September 30, 2013

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or Freezing. Bleach is the property of Tite Kubo, TV Tokyo, Dentsu, Viz Media, and Studio Pierrot. Freezing is owned by Dall-Young Lim, Kill Time Communication, and A.C.G.T.

Author's Note: Ladies and gents, I give you Chapter 2.

I got mostly positive review last chapter, except that some people said that I got Ichigo a little OOC. Sorry about that, while I was writing Chapter 2, I did think I was making Ichigo a little whiny. I hope I fixed that in this chapter. Also, someone asked me why the Soul Society hasn't done anything about the Nova problem. That question with be answered in this chapter.

I hope I did better on this chapter, so please enjoy. (Dang, you said "chapter" a lot.)

Chapter 2: Enter Ichigo Kurosaki

Edited Version

"Yes, please come in."

Kisuke turned the doorknob and the pair walked inside. The first thing Ichigo notice, when he walked through the door, was the woman sitting behind the desk at the end of the room. The woman looks as if she was in her mid fifties and wore clothing that suggested she was a member of the Church. Her calm face and kind smile gave Ichigo a sense of ease.

"Mr. Urahara, it's good to see you." She smiled at him. "It feels like ages since I've last seen you."

"Yeah, sorry about that." he laughed lightly and scratched his chin. 'I've been so busy with work, that I haven't been able to find any free time." Ichigo rolled his eyes. Busy? Sure.

"That's perfectly understandable . You're a very busy man, and with the threat of Nova rising, I too have had my hands full." She turn to Ichigo and looked the boy up and down. "You must be the new student Mr. Urahara recommended."

"Yes ma'am." He gave her small bow. "Ichigo Kurosaki."

"Ichigo here," Kisuke patted the teen's back. "was the one I wrote to you about. He recently arrived to this town yesterday, and I'd think he'd make a very good student here." He gave Ichigo a nudge. "Right?"

Ichigo shot Kisuke a glare, before quickly turning back to the principal. "Yes of course. Mr. Urahara said with my skills, West Genetics would be the perfect school for me." He forced himself to form a smile. "So here I am."

"Well we are always happy to have a new student attend our school. Though, there are a few things I need to clear up on with Mr. Urahara, before you can attend."

Kisuke chuckled and played with the brim of his hat. "Ask away."

"Well for starters.." Sister Margaret looked over at a pile of paper that covered her desk. She turned over several before pulling a slightly crumpled up one. She held it up. "The letter you sent me. Besides his name and the fact he was a "special" power, the letter lacked a large amount of needed information. Without it, I'm afraid Ichigo will not be able to attend West Genetics."

"Of course of course. I was in such a rest while writing it, I forgot to add his personal information. What kind of information do you need?"

"Well there is paper work his parents or guardian will need to sign. Are you in some way related to him Kisuke?"

"Kisuke?!" Ichigo choked. "No way in H-!" Ichigo was cut off by Kisuke's hat gagged in his mouth. The former captain kept the striped hat firmly in place with his hand "Mmhmmf!"

"He's my nephew." Kisuke replied, as innocent as he could. Ichigo eye's nearly bulged out of his head. His nephew? Kisuke his uncle? Oh God no!

"Well then you can fill out his paper work." Kisuke removed his hat and placed it on top of his head, while Ichigo took some needed breaths. Urahara grabbed the pile of papers the headmistress handed him and looked over them. He whistled. "Whoa, good think you're worth it Ichigo. I'm going to be up late tonight" He glanced up from the paperwork. "Anything else?"

"Just some personal questions that I'd like to ask him." She turned to Ichigo. "I like to know my new students. Would you mind me asking you some questions?"

Ichigo shrugged and nodded. "I don't mind. I'm an open book."

She folded her hands. "Well then, how old are you Ichigo?"

"I'm seventeen, and this'll be my Senior year." It was true, Ichigo had started his Senior year when he had awakened his Fullbring. He was about a quarter through before Kisuke's "accident" sent him here. Ichigo stiffened. Would he have to finish his Highschool days in the future?

"A fourth year. I'm surprised you decided to transfer this late in your schooling. What Genetics school had you been attending before coming here?"
Ichigo came up with an answer quickly. "I've never been to a Genetics school before?" I surprised look flashed across Sister Margaret's face.

"You've never been to a Genetics school?" Ichigo shook his head. "But Mr. Urahara said you had a special skill."

