Ichigo Kurosaki, when hearing that name what would you think? The ever so clever strawberry punk from Karakura high? The protector of Karakura town in the Winter War? Resident Substitute Shinigami? If you had chosen any of these, you would have been correct since there was no wrong answer. Since he was all three and much more. Although until recently, he hadn't known about his mother's side of the family, where they came from, what their history was since he had never asked. He didn't have to ask to find out, his father practically forced it down his throat with giving him no objections on the matter... boy was he pissed.

Sitting in a luxury private jet, with anything he could possibly ask for and he was pissed off to the extreme! Probably the only person who could be pissed off in such luxury, seriously there were two maids aboard sitting awkwardly across from him, not knowing what to do as he had refused every offer from them.

It had all started at the start of the week, Ichigo had gotten home from school to see his father on the phone having a somewhat heated conversation, wasn't odd, Isshin usually had heated conversations with anyone who called him, most of it being Ishida's father more than half the time with complaints about stealing his patients. His dad needed more friends that was for sure, then maybe he wouldn't bug Ichigo or his daughters all the time. Simply ignoring the conversation he headed for his room not before his father had called out to him.

"Ichigo! Hold up a minute." Ichigo stopped in the hall to see his father hanging up the phone and running a hand across his stumbled chin thinking things over his mind. "It's about time I tell you some things about your mother."

That was how it had all started. He learnt that his mother's maiden name was Kurosaki, not his father's, that's not what surprised him most of all though, what did was that before Masaki had met Isshin in a way his father had tiptoed around, she had changed her name to Kurosaki from something else, a name that was powerful in the world of the living, a name that held power in it if heard by the right people.

Arima.

Ichigo's real name was Ichigo Arima... fuck that! He wasn't about to change his name just because some bozos wanted him to. No he was going to go punch the crap out of someone for even thinking about what they had told his father. Hence why he was on a private jet with the Arima logo on the side. To punch some unlucky bastard in the face and make his way home ready for the next school day. However... things don't always go as planned for one Ichigo Kurosaki. You see there was something Ichigo believed in and that was that everyone was out to get him. If it wasn't his old man, it was his boss and if it wasn't his boss it was Kisuke Urahara, and if it wasn't Kisuke Urahara it was someone hell bent on world domination, either way someone was always out to get him. And he wasn't far off with that thought.

As the plane pulled into the private airport, Ichigo glared out the small window to his left to see it dark, well obviously it was going to be dark, he had left at eight pm in Karakura and it was a three hour flight to the city. His eyes shot to the two maids sitting across form him dressed in Victorian style made uniforms, both glanced at one another before standing up.

"Please come this way Kurosaki-sama." The first said making Ichigo's scowl increase before standing up and walking along the aisle of the plane towards the door which one of the pilots were opening for him. As he started down the fold out staircase that was attached to the inner side of the door, he stopped and looked back to see the two maids bowing.

"We hope you enjoyed your flight Kurosaki-sama." With a growl he turned and continued down the stairs, when they had first addressed him when he stepped onto the plane it had been by Arima-sama, he glared at them and told him his name was Kurosaki not Arima, both had nodded and called him Kurosaki-sama, even though he told them to call him Ichigo, both refused. He stood at the bottom of the step and looked out to see a car pulling up and he frowned as it was a limo. He stopped not far from him and he watched as the door opened only for another maid to step out and he frowned.

"Arima-sama, it's a pleasure to meet you." She bowed.

"My name's not Arima." Ichigo told her. "It's Kurosaki, just call me Ichigo." She looked up at him and then to the two nervous maids still on the plane.

"Kurosaki-sama?" She questioned.

"Ichigo." She tilted her head to the side slightly.

"Ichigo-sama?"

"Drop the honorific." He told her before she stood up straight and shook her head.

"I cannot do that Ichigo-sama." She told him sternly. "Calling the Master by his name is not imaginable!" Ichigo groaned before she stepped to the side and held her hand out to the open door. "If you would Ichigo-sama. Your room awaits."

