(Footsteps are heard as a man walks onto a stage, wearing a plain suit and tie)

Ron: Good evening, morning or afternoon, readers. I am Ron the True Fan, author of many fics in my profile, and co-author to such as Star Wars Online, Star Trek Frontier and SEEDs of Change. Now, I know. I know EXACTLY what you're going to say. 'ANOTHER fic? Really?' blame Jorn, and the newest anime I've watched: Kill La Kill. Then I read To My Death, I will Fight. And I kept using my mind to look into it, and went 'Yamamoto could kill Ragyo. Sui-Feng could kill her. Ichigo could kill her before he got his Bankai. Rukia, for god's sake, could kill her!' And helping me in this task...where the hell is he?

(A screaming is heard from above)

Ron: (Looks up before looking into the camera) Oh, hell. (Jumps to the side)

(A man clad in nothing but his underwear comes crashing through the ceiling and then drops through the stage)

DragonKnightRyu: Ow.

Ron: I would ask why you're nigh-naked, but I would get an Urahara-like answer, wouldn't I?

DragonKnightRyu: (Pops out of the hole in the stage) Pretty much, all I will is that it's a bad idea to play the 'Safety Dance' when hanging out on Olympus.

Ron: ...Ok. Now, we begin this unholy journey into death. Just remember, Ichigo's canon up until... well, you get the idea. That means we will be doing our damnedest to keep him in character. Enjoy!

Ryu: Oh, and FUCK YOU ZEUS THAT WAS A LOVE TAP!

Ichigo Kurosaki was at peace with himself at last. He had his powers back, and he could protect the people he loved. And that was why he was walking into the Urahara Shoten, despite not wanting to deal with Kisuke Urahara's insanity. "Oi, Geta-boshi! Where the hell are you?" He sighed as he entered the candy shop, looking for the geta-wearing madman.

"Ah, Ichigo! Welcome!"

Ichigo stopped as soon as he saw Urahara, who was...slightly smoking. "What in hell's name happened to you?"

Kisuke Urahara simply have one of his wide fooling smiles in response as he waved his ever present fan in dismissal. "Oh nothing to worry about Ichigo, just some harmless experiments with the fabric of space and time is all!" he declared grandly. "How can I help you today?"

"I haven't seen you since that bullshit with Xcution. Figured I'd find out what was going on, make sure you're not doing something as stupid as, say, making another Hogyoku?"

Kisuke pouted, putting his hands at his side. "I'm never going to live that down, am I?"

"Not a chance in hell. You nearly blew up the world with that thing."

"Well no worries about another Hogyoku," Kisuke waved off his concerns. "But, how would you like to help me with an experiment?"

Ichigo rose an eyebrow. "If it involves me losing my powers, I am going to murder you." And Urahara knew Ichigo was NOT kidding. During those 18 months, Ichigo was miserable. No reason to want THAT repeating itself: Karakura was depressing during that time.

"No, no nothing of the sort!" the shopkeeper declared. "Just testing a new way for a living human to travel to the Seireitei without worry about the Dangai!"

Ichigo blinked. "Well, I could use that. Fucking Cleaner..." Urahara felt for him. That unholy monster kept nearly running him over EVERY time he went to the Soul Society.

"Yes, and I plan to use it. Once it works, you can go back and forth, back and forth-"

"Yeah, yeah, where is it?" Ichigo cut off Urahara before the shopkeeper could annoy him further.

"This way~" Kisuke declared before pausing and pulling out an exact copy of his Shinigami badge. "Sorry for borrowing this so suddenly, but it'll be worth it~"

Ichigo sighed. After discovering what the badge's purpose, he was more than a bit angry, but he wasn't exactly a grudge-holding person. "Fine, as long as it works."

"Even better than before!" the Shinigami told him. "I modified it to allow you to manifest Zangetsu in your Human Body, but, due to your Reishi being mixed with your life force, you won't be able to bring your full power forth."

"Oh, good. I can defend myself until I can get out of my body."

"You should be able to handle even Lieutenants in your human body," Kisuke told him as he led Ichigo to the massive underground training room. "Although if you manage to strengthen your Human Body to match your Reishi, then you could probably be able to take on captains and Espada."

"Oh, that's good. I'll have to work on that. So, where the hell is that senkaimon thing?" Kisuke led him into a hidden room, where the device in question was waiting

"No more need for a shinigami to show up just to get you to the Soul Society!" Kisuke declared happily as he moved about, turning dials and switches to activate it. "Ready to take it for a spin?"

Suddenly, Ichigo was reminded of that American show...what was it, Spacegate? Either way, he was reminded of it. "Uh, sure. Haven't talked to Rukia properly since we dealt with Xcution, so what the hell. Let's do this."

Urahara began activating the device. "And here we GO!" He announced as it activated. "Just go ahead and run through and you should be in the Rukongai!" Ichigo nodded as he began to run towards the device and leapt towards it. "That is if it doesn't completely disassemble you atom by atom."

Ichigo gave him a deadpanned look. "If I die, I'm coming back to take you with me." and as Ulquiorra could attest to, death wasn't enough to keep Ichigo down. He just got back up and...it didn't end well. "I guess I'll have to take the chance. Have fun!" Ichigo shook his head as he entered the portal.

Another Universe - a few miles outside of Honno City

A teenaged male wearing an open light blue school uniform jacket with a simple white shirt underneath and a pair of black slack pants, walked through the wasteland that surrounded the spiral shaped city, his short, messy brown hair swaying in the breeze as he walked, his green eyes sharp for any dangers as he held a duffel bag over his shoulder. "Man, it sucks that there's no greenery," he muttered to himself. "Plus it's so boring! Why won't anything interesting happen, hell, I'll take a Menos at this point!"

A crackle of lightning was heard above him, and he heard screaming as someone, a man, from the look of things, fell from the... 'WHAT THE HELL IS THAT GUY DOING FALLING FROM THE SKY?!' the walking teen shouted mentally, his eyes bugging out.

