The battle between the 13 Party and Student Council was now over, with the Student Council being the victors. Everyone crammed in the elevator, and things seemed to be normal. If you looked out of context it just looked like they were all friends. Ichigo was pushed to the left of the elevator, standing next to the General Affairs Manager Zenkichi Hitoyoshi. He had a strange look on his face, and it bothered Ichigo.

"Hey Hitoyoshi, you all right?" Ichigo asked.

He straightened his face, obviously trying to hide something. "Oh, yeah I'm fine" he replied. "I'm hungry, I was thinking of what's on the school menu." This was obviously a lie, but Ichigo didn't want to push.

The elevator ride was pretty quiet, just little chit chat here and there. Medaka had asked Miyakonojou to use Weighted Words to stop the fighting going on between the Plus Six and Loser Team, which he was more than happy to oblige. But what was next was truly terrifying.

When the elevator doors opened, it was something from a horror film. Both teams were skewered with giant screws, some pinned to the wall, some to the ground. It was horrific, in all of Ichigo's years as a Shinigami, he had never seen anything like it.

"What…The hell is this!?" Medaka said. "The Plus Six…Has been totally wiped out! Even the loser team… was beaten the same way… with no one left standing" she continued.

"What the hell is this…?" Zenkichi added. "What on earth could've happened for things to turn out like this? This couldn't be a double knockout, could it?"

"No, a double knock out wouldn't look like this" a new voice responded. Footsteps resonated from the hall. "All 13 people here are stabbed the exact same way with the same weapon. No matter what kind of special ability you have, there's no way you could end up stabbing yourself. This is definitely the work of a third party." The footsteps come closer, the echoing becoming more ominous. Ichigo felt a presence, something more evil than even the Arrancar. "I have no idea what their goal was in producing this half-assed scene here, but…"

"Who's there?" Hitoyoshi cried in desperation.

"Hey now! Don't jump to conclusions, please" the unknown continued. "They looked like this when I got here, so… this isn't my fault." The unknown revealed himself. He wore a basic black gakuran. His hair was black and disheveled, and he had blood all over his face. His hands were spread out, a giant screw in one hand, and his hands covered in blood. No matter what he said, the person in front of them was responsible, and he was dangerous. He didn't even seem human, he was more like a demon in human's skin. "Hey there Medaka-chan, it's me."

"Kumagawa!?" she said in surprise. This was the part that truly scarred everyone. Medaka had battled Ichigo and Miyakonojou like it was no problem. But this boy, this boy who looks like he couldn't walk two steps without tripping, was covered in blood, probably just killed several people, was talking like he did nothing wrong, and was scaring Medaka Kurokami. This was bad.

「I'm not sorry, because it's not my fault」he repeated.

"Kumagawa…Misogi!" Medaka repeated in fear.

This guy, Kumagawa, stuck his finger in the air in a sign of objection.「No, that's not right.」He said. 「I'm not Kumagawa Misogi. I'm his younger brother Kumagawa Yuki.」This had shocked everyone by how blatant a lie it was. 「Nope, I lied. Gotcha, Didn't I? Correct! You got it absolutely right! Anyway, I am Kumagawa Misogi! Not! 」Nobody knew how to react to this mysterious boy. He was an enigma. No one, not even Ichigo, could handle him.

"You've become such a lying bastard!" Medaka shouted in anger at the boy. The boy Kumagawa was wiping his face of the blood.

Yukuhashi found it strange how she couldn't read the boys mind. As if he had no heart to listen to. Naze turned to Hitoyoshi. "Hey, Hitoyoshi… who's that guy?" she asked. "If he's a friend from a while back, why'd he need to introdu…" but she noticed something mid-sentence. Zenkichi Hitoyoshi was shaking in fear. He tried his best to recover, trying to put on an act, but he couldn't stop shaking.