"Room?" Ichigo questioned. "I thought we were going to see Isshin Arima?" Ichigo questioned making the maid hesitate slightly.

"Arima-sama will be resting at this time Ichigo-sama." She told him. "We shall take you to your room and will then in the morning after both of you have had enough rest you can speak with Arima-sama." She told him. Ichigo rubbed his forehead in irritation, the plane ride actually taking it out of him, both physically and mentally as he had paced the plane several times mulling his thoughts over. "Shall we go?" She questioned. Ichigo sighed before nodding and entering the limo and sliding across the leather seat, the maid following in after him and closing the door. "Oh, how rude of me." She smiled at him. "I haven't introduced myself, I'm Yuu Fujikura. It's a pleasure to meet you." She told him.

"Yeah..." He trailed off as the Limo started to move, he slouched down in his seat and stared out the window as the street lights passed by, showering him in light as they passed one.

"Arima-sama, he is very happy to meet you." Yuu told him making Ichigo turn his attention up to her to see her sitting straight and looking forward. "Recently his last remaining daughter passed away, along with her entire family. You and your sisters are his only living relatives." Yuu told him. "Arima-sama explained to me that it was very hard to find you."

"Even so." Ichigo told her turning his attention back out the window. "I'm not an Arima, I'm a Kurosaki. I don't plan on staying." He saw from the corner of his eye the slightly shocked expression on the maid's face but he ignored it and continued to stare out the window.

When the Limo pulled up to a stop Yuu opened the door and stepped out before Ichigo's own door was opened by the driver making him huff in annoyance, was he incapable of opening his own door now? With an annoyed sigh he stepped out of the long vehicle the driver nodding to him slightly before following Yuu who had walked around the back of the car to the door of the massive house.

"I think this place is bigger than my school..." Ichigo thought to himself as he stared up at the massive building. Yuu turned and stared at him for a moment before opening the door.

"Welcome..." Ichigo could tell she wanted to say home but didn't want to make him any more annoyed than he already was. Ichigo walked forward and his eyes widened as he saw over a hundred maids all bowing to him.

"WELCOME HOME MASTER!" They all chanted making Ichigo groan and look over his shoulder to see Yuu gave him an apologetic look. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, he couldn't get up them, from what he could tell this was how they operated.

"Ichigo-sama, prefers not to be called Master. Please address him as Ichigo-sama." Yuu called out to the other maids making them all look at one another before bowing once more.

"Welcome home Ichigo-sama!" Yuu led Ichigo up the staircase and down a long corridor, his attention was brought to the skylight above his head showing the moon and he frowned before looking back in front of him to see Yuu having stopped and turned to face him, a small smile on her face as she gestured to the room to her left.

"This is your room, right next to mine." She told him making him look down the hall to see another door not far from his own. "If there is anything you need don't hesitate to call, just use the phone within the room and dial two." She told him. Ichigo nodded and scratched at his cheek awkwardly.

"Look, I uh... I'm really sorry for how I've been acting, I've been an ass." Ichigo told her but she shook her head with a smile.

"It's quite alright Ichigo-sama." She told him. "Arima-sama was aware of your personality. Not that I'm saying anything is wrong with your personality, it's just different from what we're used to dealing with is all. It is by no means any trouble Ichigo-sama." She bowed. "As maids we're trained to deal with anything our Master requires." Ichigo sighed before smiling slightly.

"Well I'm sorry, you won't have to deal with it for much longer. I'll be gone by tomorrow." Yuu frowned slightly before nodding.

"Of course Ichigo-sama, is there anything else you require for this evening? Bed clothes or needing help to be changed?"

"I can change myself." Ichigo told her and she nodded. She turned and walked towards her own room making Ichigo sigh before opening the bedroom door and walking in only to stop at the sheer size of the room. It was almost as big as the floor plan of his house in Karakura, well it wasn't that big but it was pretty damn close! Over to the far side was a desk which looked highly out of place in the massive room, it was placed next to a large window that opened out into a balcony, a wardrobe, probably a walk in along with a bed that had its own canopy, the rest of the room was bare leaving a large amount of space. He groaned as he closed the door behind him and walked over to the bed.

