dirt path to where Tsukune was to be waiting for him. It was a short walk back.
I believe we can cover enough ground to make it to the orientation on time. But we will have to move fast. There is not much time to lose. Hopefully, Tsukune might not have a hard time making his way through the thickness of the woods… On second thought… maybe he will… Oh well… He is going to have to march on through if he wants to live… I'll force him to so there won't be too much problems… I think I arrived about now.
When he approached their rendezvous location, something struck him off as wrong. Tsukune was not there.
Frantic, Ichigo began looking for him through the trees and foliage. He called out Tsukune's name but to no avail. He observed his area carefully and saw that Tsukune's bag and other things were littered across the ground not too far from their meeting point. It wasn't like Tsukune, in all the years Ichigo knew him, to leave his things cast across the ground and taking off…
Unless…
This is not good. He thought to himself, frantically pacing on the road. Not good at all… Tsukune could have gotten lost. He isn't too familiar with these grounds and could be in trouble. This is bad… Could he…? Has he gotten himself into a fight? No, he isn't that kind of person to start looking for ways to make trouble… Then again…
Ichigo looked around. He tried looking for traces on where Tsukune could have gone. He tapped into his Soul Reaper powers and tried detecting Tsukune's spiritual pressure. Ichigo concentrated deeply on his own concentration, looking for any tract amounts or remnants of any spiritual pressure.
He felt it.
He felt a rather strong concentration of it nearby. Actually, it was two feet to his left. He looked in that direction and he found a sight he could hardly actualize. The sight in front of him was a fallen tree. Surrounding the tree's trunk was Tsukune's spiritual pressure.It was Tsukune's for sure. Ichigo examined the trunk more thoroughly and found the center of all the pressure. Towards the lower portion of the fallen tree trunk was a small hole. Ichigo examined the hole and found out that the shape of the hole was a fist.
Tsukune's fist.
What the hell is going on?!
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"Hey… hey are you alright? Please be okay!"
Tsukune felt his head resting on top of something soft while he still felt a tremendous pain in his chest and arm. He had his eyes closed. He tried recalling what happened earlier. He thought hard as he remembered bits of information.
I was standing on the dirt road. Kuro said something to me. He told me to listen. So I did. There was a sound. The sound of chains and spokes of a wheel. Was it a bike? A bike wasn't it? And there was also a voice…
"Hey! Are you alright?! Give me a sign!"
Yep. Definitely that voice. Then the bike rolled on and…
"Hey!" The voice cried out again. Tsukune felt a brief movement above him and the next thing he knew, the loud clap of a slap rung out amongst the trees and bush. For a moment, the pain of the bicycle impact subsided and there was excruciating pain on the left side of his face.
"OWWWWWWWWWW!" Tsukune cried out as he nearly jumped from his position off the dirt ground. He sat upright and brought up both of his hands to rub his cheek which had bright red handprint on. As soon as he touched it, it stung terribly.
"Oh my gosh, I am sorry!" The girl said as he quickly reached on over, attempting to help Tsukune. As she touched his cheek, Tsukune nearly yelped out loud because of the sting.
"Sorry!" The girl cried. "I didn't mean to hurt you that bad with that slap! I was just seeing if you were still alive!"
Tsukune sighed. "Yeah trying to check if I was alive by half-killing me… Not to mention that bike crash…"
But as Tsukune brought he bike back up into his mind, the pain from the crash began to ooze into his thinking process again. Soon enough, he was nearly rolling on the floor due to the pain from both the slap and the crash. He didn't know which hurt more. They hurt equally. Both exceeding normal standards of pain. Thoughts of such pain made Tsukune recall an earlier predicament. He remembered how he broke his arm in a street scuffle. He, Tatsuki, and Ichigo defended themselves from an onslaught of street hoodlums after a breezy evening. It was a terrible night. Everyone had not managed to escape the fight unscathed. He lost memory of how the fight really ended but the fact he knew and established was that they won.
Hopefully…
"Hey," Tsukune began to say. As he brought up his head to look at the girl more closely he began to say, "What's your…"
Tsukune lost his voice when he saw the girl in front of him more clearly. She was incredibly beautiful rivaling Orihime and Ume in looks alone. She had bright pink hair and it was blowing slightly in the summer-autumn breeze. Her skin was fair and light. She also had soft green eyes that gave off a pleasant feeling. She had something of a pleasant aura radiating off of her. She simply stunning.
"My…?" The girl asked. "What is it you want to know?"
"Um, ah…" Tsukune began, raising his hand trying to explain something unknown to him. "Your… Your na-"
At that moment, Tsukune lost all sense of balance and equilibrium. The bike crash and slap must have created a discrepancy and caused his vision to swirl and spin. Tsukune then felt falling to the ground and prepared himself for impact.
Except the thing was that the ground never came at him.
He landed on something soft yet again. The girl had caught him before he fell. When he opened his eyes, he realized that his face was in the girl's breasts. Tsukune quickly retreated back, face burning with embarrassment. He only looked down, shamed.
