Author's Note: There are a couple of things I omitted from the previous chapter so here they are: A Shihakushou, is what the shinigami wear in Bleach, and Nathanexplosion7294 is the co-writer to this story and also one of the beta readers. I know that it took some time to get this story up but we had über writer's block. Other than that, I will get the third chapter up soon and do send me feedback. ENJOY!!

The next day, Ichigo woke up to the monotonous sound of his alarm clock signaling the time 6:30. He shared the tiny space with a roommate by the name of Ulquiorra Schiffer. He showed no expression or emotion other than that of someone shrouded in despair. His skin was a pale white and two blue markings ran down his cheeks from his eyes like tears. His eyes were a malachite green completely contrasting with his complexion. On top of his short black hair was the remains of what looked like a unknown creature's skull. It covered the left side of his head and protruding out of the side of its forehead was a small horn.

Neither of them had unpacked but by the looks of it, Ulquiorra didn't have anything other than the bare essentials. Ulquiorra was already awake, showered, and dressed when Ichigo woke up. He didn't wear the school uniform but instead he wore a completely white shihakushou only revealing his chest which sported a hole that went directly through the base of his neck.

Ichigo expressed his sloth like self when getting out of his bed. He had no desire to get ready or go to class for that matter, but when the thought of Moka becoming disappointed came around, Ichigo straightened himself out and did the best he could to get ready. Still in his shirt and boxers, Ichigo left his room for the showers.

It was 7:00 now and more students were heading for the shower rooms. Some students during their sleep had revealed their monstrous sides either frightening others or making others laugh hysterically. After the shower, Ichigo grabbed his computer bag and left for his homeroom.

"Alright class! I'm about to give each of you a paper showing what classes you'll be taking and what electives you can choose from. You can choose up to three clubs and you can change whenever you want and once you're done, hand the papers back to me," said Nekonome.

Ichigo was handed an assortment of papers stapled neatly together. The front page had an intricate border design and the words "Welcome to Youkai Academy" in bold gothic letters looking more like an amusement park brochure than school papers. Ichigo's classes were the ones he expected to get: everything honors. He skimmed through the electives and serendipitously only three interested him: kendo, cooking, and newspaper. He handed the papers to Nekonome and the rest of the day went regularly, except for his teachers...

His biology teacher was Szayel-Aporro a distinct man with a hair color slightly lighter than Moka's. He wore thin square glasses and a completely white formal outfit. His math teacher was Aaroniero Arrurerie who also seemed to wear the same white formal outfit but you could not see his face. This was due to the fact that is was covered by a tall helmet with four holes vertically aligned on either side of the front of it. His language arts teacher was Tia Hallibel who had dark skin and enormous breasts and her blond hair had three small braids on the back of her head. Her white outfit was different than the other as it extended all the way to the base of her fingers where she wore black gloves. His history teacher, Zommari Leroux, also had dark complexion yet atop of his shaved head were studs that ran across the center of his head. His outfit was the same as the first two teachers. And after what seemed to be an eternity of describing, his final teacher for Physical Education was Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez. His spiky, gelled blue hair really contradicted to his destructive personality.

After the classes, everyone was given some time off before the clubs started. Using his sixth sense of easily finding unusual hair colors, he soon found himself on the ground being hugged by the person he was looking for.

"You're here!" Moka exclaimed, "I was looking for you all over the place!"

Dark eyes loomed over the two making Ichigo uneasy while Moka didn't even notice at all.

"Yeah I'm here, but let me get up," Ichigo replied. Yet before he could stand up, His neck was given a good blood sucking. Not only was he screaming in pain, but he was also flailing his arms and legs all over the place trying to grab a hold of some kind.

"Ah! That was so refreshing! Thanks Ichigo!" Moka said in an innocent and sweet manner.

"Sooner or later I'm gonna die of blood loss," Ichigo thought as his face lightened by three or four shades, he then said, "By the way, what clubs did you choose?"

"Eh? What are clubs?"

Ichigo was dumbfounded, "Didn't you check the list of clubs?"

"I got lost again trying to find you."

"Weren't you in class?"

"Nope."

"So you didn't sign up?"

"Nope."

"Well then, you need to get it done." For the first time, it was Ichigo was the one dragging Moka through the crowd.

"I can run a lot faster you know," Moka said with no signs of anger or frustration.

"You'll just get us lost."

"Good point. What did you choose?"

"Kendo, cooking, and newspaper. Everything else really interested me."

"Well now I know what my clubs are."

"Eh?"

"I'll be doing everything you'll be doing"

"Isn't it a little too early to decide? I mean, you haven't even seen any of the clubs."

"That's okay. Because I know wherever you are it'll be fun no matter what!"

With that said, they reached Nekonome's classroom. She was inside tidying her papers making her working space more "workable" and also typing up a couple of things. Ichigo's footsteps alerted Nekonome making her ears twitch.

"Do you two need anything? I'm free right now," Nekonome said with cheeriness backing her words up.

Ichigo dragged in Moka and plopped her up straight, "She hasn't signed in yet."

"Well here ya go!" Nekonome handed the papers to Moka.

Without even looking Moka marked off the same clubs that Ichigo had.

"That was fast," Nekonome grabbed the papers and put them in the growing pile without looking up from her work, "Now I'm not trying to be rude, but I need to get back to work."

"I need to grab something in my dorm room so I'll see you at the club," With that said, the two parted ways.