"Why is everything so big when it comes to the rich?" He sat down on the edge of the bed before laying back. "It's really soft..." He sighed and closed his eyes drifting off into sleep.

"Ichigo-sama, wake up Ichigo-sama." A voice called making Ichigo groan and roll over away from the voice and into the softness of the mattress, it was nothing like his bed back in Karakura. "Ichigo-sama, it's time to go see Arima-sama." Yuu called out again as she nudged Ichigo's shoulder, with a groan Ichigo sat up and half glared at the person who woke him up to see Yuu kneeling on the bed with a small smile. "Good morning Ichigo-sama." She greeted him.

"What's good about it?" Ichigo questioned through a mumble, wanting to roll back over and go to sleep, but only got a smile in return as another two maids pulled the blankets back off of him as Yuu stepped off the bed. He glanced at the two maids that were now standing by his bed and raised an eyebrow wandering what they wanted.

"They are here to dress you Ichigo-sama." Yuu said before he was pulled up from the soft confines of the mattress before he could protest, his shirt was pulled over his head and his pants were pulled down to his ankles. Both maids blushed and stared.

"Oh my..." The first said with a blush.

"I can dress myself!" Ichigo growled reaching down and pulling his pants back up.

"But Ichigo-sama..." The second maid said before she met Ichigo's glare.

"Out!" Ichigo roared making both maids pout before leaving Ichigo and Yuu in the room. He turned to Yuu who was standing at attention. "You to, out." He told her making her frown but nodded her head and walked to the door.

"I'll be right outside. Your clothes are at the end of the bed." Ichigo nodded and walked to where she said his clothes were before frowning as he picked up a fine tailored suit.

"The hell is this? These aren't my clothes... well I actually didn't bring any other clothes since I didn't think I would be staying overnight..." He trailed off in thought before sighing and getting dressed, with slight difficulty. When he stepped out of the room Yuu glanced up at him and smiled, he was wearing a white long sleeved button up shirt with a black vest and tie, along with black pants forgoing the use of the suit jacket. She stepped up in front of him and did his top button up correctly before straightening his vest out.

"Very handsome Ichigo-sama." She told him. "Breakfast will be served with Arima-sama, however if you'd like to eat before hand that shouldn't be a problem." Ichigo simply waved it off saying he could wait and followed her out to where the limo was waiting for them. Once they were on their way to the Arima Hills, did Ichigo let out a breath of relief. Several maids had been glancing at him and whispering things that were out of ear shot. He was just glad he'd be out of here by this afternoon. His eyes widened momentarily as he felt the slight buzz in his pocket before reaching in and pulling it out. He went to answer it before he narrowed his eyes as he saw it was his Dad.

"Screw off old man." He thought to himself before hanging up, not wanting to have to deal with his old man's antics at the present moment. Yuu saw the interaction before gaining a questioning look.

"Is everything alright Ichigo-sama." She questioned.

"Yeah, perfectly fine." Ichigo told her before assigning himself to look out the window for the duration of the trip. As they entered the Arima building, Ichigo could see several security guards eyeing him warily as they made their way to the elevator. Once inside Yuu pressed the penthouse sweet before the elevator started to move. With a ding the doors opened and both walked out of the elevator and down the corridor to a large open room. Ichigo immediately noticed the old man sitting down in the chair and he groaned slightly to himself, there was no way he was punching and old guy. He rose and smiled at Ichigo.

"Ichigo-kun, it is a pleasure to meet you." Isshin said making Ichigo scowl. "Ah I see the infamous scowl your father was talking about." He laughed. "Please, come sit, have something to eat." Ichigo sighed and walked forward placing himself down on one of the couches in front of Isshin a small table sitting between the two of them with food on it. "I'm sure you have many questions."