"GODDAMN YOU, GETA-BOSHI!"

He tsked as he crouched slightly before leaping, a green light appearing under his feet momentarily before he leapt off of the air, catching the hand of the orange haired teen. "And safe!" the teen called out as he landed safely on the ground, the teen he caught landing on his hands and knees.

The teen, with brown eyes and orange hair, of all things, looked at him strangely. "How the hell..." He looked at his glowing feet. "A Fullbringer. Great."

"What? So, Spiritually aware huh?" the teen commented. "Nice way of greeting someone who kept you from smashing your head in."

"Yeah, sorry, just had a bad experience with Fullbringers recently. Nothin' personal. They just stole my powers, and it took my friends to get them back." Ichigo looked at the ground. "Uh, can we talk on the ground? not comfortable talking in midair in my body."

Ryu blinked in surprise (getting powers stolen, and holding a bit of a grudge for it, he could probably understand) as he set them down. As soon as he did, Ryu probed the orange-haired stranger. And was shocked to feel the abyss of power within the teen.

"The fuck are you, not even Vasto Lorde Arrancar have as much Spiritual Pressure as you!" he shouted in shock.

Ichigo gave him a flat look. "Ever heard of a shinigami?"

"Uh...kinda." Japanese, yes. Heavily knowledgeable of the spiritual world besides Hollows, not so much.

"I'm a Substitute Shinigami. My name's Ichigo Kurosaki."

"God's of Death have substitutes?" Ryu asked skeptically.

Ichigo shook his head. "No. The term means I'm human, but have the powers of a Shinigami. It's a long story." And an interesting one, to be sure.

Ryu eyed him skeptically before shrugging. "So, mind explaining the whole falling out of the sky, not something I see every day."

"An asshole that shall not be named made something that was supposed to send me to the Soul Society. Instead, I ended up here. Where the hell am I, anyways?"

"About a few miles outside of Honno City, heading there now," Ryu answered, gesturing to the large spiral shaped city in the distance.

Ichigo closed his eyes. "Geta-boshi... When I get back, I am going to MURDER you." Ichigo looked at Ryu again. "That place doesn't exist where I'm from. I'd think I'd hear of a massive city like THAT."

Ryu raised an eyebrow. "Honno City's pretty famous dude, Honnouji Academy especially, I don't think there's a single person in Asia who hasn't heard of it."

Ichigo nodded a few times. "And ANOTHER dimention I've visited. I'm DEFINITELY killing him when I get back. Why is it always me that gets stuck with the weird shit?"

"Try dropping in on a naked Vasto Lorde Arrancar when all you have on is your boxers,"

"Touche, but I get a LOT of weird shit: Hollowfication, actually dying, losing my powers, getting Fullbringer ones and getting THOSE stolen before getting my shinigami ones back... It's been a strange ride."

Ryu raised his eyebrow. "Kinda surprised you're not some kind of Life-Fiber being with that track record."

"The fuck is a Life-Fiber?" And that solidified it for Ryu: Ichigo wasn't from around here. At all. Accidentally dropping in on an Arrancar, he could understand. But that shit, not knowing about Honno City or Life-Fibers? As semi-ignorant as he was in the events of the spiritual realm, Ryu was sure he would hear about ANYTHING Ichigo just said.

Ryu stared at Ichigo for a moment. "Right, well, this is going to be difficult to explain…" he muttered to himself. "Basically, Life-Fibers are normal threads on Super-Steroids with some Spiritual Energy thrown in, mostly life based energy."

Surprisingly, the only thing Ichigo said was 'that is not the strangest thing I've heard of or seen'. Somehow, Ryu was both curious and not curious all at once. "At least I've got my badge. Might be able to use Zangetsu in my body now, but I'm more secure knowing I can get out and use all my strength if I can."

"Zangetsu?" Ryu asked in confusion. "That the name of some weapon or something? Like the Arrancar's Zanpakuto?"

"Uh...almost the same thing. Same name, too." Ichigo grabbed the slightly tacky looking badge attached to his belt. "Can you...catch me?"

"Catch you?" Ryu asked for clarification.

"Look, I press this thing into my chest, or anywhere, really, it'll push my soul form out of my body."

"Alright, and why are you doing this exactly?"

"Well, Arrancar and Shinigami are different. Best way to show you is to demonstrate, right?" There was a logic in that. And if Ichigo had to show him how a shinigami's zanpakuto was different from an Arrancar's... What was the harm?

Ryu shrugged. "Alright then, go ahead."

Ichigo pressed the badge into his chest, and he seemingly divided like an amoeba. The physical body collapsed, and a soul form wearing a black and white outfit with wooden sandals and...a VERY big sword appeared. There were tattoo-like markings on his hands and neck, but other then that, there wasn't much of a difference. Except for the power level. Without containment inside his body, it poured outwards.

Ryu blinked and let out a gasp before controlling himself as he stopped himself from collapsing under the weight of the spiritual pressure. "Yo! Get a handle on it unless you want to start drawing an army of Hollows here jackass!"

"Sorry. Never had much of a handle on it: even in my body, I'm always pumping out reiatsu." THAT, Ryu could believe. A howl got their attention before Ichigo grabbed the handle of his sword, cloth seemingly falling off the blade as he placed it on his shoulder. "Well, you wanted to know how a shinigami's zanpakuto is different from an Arrancar's, and you're about to find out."

A rather non-descript hollow emerged from a Garganta, seeing the wellspring of power and charging heedless of danger.

"Fucking stupid low-class Hallows," Ryu muttered as he pulled a pair of collapsible shock batons that crackled with electricity. "No survival instincts."

Ichigo shook his head before the sword glowed in a golden light. "Getsuga Tensho!" A crescent of reiryoku left the blade, impacting the Hollow and vaporizing it.

Ryu hummed as Ichigo returned his blade to his shoulder. "Yup, very similar to the Arrancar's Zanpakuto."

"Mine's a melee-type, constant release. Most Arrancar ones turn them into something like what they used to be before they were turned into Arrancar."

