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Author's Notes: I'm trying to push out chapter 3 ASAP. Want to know why? I'll be leaving the country over Thanksgiving break for some business and I won't be updating through all of next week. Just an FYI for everyone who might be expecting something the following week. I'm just here to sorry in advance and to give you guys something before I leave. So here it is. Enjoy.

Much love,

~SAYONARA~

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There were hordes of students hustling about as they all made their way into the auditorium for their orientation. There was a great hubbub as individual conversations rung out and echoed across the large room and back. The orientation seemed to have been delayed as there simply were no figureheads near the stage of the auditorium. There was the occasional teacher or staff member that would be wandering around talking with students or trying their hardest to nullify the clamor but to no avail. Overall, there were many eccentric as there were "normal" people within the room. There were so many varied people that no one noticed a particular group of freshmen that sat together towards the back of the room. With the noise so loud, the attention never really stayed in one exact spot. Actually, there were two main central hubs where the entire clamor originated from.

The first one had something to do with a sophomore student who appeared to be the leader of some sort of club. At initial glance, the boy was remarkably handsome and outgoing. He seemed to be very charming, especially towards the new freshmen girls. He wore his hair long, almost like a mane, and also had a red headband rounded on his head. He also had a pendant slung around his neck. It was in the shape of a wolf.

Quite a fashion sense… Daisuke thought to himself as he saw the boy being surrounded by various freshmen girls. It's working quite well…

"Now now ladies." The boy said. "All you have to do is join the Newspaper Club and you'll be working with me! The name is Ginei Morioka and I am the president of the Newspaper Club. I'll be expecting you all at the club rush next week!"

As he waved off the girls and moved on, many of the students gave wholehearted sighs and gleaming eyes. Many of the girls were clearly enamored with this Ginei-person. Daisuke saw that Mizore paid no attention to the commotion and seemed to be writing in some sort of journal. She caught wind of this and quickly put the book away. She blushed a bit and looked away. Daisuke gave a sigh. He looked at Moka and saw that she was among the many that was looking at Ginei as well. Her cheeks were a bit pink. Daisuke saw that Tsukune was oblivious and only stared off into space.

The second center of all the fuss was centered on a freshman student. When Daisuke got a closer look, he saw that, unlike Ginei, this student was surrounded by other boys. He was quite tall and had dark brown hair not unlike Tsukune. His face, however, had a nasty expression on it. Daisuke realized that he must be another typical bully. He noticed that this boy was pushing others around, getting what he wanted. Money, food, he was taking things for himself.

"Saizou, please! This is really all I have!" A boy cried out. "I swear! I don't have any more money!"

Another boy, he had a shaved head and wore black glasses, leaned over to the boy, Saizou, and said, "He's lying."

The big kid, Saizou, scoffed, as he spat on the ground. "I am giving you one more chance Toru. Give me the money."

"Yeah, give him the money." The skinhead added.

"Please! I don't have money!"

Saizou shook his head as he sighed. "That's it. Your chance is up."

"No! What?! Saizou ple-"

Saizou had swung with brutal strength and cut the boy off in midsentence. The blow caught the boy in left cheek and had sent him flying until he collided with the auditorium walls. There was an abrupt silence as the impact of the body echoed throughout the room. All eyes shifted towards that direction and saw what had happened. Daisuke observed the situation with an alarmed mind.

Definitely not a person to get into a scuffle with that's for sure…

"That's MR. Saizou to you, Toru!" Saizou said. He then faced all the people staring at him. "And to all of you too! You hear me?! I'll kill you if you don't! Got it?!"

Then, the skinhead and Saizou went to the boy who was thrown and searched his limp body. He was unmoving and seemed unconscious… Hopefully… Saizou dug through the boy's shirt uniform and jacket while the skinhead examined his pockets. They eventually found the boy's wallet and pocketed it for themselves. They then stood up and walked away. Daisuke clenched his teeth as he glared at them in disgust. But he was second too early. Saizou caught the eye contact before fully turning around and stared back at Daisuke with his cold, dark eyes. Then, Saizou walked towards Daisuke's direction.

Daisuke silently cursed to himself as he quietly slid back into his seat. He saw Mizore looking at him from the corner of his eye and shifted his glance towards her. She looked at him concern as held her lolli in her hand.

"Is something wrong Daisuke?" She asked. "You look troubled."

Daisuke shook his head as he forced himself to smile. "Nothing at all Mizore-san."

