Chapter 1

The Soul Society Secret Agency, formerly know as Soul Society Police Department.

We used to be Japan's best police branch.

But, look at us now.

We have been accused for the people they have killed; specifically people who used to be related to us.

We have been chased to an underground base.

We are being hunted, but we will come back with greater force.

We will take back Japan!

We will defeat them!

The Arrancar Police Department will fall soon.

"Hello," mumbled a girl to her cellular, her eyes closed. She was standing in the middle of the rooftop of a tall building. A half moon graced the sky and a slight breeze tousled her hair, but barely moved the tuft of black hair that rested between her eyes. "Karakura Town? Yes, I accept, Captain," she said respectively, and hung up. With a soft sigh, she opened her backpack, which had been laying beside her, and took out two ankle-high, black boots. She put them on top of her sock-like, black shoes. The girl looked at the moon and sighed again before walking to the edge of the building, looking down at the ten feet drop. In a blink of an eye, she jumped down.

Karakura Town is my next destination.

This is the town where the Arrancars are most active and many unseated officers have failed to protect our people.

I will not fall though.

I will honor the Kuchikis.

I, Kuchiki Rukia, will prove that I am worthy of a seat.

Kurosaki Ichigo slammed his schoolbag into the hook attached to his desk. His friend, Asano Keigo, just wouldn't stop. Guy was so excited about his new magazine order that Ichigo couldn't understand a thing he was saying. Not that he wanted to anyways. He glanced at his other friends, Kojima Mizuiro, who was just nodding his head to whatever Keigo was spewing, and Yasuturo Sado, or as he called him, Chad, who was in his seat. Normal day for Kurosaki Ichigo? Or at least that's what his brain told him. Something didn't feel right. He looked around the classroom. Everything was the same, except for a lot of excitement from some kids since it was a Friday. His eyes rested on the empty seat next to him. Damned seat had been vacant for three months. It had belonged to this red-headed, tattooed teenager, who had ditched school whenever he wanted to. Left after a week, but that didn't surprise the class. Any person to sit there would drop out of school after a week. A group of students named it the One Week Dropout Seat. The name sticked to the seat faster than glue.

"Eyes up everyone. You too, Kurosaki," said their teacher, and Ichigo barely looked up. His teacher was a young woman, seemingly around her thirties with hazel-colored hair and thick glasses. "There's a transfer student from the United States that I'd like to introduce today," she continued and this caught everyone's attention. All eyes were on a teenaged girl who entere the medium-sized classroom. When she turned to face the class wearing a smile, most of the students 'oooed'.

Comments buzzed around the school and Ichigo found himself wincing inside of his mind at some of them. "Wow! She's short!", "Pretty!", "Not as cute as me, but still adorable.", "I wanna be her friend.", "Gotta get her number.", and more remarks were audible by teenagers who seemed to think as if others couldn't hear them.

"Introduce yourself," said the teacher, smiling gently.

The girl's eyes narrowed for a moment before she widened them and it was then that Ichigo realized how big her eyes were. They were a bright, violet color that had a sparkle to them as she smiled widely before bowing. "Hello everyone! My name is Kuchiki Rukia and I've lived in the United States my whole life. I am still not used to Japan so please take care of me."

The class 'ooed' again and Ichigo swore he heard Keigo squeal, "I'll take care of ya Kuchiki-Saaan!"

Ichigo just scoffed. Something about the way she spoke sounded fake to him. It was too sweet and seemed forced, like she was trying to act like someone she wasn't. She had a big smile on, but now her eyes flickered to each face in the classroom. She was on the defense, or at least that's what Ichigo's brain told him. As if someone would attack her any moment. Ichigo glanced at Chad, who wasn't going all crazy over her either. Chad was like him, but in a more silent and taller version.

"You'll be sitting next to Kurosaki Ichigo. Ichigo, please raise your hand," said the teacher and Ichigo lazily lifted his hand. The girl nodded and bowed once again in front of the class before walking towards him. With any sound, he noticed, she'd jump slightly. She slid into a seat and flashed him a smile which he didn't return. Kurosaki Ichigo wasn't known for smiling, but he was known for observing. His eyes flickered to her neck, where there where four finger marks. Almost as if someone had tried chocking her.

"Nice to meet you, Kurosaki-Sama," she said politely.

Sama? This was modern Japan. Girls refered to him as 'Kurosaki-Kun'. Evryone turned to watch him, waiting for him to correct her. But instead of that, he responded in a simple way. "Nice to meet you, too."

Keigo and Ichigo crossed the street quickly, even though the only car visible in the intersection was distant and barely arriving at the mark. Keigo was blabbering about going out to this new teen club.

"Do ya wanna come?" he inquired, skipping ad he approached his front yard.

"No," he responded coldly shifting his shoulder so that his school bag hit his back.

"Aww. C'mon. Half the school's goin'."

"Half the school's made up of idiots."

"No!" Keigo protested, as he shoved his hands in his pockets, searching for his keys. "Arisawa Tatsuki is going. Is she an idiot?"

Ichigo paused, watching Keigo look for his keys. "At times."

"She'll kill you for that."

Ichigo nodded and began walking away. "See you Monday."

"No! You've got to come tonight!" Keigo yelled.

Ichigo scoffed and continued walking, thinking what a big idiot Keigo was. As soon as he reached his front door, he knew something was wrong. It was slightly opened. He pushed it further open and quickly entered his house. The living room was completely trashed. "YUZU! KARIN!"

"ICHI-NII!" his younger sisters' screams were filled with terror.

"Karin! Yuzu!" He ran up the stairs and entered his sisters' room. He found them in the corner, holding hands. The brown-haired one, Yuzu, was crying and the black-haired one, Karin, was trembling. He knelt down and grabbed both of their hands into his. "What happened?"

Yuzu cried louder, but Karin spoke. "He wants Dad, Ichi-Nii."

His eyes widened as he heard a maniac-like laughter from behind them. He turned and saw a man, with blue spiky hair, holding a gun. He was wearing a white vest and jeans that might've ben a size too big for him. "She's right. Now spit, boy."

Ichigo released his sisters' hands and stood up. "How could you? They are just kids."

"I asked you WHERE THE HELL IS YOUR DAD?!"

Yuzu whimpered and Karin jumped causing Ichigo to loose whatever grip he had on patience. He was going to protect his sisters with his life. With that in his mind, he went running towards the man in an attempt to punch him in the jaw. The man caught Ichigo's fist and kicked him in the stomach three times.

"Ichi-Nii!"

Ichigo stood up painfully. I have to protect. He went running at the man again, this time with more force, but ended up on the ground with a heavy foot crushing his back. "Now who's gonna talk?"

Ichigo watched as Karin stood up, her legs trembling. "M-my dad. W-why do you wanna know about him?"

"Aintcha buisness. Now tell me unless..." Ichigo must have yelled very loud because the pain made him see stars. His back was being crushed. He couldn't breathe, think, or speak.

"ICHI-NII!"

Ichigo was panting. Pain. It was horrible, but not as horrible as knowing that he had failed his sisters.

"My dad," Karin said."My dad is-"

A gunshot and a scream. Ichigo felt the foot be removed from his back but he couldn't move.

"Damn girl. You'll regret shootin' me."

Ichigo painfully crawled to his sisters and checked them.

"Ichi-Nii," was all that Yuzu whimpered, but Karin lifted a trembling finger and pointed behind Ichigo. Ichigo slightly turned around and shock electrocuted him. The girl who had shot the man was the transfer student, Kuchiki Rukia.

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