"A year ago I was fighting Sosuke Aizen in the world of the Soul Society during the winter war with the beings known as Arrancar and after it was all over I lost all my power including the ability to see the dearly departed. Six months after that, Kisuke Urahara, my very own informant on the Soul Society calls me up and tells me he can get my powers back to an extent, but I'd have to do something for him in return. Having grown accustomed to fighting monsters that go bump in the night and Kisuke's little schemes he always seemed to have, against my better judgement, I agreed.

Turns out I hadn't lost everything after using the Final Getsuga Tensho, I still had dormant powers deep down within me. Kisuke referred to it as a Fullbring some Hollow mumbo jumbo or something. Kisuke likes to ramble on and I tend to lose interest in what he's saying most of the time. So you may be asking yourself, if I got my spiritual powers back, what kind of crazy monster filled situation has Kisuke gotten me into now, right? Well, I have to say I didn't expect the request of Kisuke to be this.

Not at all.

I haven't seen a damn Hollow in the six months I've been here, although there have been several people with high spirit energies that are taught to harness them. My job? Simply keep an eye on everything and look out for the spiritually aware people if Hollow's start to come after them. So why you ask am I laying atop of an eighteen story building looking down a scope of a Barrett M82 rifle watching a bank, no Kisuke didn't want me to become a bank robber. I became a Butei."

Ichigo felt the slight breeze of the wind come to a stop as the alarms in the bank sounded off, even from eighteen stories up, four blocks away he could still hear the alarm in the dead of night. Next was the sirens of the police cars heading towards the robbery in progress but Ichigo's mind wasn't fixed on the sounds as they echoed in the night air.

His body was unmoving as he looked down the high powered scope watching the bank's entrance. His finger was the only part of his body that was moving, it was idly tapping the side of the trigger guard to the beat of his heart. He was wearing the standard Butei High bulletproof uniform, the black blazer outlined in white seams with a white dress shirt beneath along with a red tie and black pants. To his right was the weapon's case for the Barrett M82 sniper rifle he was currently wielding. On his head were a pair of military grade headphones covering his ears with a little microphone coming down to his mouth.

"Target's approaching from the south as we predicted." A soft calm voice came over the headset, Reki being on the other end of the line. She had been the one to request Ichigo to come along on this job, Butei being able to take jobs to earn academic units and money, the first needed for graduation the second to keep for themselves for a job well done. She was the academy's top sniper an S-class Butei.

Reki simply requested Ichigo for the job since he was well versed with high calibre rifles and was also an S-rank Butei like herself. In the six months that Ichigo had been at the school he had passed all practical exams with ease, he was high ranking in academics as well and was one of the most renown Butei of the academy. However what surprised most was that he hated guns and only used them on certain jobs or practice otherwise keeping to a blade and even then his martial arts were enough to deal with the majority of the situations he was put in.

Raising his hand up he pulled the bolt handle back in a swift movement injecting the cartridge of the high calibre bullet into the chamber so it was ready to fire, flicking the safety up he set his hand back towards the trigger, his face having never left the scope.

"Target entering zone. Fire when ready." Reki's voice came back over the headset making Ichigo take a slight breath as he listened to everything going on around him, he could hear his heartbeat his finger tapping the trigger guard to his heartbeat once more, the sirens still sounding in the air growing closer with every passing moment. Then the roar of an engine reached his ears, it was low as it was four blocks away but in the dead of night it was echoing through the streets.

Through the scope Ichigo watched as the bank doors shattered as gunfire rang out into the night four individuals all carrying black duffel bags exited as a Humvee parked in front of the bank, the thieves all entering the vehicle. Ichigo lined up his shot as the last of the car doors closed, he could see the driver putting the Humvee into gear before he pulled the trigger. The Humvee didn't even make it a meter, Ichigo watched through the scope as the hood of the Humvee was impacted by the .50 calibre round.

The .50 calibre bullet can easily penetrate one and a half inches of solid steel armor plate, which is the normal amount of protection offered by most of the world's Armored Personnel Carriers, Armored cars, trucks and other light vehicles. A vehicle with no armour plating, the round would simply destroy what it hit.

"Target disabled, police units are moving in to apprehend the suspects." Reki informed him over the radio. "Mission complete." Ichigo glanced down the scope once more to see that the bullet had gone through the bonnet and into the motor, metal was sprawled over the sidewalk with a crack in the concrete showing that the bullet had gone through the hood of the car, the car's engine, front tire and out the other side. Ichigo pulled back from the scope and sat up rolling his shoulders.

"I don't know how you do it Reki." Ichigo said into the microphone. "Staying still for so long, don't you get all stiff?" He questioned as he began to disassemble the rifle and put it back in it's case.

"You get use to it." Reki replied. "Thank you for your assistance tonight."