Ichigo shot Kisuke a look, who only ignored him as he continued signing papers. "I do have a "special" skill, if that's what you want to call it."

"Would you like him to demonstrate it?" Urahara asked, catching both Ichigo and Sister Margaret off guard. "Showing you would be a lot easier than trying to explain it." He pointed at the orange haired teen. "Show her Ichigo."

The headmistress stared as Ichigo held out his hand and pointed his palm towards the ground. As his hand began to glow blue, the Freezing field spread out across the room. Sister Margaret let out a gasp of surprise. This freezing field was different. It was strong, possibly as strong or stronger than Kazuya Aoi's. Besides it's strength, most freezing fields left anyone trapped in them feel large amounts of pain and pleasure, but this one just made the headmistress feel numb.

"I think that's enough of that one Ichigo," Kisuke said. "I'm starting to lose feeling in my legs."

Ichigo closed his palm and the blue field disappeared. The headmistress took some well needed breaths to recover, before raising her eyes to the boy. "Quite impressive Mr. Kurosaki. I do not believe I've ever felt a Freezing field that powerful. And you did that without having a Ereinbar Set?"

"An Ereinbar Set?" Ichigo questioned. "What's that?"

A shocked look appeared on Sister Maragret's face, but Kisuke quickly stepped in. "An Ereinbar Set is the link between a Pandora and a Limiter." He explained. "Usually a Limiter is only able to create a Freezing area when the he and his Pandora are connected. You are one of the rare exceptions."

"No kidding?" He looked down at his palm. In the last twenty-four hours, he'd been introduced to a completely different time. On top of getting new powers, he had to fight a new enemy. 'When will I get some freaking peace?' Ichigo pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance. Kisuke was going to be the death of him.

"Uh? Ichigo?"

"Yeah Urahara?" Ichigo questioned. "What?"

"You need to show her your other skill,"

"You mean Zangestu?" The shop owner nodded.

Sister Margaret looked back and forth between the two. "Excuse me, what skill do you mean? Does Mr. Kurosaki's Freezing area have another ability?"

Kisuke chuckled much to the headmistress' confusion. "Not his Freezing area. This ability of his, is what makes my dear nephew a very special case. Hit it Ichigo."

Ichigo raised out his right hand. "Zangestu." In an instant, a black and white butcher knife shaped blade materialized. Ichigo noticed the shocked look on Sister Margret's face, and gave awkward shrug. "This is Zangestu."

Kisuke reached over an gave her should a small shake. "Please snap out of it ma'am."

She snapped out of her daze with wide eyes. "Never would I have believed a Limiter could summon a Volt Weapon. I didn't think it was possible." She continued to stare at awe at Zangestu. "A Freezing area and a Volt Weapon."

"Do you still want him?" Kisuke joked.

"Of course. With Mr. Kurosaki's power, we will have a very powerful advantage over the Nova."

Kisuke nodded and reached down to Ichigo's duffel bag. He reached in and pulled out a bundle of clothes. "Because of Ichigo's...strange power, being somewhat of a mix between Pandora and Limiter, there are certain requirements he must have."

Sister Margaret gave a questioning look. "Such as?"

He unfolded the bundle of clothes and held up a black vest and t-shirt, along with a pair of black jeans. On the breast pocket of the vest, there was strange symbol and the words West Genetics.

"This is Ichigo's school uniform." Urahara explained. Ichigo had Zangestu fade away before grabbing the black vest and inspect it. He had to admit, it did look badass.

"But why does Mr. Kurosaki need this uniform? Wouldn't the normal male uniform suit him well enough?" The headmistress asked.

"Because of the nature of Ichigo's powers, he needs special equipment to help him control his powers. I designed this uniform so that it would help Ichigo control and use his powers safely."

The headmistress sighed in defeat. "Very well then. Mr. Kurosaki."

"Yes ma'am?"

"You will be wearing Mr. Urahara's uniform for the rest of the school year. If it is as important as he says, then it is important that you wear it."

"It's alright by me, I don't mind wearing it."

Kisuke looked down at his watch and whistled. "Sure is getting late." He sat the signed papers on the desk. "Will that be all Sister Margaret? If it is, I'd like to walk Ichigo to his dorm room."