Mizore tilted her head as gazed at Daisuke with concerned eyes. Daisuke sighed a bit but he was able to contain his emotion. "Really, nothing is wr-"

"Hey you." A deep voice said. Daisuke did not turn around but he felt a heavy hand being put on his shoulder. He didn't turn around and continued to ignore the person behind him. Daisuke felt the grip on his shoulder grow painfully tighter. Daisuke winced with pain. Ichigo and the rest of his group then noticed what was going. Once again, the noise had died down as they became the center of attention. They had gotten exactly what they did not want. Attention.

"Daisuke!" Ichigo began to say before being withheld by Tsukune. Ichigo looked down at him with a confused and frustrated face. He grabbed Tsukune's shirt collar, much to Moka's dismay, and muttered under his breath, "Why are you stopping me?!"

Tsukune looked unchanged. He put his face near Ichigo's ear and whispered, "Know your place Soul Reaper. Observe what kind of situation we are in."

Despite what he wanted to say or protest, Ichigo knew Tsukune was right. Clenching his fist even harder, Ichigo let go of Tsukune's collar and set him down. Moka heaved a sigh of relief. She didn't want Tsukune or Ichigo to get into a fight. They were friends… right?

Ichigo and Tsukune could only watch as the events were beginning to unfold before them.

"Hey!" The skinhead began to say, "He's talking to you!"

Saizou held his hand to silence his friend. He then looked down at Daisuke and yelled at the top of his voice. "DON'T IGNORE ME YOU SON OF A-"

There was a flash of green and white as something leapt on top of Saizou's shoulder and knocked him down to the ground with pure brute force. There was a loud echoing gasp that rang out and echoed throughout the room. The event had even caught Ginei's attention.

That something was Daisuke.

He had placed himself on top of Saizou's chest and pinned his arms to the floor with his legs. Daisuke placed his hand on Saizou's neck and tightened his grasp around it. He raised a fist above his head and stared into Saizou's now-shocked eyes. His eyes flashed blue for a moment.

"You finish that sentence, I finish you."

The skinhead realized what was going on and quickly dashed to Mizore and put a switchblade on her neck. He held it mere millimeters away from her throat, ready to slash it open at any given moment. Daisuke realized this and shifted his gaze towards the shaded skinhead.

"Don't touch her! Let her go!" Daisuke said.

The skinhead didn't move an inch as knife ever drew closer to Mizore's throat. Daisuke cursed to himself as he was conflicted on what to do. He then realized that there was one option that may or may not work. It would be risky but if was worth a shot if it meant saving Mizore.

He raised his index finger and pointed it at the skinhead. "Hado 4: Byakurai."

A pale shock charge was emitted from his finger-tip as it erupted when it came into contact with the skinhead's chest. The heat of the bolt was rather intense as Mizore could almost feel the heat singe her face a bit. The force of the bolt wasn't enough to incapacitate the skinhead, but it blew him across the auditorium away from them. Gasps and cries emerged from the ever more growing crowd.

Daisuke quickly turned around to face Saizou once again who was incredibly shocked by the occurrence. Daisuke looked him straight in the eye and said, "Don't you ever say that line to me again. Or I swear, I will kill you."

Saizou raised his head and brought himself to eye-level with Daisuke. He spat in Daisuk's face before saying what he wanted to. He mouthed one word. "Bitch."

Then suddenly, the lights in the auditorium had begun to flicker. The temperature in the room also began to drop significantly. Mizore saw that she could see the breaths being exhaled by Ichigo and Tsukune. They, too, were surprised by the sudden changes. Everyone began to mutter about whatever was going. Mizore could hear the fear in many of the bystanders' voices. Mizore could only hope that Daisuke would be okay.

Daisuke continuously battered Saizou's already bruised up face with fierce blows. Right, left, Daisuke continued to rain down punishment on Saizou. Daisuke then grabbed Saizou's throat and rammed his head into Saizou's face. A sickening crack rang out. Many people lost in the crowd gasped. Mizore held her hand to her lips, worried sick.

Daisuke then began to gasp heavily as he stood next to the bloodied Saizou. Saizou's eyes had become glassy as he stared emptily at the ceiling. Daisuke looked at his hands and saw all the blood that had been spread across them. They were dripping with fresh blood, not only Saizou's but his own. His knuckles had been cut open due to the continuous contact he had on Saizou's face without rest. Daisuke ignored most of the pain and wiped his hands on his uniform. He looked up and met eyes with the crowd. They all stared at him with shock and amazement.

Then there were gasps.

"DAISUKE!" Mizore's voice cried out.

Daisuke didn't even have time to turn around when he heard a monstrous voice behind him.

"Is that all you got?"

Then, Daisuke felt something tremendously powerful and heavy hit him in the chest. Then the pain had amplified ten-fold. He then felt being momentarily lifted off the ground by great magnitude and sent airborne at great speed.