"Don't mention it." Ichigo replied as he glanced down at his wrist to see that it was nearing two in the morning. "Who needs sleep anyway." He thought to himself with a slight chuckle as he closed the weapons case. "I'll see you tomorrow Reki, or the next day."

"Very well, I'll be sure to give you your payment and tell the teachers of your assistance with the job." Ichigo picked the weapon's case up and began to make his way down the building. Getting to the street he began to make his way to the dorms, no public transport this early in the morning and it wasn't that far of a walk.

He often wandered how he had gotten himself into situation's like this, why he was proclaimed as a thug at his high school. Why out of everyone with spiritual awareness in Karakura Rukia found him. How he had stormed Soul Society to save Rukia before becoming a true substitute Soul Reaper and then was caught up in the mess that was the Winter War. It just seemed that he was always fighting. Now here he was at a school that made fighting part of it's curriculum.

"I have the strangest life." Ichigo thought to himself. "Kisuke sent me here to look out for the ones with strong spiritual powers but I haven't seen any hollows in the six months I've been here." He sighed slightly. "Maybe I should give him a call." Shrugging and figuring he could call Kisuke at a later date he arrived at the male dormitory. Heading up the flights of stairs he headed for his dorm fishing his keys from his pocket as he walked he arrived at the end of the hall, on the nameplate it read two names.

Tohyama and Kurosaki.

Unlocking the door Ichigo went inside placing the case of the Barett down in the hall before moving towards the kitchen in the dark. Opening the fridge he eyed the half empty bento box that made him cringe slightly.

His room-mate, Kinji Tohyama was an average guy. He and Ichigo got along well and were in the same class. However there was one thing about Kinji that Ichigo absolutely feared and it wasn't even Kinji's fault. It was his childhood friend, Shirayuki Hotogi. She creeped Ichigo the hell out, the way she doted herself over Kinji, calling her Kin Kin, which Kinji hated.

Ichigo didn't know what it was but every time he met Shirayuki it felt as tho he was in the same room as Retsu Unohana, just to a much, much lesser extent, but the feeling was still there. So he made himself scarce every time she was around. Ichigo was glad, she hadn't been around the last week since she was off at some type of training camp or something before the new semester started. Sighing he closed the fridge and made his way for the bathroom, having a quick shower and changing into a pair of boxes and a shirt he headed for bed.

...Ding Dong...

The sound of the doorbell ringing made the black haired teen groan into his pillow. Reaching up to his nightstand he grabbed the cell phone laying next to the Beretta and pulled it towards him, a few bullets that were sitting on the night stand falling to the ground with a clatter. Flipping the phone open Kinji rose his head and winced at the sudden bright light that entered his vision from the phone screen.

...Ding Dong...

"It's seven in the morning." Kinji thought to himself. "Who rings someone's doorbell at seven in the morning." Sitting up Kinji closed his phone and sat it back down on the night stand and swung his legs out of bed, his feet landing on a few stray bullets. Sighing as he heard the doorbell ring he looked over to the other set of bunk beds to see Ichigo sleeping or at least appearing to be.

"If you don't answer the damn door I'ma hit you." Ichigo's irritated tired voice came from the bed making Kinji chuckle nervously as he got up and headed for the front door. Stumbling up to the front door trying to get through his own haze of tiredness he peeked through the eye hole to see Shirayuki standing on the other side checking herself in a little make-up mirror.

"What is she doing here so early in the morning?" Opening the door Shirayuki instantly closed the mirror and hid it behind her back as she smiled at him. "Hey Shirayuki." Kinji greeted in his usual bored tone.

"There's my sleepy Kin Kin, how are you?" Shirayuki questioned with a smile.

"Shirayuki, what are you doing here? This is the male dormitory. The Student Council president shouldn't be coming to the guy's dorms." Kinji told her. "I don't want rumours or anything popping up." He explained.

"W-Well." Shirayuki blushed fidgeting slightly as she stood in the doorway. "I was away at the shrine for this past week and I haven't been able to do anything for you so... I thought that I could... ahh..."

"There's no need to." Kinji replied. "You don't need to keep doing this Shirayuki."

"...B-but... oh..." Kinji sighed as she saw her cheeks redden even more and tears started to well in her eyes. He didn't want her crying or anything so he gave in.

"...Alright, alright!" He told her. "Just... keep it down. Ichigo's still asleep, he went on a job last night with Reki and didn't get in until early, I doubt he's going to the opening ceremony today."

"I... I hope I won't be a bother." She bowed making Kinji sigh as he turned and walked into the hall, Shirayuki following after she had taken off her black strapped shoes, arranging them carefully by the door.

"So, why did you come here?" Kinji asked as he sat on the ground before a low table within the living room.

"I-I wanted you to have these." She started to untie the Japanese cloth she was holding as she, too, sat in front of the table. She placed a crimson bento box on the table and opened the painted lid. Inside the bento was a soft-looking omelet, orderly lined-up sweet boiled shrimps, silver salmon, luxurious foods like Saijyou Persimmons, and shiny white rice.