She looked over the papers before nodding. "I believe so, thank you gentlemen." She reached into her desk drawer and pulled out a card key. "Here is the key to Room 104 in the Fourth Year dorm. You have the room to your self, so you should be comfortable there." She handed the key to the orange haired teen, who slid it into his pocket.

"What about my class schedule?" Ichigo asked.

"Just report to your home room in Room 245. That will be your first class of the day, and your teacher will give you your schedule."

"Then you're good to go Ichigo." Kisuke slapped him of the shoulder. "Let's get your stuff to your room so that you can get some rest." He tipped his hat at the headmistress. "It was a pleasure seeing you again Sister Margaret."

"You as well. I hope you stay in contact, Genetics needs brilliant men like you to help in the fight against the Nova."

Kisuke turned towards the door and chuckled. "Well I'll be a telephone ring away if you need anything. Let's go Ichigo." He opened the door and Ichigo followed close behind.

"Not bad at all," Ichigo breathed as he looked around the dorm room. "I could get use to this."

The room contained two beds, two small dressers, and a closet. To the side of the room was a small door that lead to the bathroom. A two person room being used by one Substitute Soul Reaper. Things could be worst.

Ichigo tossed his duffel bag on the closest bed before turning to Kisuke, who was looking around with an amused smile. "What's so funny?"

"What do you mean?" The former captain asked as innocently as he could. "I'm just admiring the room that you got through connections." He got a kick out of that last part.

"Don't do me any favors," Ichigo snapped. "I didn't exactly ask to be injected with Stigmata and attend this damn school."

Kisuke just laughed as the tick marks on the teen's head multiplied. "It's for the best," he finally replied. He wiped a tear from his eye. "You really don't understand how much of a threat the Nova are."

Ichigo shrugged. "I've been in 2065 for about a day, and "Nova" is just a word to me. If they're such a threat, why hasn't the Soul Society done anything about it?"

Urahara stiffened, but quickly regained his usual expression. "There are a number of reasons."

"Like what?"

"For starters, we Soul Reapers are only supposed to deal with problems that deal with the after life. Keeping balance between the dead and the living is our job. Wars in the World of the Living does not count." His eyes showed out from beneath his hat. "You on the other hand are an exception."

The substitute Soul Reaper raised an eyebrow in question. "What do you mean?"

"You are a resident of the World of the Living, yet your powers connect you to the Soul Society. You are a part of two worlds and as such, you can fight conflicts that either world faces."

Ichigo glanced at the ground and sighed. Rukia had said once that he would have the burden of being part of two worlds. More and more, he was slowly realizing what that meant.

"Well anyway, I think I'll see myself off." He tipped is hat at Ichigo and turned the doorknob. "See you in a couple months Ichigo."

"Hey wait a minute," Ichigo yelled. He ran over and grabbed Kisuke's wrist. "Where the hell are you going?"

"Back home. Where else would I go?"

Ichigo's scowl deepened. "Let me get this straight. Your just going to drop me off at a school, have a little chit chat, and then just leave."

"...Pretty much. You have my cell number if you need anything." He prided Ichigo's fingers off his wrist and continued out the door. "You'll be fine. Just do your homework, don't knock up any girls, and don't get killed. Also, it might be best if you just use your Freezing area and have everyone thing you're just a Limiter." He gave the teen a thumbs up. "Hang in there my boy." With that, he closed the door behind him.

Ichigo Kurosaki stood there in a daze before shaking his head. "Am I screw or what?" He looked over at the alarm clock on the dresser groaned. 11:05 P.M.

Ichigo quickly pulled off his shirt and jumped in his bed. If he didn't get any sleep, he wouldn't be worth anything in the morning. He reached over and set his alarm for six o'clock before switching of the lights.

'No point in letting my mind wander,' Ichigo thought as he closed his eyes. 'Just go to sleep..."

"Morning Arnett. Did you sleep well?"

The red head Pandora looked up from her arms, to see Elizabeth standing over her desk. The blonde British Pandora had an amused smile on her face. Arnett replied with a frown. "That's not funny Elizabeth."

"I think it is." Arnett just groaned and rested her head back on her arms. Elizabeth settled down in the desk next to her and rested her head in her palm. "What happened to you last night?"

"I had another failed Room Entry will Morrison last night." Arnett mumbled. "I got so nervous, that I got drunk before he even got there." She let out another groan. "In short, he didn't come in and I got a hangover."