Ryu hummed, rubbing at something on his shoulder. "Don't have to tell me twice, I've experienced them more than enough times."

"Well, that can shinigami have spirits. Not sure about Arrancar." Ichigo put the weapon back on his back, then reentered his body. The effect of 'bathing' disappeared, and Ichigo creaked his neck. "That's pretty much it. So, what's this Honnouji Academy about?"

"Well, it's a school that pretty much run by the daughter of Revocs CEO and owner," Ryu explained with a sigh as he put his shock batons away. "And Revocs is the biggest clothing distributor - and the biggest company - in the world, all because they're the only ones who create clothing with Life-Fibers woven in. Honnouji Academy is famous for their Goku uniforms and scaling ranking system, no star students only wear uniforms like mine," he tugged at his open uniform. "These don't have a single thread of life-fibers sewn in, One-Star students are next up in the rankings and are members of clubs, they wear uniforms that are made of 10% life-fibers, two-star students are club captains and their uniforms are 20% life-fiber, finally the three-star students, they're the student council and pretty much run the school because the Student Council President, Satsuki Kiryuuin. Her mother is the head of the School Board, hell, I don't even think there's a Principal…"

Ichigo shook his head. "Insanity seems to love me."

Ryu snorted. "Story of my life," he muttered in agreement as he started to head towards the city, adjusting his duffel bag as he did so. "Word of warning, no stars like myself live in the slums, so if you're expecting five-star room service, good luck with that."

"Rukongai's much the same, from what I've seen, and just as crazy." The substitute shrugged. "Well, maybe Geta-boshi can find me and get my ass back home. Mind if I tag along?"

Ryu shrugged in response. "Sure, but don't expect me to step between you and any real Shinigami that show up," he told his fellow teen. "They don't like me as it stands, only reason they tolerate me is 'cause I have some traction with the more powerful Hollows to keep 'em out of the Living World."

"I can handle it. I'm not that much of a dick, but if Hollows start killing people, of hunting down souls, I have to step in. Sort of what my job is: I'm not really allied with the Gotei 13, I just work in Karakura, protecting it."

Ryu shrugged. "Not many Hollows come to the Living World anymore, although we get a few idiots like that one," he informed. "Well… not since the war that is."

Ichigo raised an eyebrow. "What war?" Ryu assumed Ichigo didn't know about the war because it never happened where he was from. A friend of his from out of country called it IDIC: Infinite Diversity in Infinite Combinations. Every universe could be the same, but different. Similarities could be numerous, but the differences made all of them unique.

"Well… the details of it are kinda fuzzy, but, basically, everyone started tossing nukes around," Ryu explained, gesturing to the desolate land around them. "This… is pretty much what the majority of the world looks like, we're only lucky we had the tech to clean up most of the radiation of it."

Ichigo scowled. It seemed to fit his face all too well. "Well, the only nukes to fall on us were the Hiroshima and Nagasaki nukes during the Pacific War." Ryu was glad for that. The less death, the better. "Well, we can't be late for class, can we? Why don't we get moving?"

Ryu snorted. "Classes don't start 'till tomorrow," the Fullbringer told him with a roll of his eyes. "You really think I'd trek across this land on foot just to arrive for the bell?"

"I didn't know." Ichigo started walking, joining Ryu on his trek to Honnouji Academy. And what promised to be one hell of a story to tell when he got back to Karakura and killed Urahara.

Ryuko Matoi was having a bad day. Something massive just came out of the sky and tried to kill her, and her father's scissor blade was barely cutting it.

Literally AND figuratively. The ugly bastard had a mask and looked like a deformed gorrilla, and was speaking something akin to 'your soul is mine'. And Ryuko was NOT in the mood to die at this thing's hands, not when her father's killer was within arm's reach!

Sudden, she heard the crackle of electricity from around her shortly before a literally horizontal bolt of lightning struck the creature, piercing through the mask of the creature causing it to scream out in an odd echoing voice as it dissipated into thin air.

"Two in one day, huh?" a masculine voice drawled out behind her from where the bolt of lightning came from. "That's rare."

Ryuko looked back, seeing someone just walk over. "Hey, thanks for the help. What the fuck was that thing? Some sorta monster? Mutant caused by the radioactive bullshit?"

"An aspect of death out to consume your soul for nourishment, and possibly turn you into one," the brown haired teen walking up to her explained.

"...the fuck is with this place?" the two toned haired girl asked with a weird expression.

"Yeah, shit like that happens a lot where I'm from." Ryuko's eyes gazed on the other teen, who had orange hair and brown eyes. "also might be my fault."

"Yeah, well, unlike where your from, Ichigo, this lands Spiritual Energy is extremely weak, so there's really no reason for Hollows to come here," the other teen commented. "Unless they sense an overpowered soul like yours," he turned his eyes back to Ryuko, meeting her gear shaped iris with a curious look. "I'm Ryu Hisanaga, this here is Ichigo Kurosaki, I'm honestly impressed you managed to even scratch that Hollow."

She put the scissor blade on her shoulder. "Ryuko Matoi. Yeah, my dad made this thing. It's come in handy." Her hand clenched into a fist. Her father might've been a bit distant, but he loved her. And someone killed him for shits and giggles. She was going to find out who. "So, where're you guys headin'?"

"Honno City," Ryu said, jerking his thumb to the spiral shaped city. "I'm enrolled at the school there, this idiots going to try and get in himself."

"Huh. What a coincidence. I'm headin' there, too. I've got something I gotta do there." She put the blade back in her guitar case, and placed it back on her back. "Well, might as well walk there together, right?" A distant howl caught their collective attention.

The orange haired teen groaned in annoyance. "Another one? Damn it, what am I to them: a water fountain?"

Ryu sent him a dry look as he raised an arm, electricity crackling around it as he took aim at the Hollow. "Maybe if you reigned in your energy they wouldn't be able to sense it," he pointed out dryly. "Tiro Rayo (Flash Shot)." he intoned before a single streak of lightning streaked the sky, punching through the Hollow, slaying it.