"You really shouldn't make all this for me Shirayuki." Kinji sighed. "I mean it must have put you out of your way."

"D-don't worry, I just woke up a bit earlier than usual. Besides, I was worried that all you were having was food from the convenience store during the time I was away..." She explained to him.

"But that shouldn't concern you." Kinji sighed in annoyance as he began to eat the meal much to Shirayuki's joy. As the two continued to converse as Kinji finished the meal Shirayuki made for him before Shirayuki went about getting everything ready for Kinji's school uniform. Kinji opened his laptop as he logged into his emails, Shirayuki having brought his bulletproof jacket out and his Beretta after loading it.

"You really shouldn't leave your weapons around like that Kinji, who knows what could happen." Shirayuki scolded him making him grunt in acknowledgement. "Is Ichigo getting up anytime soon?"

"Not that I'm aware of." Kinji told her. "As I said, he had a job with Reki last night. He's probably exhausted. I doubt he'll be coming to the opening ceremony." Shirayuki frowned but nodded, it was her duty as student council president to make sure everyone attended classes, but being a Butei could be exhausting on students. "You should get going Shirayuki, you don't want to be late, you're student council president after all."

"What about you Kinji? If you want I could wash your dishes maybe do some laundry." She suggested.

"I think you've done enough for one morning Shirayuki, go I'll be at school soon." Shirayuki frowned but nodded regardless and bid him farewell as Kinji simply wasted time surfing the web. With a sigh he glanced down to his watch.

7:55

"Crap! I'm going to miss the 7:58 bus!" Shutting his lap top he rushed out of the dorm room and down the stairs only to see the bus he was supposed to catch leave just before he got there. With a sigh he turned for the bike racks and grabbed his bike not knowing how missing the 7:58 bus would change his life.

"Shit... I think I overslept." Ichigo groaned as he opened his eyes to reveal the afternoon orange hue in the bedroom. "Yep, defiantly overslept." Reaching over for his phone he pulled it towards him and flicked it open revealing that he had several messages, seven to be exact. The first was from Mutou, if Ichigo could describe Mutou in one word it would be very simple.

Keigo.

There just seemed to be a Keigo in every school, but at least Mutou wasn't all clingy like Keigo was so that was a plus. Mutou's message was just asking where he was which he flatly ignored. The second was from Reki saying thank you once more for assistance with the job the previous night and that everything has been settled on the funds department which he would receive soon. The third, fourth, fifth, sixth and seventh? Well... they were something Ichigo wanted to ignore.

*Where is my Strawberry?*

*I want my Strawberry!*

*Give me my Strawberry!*

*Please give me my Strawberry, I'll put some cream on you and gobble you up 3*

With a sigh Ichigo opened the last message from Riko and instantly closed it. It had been a very productive photo of said blonde girl, from what Ichigo saw of the picture it hadn't been taken that long ago since it was afternoon, it was of an empty classroom Riko standing there her blouse open revealing the front catch of her golden bra winking at the camera with a victory sign and from what he saw a strawberry nuzzled between her breasts.

Riko would be the end of him one day and he also couldn't just stop talking to her, she was the best informant in Butei High and she knew it. It was just a pain that she was flirty all the time.

Sitting up in bed he placed his phone back down on the night stand next to his bunk and stood up heading for the door to the bedroom, walking down the hallway he heard the doorbell ringing, he walked forward and stopped next to the entrance to the lounge room to see Kinji sitting there deep in thought.

"Guess he doesn't hear it?" He thought to himself as he headed for the now irritating sound that was the doorbell that the idiot on the other side of the door was ringing like a maniac. Seriously it was giving him a headache. Opening the door he put on his nastiest scowl that would even make Orihime run for the hills if she saw it and glared at... nothing? "Huh?" He looked around not seeing anyone.

"Down here moron." A voice spoke up making Ichigo look down to see a girl in the school uniform of Butei High standing there, her hair was pink and in long pigtails. "Does Kinji Tohyama live here?" Ichigo rose an eyebrow at how demanding she was. "Well does he live here or not? It says his name on the plark doesn't it?" Ichigo glanced at the name's of the dorms before looking back down at the girl.

"Kinji you got a little sister?" Ichigo called back into the dorm.

"What? No, why? When did you get up anyway?" Kinji questioned and Ichigo could hear Kinji's footsteps as he stepped into the hall. Ichigo stepped to the side and Kinji froze in mid step as he saw Aria standing there, the one who had made his life hell in just a few short hours. "Ahh! What are you doing here!"

"A hello would be just fine." Aria huffed pushing past Ichigo and into the apartment bringing a bag along with her making Ichigo simple stare at Kinji with a questioning look. Kinji just slumped over as Aria made her way into the living room.

"It's a long story." Kinji breathed out.