Author Notes: When writing my fanfic, Bleach Rinse, I came to the conclusion that there would be a chance that eventually a canon continuation could be written for Kazui Kurosaki similar to the Boruto series. For this reason, I will be writing a retelling to the Bleach story that leads up to the events of my other series Bleach Rinse set in a parallel timeline where events occur differently than in the canon. It will be written in two fanfic parts; the first part will be a multi-chapter telling of the Substitute Soul Reaper arc to a divergent take on the Deicide arc with Xcution arc added in prior the Soul Society Arc called Strawberry to Deicide Re-Rinse. The second part will deal entirely on the Vandenreich arc, which will be altered as well as due to the parallel time I mentioned. Enjoy!

As aside a side note- I am deeply for mentioning this, but until chapter 9- certain chapters have been deleted by me due to story elements being not explained thoroughly and the pacing being too fast. By chapter 9, everything will be clarified.

As of 10/30/16, adding foreshadowing of the Full-Bringers earlier than before.

Chapter 1: Strawberry meets Mask Monster

As usual, a bleach blonde haired male student was challenging a fellow student to a fight for the umpteenth time on the roof top of the high school. The blonde was named Reiichi Oshima, whose most notable features included three earrings on his right ear and one in lower right lip. The student that he now faced was a grimace wearing young man with short, spiky orange hair was named Ichigo Kurosaki- the unusual part is that the hair color was completely natural.

"Heh, when are you gonna admit you're stealing my style- and why the hell, Orange?!- blonde is the color of rebellion you know.," asked the thuggish student raising a fist.

"Sigh...First, my hair's natural, even though for some reason, none of my family has it. And when are you gonna stop this? You've been suspended for several times now- chances are that you'll be expelled if you keep this up, said the frowning young man as he tried to persuade him not to fight.

"Shut it, Strawberry!," shouted the angered Reiichi as he threw a straight punch at Ichigo.

Ichigo then reacted moved with surprisingly quick speed, shocking Reiichi as the latter proceeded to trick the former into falling flat on his face on the ground.

"I'm not one to say this, but don't you see anything beyond this. What do you want to do with your life.," Ichigo asked with his back turned.

"Fuckin' Strawberry, acting all better than me and shit. Just because you managed to get good grades despite everybody saying you're like me- a thug!," Reiichi groaned while on the ground.

After a brief pause, Reiichi rose enough to sit down.

"You say fighting's stupid, but I know you smile during your fights. Especially the ones you have with that tall, dark and mute foreigner- does he say anything or is all in his native-," the bleach blonde man.

Turning his head with an intense look, Ichigo briefly vanished from Reiichi's sight. Once he turned his head, he saw that Ichigo had somehow gotten to his left side without him noticing the movement at all.

"More of that speed stuff again, are you even human?!," Reiichi asked in frustration as he stared with spiteful fury.

"Chad's a lot tougher and smarter than you give him credit for. Seriously, you come and come to fight me over and over- I'll ask again, what do you want to do once you're out of high school and an expulsion would be the least of your problems?," Ichigo asked Reiichi again, staring deep into his eyes with an overwhelming presence of fury from Reiichi mocking Chad.

The sight caused Reiichi briefly had a frightening vision of a white skinned and haired version of Ichigo grinning madly with black sclera with white irises with a demented gleam. The form then warped into a humanoid monster with two forward pointed horns from its silent skull like face that threatened to swallow him whole.

Reiichi was immensely shocked as he froze completely stiff from the intimidating hallucination while Ichigo continued back to class.

Ichigo...look up, said a deep voice of a man suddenly appearing in Ichigo's consciousness.

The orange boy being startled by the sudden spoken words spoken to him turned his head to see who was speaking. Aside from Reiichi, no one was there, but himself.

"Spiritual Pressure amount: 19...that's almost the same level as an average Soul Reaper," said a feminine voice from above in the sky.

He felt a purple eyed stare looking down at him, which caused him to turn to the sky. He looked for a brief moment, decided it was nothing and returned to what he was doing as he went back to his class.

