Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach and I probably never will. I own only my OC's. All credit for the OC Zakuro goes to Mister Unsmiley and Roku goes to Raimaru 13.

Candles flickered eerily in a dark room occupied by four figures dressed in hooded black cloaks. Each figure held their own candle in the palms of their hands. The hoods of their cloaks were pulled low over their faces so that only their chins were visible. No one spoke and a deafening silence hung over the room. This silence was shattered by the opening of a door. The wooden floor creaked slightly as a new figure, also dressed in the same black cloak, entered. None of the others looked up or even acknowleged the newcomer's presence. They all just sat motionless as the new arrival walked over to a table of unlit candles, lit one and sat down with them in the same position.

"Welcome brothers and sisters. This meeting of the Followers of Sosuke will now commence." a deep male voice spoke.

Shinigami Academy

"Crap!" Kenshi exclaimed as he ran into a dead end. He gritted his teeth and began running in the opposite direction. He turned right and ran down the seemingly endless corridor. "Damn it." he muttered as he ran. He was late for his class and he was also helplessly lost. The guy with the messy brown hair raced along the corridor, desperately searching for his kendo class. "Why does this always happen to me?" he wondered aloud.

"Because you suck at not getting lost. Seriously you've been here for three years now."

Kenshi whirled around and grinned at the source of the voice. "Oh hey there Akira-san. Um yeah I guess I'm a little lost." Kenshi said to the tall, muscular guy before him. He had close cropped black hair and vivid green eyes. A scar ran over his right eye and he had a silver earring in his left ear, giving him a frightening appearance.

"Sensei sent me to find you and drag you to class so..." Akira grabbed Kenshi by the arm and began literally dragging him along the floor. Kenshi struggled to break his grip but he was no match for Akira's strengh. "Aw c'mon Akira-san, I can walk by myself you know."

"I know but I'm worried you might get lost again." Akira replied, his face as stoic as ever. Kenshi rolled his blue eyes and allowed himself to be dragged to class by the taller student. Once they arrived Akira let go of Kenshi and resumed his seat by the other students.

"Ah Tetsumaki-san! I see you finally managed to make it to class." the instructor said matter-of-factly and turned back to the other students who were sitting in two seperate rows on either side of a long blue mat.

"Sorry Sensei. I got lost... again." Kenshi said with an embarresed smile and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Hmm no worries. You're just in time for your sparring match."

"Oh okay. Who am I fighting?" Kenshi asked as a wooden practice sword was tossed over to him.

"Me." a voice said from behind him.

Kenshi looked at his opponent, a muscular guy with curly brown hair that reached his ears. He was about the same height as Kenshi and his hazel eyes shone brightly as he grinned at his friend.

"Zakuro?" Kenshi smiled back as he readied himself. The two students stood facing each other and waited for their sensei's command of "Fight!". As soon as they heard it, the two lunged at one another. Zakuro was by far the more aggresive one but Kenshi blocked all his attacks neatly. Zakuro swung his sword at Kenshi's head but he managed to duck down just in time. Kenshi caught him with a blow to the ribs. As he staggered back, Kenshi jumped up and brought his sword down straight onto Zakuro's shoulder. Zakuro lost his balance and fell down.

"Winner Tetsumaki!" came the instructor's voice. Kenshi rested the practice sword on his shoulder and offered his hand to Zakuro. He helped his friend up and grinned. Zakuro punched him lightly on the shoulder and said, "Yeah yeah. Just you wait I'll beat you at kendo someday."

"Yeah you've already beaten me at just about everything else." Kenshi replied with a good natured roll of his eyes. They took their seats on one side of the mat and watched the next pair of students. After class everyone stood up and left the room for lunch. Kenshi and Zakuro were just about to leave when someone grabbed Kenshi by the collar and hauled him up. Kenshi felt himself being slammed against a wall and looked at his attacker, a very tall and muscular guy with dark green eyes and short black hair.

"R-r-roku! What the hell?" he demanded. Akira, who was standing in the corner raised his eyebrow slightly. Zakuro just stood there with his mouth open. Roku suddenly burst out laughing. "Hahaha! Oh man Kenshi, you should've seen your face." Zakuro was now also laughing. Kenshi grinned.

"I'm about to rearrange yours. Put me down you big idiot."

Roku smiled at put his friend back down. "Let's go. I'm hungry."

"What else is new?" Zakuro asked sarcstically. The three of them made their way to the cafetaria for lunch.

Zakuro Kusseki and Roku Kumo were two of Kenshi's closest friends. Kenshi's parents had been killed by the traitorous Sosuke Aizen during one of his hollowfication experiments. Kenshi was taken in by his uncle and grew up in Rukongai, working at his uncle's ramen shop. He had enrolled at the Academy when he discovered he had high reiatsu.

Zakuro's parents had died during the Winter War and he was inspired to join the war effort. Roku was the heir to the Kumo family and despite being a noble, he was one of the most laid-back and fun-loving people at the Academy.

They arrived at the cafetaria and sat down at a table with their food. They were joined by Akira and a short girl with long black hair and icy blue eyes.

"Hey Mizuki-san. How are things?" Kenshi asked.

"Fine I suppose." the girl answered. Mizuki Kentaro was the youngest member of the Kentaro Noble Clan. She had a very cold demeanour but she was actually a very kind and caring person.

"Is that all you're going to eat, Mizuki-san?" Zakuro asked, looking at her small bowl of noodles.

"Yes. Not all nobles are pigs." she replied, casting a glare at Roku. The accused just made a face and continued wolfing down his meal.

"Kenshi-kun." Akira said. "Did you remember to hand in your Kidou assingment?"

Kenshi choked and spit his half chewed pork accross the table where it landed on Zakuro's forehead.

"Aw hell!" Kenshi exclaimed and raced out the cafetaria.

"Correct me if I'm wrong but isn't the Kidou Hall that way?" Mizuki pointed in the opposite direction that Kenshi had ran off. Akira sighed and nodded.

Zakuro wiped his face and glanced at Roku who just shrugged.

"Okay. We finish lunch and then we'll gather a search party to go look for him." Zakuro announced and the others nodded in agreement.

AN: Okay so there's the first chapter. Sorry if it's short but the next one will definitely be longer. I'm still taking OC's. If you want to submit an OC please check out my fic 'OC Ideas.' It has all the details and how I'd like the OC's profile to be set up. You can put them in a review or PM me. Also please tell me what you think of the story so far. Will update before the end of the week.