Ichigo reached his dorm room with time to spare. Ulquiorra's side of the room was immaculate while Ichigo's still needed some TLC. He plopped his bag on top of his bed and opened its contents. What Ichigo pulled out was a six-foot long sword resembling a chef's knife. The entire body was completely black except for the edge of the blade. The hilt was wrapped in a ribbon of unbleached linen and it extended to be able to wrap around the entirety of the blade itself. The blade showed signs of wear and tear but overall, it was in good condition.

"I knew it was a good idea to bring you along," He grabbed the weapon and lifted it up with ease with one hand. He may have been stronger than the average 15 year old, but he was no match against his foes at this school, "Damn, ten minutes left."

Although it was almost time for everyone to get to their clubs, there was still a substantial amount of students idling about the campus. Ichigo strode alongside a long wall only to find Saizou come up to him.

"What did I tell you about being next to Moka?" Saizou hissed.

"I don't know what you talking about Saizou," Ichigo sneered as he tried to pass him. Saizou of course grabbed Ichigo by the collar and slammed him against the wall.

"I saw you with Moka today! What didn't you get when said 'Stay away from her!'"

"You never said anything like tha..."

BOOM! The wall behind Ichigo was destroyed with ease. Saizou's left arm grew into a large slimy mass of sharp claws and green skin.

"Tell me, what's your real form."

Ichigo had no idea of what to say, his mind and body were all frozen up. In an effort to free himself he spurted out, "V-Vampire. I'm a vampire."

Saizou grabbed a hold of Ichigo's head and lifted him up off the ground, "Vampire you say?! Vampires are atrocious western creatures said to be the best at using their supernatural powers! Are you sure you are such a vampire?! Do not lie to me..."

Before Ichigo could reply, he fell roughly to the ground landing on the rubble.

"Anyway, don't go near Moka again! Even if you talk to her you're dead boy."

Ichigo brushed himself off and checked his weapon for any significant damage and to his benefit, there were none. He checked his watch and was relieved to find out that he still had time to get to his kendo club.

When Ichigo walked in, class hadn't started yet so he had some time to linger. There were no chairs in the dojo except for a small portion which seemed to be a desk. Both sides of the building had large windows which allowed for natural sunlight and to give everyone some fresh air. Moka ran up towards Ichigo and gave him a big hug and in return a tasty meal.

"Ah! That was refreshing! I was starting to think that you were the one that got lost," Moka teased allowing her breasts to rub against him.

"I just had a conversation with a fellow student. Nothing to worry over." He tried to hide his emotions yet to no avail.

"Okay!" Although Moka may have been a caring person, she really did not know facial expressions.

The school bell rung with a clang signaling the first club to start. Two men entered the room with no warning. Both men were well fit, wore the same shihakushou, and had their own swords yet one was easily taller than the other.

The first one to come in was near 7 feet tall and had black liberty spikes pointing backwards and at the tips bells were hung. He had one long scar running down his face going over his left eye and an eyepatch covered his right. His entire face was composed with anything but curves.

The other man to walk in was entirely different. Only standing at 6 feet, he was dwarfed by the other larger staff member. He had slate gray eyes and long black hair and showed about as much expression as Ulquiorra. Kenseikens were attached to his head notifying everyone that he was of nobility.

The taller one was first to speak, "Alright students, this is you already know is kendo club. I am Zaraki Kenpachi and this here is Kuchiki Byakuya. We not only teach kendo, but we also explore on other bladed weapons such as Western fencing, great swords, sword & shield, so on and so forth. We might even practice archery," a venomous grin widened on his face.

Now it was time for Byakuya to speak, "We will meet every other day so as to give you some time to rest. Now before we can start, I see that some of you have brought your own equipment. If you want to, you can set it down wherever you like just so it's not in the way."

Ichigo was not the person to leave his weapon unattended so he kept it within arms reach.

Zaraki stepped forward to add another comment, "Just so you get to know each other, mingle around for a bit. If it gets out of hand, you don't want to know what'll happen. Besides, I'm not paid to be kind to you."

At first, the medley of peers oddly coalesced but after ten minutes, things moved much smoothly. Throughout the entire period, Moka was clamped onto Ichigo's arm with no intentions of letting go. Ichigo of course didn't mind this so it stayed that way.

The next two clubs didn't pertain much to Ichigo or Moka so they chitchatted without a care in the world.

At the end of the clubs, everyone was given an hour before dinner was served. Since neither Ichigo nor Moka had ever been to this school, they went for a nice walk in the dead, corpse infested, forest.

"I don't know if I should continue going to this school. I mean, everything is way too intense. Besides, human schools are much less... dangerous," Even though Ichigo could never bear the thought of being separated from Moka, his life was on the line.

"NO! You can't go to a godforsaken school like that! I won't let you!" Moka showed anger and worry in her voice.

Ichigo was taken aback. This was the first time he had seen Moka in such a state, "Why? Why are you so against human schools?" Ichigo did his best to try and not make it sound forceful.

"Before I went to this school, I attended a normal human school and EVERYONE hated me. They never believed me when I told them that I was a vampire. Everyone would make fun of me and call me names so that's why I don't want you to go there."

The two embraced each other in a tight hug for what seemed to be forever. Neither of them could let go and they both wanted to stay like that forever.

Well, got that covered. In the middle of the chapter there's a monster paragraph which I couldn't avoid and it still really annoys me. If you thought this chapter was slow, the next chapter will definitely be better.

By the way, a kenseiken is... Um... I really don't know how to describe it. Look it up.