Unbeknownst to him, the eyes still looked at him from above, it was that she had briefly used a fast movement to make herself into a blur so the boy below wouldn't see her. Those eyes belonged to a black haired woman in a samurai-eque outfit with several strands of hair hanging between her eyes with her hair ending in pointed ends. She held a katana on her side in a sheath. She then leap to her next location to perform whatever duties she needed to do.

I always wanted to fight him?! It's like I thought, he ain't human! If that's true what could stop him?," thought Reiichi to himself in fear.

Observing from even higher than the woman before were the silhouettes of three individuals, one with combed back hair, one with wavy hair and one with pigtails respectively as they somehow understood what Reiichi meant by his inner thoughts.

Ichigo's Classroom

"Ichigo!," shouted a hyperactive young man with short brown hair jumping towards Ichigo as the latter entered the room. He reacted the way he always did by kicking Keigo in the face and stomped him on the ground to knock him down out of annoyance.

"Hi Keigo...," Ichigo said unapologetically as he moved to his seat.

"Hi...Ichigo," said Keigo with his face. An androgynous looking student with short, black hair parting down the middle with a stray bang and the tips fanning out looked at the scene with acceptance. And much to his displeasure, most of the female students would look at him in a dazed trance in his direction.

"Keigo, why do you do this? It's like with Reiichi, it's a foregone conclusion that he doesn't like anyone other than Chad and his own family- even with them, he's kinda of an ass.," he asked his friend lying on the ground.

"Mizuiro, he's our friend and friends always greet each other with displays of joy!," Keigo said as he got to his feet.

Ichigo sighed as the two continued the conversation with Mizuiro trying to calm Keigo's overreacting behavior. He turned to see a tall, dark skinned student with wavy brownish black hair covering his eyes, implying that he had at least some foreign ancestry.

"Hey Chad!," Ichigo said with a small smile. Chad responded by giving him a thumbs up while being silent with a silent smirk. The orange haired student then moved to his seat returning to his grimace.

I'm Ichigo Kurosaki. Age 15. Hair Color: Orange. Occupation: High School Student. My specialty is..., thought Ichigo to himself.

Ichigo closed his eyes and reopened them to see what was actually in the classroom.

From his perspective, there more than just the students in the room- there were hovering entities floating around and phasing into other rooms of the building. They were human in shape with various appearances from gender, body and wore clothing based on the time period from when they died. Some having the severe injuries remaining from their deaths, others looked like normal folks and occasionally, an animal like a dog would run pass by amongst the people. They would have conversations to one another on various topics, such as their demise, their families, etc. What they all had in common was a short chain that led to a metallic piece in the center of their chest.

The Ability to see ghosts...what a pain, Ichigo contemplated for himself in annoyance.

"Hmph, what strange hair you have. In my day, such fashions would be seen as atrocious in my day.," said a glass wearing, snotty woman ghost wearing a high society dress from the 1930s wielding a fan over her mouth.

"You bleached your hair? Expressing your individuality is groovy man- fight the establishment brother.," said a dyed shirt man ghost with long straight hair with purple sunglasses.

Ichigo not wanting to make a scene, decided to ignore them until class was over so he could tell them to leave. He then stared ahead and was perplexed at what he saw at the desk ahead of him.

A girl with long burnt orange hair was drawing herself as a robot. Ichigo looked over with an intense serious face, which caused the girl to turn around.

"Orihime, what are you drawing?," he asked with puzzlement.

"Ah...Ichigo, it's just myself in the future.," said the girl with a smile on her face. She had pale, fair skin and gray iris eyes, traits along with her burnt orange hair, had caused her to be bullied in the past. Ichigo who was born with orange hair and was similarly ostracized, felt a connection to her that he wasn't able to admit. Her emerald green hairpins shone in the light of the day.

The drawing she had was that of herself as a robot in an apocalyptic environment filled with raging flames emerging from ruined buildings.

"Ok...," Ichigo said as he went back to his seat.

"You're so sweet Or-i-hi-me!," said a red framed bespectacled girl with short reddish pink hair parted down the middle and purple eyes. She would then grope Orihime much to her surprise.