"I-I…" He stuttered. "I'm sorry… I didn't mean to…"
The girl looked at him with strange amusement. "I think you have just fallen for me…"
Tsukune felt his face radiate with heat and grow twice as hotter. "Uh… About that…"
The girl didn't hear what he said and straightened out Tsukune's uniform for him, brushing off dirt and dust. "I didn't catch your name, what is it?"
Tsukune gulped. "Aono Tsukune… My name is Tsukune…"
She gazed him in the face and smiled. "Tsukune… Such a nice name… Should I call you Tsukune-kun? Senpai?"
"Ah! Tsukune would just do." Tsukune said blushing more than he already was. "A-and yours?"
She tilted her head and looked into his eyes warmly. "It's Akashiya Moka…"
"Mo-Mocha?" Tsukune said, raising an eyebrow.
"Why? Is it strange?" Moka said, slightly frowning. "I used to get teased a lot because of it…"
"NO! No, that's not what I meant…" Tsukune exclaimed. "All I meant to say was…"
"What…?"
Tsukune cleared his throat. "It's nice."
"Awww… That's sweet of you…" Moka said, blushing slightly, her cheeks turning pink. "Thank you…"
"Ahah…" Tsukune said, feeling what felt like sweat trickling down his forehead.
"Anyway," Moka said, "We better get moving we're going to be late for the orientation and- is that blood on your face?"
"What?" Tsukune said, touching his forehead. When he brought his hands down to eyelevel, what Moka had said was indeed true. It was blood. "H-how…?"
The bike crash.
It must have hurt me more than I thought… That's why I felt light headed earlier… Oh gosh, what should I do? There should be something I could wipe the blood off with… Leaves?... Wait… Right… We are in the middle of dead forest…
"Here," Moka began, pulling a handkerchief out from her uniform pocket. "I'll use this to wipe off the bloo…"
"Uh… Moka?..." Tsukune asked. "Are you alright?"
"When I smell blood…" Moka said as he brought the handkerchief to her mouth. "I get slightly… uneasy…"
"What."
Moka licked the tip of the handkerchief that was dabbed with blood. "Fresh… so different from the blood packets in those hospitals… It tastes so… warm…"
"What?! What are yo-"
"Sorry Tsukune! All I need is one…" Moka slowly approached Tsukune and put her hands on his shoulders. Tsukune still weak from the accident, fell on his back.
"Moka! What, what are you doing?!" Moka brought her mouth close to his face. Tsukune felt his face grow hot. Her lips were inches away from his.
Then, all of sudden, Moka clamped her mouth on Tsukune's neck.
Kappuchuuuu~
A long scream echoed across the woods that day.
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Daisuke looked up and saw the school in sight. It was gigantic. Its architecture was surreal and gave off an ominous atmosphere. Other freshmen students had the same facial expression as they looked around. Putting a resting hand on his neck, he gave off a whistle. He arrived with ten minutes to spare. He straightened out his collar with his hand as walked on. He looked down to his side.
At his side, Mizore had her arms clasped around Daisuke's. Daisuke raised an eyebrow. Mizore looked up at him with her stare that Daisuke had grown quite fond of in their short time together.
"Do you feel uncomfortable when I do this Daisuke?" Mizore asked.
Daisuke shook his head, looking away, trying to hide how red his face had become. "N-not at all."
Mizore smiled and rolled her loli in her mouth. "I'm glad… Dai-"
"Well well well?!" A voice interrupted Mizore. "Look who it is! It's Shirayuki!"
Mizore gave off a sigh of disgust as she glared at where the voice came from. It was another student, a boy. He was tall and muscular with gray hair stood. He up straight, arms crossed. He had a rather nasty looking smirk on his face. Behind him was his apparent group of friends. He seemed to be the ringleader of them all.
"What do you want Midou-san?" Mizore said coolly. Although she was disgusted by the boy's presence, she kept a controlled composure. Daisuke made that a mental note of Mizore's personality.
The student, Midou, laughed. "What do I want Shirayuki? I want you."
"Midou-san," Mizore said, "We had this discussion already. I don't like you."
"And I don't care." Midou interjected. "I am the last of male snow people and I choose you."
"Well I don't." Mizore said.
"Who is that shrimp?" Midou asked, pointing at Daisuke. Daisuke felt Mizore's grip on his arm grow tighter. "Don't tell me he is your future-"
"It's not like that!" Mizore exclaimed. "He's just…"
"Just another ant that needs to be stepped on." Midou shifted his eye contact to Daisuke. "You stay away from her. You hear me?"
By the passing second, Daisuke began to dislike this Midou more and more. Daisuke firmly stood his ground however. He was no pushover. He only bore his eyes into Midou's in a battle of stares.
Midou scoffed. "Look. This guy is dogging me." He turned around and faced his group. "He is actually standing up to me!"
With Midou's exclamation, a small crowd began to be drawn around them. Midou walked up to Daisuke and got rather close to him. Daisuke had to look up slightly due to the height difference. Midou looked down on him and glared.
"I thought I told you to stay away from her. Let go."
"I am not the one grabbing her."