"Cheer up." Elizabeth rubbed the red head's shoulder. "I heard we're getting a new student today. Should be interesting to find out who he or she is."

"Unless it's a doctor with a cure for the hangover, I don't care."

The blonde Pandora just laughed and patted her friends head. "You'll survive."

"Maybe." Both Elizabeth and Arnett looked up to see Attia looking smugly at them. "Another failed Room Entry Arnett?"

"Shut up. I'm not in the mood for your crap."

"Alright everyone, settle down and get in your seat." The teacher, Yu-Mi Kim, walked into the room and stopped in front of her desk. "I have an announcement to make, and I'd like everyone's attention."

"We'll talk later," Attia said before hurrying to her seat. Arnett gave a half shrug before settling her eyes on the teacher.

Ms. Kim cleared her throat and motioned for someone at the door. "Everyone, I'd like you all to meet our new transfer student."

Arnett's eyes widened when a tall boy walked through the door. The boy was about her age, maybe older, and was tall and lean. He wore a black vest, with the West Genetics logo on the breast pocket, over a black t-shirt; along with matching black jeans. The thing that really made him stand out the most had to be his orange hair. Never in her life had Arnett seen someone with orange hair like his. The strange thing was the fact he could pull it off.

"Hello," the boy said with a slight scowl on his face. "My name is Ichigo Kurosaki." Ms. Kim handed him a piece of chalk, and he wrote it on the board before turning back to the class. "It's nice to meet." He gave them a small bow.

"Thank you Mr. Kurosaki, you may take a seat where every one is available." Yu-Mi stated. Ichigo nodded and headed down the middle aisle. All around her, Arnett could hear the whispers of the other Pandora's.

"Oh my God, he's so cute."

"Maybe a little, but he also looks kinda scary."

"That orange hair suits him well. He looks really hot."

"I've never seen a black West Genetics uniform like that, he nearly must be special."

Arnett's eyes followed him as he walked down the aisle and took a seat by the window. His slight scowl remained intact as he opened up his book bag and took out a pencil.

"Something caught your eye?" Arnett heard Elizabeth ask from beside her. She ignored her and continued staring at the orange-haired boy. She was right though. The new transfer student was interesting.

'So a Erienbar Set does that...and a Volt Weapon is this...' Ichigo gripped the notebook, sweat pouring down his face. 'Why doesn't any of this make sense?!'

The Substitute Soul Reaper let out a heavy sigh and snapped the book shut as the school bell rang. The other students shuffled out of the classroom while he slung his book bag over his shoulder and walked over to Ms. Kim. "Uh... ma'am?"

"Yes Mr. Kurosaki?" she turned from the blackboard. "Do you need something?"

"Sister Margaret told me I'd get my schedule this period."

"Oh course, the Student Council President should be around shortly to give you a tour of the campus and your schedule."

"The Student Council President?"

The teacher nodded. "She's in charge of showing the new students around the school." She looked over Ichigo's shoulder and smiled. "Her she is now."

"Sorry I'm late," a cheery voice apologized. "You must be the new transfer student, Ichigo Kurosaki."

Ichigo turned around to see a brunette girl with should length hair, standing in the door. Next to her, stood another girl with long black hair. The brunette gave Ichigo a friendly smile. "Sorry to keep you waiting. My name is Chiffon Fairchild, the Student Council President." She waved her had towards the black haired girl. "This is Vice President Ticy Phenyl."

"Ichigo Kurosaki." He gave them one of his rare smiles. "So I guess you're my tour guide for the day."

"Looks like it," Chiffon replied. "I'm looking forward to it. I've never had to give a Fourth Year a tour of the school grounds before. Should be interesting." Turn and beckoned him towards the door. "We have a lot to ground to cover, so we better get a move on."

"Alright than." The orange haired teen adjusted the bag on his shoulder. "Lead the way..."

"Did you guys hear?!" Hiragi shook Arthur furiously, while a stunned Kazuya sat next to him. The two boys had been quietly reading in study hall till Hiragi charged and began shaking Arthur will excitement. "Well did you?"

Kazuya snapped out of his shock. "Uhm no. What were we suppose to hear? Did they move finals up earlier or something?"

"Uh no." She gave him a "are you brain dead" look. "I'm talking about the new transfer student, that everyone this morning has been talking about. The new student is a guy, and he was in Combat History class first period."

"And so?"

