Before The Snow Falls

Disclaimer – I do not own Bleach in anyway shape or form. If I did, than I would not make the whole story about Ichigo and his escapades in the Soul society, but about Urahara, all day and all night. But, I do not own Bleach, Tite Kubo does, and he decides what goes on.

P.S. – I am only in the tenth book of Bleach, and I also am up to the episodes that are shown on Adult Swim. If I get something wrong about the Soul Society, or I just say something that there is no possible way this can happen, then just forget it, cause this is fan fiction people. Also, soul reapers have emotions, and a person who can see a soul reaper can touch them. (In my story that is, just trying to clear some things up. To lazy to go through the gigai junk since that would be awkward in future situations, and no that means no lemons you people out there who are reading this.) Also, it seems I am one of those lucky ones to have a Kisuke OC.

First Bleach fanfic. Enjoy.

Chapter 1

Ivory Snow, Ebony Spirit

Noon came among the town of Karakura, and everything was quiet on this slow moving winter day. Last nights snow lay on the ground, and already kids had made snowmen and had their snowball fights. Houses were literally covered in snow, so much, that it was amazing people haven't cleaned off their roofs yet so they wouldn't cave in. To actually mention that, the Urahara Shouten had been closed because of the snow actually making the weak roof creek.

"URURU! YOU DO IT!"

"But…Jinta…Mr. Urahara said you had to help."

Ururu was now almost literally getting no help from Jinta who was climbing down the ladder that lead to the top of the roof. They were both covered in warm clothing, and the temperature seemed to be lowering, making Ururu even colder then she already was.

"Jinta…"

No answer came, but just a sound of the door closing to the shouten. Little mumbles of voices and then screaming of Jinta came soon after.

"Tessai! I don't want to! Come on! Ururu can do it!"

"Mr. Urahara may not be here, but you were strictly told to clean that roof."

Jinta was getting held by the collar of his shirt, which said Urahara Shouten across it. Tessai lifted the little boy with ease, and since he was taller then some normal men, he was able to literally place Jinta on the roof without a ladder or item to increase his height. Ururu had almost finished with her half of the roof, but she still had a deep feeling that Jinta would force her to do his part when Tessai left.

"Mr. Urahara should be back in about an hour. You two better finish this before he gets back."

They both knew that, but Kisuke was such a unserious man, that all he did for punishment was chase them around the house with his cane flaying everywhere trying to hit them, but soon he just stops, and laughs about it. He always fooled around, and never was real serious for long. Nor even if he was serious, he would turn back to normal in about a minute, or until the person who made him serious left the room.

"Not like he would notice Tessai!"

Jinta had begun to take out anger as he just plowed through the snow, letting it fly across the air, and landing it all on top of Tessai making the large look like a over done snow man. Ururu had came down from the roof, and watched as Jinta still had been doing this for about a couple of more minutes.

"See, Jinta, was that so hard?"

He huffed and ignored the ladder and then just jumped off, and landed in a kneeling position. His hands suddenly felt a cold chill and he looked down to see even more snow flakes falling.

"Oh come on!"

"Uh…don't worry about it, Jinta. It is just a light snow; it won't cause as much snow fall as it did last night. Don't overreact."

Easy for him to say, he doesn't have to clean a roof.

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On the other hand, Kisuke was just walking peacefully down the streets of Karakura, and he just paid no mind to the world around him, as usual. He skipped through the air, clanging his wooden sandals from time to time. He loved the winter time, and there is always a time for someone to go skipping down the street that was fully covered in snow.

Sure people stared at him for being underdressed for the weather (you know the usually geta-boshi, and his forest green coat, and green clothing under that). But, as we all know, he didn't care, and he just kept on skipping, minding his own business.

"I love winter. Best season of the year." (A/N: Do they have seasons in the Soul Society? OO)

He swung around his cane, not minding that if he hit someone that their spirit would be knocked out of their body, and having a witness see that would lead him into jail possibly for first degree murder, but that is beside the point. Snow was piled high on his geta-boshi and it just fell off as he spun around happily. (A/N: Trying my best to catch his hard character XD!)

He continued this for a few more feet, just spinning with glee, as he was totally oblivious to the boy clanging his feet against the ground. He ran past Kisuke catching his attention.

Huh? What's wrong with… I sense spirit energy.

He observed the boy running a little longer, as he noticed that no one noticed him, even though his clothes were ratted and he was bleeding in many places. Kisuke noticed that he was a spirit, not because the spirit energy, but also that he made no wind movement when he passed, nor was the snow on the ground moving under his feet as he ran.

Great. Where there is a running spirit…

A loud screech pierced through the sky, showing that there was actually something there up ahead in the streets before Kisuke.

There is a hollow.

Ready for combat, he focused his eyes, seeing the hollow stomping through the streets, knocking street signs and snow everywhere. People ran in fright as many things flung out at them out of random. The hollow came closer, inching himself towards Kisuke. Kisuke on the other hand did not move, and just stood, clenching his cane ready to summon Benihime.

"Where is the boy? Come out; come out where ever you are."

"Obvious. The boy, well he just ran that way…oh wait…maybe it was that way..."

The hollow turned its huge head showing its full facial features. For a hollow of its class it was quite large, but not the least intelligent. It would hit things at random, showing no strategy of actually preying down food. Its mask was a bit large for it's body, and it just looked bulky and out of shape.

