CHAPTER ONE: UNBROKEN

welp my first adopted story. sounds good let's start with hurricane

-Karakura Town-
In a small candy shop there sits eight people around a round table. Seven of the eight people have their eyes on one person.
He had blonde hair, a light green undershirt with a dark green coat over it, the atmosphere around him radiated intelligence and mystery. He just so happens to be the owner of the shop, Kiskue Urahara. He had a hat on his head that is casting a shadow on his face. His eyes and mouth are set in a frown as he watches the teen sitting across from him.
The said teen was almost glaring back with his red angry eyes. He had on a white button-up shirt, a tie over it, and blue jeans. His hair was styled in a semi-neat fashion. The back was flattened while the front had flaming red strands going in every direction. His name was Hiroshi Kurosaki.
To the teens left sat a teenage girl. She held her self with what obviously showed importance and grace. She had an almost Bob cut hairstyle and wore a yellow, spaghetti-strapped sundress. Her dark eyes were eyeing the blonde man with suspicion and curiosity, waiting for him to break the almost tense silence in the room. Her name is Rukia Kuchiki.
Beside her sat a teenage guy with red hair that was tied up in a messy ponytail. He had a bandana strapped right above his eyebrows, hiding the dark ink, tribal tattoos. His eyes where suspiciously watching the shopkeeper. He had on a white shirt that, ironically, had the words, Red Pineapple, printed on it and a pair of jeans. His name is Renji Abarai.
Beside him sat a tall, dark teen. He had dark brown hair that almost covered his eyes. He wore a school uniform a lot like Hiroshi's, the only exception being the tie. He had a necklace that held a gold ring like a charm on it, dangling from his neck. The brute's name is Yaustura (Chad) Sado.
Across from him sat a busty girl with long orange hair that had two flowerlike hairpins holding her hair in place. Her eyes were worried and curious with a little bit of cluelessness in them as she gazed at the shopkeeper.
Beside her sat a boy that looked no older than ten. He had wild white hair and ice colored eyes. He wore a normal black T-shirt and jeans. He appears to be a child but his eyes held that of knowledge, leadership, and a warrior. His eyes are cold as they watch the others in the room. His name is Toshiro Hitsugaya.
Beside him was a teenage boy with black hair that's brushed to one side. His eyes were behind square-shaped glasses. He wore a uniform similar to that of Hiroshi's and Chad's, complete with the tie. His eyes were that of a knowledgeable person. His name is Uryu Ishida.
After a few short tense seconds, the shopkeeper spoke. "So I called you guys here because I think we could use some help in the war."
Hiroshi grunted and rolled his eyes, which didn't go unnoticed by the other occupants in the room. Kiskue decided to continue. He knew that what he was going to say would anger the teen anyway.
"Before I continue any further, Hiroshi could you answer a question for me?"
"What?" Hiroshi snapped.
"How many siblings do you have? And if you could name them, please?"
Hiroshi's glare intensified as he answered through gritted teeth, "Two. Karin and Yuzu."
"Hmmm," the shopkeeper replied as he snapped a fan open to cover his mouth as his eyes watched the teen, "Aren't you forgetting someone?"
"No, I'm not. He is not related to me." Hiroshi replied as his glare intensified and he released killing intent towards the shopkeeper who didn't seem bothered by it.
"You did just admit that you didn't mention someone by denying it. Either way, if you hate him or not he is who I want to get help from." He couldn't say anything else as Hiroshi slammed his hands onto the table as he jumped to his feet.
"You will Not!"
"If you don't agree you can leave. No one is forcing you to stay."
Hiroshi glared at the shopkeeper as he stomped out of the room slamming every door he walked through as he left.
"What was that about?" Renji asked as he turned his attention to the shopkeeper.
"And what do you mean he forgot to mention a sibling?" Asked Toshiro.
"That was about his sibling. To explain I'll have to start from the beginning. Hiroshi has a younger twin brother named Ichigo." At this, the rest of their eyes widened. "I'm sure you all know the story of what happened to Hiroshi's mother. Well, Ichigo was there as well. Except Ichigo was the one who was lured first."