But only momentarily.

Then, black.

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Ichigo and Tsukune could only look on in horror as they saw Daisuke being directly hit by the monstrosity Saizou had become. Moka gasped in terror as she saw what had happened. Blood then began to appear as it trailed off of Daisuke and onto the auditorium floor. The auditorium then broke up into utter panic.

Saizou had increased in size two times and his muscle mass had grown as well. He had fangs and a trailing tongue hanging out of his mouth. He then began to roar as any other beast would have done.

"Wh-what the hell?! What the hell is this guy?!" Tsukune exclaimed. "And what the hell is this place?! This place is crazy!"

Ichigo gave a sharp glance at Tsukune who was awestruck by what Saizou had become.

"We need to get to Daisuke."

Tsukune was taken aback. "What?! Are you kidding?! That's suicide! Saizou, or whatever the hell he is, will tear you into shreds!"

"Not unless I get to Daisuke first." Ichigo said before breaking off into a sprint to the location where Ichigo landed.

"H-hey! Wait up!" Tsukune yelled after Ichigo as he leapt off his chair and ran after him. Moka and Mizore glanced at each other and nodded in agreement. They followed suit.

Fighting through the large crowd, the four managed to break free from the majority of the people and saw where Daisuke was. He was lying limp against a wall and bleeding heavily as Saizou gradually drew closer. Ichigo knew it was only a matter of time before Saizou would discover where Daisuke was. He would have to recover him first and get out of there as fast as possible. Ichigo made his way towards Daisuke as fast as he could.

When he got there he put two fingers on Daisuke's neck and checked for a pulse. There was one but it grew fainter as time went on. Ichigo did a quick scan of Daisuke's body for his injuries, accumulating them altogether to see Daisuke's overall status. From what he gathered, it wasn't too good.

"How's Daisuke?" Tsukune asked, being trailed by the two girls. "How bad is it?"

Ichigo shook his head. "He isn't doing well obviously… That blow was definitely punishing. From what I can tell, he has several broken ribs and he is bleeding internally… Damn, if only I studied medical kido."

"… K-kido?" Tsukune asked, shifting his gaze between Ichigo's face and Daisuke.

"N-never mind. I'll explain it to you later…" Ichigo said, trying to change the subject. "We got to get him out of here. Now."

Tsukune looked around. "Where?! I don't know this place! Do you?!"

Ichigo then realized that Tsukune was right. He barely knew the school grounds more than Tsukune did. He cursed under his breath as he tried formulating a strategy in his mind as fast as he could. Observing the distance that Saizou held between them and the distance the nearest exit, Ichigo began to put the pieces together, piecing their escape.

Ichigo then looked at Tsukune and the girls. They all exchanged glances. Ichigo then spoke, "I've got a plan."

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The headmaster sat at his mahogany desk, arms folded with paperwork neatly stacked adjacent to his lamp, when he heard a knock at the door. He issued an order to a nearby hooded subordinate and told him to open the door. Obeying his command, the hooded man headed towards the door and opened the door slightly to check who was on the other side. After exchanging a couple words and glances with the other person, the subordinate opened the door fully and backed away in the corner of the room.

A man dressed in a suit, complete with glasses, stepped into the room and delivered his curt nod to the headmaster, who also returned a nod. He handed a folder with several papers insider of it to the headmaster who proceeded to flip through the file.

"Headmaster, sir. There is a-"

"A fight in the auditorium, I know." The headmaster said, nodding. "Why did you request to see me?"

"The fight is involving them sir." The man said, "Shall I intervene?"

The headmaster shook his head, chuckling. "Stand your ground Oshiro. Let them handle this. I, myself, shall step in once I deem it to get too out of hand."

Oshiro had the urge to protest but withheld his comment. Clearing his throat, he faced the headmaster. "Yes sir. Shall I stand-by for further instructions?"

"No need."

"Yes sir." Oshiro said, bowing before making his way out of the door.

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"... And then, you'll receive Daisuke and break for it, got it? We can't screw up or who knows what will happen to him. You guys ready?"

"Yeah." Tsukune, Mizore, and Moka said simultaneously.

"Let's do this." Ichigo said, standing up and shifting his gaze towards the beastly Saizou. He then slung Daisuke over his back and proceeded to close some of the distance between them. When he was in range, he then yelled at him, "Hey! Fat-ass!"

Saizou quickly turned around to see where the insult came from. What he saw was an orange haired boy in a green uniform with a student over his back. With careful inspection however, Saizou realized that the incapacitated boy was his target. With rage, from both the insult and the earlier beating, Saizou charged at the boy with all his power.

Perfect. Exactly on cue.