"Not my fault everyone kept trying to kill me and my town and kept me from learning how." Ichigo's eyes widened. "Wait. I might have an idea."

"What idea?" Ryu asked skeptically with a wary eye.

"Raise my reiatsu signature."

"So, let me get this straight, your solution to your overpowered energy is to overpower it even further?" Ryu asked in a deadpan. "If you're planning on doing that whole 'beyond your comprehension' thing, let me remind you of one important thing, while people and Hollows can no longer sense it, it will still have an impact on the Living World, not sure if this happened to you, but I know when I was younger my energy caused several others to spontaneously develop powers of their own."

"At least it'll delay them from coming for a while. And Ryu...my mother could always see ghosts, while my father was a freaking Gotei captain. Not sure what happened, and I haven't asked." Ichigo explained.

"What the fuck is he talking about, what the hell is he doing, and HOW THE FUCK DID YOU THROW LIGHTNING FROM YOUR HANDS?!" Ryuko exploded, her eye twitching fiercely as she tried to glare the two teens down.

"In that order?" Ryu asked with a blink of his eyes. "First: he wants to hide his signature from the Hollows to stop drawing them here, hopefully before some Menos start showing up, second: he wants to tell the laws of the universe to fuck off because he has power, thirdly, I'm what's called a Fullbringer - long story short I can resonate my soul with things, I resonated my soul with the particles in the air to cause them to create a large amount of friction to create a static charge that I then shot at the Hollow."

Ryuko would have asked questions, but she couldn't breathe. Neither could Ryu. Both were forced to the ground, which, under Ichigo's feet, began to crack. Both of them would have passed out, had the pressure not just...disappeared. "Haven't done THAT willingly before." It only lasted a few moments before they felt it again, and Ichigo tried to lower it to prevent them from getting crushed.

Ichigo was suddenly cut off from his train of thought as he was punched in the face, sending him sprawling as his focus was shot, bringing his energy levels back down his normal. "Fucking idiot!" Ryu shouted angrily. "Warn us, you nearly fucking killed her with that sudden increase!"

"Sorry. Not the first time someone nearly died because of that." Ryuko sensed that Ichigo was lying there about the nearly. Someone DID die. but she was nice enough not to prod, and Ichigo wasn't trying to kill her.

"Yeah, well, unless you can keep us from kicking the bucket, don't do that again. So, are we goin' or not?" she asked irritably.

"Sure," Ryu agreed, picking up his bag, eyeing Ryuko's blade curiously as the trio walked. "Can I see that blade for a moment?"

Ryuko narrowed her eyes at Ryu. "If you can answer a question." "Fine." Her face schooled itself into a picture of rage. "Have you seen the other half of this thing?"

"Can't say I have," Ryu returned with a shrug. "Never seen one like that till now."

"And you, carrottop?" Ichigo's brow twitched at that. "No. I'm not from around here." Ryuko noted the scowl, THEN remembered his crushing POWER. It was like someone placed the ocean on her head. 'Note to self, do NOT piss him off.' She pulled out the scissor sword before handing it over to Ryu. "Here."

Ryu gripped the blade, and instead of giving a few test swings like she expected, he instead closed his eyes and rested his forehead against the flat of the blade.

"What the hell're you doing?"

"I think he's trying to sense the other half of the scissors." Ryuko gave Ichigo a very stupid look.

"Wha?" she asked smartly.

"It's a Fullbringer thing. They can connect to objects if they're spiritually enriched." Ichigo explained quietly allowing Ryu to focus.

"Not the other half of the scissors," Ryu responded as he continued to focus on the one in his hands. "It's been… changed, but..." he opened his eyes and stared at Ryuko intently. "Though he only wielded it for a short period, your father's soul imprinted strongly on this blade."

"Huh?" "What, are you saying that thing's like Zangetsu or something?" Ryuko's interest was piqued by this 'Zangetsu', whatever it was. "The fuck's a Zangetsu? Other than 'slaying moon', that is."

"His Zanpaktou, it's a spirit sword, meant for purifying the souls of Hollows," Ryu explained as he moved the blade away from his forehead. "And no, what it means, is that she has Fullbringer potential, and this… this blade has chosen her."

Ichigo looked at the badge hanging from his belt before Ryuko took back her father's sword. "What the hell are you talking about?! All my father did was MAKE this thing, and he died because of the bitch with the other half!"

Ryu gave her a solemn look as he handed the blade back to her. "Both of those events make it easy for his soul to imprint so strongly upon it, his feelings while making it, his desires while wielding it, it was for you."

Ryuko shook her head, still trying to wrap her head around it. Ichigo let out a sigh. "What about the other half? Whoever's got the other half of this thing isn't using it right if they're both bound to Matoi here."

Ryu nodded. "It is possible to force your will onto an object in order to wield it," he informed. "Rare, but possible, I use a variant myself, I resonate with them, I can have them accept me as a wielder, but not fully choose me."

Ryuko just shook her head. "Look, can we talk about this later? We gotta get to Honnouji Academy tomorrow." Ichigo shrugged, letting her have her peace. And Ryu dropped the subject...for now. They would breach it eventually, and Ryuko was still a bit screwed up by the idea of souls trying to kill her.

Honnouji Academy - Student Council chamber

Satsuki Kiryuin continued to breathe in and out. In and out. Whatever caused her and the rest of the people in the Academy to nearly black out had passed, and thus, she only had one thing to ask. Nonon Jakuzure decided to ask for her. "What the hell was that?!"

"I… I don't know..." the third occupant of the room, Ira Gamagori, admitted slowly as he brought himself back up to a standing position after being driven down to a knee, the only one - other than Satsuki herself - to not completely collapse on the ground, something the Kiryuin Heiress always admired about him, his sheer strength of will.

"It… it isn't related to Life Fibers," the room's final occupant, Hoka Inumuta, revealed as he slowly collected himself, the final member of the Student Council was off running a quick errand when the incident happened.