Ichigo watched the boy named Kumagawa. His reiatsu, it was evil. Not even a Hallow had such a demonic spiritual pressure. He watched as the boy harassed the other members of the Student Council. He had insulted/teased Akune, and Hitoyoshi, groped Kikajima, and at the same time repairing her clothes, and healing her wounds, and even healed Maguro's long established scars.

Ichigo was on guard, but then Kumagawa approached him. 「You don't seem like someone who belongs here」Kumagawa had said. 「You seem like the kind of person who should be in this story. Is what I would say if this was a manga, but it's not. But you seem different. You seem like an example of a stereotypical hero from Weekly Shonen Jump. A boring one at that, someone who would be popular at first, but then slowly be out done by some minor character.」Ichigo wanted to kill this man for some reason.

"Hey" Medaka said, trying to get Kumagawa's attention. "So, there's nothing in me for you? Kumagawa. I've waited a long time for this reunion and this chance. I've said everything I need to!"

「Huh? I told you Medaka-chan」Kumagawa replied. 「It's nothing really.」Medaka scowled at him. 「Ah! Maybe you're misunderstanding! I came to meet you guys! I was ambushing you alright! Ack! I'm so embarrassed! I'm being way too self-conscious. You guys have such a selfish way of thinking! You seem to think you're just so important, so you keep on living every day. So in-ter-est-ing.」

"If that's the case, why're you here?" Medaka asked. "Why on earth would you come here?"

「Yeah right right! Listen up, Medaka-chan! I am very troubled help me」Kumagawa said in a very faux tone of desperation. 「As a matter of fact, I transferred to Hakoniwa today. So, I had to greet the board chairman but I got lost. By any chance, could you tell me where I'd find the chairman's room? 」Zenkichi froze in terror. The fact that one of his childhood traumas was going to go to his school made him truly afraid.

"If I tell you where it is, you have to get out of here immediately" Medaka responded.

"Of course" Kumagawa said switching to his regular means of talking. "You know though, these things are useless."

"Is that so" Medaka responded. At this point the hatred was oozing out of her.

「You are so insistent. Just trust me」Kumagawa answered. Medaka was ready to do something, but was interrupted.

"Hey wait a sec, Kurokami. Don't jump to conclusions" Miyakonojou said. "Well, Kumagawa just suddenly appears, acting overly arrogant, right? I don't know the circumstances, nor do I know Kurokami and Maguro-kun's old friend. However, I do understand well mostly wanting to cling to your old friends. If you show me anything like that though, I'll make this kingly bastard retire! After all, you can't expect us not to take revenge!"

Kumagawa bent down, picking up one of the giant screws. 「However, I didn't do anything! But, I suppose I could try to understand your feelings, though, might I not have any?」

「Here, let me show you」 Kumagawa said, shoving the screw through his head. Everyone was too shocked by this. Never before had Ichigo seen anything this terrible, never had he seen someone so crazy, never had he seen such a monster. What's more was that Kumagawa continued to talk, like nothing was wrong.

「I guess I'll have to find the chairman's room by myself」Kumagawa continued. 「I have to find it by myself. Ah, by the way, Medaka-chan are you the class president? You're just like I was.」

"Yes, and I'll be sure to learn from your mistakes" Medaka spat at Kumagawa.

「Hmph. Well I'm cheering for you, good luck」and Kumagawa walked away. 「I'll see you tomorrow! BYE!」

(O)

Ichigo was walking, recapping the events that had happened. It was lucky that everyone that Kumagawa skewered were recovering, but Ichigo couldn't really understand it. He could tell all but one of them were dead, but it's like it never happened.

As for the other matters… well Ichigo didn't care that much. He didn't want to get to involved with the Student Council's business, so while the Flask Plan was on halt, Ichigo went to class. He didn't mind it all that much. He was with a whole bunch of other people he didn't know, but class wasn't terrible. The teacher was nice enough, she mostly taught health.

So Ichigo was walking when he encountered Hitoyoshi, running. "Yo, Hitoyoshi" Ichigo greeted. Zenkichi stopped in place.