Ichigo braced himself as he ran into a crowd of large people, trying to hide his presence. He still felt the murderous intent radiating from behind him. Quickly, he allocated all his senses to look for a specific individual. He found her.

"Mizore. Here. You know what to do next." Ichigo said, handing over Daisuke's now-limp body to her. Ichigo was quite surprised at how strong she was as she was able to carry Daisuke without too much effort. She then gave Ichigo what seemed to be carbon-copy of Daisuke, just as cold as he usually was.

"Ice clone." Ichigo said, admiring the flawlessness of the clone. "Nice."

Mizore grinned as she blushed before running out of the crowd. Ichigo followed suit. When he exited, he heard a bellowing snarl looming behind him. No surprise, it was Saizou. He swung his right arm towards Ichigo. He evaded the attack with ease as he leapt to the side and bolted right past Saizou. Frustrated at the turn of events, Saizou only roared louder as he ran after Ichigo and Daisuke.

Mizore continued running across the large auditorium, Daisuke over her back. He was getting quite heavy as Mizore slowly began to lose her stamina with such a weight on her back. She needed to pass Daisuke on, quickly. As she searched through many heads among the people that were panicking, Mizore found a certain pink-haired girl that was going to have to get ready sooner or later. The time was now.

Mizore breathed heavily as Moka slid Daisuke onto her shoulders. She winced slightly but tried not to show her strain. Daisuke was heavier than she thought he would be. But no matter. The plan would have to remain the same. Mizore quickly noticed Moka's initial reaction however and said, "Are you alright?"

Moka nodded. "I'm okay. He's just a bit heavy that's all…"

"Try to endure it, for his sake…"

Moka nodded as readied herself. She quickly stood up and gave the signal to Mizore. Mizore quickly responded and created an ice clone of Daisuke for herself. She slung the clone over her back and in due time, Moka and Mizore rushed out of the crowd of people and ran to their designated area.

Moka ran as she saw Saizou being occupied with Ichigo's antics. She saw Ichigo's prowess at dodging Saizou's rather punishing blows. Moka prayed that Ichigo wouldn't have a misstep or fall. But she knew she had to get Daisuke to Tsukune before anything else. She pressed onward.

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As Mizore was running, she caught a glimpse of the Saizou's friend, the skinhead. The skinhead's upper uniform was burned off by Daisuke's attack and left rather grievous burn marks. He noticed her and the clone over her back and followed in pursuit. She knew she had to lose him if Ichigo's plan of diversion were to succeed. She ran as fast her legs could carry her. She began to distance herself out a bit more from the student.

All of sudden however, she felt the temperature grow hot. Increasingly hot. She started to feel weak and light headed as the hotter temperatures began to wear down on her. Her pace began to slow down and in the end she ultimately fell down due to the intense heat she was feeling. She could almost feel like she was melting. Soon, the skinhead was by her side, standing over her with a devilish grin.

"Wh-what did you…" Mizore muttered as she was beginning to jump in and out of consciousness.

The skinhead laughed, "The moment you saw me, the tables were turned against you. I am a monstrel and when you saw me and took off, I shot you with a serum I made from my body."

"Wha-what?"

"As a monstrel, we can manipulate our bodies into the way we deem necessary to use in combat. I can create venoms and tranquilizers from my body and shoot it from my fingertips." The skinhead then proceeded to lift his left hand up as he showed Mizore a hole in his index finger. He then shot the ice clone with his hand and chuckled as it melted away into water.

"Ice clones? How unconventional… Especially for someone who has the blood of a Shirayuki…" The skinhead said before changing his fingers into sharp claws. "No matter… it didn't work in the end anyway…"

Mizore tried to get up and back away from her assailant but to no avail. The serum he had shot into her was quite lethal and taking its toll on her consciousness. Her vision had begun to cloud and swirl. She had failed her role in the plan. She failed Ichigo and everyone else. But more importantly, she failed Daisuke.

As her consciousness began to fade and as the skinhead drew closer, she whispered one last word.

"Daisuke…"

Suddenly, there was an abrupt force that swiftly made its way in front of Mizore, shielding her from the skinhead. As she looked up, she saw that what caused the force was someone in a pure, white robe with a sword slung at their hip. It was a boy with silvery-white hair that blew with his momentum. She caught one last glimpse of the boy's face.

He had blue, pupil-less eyes.

Daisuke?

Then, darkness flooded the last remnants of Mizore's consciousness.

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END OF CHAPTER.

Author's notes: I'll see everyone in two weeks! Good-bye everyone! Wish me a safe trip! I'll be back soon enough. Thanks for reading!

Much love,

~SAYONARA~