Satsuki shook her head clear of cobwebs, and stood from her seat, subconsciously clicking her heel on the floor. "Inumuta, find out what that was."

"Yes, ma'am. I will check all of the surveillance equipment in and around Honnouji Academy. Whatever it was had to be close." the doors burst open as Uzu Sanageyama ran in, panting. "Lady Satsuki, did you...feel that pressure?"

"Yes, I did," she confirmed regally as she looked over to the head of the Athletic's Club Committee, and recognized the look in his eyes. "You have information about it?"

"I… think," he informed slowly, a rare showing of indecisiveness from the brash kendo practitioner, as he approached her, placing a file folder on her desk. "It has to do with the student I wanted to show you," he opened the file to a profile with a headshot of a brown haired, green eyed male teen with a solemn expression. "A new transfer, Ryu Hisanaga, also known as the 'Demon of Okinawa'."

"Really?" Satsuki looked at the photo. He looked unassuming enough. But so did Nui Harime, and she was a psychopathic murderess. "What has he done to garner such attention, and if he is the source of that power... Where did he get it?"

"He… I don't know where he got it," Uzu admitted. "No one really does and those that do, they aren't anyone on the radar, he came onto our radar when he also earned that… moniker, have you heard of the Remanent Incident."

Satsuki blinked and raised an eyebrow, the Remanent Incident, as it was called, was when a group of terrorists attempted to reignite the World War, for what reason, no one knew, most just assumed they were just plain retarded, they had managed to get enough armaments to outfit an army, and then, suddenly their suspected base blew up when a massive bolt of lightning struck it. "I had heard of it, but even my mother does not know what ended that faction," she admitted.

"This… is a rumor, so, take it with a grain of salt, but… it's believed he ended them, after they killed someone close to him," the Three-Star student explained. "And… they said he called down the lighting to do so."

The rest of the Elite Four burst into exclamations of impossibility. Satsuki, on the other hand, knew better. Life Fibers did insane things at times. It was better to err on the side of caution. "Put him under surveillance. The moment he steps foot in this school, I want eyes on him at all times, along with anyone he comes in contact with."

"Y… yes, Satsuki-sama," Inumuta agreed with a bow before leaving to prepare for it.

"There's something else you should know," Uzu spoke up. "This guy, he… he's a ghost, I've done some research on him myself, but… it's like he isn't even really there."

'So is Nui Harime.' She kept that to herself. The Grand Couturier was not something they needed right now. "Regardless, if he is a threat, he will be destroyed. If he can be turned into an asset, so much the better."

Honnouji Academy gates

"Well, that's the first time I've ever seen a crucifixion outside of a book." Dry as it was, Ichigo's comment was no less true. A naked body hung outside the school, and there was a wooden plaque attached to him. "'Here lays an enemy of Honnouji Academy. May he serve as a warning to our enemies'."

"Like I said, Satsuki Kiryuin runs this school like a tyrant," Ryu said with an angry frown. "Social Darwinism at its finest folks."

"Huh, and I thought the town was shady." Ryuko marched in, followed by Ryu and Ichigo, but they were stopped by one of the biggest men Ichigo had ever seen. He held a candle to men like Komamura and...Zaraki, though. "Halt! State your identities immediately!"

Ryu looked up at him with a sigh, cracking his neck as he did so. "Ryu Hisanaga," he stated dryly. "Transfer from Okinawa High, my transcripts should have arrived by now."

"Hmph. They have. but the other two..." the massive teenager(?) turned to the remaining two.

"Ryuko Matoi, same. My transcript should've been here awhile ago." Ryuko said with an annoyed scowl.

He turned his gaze to Ichigo. "And you?!" "Ichigo Kurosaki. I'm here to see if you'll take me as a student here at Honnouji."

"Hmph, you think that we will just allow you to walk up an-" Ira's rant was cut short by the ring of his cell phone, causing him to freeze before answering it, "Gamagori speaking," he said, his voice surprisingly polite. "Ah, yes he is here, with two others, one of them another transfer, the other wishes to attend," he paused as he listened. "But he has no transcri-" he was cut off by whoever was on the other side of the phone. "Yes… understood."

He disconnected the call, glaring at Ichigo as he did so. "Very well, you will be allowed to attend Honnouji Academy as a No-Star Student!" he declared before suddenly pulling out a large stack of papers. "Please fill these out to the best of you abilities by tomorrow morning and hand them into me before classes start to receive your uniform and Student ID."

Ichigo's eye twitched. While he was no stranger to paperwork, it didn't mean he liked it. "Mind if I borrow a pen?"

Gamagori held out a pen for Ichigo to take. "Return it when you hand in your papers!" he declared imperiously before turning on a heel and stalked away.

"Thanks. Nice guy. Reminds me of a friend of mine." Ichigo grumbled.

"Huh?" Ryu asked smartly.

"Bigger than you, mostly. Chad's actually mostly quiet. can't ask for anyone better to watch my back, other then Rukia or Renji."

"Friends of yours I take it?" Ryuko asked semi-curiously, her eyebrow raising as she folded her arms.

"Yeah. His real name's Yasutora Sado, but I mispronounced it when I met him, and it stuck. Rukia and Renji are Shinigami: members of the 13th and 6th Divisions. Rukia just made it to Lieutenant when I got my powers back, and I was on my way to visit them when I got...side-tracked."

"You mean sent here." Ryu clarified.

Ichigo shrugged. "Same thing, really."

"Wait… sent here? What, you from overseas or something?" Ryuko commented in confusion.

"I'm not from this world. Where I'm from, there wasn't a nuclear war, or whatever the hell caused..." Ichigo gestured to the walls of Honnouji Academy with his arm. "That." Ryuko got the idea: World War III (for lack of a better term) never happened.

"Oh. I'd call you crazy, but I've never seen one of those Hollow things before today, so points in your favor there." Ryuko said with a heavy sigh. "So, where was it we get out housing assignments?"