"Alright smart-ass, you want to fight?"
Daisuke rolled his eyes. "I'd be wasting my time. C'mon Mizore, let's go."
As Daisuke and Mizore turned to leave, Midou reached out and grabbed Daisuke's shoulder. He spun Daisuke around and swung his fist with full force.
There was no contact.
Daisuke looked up and saw someone he had not expected to be there. In front of him was another tall boy. He held Midou's fist with one outstretched arm without much effort. This boy had orange hair.
"Who are you?!" Midou demanded. "Stay away from my prey!"
The boy glared at Midou and gripped his hand over Midou's fist even tighter. "I am a friend."
Then, in one swift motion, he grabbed Midou's arm and spun around with all of his momentum. Midou went flying across the campus and went skidding across the concrete and dirt. Midou's group of friends were left speechless.
The boy looked at Daisuke. Daisuke looked back.
"Next time, don't run off by yourself Daisuke."
"Sorry Ichigo." Daisuke said, head hung in shame.
"It's alright…" Ichigo said, "Get ready."
"Right." Daisuke said, reaching for his Soul Reaper badge. Ichigo stopped him.
"Don't." Ichigo read Daisuke's facial expression. "I'll explain to you later."
Daisuke nodded silently. As he raised his fists, Mizore stepped right next to him. He glanced over at her. She had a look of determination on her face just like Ichigo. She looked over at Daisuke.
"I won't let you two fight alone against all of them."
Daisuke nodded.
"Oh, now I am mad." Midou said. "You made the biggest mistake of your lives you fools…"
Midou dusted himself off, seemingly unscathed by Ichigo's punishing throw. He took off his shirt and uniform to reveal a severely scarred yet well-toned torso. He outstretched his arms, perpendicular to his body. What Daisuke saw next blew his mind.
Solid ice began to appear on Midou's arms. All of them looking menacingly sharp. Midou's fingers turned into ice claws as well. His hair was also turned into ice. Midou's eyes turned into a pupil-less blue.
"Oh don't worry. I'll make it as painful as possible." Midou said with a sadistic grin. In one magnificent leap, he rushed towards Daisuke, claw readied. Daisuke put up his fist and prepared himself.
A moment before impact however, a man appeared before their eyes and separated the two from colliding. He wore glasses and had black hair. He stopped Midou's monstrous attack with just one hand. He grinned and wagged his finger just as how a parent would to a naughty child.
"Fighting before school has even begun… Sigh, do you kids ever learn…" The man said. He let Midou's claw go and looked at him. "Get out of here Mr. Midou. We've had enough of your shenanigans for one day."
Midou grunted and retracted his icy body. As he turned to walk away, he glared at Daisuke and said, "This isn't over. Just you wait."
"Shoo now. Off with you. Scram." The man said. Then, he turned around and faced the three but particularly Daisuke.
"You aren't hurt anywhere are you, young man?" The man asked.
Daisuke shook his head. "No sir… Thank you sir… You just prevented a slaughter."
The man laughed. "Well I am glad to have been of help."
"Excuse me from asking sir," Daisuke said, "but who are you?"
"Me?" The man said, chuckling, "I am just a teacher who works here. The names Oshiro. Toshikazu Oshiro. I teach the Pscyhe here at this academy."
"Well, thanks again sir." Daisuke said, bowing.
Oshiro grinned. "No problem. See you around." He walked off into the school, disappearing from view.
Daisuke massaged his neck. "It seems that I have been saved twice today…"
"But you stood up to Midou-san…" Mizore said. "I didn't expect you to…"
"He doesn't own anybody, especially you… He shouldn't have the right to tell you what he wants to do as he flaunters around."
Mizore grinned. "Thanks Daisuke."
"Don't mention it."
Ichigo then sighed. "I'll leave you two love birds alone."
Daisuke blushed terribly. Mizore didn't seem to mind however. She continued to grin.
"Hey! Ichigo!" A familiar voice cried out. Ichigo looked in that direction. He sighed with relief. It was Tsukune… and a pink-haired girl… A rather pretty one too.
"We heard there was a fight. What happened? Is everyone alright?" Tsukune said, the pink-haired girl trailing behind him.
"Fashionably late as usual… and who's this?" Ichigo asked.
"I'm Akashiya Moka…" The girl said, adding a smile at the end.
"Hey there Moka, I'm Ichigo."
"Hello Ichigo-san."
Ichigo chuckled as he shook his head. "No need for honorifics. Just plain Ichigo will do."
Moka nodded and grinned. "Alright then, Ichigo."
Ichigo returned the smile. He looked towards the school and saw that the doors to auditorium had opened up. Students began to walk on towards the school. Straightening out his uniform, he looked over at his friends. Who noticed the cue as well.
"It's time. Let's go."
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Oh god. It is finally done. Chapter 2 was yet again delayed. I am sorry. But I hope you enjoyed it. I'll try to update faster next time. But thanks for keeping up with my FanFic and reading. I appreciate all your guys support by reading. It keeps me going. Thanks everyone!
Much love,
~SAYONARA~