"Actually I don't." Ichigo told him making the old man raised an eyebrow at him. "I pretty much came here to tell you I'm not accepting or whatever." Isshin's eyebrow rose at that.

"You're refusing?" He questioned.

"Yeah, didn't my old man tell you?" Ichigo asked in return.

"He said you would be honoured to accept." Ichigo's eyebrows widened making him grit his teeth. "I just got off the phone with him myself not ten minutes ago." Ichigo growled and shoved his hand into his pocket and stood up pulling his phone out and calling his Dad. Oh he was so kicking his ass!

"Ichigo my boy!" Isshin's voice came over the other end of the phone. "What can I do for the new successor of the Arima corporation?"

"I thought I said I wasn't going to accept! You told me to come in person so that I could do it without seeming rude!" Ichigo roared back into the phone, surprising both Isshin and Yuu. "So why the hell did you tell the old man that I accepted!"

"Well..." His father started.

"Well what?!" Ichigo gritted out in annoyance.

"It was either you or one of your sisters." Isshin continued making Ichigo stop. "The Arima corporation needs a successor Ichigo, you are smart enough to do it. With the way you've handled things in the past you can handle big corporation business no problem, even with your attitude, it could even make things easier for you. We're counting on you."

"The clinics apart of the corporation?" Ichigo questioned before he got a chuckle on the other end of the line.

"It sure is, the Arima corporation has its hands in a lot of company's even something as small as the Kurosaki Clinic. Although I guess that was just to keep an eye on your mother." He heard Isshin sigh. "Anyway, I talked with Isshin, not me Isshin but the old man Isshin." Ichigo resisted face palming. "He said you can keep the Kurosaki name, I doubt you would have wanted to change it anyway, hence all the fuss am I right?" Ichigo groaned slightly as he leant against the back of the couch running a hand through his spiky orange hair. "We're still family, so you don't have to worry about that either. You're just going to be the new head of Arima Corporation's when the time comes to it, and don't worry about your Shinigami powers, Kisuke's handling it."

"What do you mean he's handling it?" Ichigo questioned.

"You'll see when your stuff gets there. Anyway, I got a few patients to tend to now that I've finished planning to make your spare room into a gym."

"What!" Ichigo shouted at him making him chuckle.

"Don't worry I was just kidding, I won't touch it." Isshin laughed. "You'll be able to see Yuzu and Karin any time you want to, and I'll make sure that your friends know about the situation. Don't worry about hollows, I'm sure there are plenty of Soul Reapers there doing their duty." Ichigo sighed in annoyance, he had just gotten his powers back and now he didn't need to use them? What the shit!? "Well I guess that's it, good luck and everything... Oh and send me a picture of your fiance."

"My what?!" Ichigo shouted but his Dad had already hung up making Ichigo growl before turning his attention to Isshin and Yuu who was standing behind the head of the Arima Corporation's. He sighed before sitting down in the chair he had been previously occupying. "Arima-san..."

"Won't you call me grandfather?" Isshin questioned with a smile.

"I... uh, I don't think I'm ready for that yet, Arima-san." Isshin nodded his head understanding, he watched as Ichigo rubbed his forehead, trying to think everything over.

"I imagine you would have many things to think about, your fiance being one of them." Ichigo groaned and rubbed his temples.

"Then the damn old man wasn't making it up? I'm actually engaged? What the shit!?" He yelled gripping fistfuls of his hair in irritation, knowing somewhere deep in his subconscious that the only reason his father had agreed to any of this was because Ichigo's love life was somehow involved with it. "This is all some big practical joke right?" He questioned but Isshin shook his head making him sigh. "Don't I get a say in this?" He questioned.

"You do." Isshin smiled. "Although the two of you are engaged to be married, I will allow the decision up to you. At least meet her first." Ichigo groaned and slumped back in his chair picking a piece of toast and shoving it in his mouth as he did so.

"Can I at least know her name?" Ichigo asked around his piece of toast.

"Sylvia Van Hossen, you will meet her at the party tomorrow night." Isshin told him.