"So he was-" Rukia started but cut herself off.
"Yes, Ichigo was blamed for their mother's death by Hiroshi. Something else happened on that day besides their mother dieing. Ichigo died and left his body, but luckily the paramedics brought him back. Somehow. I witnessed them bringing him back it should have been impossible, his soul chain was cut."
The Soul Reapers and humans eyes widened as they listened, "But that would mean that he was completely dead, how did they bring him back?!" Uryu questioned.
"...I'm not exactly sure what happened. I watched as his soul chain reformed itself and then there were a blinding light and next thing I know the paramedics are announcing that Ichigo was alive." He let that set in before he spoke again.
"But there is something else that I thought strange at the time. Right before the chain connected to his body, soul reaper robes appeared on him. They were only there for an instant but I'm pretty sure that they were there." The room's occupants didn't say anything for a while.
After a few more minutes Kiskue continued, "At first I thought I saw wrong, but I still kept an eye on him. Eventually, after about six months I saw him outside of his body, with a Zanpokuto, fighting a low level hollow. He defeated The room's occupants it and re-entered his body. It wasn't a Gigai or a dead body, it was a living, breathing human body. His body."
"How?! How is that possible?!" Orihime asked surprise covering her features, as well as the rest of the people in the room.
"I don't know he never told me. After a year he came to my shop, covered in bruises for some reason, he told me he knew that I had been watching him, and he somehow knew I was a soul reaper. I asked him how he knew that and he just said: " Zangetsu told me!" I don't know who that was until he asked if I had somewhere he could practice with Zangetsu.
I led him to the basement and just watched him. Zangetsu turned out to be is Zanpokuto. Evidently, Zangetsu had been training him on how to be a soul reaper. Or at least that's what I gathered from the one-sided conversation."
"One-sided?" Chad asked.
"Yes, quite amusingly the kid knew the basics of Kido, but he talked out loud when he talked to his Zanpokuto."
Rukia and Renji snorted and snicker at that, Toshiro had a glint of amusement in his eyes.
"How old was he at the time?" Toshiro asked.
"He was 11." All of there eyes widened. "He started coming over so often that he would stay here during the weekends. I couldn't figure out why his father didn't seem to care and that his older brother hated him. Well, that's till I found him being beaten up by Hiroshi. Hiroshi didn't even see me when he left.
It took hours for me to finally get the answer out of Ichigo. Hiroshi hated him and blamed him for their mother's death, and probably still does. His father hasn't noticed because all his focus was on his daughters and a dead wife. "
Orihime's hand flew to her mouth as tears started falling from her eyes, the rest of the teens had wide eyes that were filled with anger and surprise.
"When he was twelve he came here one day and thanked me and apologized. I didn't know why at the time but he left the next day. I couldn't find him anywhere. Isshin didn't seem to notice and Hiroshi seemed happy about it."
A bang was heard as Renji's fist collided with the table, "I've always hated that idiotic Hiroshi, but this is over the edge."
"Yes and I thought so as well. Ichigo would call every once and a while but would never say if he was coming back to Karakura or not so I don't bring it up. He is happy where he is and he deserves that much."
"...So what do you want us to do?" Asked Uryu.
"Well since he is a strong fighter now, and there is no way Hiroshi could match him, and with the threat of the Espada on the horizon we would need his help. I want you seven to go to his school as students, become his friends and try to persuade him to help in the war."
"Why can you ask him?" Toshiro questioned, "You did say that he calls you every once and a while."
"Yes he does but he won't come if just one person asks, much less me."
They sweat dropped at that, "That actually makes sense." Rukia said.
"I already asked Soutaicho for permission so all I need is your agreement to go."
"I'll go," Renji said, followed by the others agreeing. "Are we going to tell Hiroshi?"
"Let's not tell that jerk. I'd rather not deal with that idiot." Chad responded only to receive around on nods.
"Alright, I guess I should tell you a little bit about him. Ichigo goes to Greenville Institute, has orange hair and brown eyes, and has two hobbies."
The teens in the room raised their eyebrows as they watched Kiskue pull out a little computer, "This is one of them. Who knows of a street dancing group called The Mob?"