"What do you mean "so"?" Kaho released Arthur, who crumpled to the floor. "He's a super hot Fourth Year student. I know Pandoras are supposed to pick Limiter younger than themselves, but I don't mind breaking tradition for this guy."

Kazuya's sweatdropped. "Have you even seen this guy yet?"

"As a matter of fact, I have. I saw him in the hall last period being led around by Ms. Chiffon." Hiragi winked. "And he's as cute as the rumors said."

Kazuya just shook his head in amazement. Seeing Kaho this excited reminded him of how excited she'd been about Prom. "So you're really interested in this guy, even though he's a lot older than you?"

She placed her hands on her hips stubbornly. "Of course. He's no any regular Limiter."

"What do you mean?"

"Well I'm not exactly sure, but you know how the Untouchable Queen has a special school uniform?" Kazuya nodded. "Well this new student had one too. He that this black uniform that made him look very cool. With a uniform like that, he must be special."

"I guess." The Limiter looked down at Arthur whose eyes were still rolling around in his head. "You think he'll be alright?"

The First Year Pandora glanced down at the blonde teen and waved him off. "He'll be fine..."

"Where does this hallway lead? Ichigo followed a couple of paces behind Chiffon and Ticy. They had been walking all day around campus, showing the shocked teen just how big the school really was. From the classroom and cafeteria to the gym and outside gardens, Ichigo could tell money hadn't been a problem.

"Past the door up a head is the pool." Ticy replied. She had spoken much to Ichigo, but when she did, she was very polite and quiet.

"This school has an indoor pool?" Ichigo breathed. Who ever built this school must have been really loaded. "Does everyone get to use it?"

"Only the upper class man; Third and Fourth Years." Chiffon stated as they neared the end of the hallway. "Some of my friends should be inside right. I'd like you to meet them."

Ichigo hesitated a moment before shrugging. "Sure."

Chiffon smiled and pressed the glass door opened, and the trio proceeded. The sight inside made Ichigo's jaw go slack..

"I brought a guest everyone."

Ingrid Bernstein looked over her shoulder at the sound of the President's voice, and saw her along with Ticy and a orange-haired boy walk in. As soon as he saw her and the other Third Year girls in the pool, the boy's jaw dropped and his face turned scarlet. "What...the...what is..?"

"It's the new transfer student from this morning." Elizabeth said, stepping out of the pool. "Ichigo Kurosaki right?"

Ingrid watched as the boy named Ichigo quickly averted his eyes from Elizabeth, as she stood in front of him completely naked, as if she didn't have any shame in the world. The blonde's habbit of swimming nude only cause the orange haired teens face to go redder.

Elizabeth just chuckled. "It's not polite to not look someone in the eye while they're talking to you," she mused.

"Uh-uh sorry," Ichigo sputtered. "It's just...well." He shot her a quick glance and gulped. "You're naked."

"So his an innocent one," Attia laughed lightly. "From the way you look and dress, I'd never would have guessed that."

"Whats that suppose to mean?" Ichigo looked over at the short Pandora, making sure to keep a solid line of sight solely on her. "And who are you anyway?"

"Attia Simmons," she announced proudly. "Sixth-ranked Third Year."

"My name is Creo Brand," the tanned skinned German introduced herself. Beside her, Arnett spoke up. "I'm Arnett McMillian, nice to meet you Ichigo Kurosaki."

Ingrid cleared her throat. "You can call me Ingrid, Ingrid Bernstein."

"And I'm sure you're already familiar with Elizabeth Mabily," Chiffon teased, making the embarrassed Substitute glare at her. "She's ranked second out of all the Third Year Pandora."

Elizabeth smiled and winked. "Nice to meet you Ichigo. Welcome to West Genetics Academy. I hope you'll be very comfortable and happy here..."

A/N: O.K. I'm going to start with the excuse for the long wait. It's been about a month since my last update, and I'm really sorry about that. Since school started up I've had little time to write, and any free time I have I'm to tired to write.

I decided to make Ichigo a Fourth Year, mostly because he's suppose to graduate high school this year and I'm setting the stage for future stories.

I've decided to put my other stories on hold so that I can focus my attention on this one. Hopefully you guys will get more that one chapter a month.

Also tell me if it feels like I rushed the ending of this chapter. It may have been a little sloppy, but not to bad. Please leave a review, and follow/favorite if you haven't. There's another new poll up. Later.