"Chizuru.," Orihime said sheepishly as she continued to be confused over the girl's behavior despite this occurring every school day.

How is she not suspended, let expelled," thought Ichigo in disgust at the sight of Chizuru harassing Orihime.

"Orihime, let's go somewhere together and do a little-," Chizuru said with a lustful intimacy as she tried to close in for a kiss.

Suddenly, she was grabbed by the shirt collar by a tomboyish girl with black hair spiked to the right side of her head and brown eyes. She bore an exasperated expression on her face as she dragged Chizuru back to her seat.

"Why did you do that Tatsuki?!," Chizuru asked as she pouted. "We were about to hit it off!"

"First, Orihime's not into you. Second, we all know who she really likes.," Tatsuki said with a pinched brow. Orihime briefly looked in Ichigo's direction before turning back and blushing.

"Well, you are mannish enough and you always hang out with her- I'd assume it to be you.," Chizuru said slyly, causing Tatsuki to turn red with embarrassment.

Keigo gave a wide eyed look in Chizuru and Tatsuki's direction. Ichigo sighed at the idiocy of the situation. Orihime looked confused.

"I sense a girl fight a coming!," said the excited boy in anticipation of a sexy brawl.

"You pervert!," Tatsuki said awkwardly as she prepared a karate stance.

"At least I admit it, you tomboy!," Chizuru said with narrowed eyes and a smug grin and thrusted forward her groping hands.

Three girls looked on at the scene with curiousness and indifference while sitting in their respective desks. The short brown haired girl with her bangs held a chip named Michiru was the first to speak.

"Shouldn't somebody stop them?," she asked her peers sheepishly.

Ryo the long black haired girl with a mole under her right eye answered with a shrug, "You know they'll be back at it again tomorrow. And the next day, and the day after that."

"They're always arguing over anything. Are they just having a hard time conveying their feeling?," said Mahana the girl student with short curly brown hair in an air-headed manner

"What do you mean?," Michuru asked Mahana curiously with Ryo turning away as if expecting the next words.

"I mean, are they an item or something?," Mahana said with no thought to those around her.

Tatsuki and Chizuru overhearing this, both blushed in embarrassment and looked to the ground.

"We're not like that!," they both shouted to Mahana who looked with puzzlement.

A bespectacled, slender young man with blueish black hair going down to his chin and framed to the sides of his face. He wore the uniform straighter than the other students with a tie. Flashing his blue eyes in annoyance at Ichigo for some unknown reason, he continued to remain quiet. Ryo looked at him with a face of concern.

Ichigo continued looked at the celling and wonder about earlier at the rooftop.

What the hell was that, hearing voices twice at the rooftop, I'm losing it!...I wonder if dad knows how to deal with it?, he thought to himself. At least nothing weirder can happen now.

As he was contemplating his thoughts, a large humanoid monster with a white mask like face in the shape of a fish peered into he room while perching on the side of the building in a climbing chimpanzee position. Ichigo suddenly felt a presence and looked to his side to see solid yellow eyes.

He saw the fish headed monster and further back, he saw two more monsters behind it. A bat like monster with a white head with narrow yellow eyes and a large furry hamster like monster with red like talons, a white head of a grinning monster with semicolon markings under its pinkish red eyes and a lure with a skull head emerging from his top of his body. Both looked on the building opposite to that of Ichigo's classroom, gripping on the back of the roof with only their heads revealed.

"Fishbone D, finish the job in the name of his Majesty," said the hairy monstrosity gesturing an decapitation by running his left claw under its head.

Fishbone D then head butted the room, causing the windows to break with its mouth gaped open, causing a dust cloud of debris to obscure the classroom.

Ichigo looked in shock while the other students noticed the damage to the side of the room; broken pieces of the window thrusted towards several of the students until two individuals managed to grab the collars of each of the teenagers and dragged them away from the projectiles.

Above the school, the black haired girl returned to school and looked down with shock.

"Three Hollows...and not just any Hollows either. What are you boy?," the woman asked herself as she prepared for combat.

Next Chapter: Hello Soul Reaper