"Administrative Office," Ryu answered. "I think, although being No-Stars… we may not have much luck."

"Stuck in the slums. Remember that kid we ran into?" Ryuko asked, grinning at the memory.

"The one Ichigo finger flicked into a wall?" Some brat tried to pickpocket all three of them. Ichigo, in his overprotective way, flicked the kid in the forehead and sent him to a wall. Made a nice indent, too.

"Yup," Ryuko drawled, grinning even wider as the little pervert got what he deserved. "So satisfying."

Unknown to them, they were being watched by Inumuta, who was marking all three with interest. "Ryuko Matoi, another transfer student and an unknown male. Interesting." In her seat, Nonon glanced at the image before seeing the two males. "Huh. Nice. About time we got better lookin' guys away here. Who's the carrottop?"

"His name is Ichigo Kurosaki, apparently," Ira Gamagori informed as he joined the pair. "He has a strong aura about him."

Nonon began laughing at the name. "STRAWBERRY?! Seriously?! He's got a girl's name!" the pinkette laughed hysterically at the news of his name.

"I would not mock him so easily." Nonon froze at Satsuki speaking up. "The meaning of the word 'Ichigo' can mean 'First Guardian'. A fearsome name, if understood. Sanageyama." Uzu bowed at the waist at his lady's command. "Milady?"

"I want you to test Hisanaga and Kurosaki. Matoi is irrelevant. Ignore her unless she does something to get in our way." Satsuki commanded.

Sanageyama grinned in anticipation. "As you command, shall I do so now, or tomorrow?" he questioned.

"Tomorrow. They are not official students yet. Let them remain unaware until it is too late." Satsuki Kiryuin had no idea whom she was screwing with. After all, one of them had defeated a man who would be God.

Aikuro Mikisugi looked at the footage he had of the three. Ryu Hisanaga, he had some knowledge of. Ryuko, he knew more. The new guy? Not a damn thing.

"Now this is frustrating," he murmured to himself, how the hell was he supposed to get Ryuko to visit her father's mansion to receive the Kamui that he had woven just for her?

Ryu Hisanaga was at once, both a relieving element, and a worrying one to add on top of that.

Firstly, he was a well known hater of the Social Darwinism line of thought, so that put him immediately at odds with Revocs and Satsuki Kiryuin, secondly, he was known to be extremely strong with several highly unusual and thought to be supernatural.

The worrying factor, would be his effect on Ryuko Matoi, the daughter to his mentor and dear friend Isshin Matoi, and the founder of Nudist Beach.

Then there was the complete unknown. Aikuro did NOT believe in coincidence. He and just about everyone in Honno town were nearly suffocated, and practically the next day, THIS guy shows up. Besides the orange hair and the scowl on his face that didn't belong on a teenager, there was really nothing special about him. Then Gamagori is given the ok to let him in? Satsuki Kiryuin NEVER did that.

So, it either meant that he already worked for the Kiryuins, or Satsuki was going to attempt to make that happen, neither one boded well for him. 'I need to get Ryuko to the Kamui, but how?'

He would, unfortunately, have to play the damned waiting game. But at this rate, that might be a bad idea.

The next day - Honnouji Academy, Class 2K

"Class, I want you to welcome three new transfer students. Please welcome..." The man wearing the tacky sunglasses looked at his clipboard. "Uh, Ichigo Kurosaki, Ryu Hisanaga and Ryuko Matoi." The class didn't respond. Then again, there WAS a missing chair, and a body at the entrance. "Please take a seat-" the teacher was cut off my an excited shouting from one of the students.

"Oh! Ryuko, Ryuko! Sit here!" A brown haired girl with a bowlcut wildly gestured at the empty seat next to her.

Ryu chuckled quietly as Ryuko had a strained look on her face. "Have fun with that, Ryuko," he whispered to her teasingly. "She looks to be a handful."

"Uh, ok." Ryuko sat down in her seat next to the crazed girl, who introduced herself as Mako Mankanshoku. Ichigo mentally compared her to Orihime, sans rejection powers. "So, we get the chairs in the back. Ok. I can live with that."

Ryu shrugged as he moved to the designated seat, and slouched down into the chair, a bored expression already plastered onto his face. 'Why did I do this again?' he asked himself mentally as the teacher started his lecture on WWII. 'Oh yeah… the old man asked me to look into it,'

The Old Man, or Saigura Tenshin as he was known, was Ryu's 'Guardian', rather, he was just an eccentric Fullbringer who took him in when he was orphaned, and taught him the basics for using one's Fullbringer powers, and then literally threw him to the wolves for further training.

Ryu never quite forgave the man for that.

But, still, he had taken Ryu in, and it wasn't in him to deny the man's request to look into Life Fibers for him before he had left to deal with some Quincy causing problems over in Germany.

And now, a shinigami had entered his life. Ichigo might've been a substitute, but still a shinigami, and while Ryu could take on a Vasto Lorde, he would be hard pressed to engage someone like this Sosuke Aizen bastard, who, according to Ichigo, LED a small army of Arrancar with a collection of Vasto Lordes at the top. And Ichigo defeated that son of a bitch. Cost him his powers for 18 months, but he got them back. ALL of them. So, while Ryu had more control, he didn't want to fuck with Ichigo, who took down a man who could have been God.

Ichigo, meanwhile, was just taking notes. He was only attending the school until Urahara found a way to get to him. And then Ichigo would beat the shit out of him.

Once they were allowed to leave the class, the three stuck together. "RYUKO!" The black-and-red haired girl ducked when Mako jumped at her, and winced slightly when she hit a garbage can.

"I'll give her a 10 on the approach, but a 2 on the landing. It could use some work." Ichigo joked with a grin.

Ryu snorted slightly. "Your an excitable one," he commented as he looked the girl over, other than said energy, she was rather… unremarkable.

"Oh, why did you dodge?! You were supposed to catch me!" Off to the side, Ichigo looked at Ryu.

"She reminds me of a friend of mine. And someone who used to molest her. always jumped at her before me or Tatsuki punched her in the face."

