Over the next couple of weeks Ichigo had somehow managed to balance School, hunting Hollows, and surprise attacks from his dad. Which not very surprisingly Masaki had to step in and defuse the tension.

He couldn't help but think back to the conversation he had with his dad. After all his killer instincts surfaced a little, but kept them in control enough with his sisters around.

(Flashback)

After Isshin had settled down a bit, he made his way to his only sons room. He was curious as to what Ichigo wanted to talk about.

"What are doing just standing there dad? Hurry up and get in here and shut the door," the orange haired young man said in a serious tone.

Without hesitation the father did just that. Picking up the hint Isshin got serious as well.

"What'd you want to talk to me about Ichigo," he more stated than asked. It couldn't be helped in this situation.

"A few things, but most important..." the hybrid started, "Karin is starting to see spirits, it won't be long before she sees me as a soul reaper...or worse, a Hollow."

"Ah," Isshin started. Looking down at the floor with his fingers on his chin in thought. Carefully considering his wording so as not to offend his son. "I see your point Ichigo, and I don't disagree. However I know she wouldn't listen to me and Masaki doesn't want them involved."

After going back and forth for awhile, Isshin conceded. He agreed to let Ichigo talk to his mother and try to convince her. It wouldn't be easy but if anyone could convince his wife it'd definitely be their first child.

(End Flashback)

"It's been weeks since that conversation and I still haven't talked to mom about it," he said to himself. It was definitely going to be a challenge he might not beat. His mother was just that stubborn.

(Hideout)

"So who's in favor of keeping an eye on the boy?" the unofficial leader, Shinji, asked.

Almost everyone was in agreement, excluding three people. After hearing he was a Soul Reaper in the discussion they had, they tuned out or straight up left.

Hiyori was among them. She could barely tolerate Urahara as it is, and he's an exile for saving them.

Next up was Kensei Muguruma. He stood at five foot, ten and a half inches tall. He had short white hair. He wore a dark blue muscle shirt, with white trim. Along with dark gray cargo pants tucked into military styled boots.

Lastly Mashiro Kuna. She stood five foot even. The woman had lime green hair that wasn't quite shoulder length. She wore a white jumpsuit with six or stripes over her stomach. She also sported orange gloves, boots and a scarf.

Those three were stubborn and really didn't trust outsiders. In tuning out or in Kensei's case, leaving. They missed the important part of the conversation.

"Well I guess majority rules," although he was disappointed at certain actions few took. Shinji was at least pleased that most agreed.

"So who is to be the one that watches the boy?" a giant man in a green suit, with buzzed pink and a bushy pink mustache questioned.

"Good question Hachi," Shinji stated, "any volunteers?"

Everyone left started looking at each other. They were all wondering who would want too. Only one person had any idea of who, and he was staring directly at the person.

"I will, sounds fun and I am the best at hiding my presence," came the voice of the only female still there and paying attention.

No one was really surprised. Lisa was too curious for her own good, which wasn't always a good thing. "Lisa, are you sure?" the man known as Hachi asked.

"Yeah, and to be honest..." she paused looking around at everyone there, excluding the other two women, "I'm surprised I'm the only one who wants too."

"What do you mean Lisa?" a man in a black suit, with the jacket open revealing a white shirt underneath. He hand long, flowing blonde hair.

The woman just shook her head, "You'll figure it out soon Rose."

(High School)

Ichigo had just arrived at School, he was still a bit early. He didn't really enjoy class that much but he still managed. Hell he was ultimately dead, but he didn't dare tell his friends that.

"Morning Ichigo," a very shy strawberry blonde said. She was in the School uniform. Which consisted of a white button up with a red neck tie of sorts. A gray mid thigh length skirt.

"What's up Orihime," the young man said as he was looking out the window. He was aware enough to know when someone greeted him but still in thought.

That's when Chad walked up and Chizuru grabbed a hold of Orihime. The two men couldn't help but feel sorry for her. That's when Ichigo's childhood hood friend appeared and almost knocked the class resident lesbian out.

"Thank you Tatsuki," the assaulted young woman said, while bowing. That's when the teacher showed up.

"Alright everyone take your seats. I have some important news," the teacher started. She was about to continue when she heard someone.

"Please don't let it be a quiz," the resident class clown repeated. His eyes were closed hands clasped together, almost as if he was praying.

"Shut up Keigo Asano, and just for you..." she paused to mull over her idea then smiled, "during your free period you'll come to my class and take a quiz."

"NOOOOOOO!!!" the poor boy whined. That's when Ichigo got up and thumped him on the head. Keigo went silent after that.

"Please continue Ms. Ochi," the orange haired male said kindly.

"Thank you Ichigo," the teacher said with sincerity. "Anyway class, we have a couple of new students joining us today."

That sure caught everyone's attention. Most were thankful that the resident 'badboy' knocked Keigo out. Though his antics were fun to watch.

With that announcement the teacher walked towards the door. Opening it slowly, she told the new students to come in. As they entered they all noticed one student staring off into space. Which struck them as odd.

"Alright you three please introduce yourselves," Ms. Ochi instructed kindly.

The first one to speak up was a young male, "Hello, I'm Uryu Ishida. It's a pleasure to be here," he had short black hair with bangs that ran the length of his face. He was in the same School uniform as the males. He also wore glasses that he adjusted on occasion.

The next to speak seemed to be very confident, "Hello, I'm Rukia Kuchiki. I hope some of us can be friends," she stood at four feet, eight and a half inches tall. Like every other female student the girl wore a similar uniform. Her black hair was a bit longer than shoulder length with a single bang running down the center of her face.

Finally the last person to speak was also a girl, "The names Lisa Yadomaru," was all she said. This one name was what broke Ichigo from his musings. He'd never actually seen her, but he had been told about in. In great detail no less by Urahara.

The other students all heard Ichigo's head turn as the last girl, Lisa, introduced herself. The only thought running through all their heads, including the teacher, was 'what does he know about this girl?'