"You, man with the cane. Where is he?"

The hollow spoke with so much force that Kisuke's hair blew back, letting his geta-boshi fly off his head. He looked back to see that his missing particle of clothing just flying away; he wasn't complete without, it was kind of disappointing to see it fly away like that.

"Well, that is the second hat I went through this month. Those are hard to come by." (A/N: They have 23 of them on am getting one!)

Kisuke totally ignored the hollow in front of him, as he just began to brush his hair back in place, feeling even worse without the touch of his hat on his head. The hollow became inpatient, and lifted its head to the side, ready to just jump away from the useless man, but it began to turn around again as he noticed the presence of the cane, and the man's large amount of soul energy.

"What kind of man are you? I sense immense amounts of power coming from your cane, and you as well."

Kisuke got his attention back and looked up to see the hollow looking at him in question.

"Oh yeah, I am an ex-soul reaper, and this is my zanpaku-to. Man, I miss that hat."

The hollow seemed to choke on its own breathe, if it could, as he heard the two words all hollows hate to hear. Hearing soul reaper and zanpaku-to in the same sentence; not a good sign. Kisuke watched as the hollow inched away from him, scared of what he was going to do next.

"Oh yeah, I am not really open with using the term 'ex-soul reaper' when I refer to myself, but you are a hollow, you won't remember anyway."

"Why…why you!"

Kisuke smiled as he knew the saying 'an angry fighter fights blind' and he readied his zanpaku-to. The hollow inched closer to his face ready for the attack he was going to blow on him. He was sure that he would get this soul reaper, for he did say ex, which meant he wasn't one anymore. This also was a possibility that he maybe could have become weak, besides, soul reapers blood tasted sweeter then a little child's.

"I want you to nake, my Benihi..."

Kisuke froze, and stopped his call when loud bangs were heard from down the street as buckets and newspapers also snow was flying everywhere. The hollow stopped in its tracks looking behind it to see a small figure with black clothing on walking up to it. It was a girl dressed in a shihakusho, and also a zanpaku-to wrap around her back. News papers from the soul society seemed to have blown into her face as she walked down the road, not noticed that a gust of wind blew, and leading her stepping into a bucket, making her walk clumsy down the street knocking over even more things. People began to stare as papers floated in the air as well as a bucket were walking by it. She stopped for a moment and ripped off the paper, and kicked off the bucket almost hitting Kisuke.

Kisuke, with his quick reflexes, unsheathed Benihime, and felt the blade cut through the metal with ease. He froze in place, as he began to look around as people stared at him. I mean how awkward would it be that he was standing there with a sword, swinging at buckets that are flying at you, while you rant on about losing a hat, and talking to a non-visible object to humans?

"HAHAHA! Nothing to see here folks. I am just one of those…umm…one manned street shows. You know they are quite on the rage now days."

He chuckled as he scratched the back of his head at being at unease. For a spilt second, the hollow seemed to roll its eyes, and it screamed with a furious howl, which then led to all the people to desert the street now.

"Okay, better. Now I can fight you, and eat you, my tasty soul reaper."

"Not if I have anything to say about it!"

The girl on the other side of the hollow pointed her thumb at herself, like she was proud of her authority.

"I am Nake Yukino, soul reaper in training who is patrolling this area as a substitute. And since you are on my territory, and on my list of things to do today, that means I get to kick your ass!"

She gave another thumb up as she had a smile from ear to ear. Her teeth actually made a sparkly.

"Uhh…no thank you, I don't need to feed off someone like you, I got this soul reaper…wait…where did he go!?!"

To the hollow's surprise, Kisuke was gone, out of site and no where to be found. On the other hand, from his lack of attention towards Yukino, he felt her zanpaku-to slice through his mask. Kisuke on the other hand, was now walking from roof to roof. He watched the last few minutes of the fight, and caught his hat that had flown by surprisingly. He chuckled as he watched as the girl still was as bad as she was with getting to the hollow as she was when she tried to put the hollow into the soul society.

Kisuke placed his geta-boshi back on, and he put Benihime back into her sheath. He watched a little longer, and he actually laughed out loud almost at her mess ups. He stood up, jumping to the next roof in front of him as a gust of wind blew. He stopped, forgetting to hold onto his hat, but in the end it had flown off his head once more. All he could do now was just sulk his way back to Urahara Shouten.

Uh, this is my new fanfic. YUP YUP YUP! For some reason I think this chapter I sorta rushed through, but it sounds okay to me. I mean I don't want this story to be super long anyway. Maybe, 7 chapters, 10 chapters max. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it this far! It is still a work in progress, and I need as much support as always (since that I have a iffy plot for it, which means it will take me forever to get started since yes, I am not as far into the anime and manga as some of you people are) . Anyway, SEE YAHS!! –crosses arms and does Kanonji's signature laugh- Man I love that…

Translations –

Shouten – shop (I am sure a lot of people know this one)

Geta-boshi – Basically, it is the name of the type of hat Kisuke has

Nake – sing

Shihakusho- The name of the Soul Reaper's clothing (you know, the black and white junk)

R&R PWEASE! I accept flamers, and also, if you don't know me and aren't familiar with my fanfics, yes I do write at the end and beginning of every chapter. I think people like reading them since it is a style I always liked. (if you anyone notices, even manga artists do it) It lightens up the mood sometimes.