"Wow… that's some weird friends you got there," Ryu returned with a chuckle. "A true test of your sanity?"

"My father is a test of my sanity. He constantly attacks me in the morning, that says 'I have nothing left to teach you'. Right before doing it all over again. Tempted to just Getsuga Tensho him in the face just to get him to piss off." A bright light caught their attention before Ryu could respond, and all of the students bowed before it.

All three looked up at the shining light as a teen girl with long black hair and some of the largest eyebrows seen on a face began descending down to the ground from where she was on the school's rooftop. "Who's the one that's so full of herself?" Ryu asked as he eyed her, cursing the fact he left his duffel bag back in his locker, his duffel bag filled to the brim with his gear and weapons, especially when he eyed her sword.

"Oh, that's Lady Satsuki! She's the head of the student council!" Ichigo tapped the badge on his belt. Ryu nearly forgot about that. Ichigo was a literal god of death: if need be, he could cover for Ryu until he got his equipment. And during her speech, Ichigo noted something. "She seems...stressed. Like she's putting on a performance that she doesn't want to do."

"Hmm," Ryu hummed noncommittally, shifting his feet in preference to move quickly when he was suddenly caught off guard by Ryuko leaping out into Satsuki's path.

"So, you're the queen bee 'round here?" Ichigo facepalmed. Ryuko was more impulsive than HE was. And that's saying something. She dropped the case to the ground before pulling out the scissor blade and spinning it around in her right hand multiple times before pointing it directly at Satsuki. "So, are we going to keep her from getting herself killed, Hisanaga?"

Ryu closed his eyes before shaking his head. "This is something she needs to do," he told Ichigo. "Unless she's in danger, I won't be stepping in."

That went against everything Ichigo was, and Ryu knew it. Ichigo was a protector: his name was proof enough of that. To not step in when a friend was in danger? The thought never even crossed his mind when that happened. "The bastard who murdered my father's got the other half of this scissor! And the look on your face says you've seen it before!" Satsuki narrowed her eyes at the transfer student. She looked vaguely familiar, and not from the photos. "And what if I have?"

Ryuko gnashed her teeth in anger as she glared at Satsuki. "Then I'll make you talk!" she shouted angrily before charging the white clad student council president.

She didn't see the fists coming at her from the Boxing Club President, which launched her out of Honnouji Academy. "FUUUUUCCCCCCK!"

Mikisugi hmmed as he watched from his office. "What do you know, Satsuki did my job for me."

Ichigo nearly pressed the badge to his chest, the temptation to use Tensa Zangetsu on Satsuki and her cohorts now overwhelming.

He was stopped, however, by Ryu gripping his arm tightly, shaking his head in a negative before he stepped forward to himself, the entire exchange lasting the time it took for the Boxing Club President to introduce himself as Takaharu Fukuroda.

"Wow~," Ryu drawled in a manner that made Ichigo think of a certain blond shopkeeper. "Look at that Kiryuin bribe money at work, letting you fight in legal boxing matches with that," he remarked in a bored tone as he inserted himself between Ryuko and the boxer. "I mean, those gloves are so illegal it hurts."

"The fuck you say, No-Star?!" the boxer shouted angrily.

"Enough. the troublemaker has been dealt with. Do not instigate another fight, Ryu Hisanaga. You are upon my grounds. Do not make trouble." Satsuki commanded, cutting off Takaharu before he could continue.

"Aw, what's the matter?" Ryu taunted. "Don't like the truth about what you do with Mommy's money coming to the forefront, man, no wonder people have given up on High School sports, it's become less about skill and more about who has more money, like you, Kiryuin-sama," he spat out her name as if it were a curse. "Your so called elites can only fight because of those uniforms, they're just pathetic."

"I know when to pick my battles, Hisanaga. And you are not worth my time." Satsuki wanted nothing more than to put Ryu in his place, but there was no need just yet. "Try not to earn my attention again today. I may simply unleash the Elite Four on you."

Ryu snorted, a lazy grin etched on his face before he reached over and gripped Ryuko's arm. "They wouldn't stand a chance," he declared. "For only a real Human can defeat me, not some ape in clothing," he then disappeared with a low booming noise.

Satsuki spun on her heel, no longer interested.

Matoi Mansion - several hours later

Ryuko felt like shit. One guy kicked her ass, sending her flying out of the Academy. "Damn it!" She stabbed the scissor blade into the ground, seemingly broken. "Dad, I'm sorry. I...Couldn't find the bitch that killed you. I couldn't even get close to getting the answers I wanted."

Unseen by her, Aikuro was hidden behind some rubble, watching the girl as he held up a remote with a single button, pressing it the floor under Ryuko suddenly opened up causing her to pale severely before letting out a scream as she fell.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" She banged against the chute a number of times before landing in a pile of rags in the mansion's basement. "The hell was that?" She winced at the wet feeling along her arm. She was bleeding again: the fall must've torn open the cut she got from that boxer asshole, Fukuroda. "What the hell is this place?"

"Blood…" a masculine voice murmured somewhere near here.

She got to her feet, holding the scissor in a guard position. "Who's there?!" She wasn't sure what was worse: the cut or the fact she was going crazy, because there was no one down there other than her.

"Give me more... GIVE ME MORE!"

"GAH!" Ryuko screamed out as something black and red colored leapt out of the pile of rags and clothing to slam her against the wall, forcing her eyes to open she then laid sight to what was pinning her to the wall.

A sailor fuku.

What?

"Give me more of your blood! I don't want to go back to sleep again!" the piece of clothing shouted out desperately.

"WHAT THE FUCK?! How the hell is a sailor fuku TALKING?!" Ryuko questioned as she thrashed against the clothing's somehow powerful grip.

"That's not important! Put me on! PUT ME ON!"

Ryuko tried to struggle against the seemingly living outfit, but that wasn't happening. "GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!"