"Ow, hey Kurosaki" he replied.

"Just call me Ichigo" Ichigo continued. "Why are you running?"

"I just had the worse day of my life to date" Hitoyoshi answered. "My mom transferred into my class! It was so embarrassing!" Zenkichi screamed.

Ichigo needed to process this. "Wait" he started. "One, how does that work. Did your mom have you when she was 13 or something?"

"No she's forty-two" Zenkichi answered. He took out his wallet and presented a picture to Ichigo. "It's because she looks like this." Said picture was of a woman, who looked no older than 10, with Zenkichi's same hair. This raised even more questions, and a horrified/shocked look on Ichigo's face.

"How… how does that work?" was all he could say.

"I know, and the way she acts is even worse" Zenkichi continues. "She always tries to fix my clothes and hair, corrects me when I'm wrong, eats lunch with me, and so much worse!"

As Zenkichi continued his rant Ichigo was popping a vein. He couldn't stand people who took their mothers for granted. As Zenkichi was continuing his rant, Ichigo lightly chopped him on the head.

"Don't you dare say those kind of things about your mother!" he scolded. "You should never say such things about your mother."

He was hesitant at first, mostly taken back, Zenkichi did respond. "Well, I bet you must have had a pretty chilled mom." This made Ichigo snap.

"My mom is dead" he said, deadpan. There was an awkward silence. Zenkichi had felt terrible for what he had said.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know" Zenkichi apologized. "I…I really can't say sorry enough. I can't imagine how hard it was for you. I mean my dad left me and my mom, but your mom died. I'm sorry."

Ichigo loosened up from this. He knew a lot of kids couldn't sympathize with him, especially because of how his mother had died, but he knew from instinct that Zenkichi was sorry. "It's okay."

"Zenkichi!" his mother cried out.

"Well you better get running" Ichigo told Zenkichi. "Even I can understand how hard a overbearing parent can be."

Zenkichi smiled, gave Ichigo a thumbs up, and ran.

"Hey have you seen my son?" Zenkichi's mother asked. Ichigo purposely pointed in the wrong direction, and she ran. Ichigo continued his walk back to his apartment. He came to a corner, and bumped into someone. Said someone plopped on the ground.

"I'm sorry, are you okay?" Ichigo asked. When he got a better look though, he went wide eyed. It was a girl, but not any girl. She had long orange hair, grey eyes, and a big bust. The clincher though, was that she was wearing his old school uniform, the Karakura High uniform.

"Orihime?" he said in a gasp. She looked up. It was Orihime Inoue.

"Kurosaki-kun" she replied, tears in her eyes. She jumped on him, and he embraced her. He didn't know how or why, but she was here. He spun her, happy to see her, then placed her down, and looked in her eyes.

"Orihime, why are you here?" Ichigo asked.

"I was offered a scholarship" she answered. "And since I knew you were here too, I couldn't say no." She let this sit for a moment. Then she got red in the face. "But I would have accepted even if you weren't here though. Not that I don't want you here. It's just…just that this way my aunt won't have to send money to me every week, and it's just so happen that you were here and-"

"Orihime" Ichigo interrupted. She ceased her rambling and looked at him. "I don't care, I'm just happy you're here." He hugged her one last time, unknown to him that she was blushing. He looked back at her. "What class are you in?"

"Oh, it's apparently this new class called Class Minus 13" she answered.

"What?" he asked.

「Oh, Orihime-chan, there you are.」Ichigo turned sharply and saw him. Kumagawa. 「My name is Kumagawa Misogi, I'm here to show you around.」

(A/N): Well, what you think about that. I bet only half of you saw that coming. I really wanted to throw the others in there too, but they didn't fit as well as Orihime did, because her powers are kind of minus like, though they do resemble Stands better when you think about it. Either way, I am going to start writing a lot more so look forward to it. I am also searching for a beta reader, and artist I can go to for submissions. I will pay the artist, not the beta. Anyway, ciaosu.