"I'll make you wear me with all my might!" the clothing cried out as it managed to tear Ryuko's clothing off her body.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" She continued to scream as light enveloped her, and she was forced to wear the outfit. THEN it changed, turning into...for lack of a better term, skimpy underwear.

"What the hell is with these clothes!?" Ryuko asked a she tried to tear the clothing off of her body, only to suddenly rocket up into a corner of the ceiling, crashing into it… completely unharmed.

"Ah, FINALLY."

She glared at the outfit she was now wearing. "What the hell ARE YOU? And what the hell is with you and my blood?!"

The 'eye' seemingly looked at her, almost like a kicked dog. "Your blood woke me up, and I do NOT want to go back to sleep. And the only way to keep that from happening is by you wearing me."

"What the hell are you doing in my old man's basement?! And what the hell is this place?" Ryuko asked in confusion, just what the hell was her father into?

"I do not know," the clothing in formed. "I am a Kamui created by your father, but… as soon as I was created he sealed me down in here and told me that eventually the one to wear me will make her way down here."

Ryuko had an idea about who made this thing, but she wanted to make sure. "Your creator?"

"He was hunched, wore a white lab coat, an eyepatch, unkempt long hair, and a mouse on his shoulder."

"That's my dad!" Ryuko shouted in confirmation.

"Ah...that is so."

Ryuko grabbed her scissor blade. "So, what's your name?"

"I… do not have a name," he admitted. "Your father never gave one to me before he sealed me away."

She grabbed a piece of cloth, wrapping it around her like a cloak. "Then how about Senketsu? It means 'Fresh Blood', since that woke you up. I think that fits."

"Senketsu… yeah… I am Senketsu," the Kamui confirmed, if it had a head it certainly would have been nodding at the time.

Ryuko smirked. Fukuroda didn't stand a chance in hell now. "come on, I think we've got a date with a fight."

Honnouji Academy

Ichigo averted his eyes from the sight, and not because it was barbaric and stupid. But because Mako was almost naked hanging upside down. to make matters worse, she was bitching about 'not wearing her sexy panties today'. Her priorities were VERY skewed.

"Before you go rushing in hero boy, there won't be a need to do anything," Ryu told Ichigo with a hard look.

Ichigo's look could have killed lesser people. "They'll kill her if we do nothing!" On the other side, Mataro Mankanshoku was thinking the same thing. but he was stopped by a lady in a cloak.

"You're late, Ryuko," Ryu whispered as the cloaked Ryuko busted onto the stage and freed Mako before standing before the Life-Fiber wearing boxer. "You mean to tell me you didn't feel that Spiritual Pressure not to long ago, Ichigo?"

"I suck at sensing things, ok? It's not my strong suit."

"Hey, Fukuroda! Why don't you pick on someone your own size?!" The Two-star President launched a barrage of fists at Ryuko, laughing as he did. "HA! Survive that!" It did nothing but shed her cloak, revealing her...rather revealing outfit. Ichigo covered his face to avoid looking and blushing his face off.

"Oi oi, Ichigo, you sense that?" Ryu asked as he narrowed his eyes.

"Barely. I'm not a sensing person." He looked at Ryuko, ignoring the outfit as best he could. She DID have power, though. As much as his senses weren't focused, he did estimate her power as high as a fourth seat: maybe those two morons from the 13th Division would be a match for her. But not Ikkaku, and certainly not Renji.

Ryu grinned widely. "It's mimicking a Clad-Type Fullbring, Matoi, no wonder that name was so goddamn familiar!" he said with a small laugh. "Isshin Matoi was a Fullbringer."

"Yeah, but it feels like it's not coming from her. More like from..." Ichigo's head comically went to his side. "Her outfit?!"

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU WEARING?!" the boxer shouted scandalized.

"Look, it's not like I have a choice!" Ryuko defended herself, her face red with embarrassment.

"You slut! Well, if you're going to be naked, so will I!"

Ryu's eyes widened. "Oh dear god no," he whispered, horrified at the thought. "If you do I will end you!"

He did. As someone will later note, it was a mistake. Ryuko roared and began beating the holy fuck out of Fukuroda. "A right jab!" Her fist made contact with his face. "And a left hook!" The boxer was sent flying, but not far enough as she charged at him, wielding the scissor. "Take this, you sick bastard!"

Fukuroda screamed in panic as the scissor sliced through his uniform, shredding it to pieces to the shock of everyone present, and in their state of shock they completely missed the uniform's Banshi being absorbed by Ryuko's new outfit.

"Saying this now, Ichigo, I will be the one to teach her," Ryu told the orange haired teen with a gleam in his eyes. "Dear god she is a natural."

"Meh." A small amount of blood went flying in Satsuki's direction, blocked mostly by the student body. But it didn't stop all of it as some made contact with her cheek. The Elite Four were horrified, but Satsuki remained calm. "Where...did you get that outfit, Ryuko Matoi?"

Ryuko kicked the microphone into her hands. "I got it from my dad... and you're goin' to tell me who the fuck killed him, SATSUKI KIRYUIN!"

Ron: Well, ending at the same point as Episode one. That's a good thing, ri-

(Building shakes)

Ron: Oh, son of a BITCH.

(A thunderbolt crashed through the roof as Tom drops in.)

Tom: Zeus, get some glasses cause your aim sucks!

Ron: Damn it, now I have to get this place fixed again! The IRS is going to have my ass for...

(A wall collapses as Kenpachi Zaraki enters)

Zaraki: Where's Ichigo?! He still owes me a fight!

Tom: Hey! Zaraki, ever want to fight a god?

Zaraki: ... The fuck do you think?

Ron: He's up there, ruining my theater!

(Zaraki cackles as he leaps out of the ruined building, charging at the god of lightning)

Ron: What the hell, man? this place gets trashed more than the Yellow Flag!

Tom: Well, there is one thing we can do.

Ron: And that would be? There's no way I can Zaraki-proof this place.

Tom: (Pulls out a beer and popcorn) Watch and sell tickets.

Ron: Good idea. I might break even.

Ja Ne!