"Japan is weird. Ever since I arrived weird creatures would show up screaming, smashing things, and chasing see through people with broken chains on their chests. Sometimes I could see a girl around my age clad in a old fashioned Japanese attire chasing the monster around with a Katana. Like I said weird. At the time I didn't think much of it. I figured she was a Cosplayer or Edo period Re-enactor. I never expected to be a part of that girl's world. And up until today I was your everyday juvenile delinquent slash high school student."

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Kyurururururu!

Orihime and Tatsuki didn't seem to notice the large, pasty purple, mask clad monster screaming from it's perch on a light pole.

Kyurururu- Guh.

My eyebrows shot up in surprise. A short black haired teenager just kicked the monster off the light pole. Her purple eyes flickered towards us them she launched impaling a katana into the middle of it's mask.

"What are you looking at?" Orihime asked waving her hand in front of my face.

"Wha- You mean, you two didn't see it?"

"See what?"

"Hahaha Karissa-chan, your weird"

I sighed looking back at the cosplayer girl before deciding it was time to get to the bottom of things.

"OOII!"

I gripped onto the smaller girl's black robes glaring down my nose at her.

"What the hell is going on?" many confused eyes were on me as I stood yelling at what they couldn't see.

"Y-you… you can see me? And touch me?" I dead panned

"Apparently dumb ass!" firm hands were placed on my shoulders

"Come on, we're gonna be late for school!"

I turned my head for five seconds to glance at Tatsuki. When I looked back the Katana wielding girl was gone. I frowned pulling out a half empty pack of Marlboro cigarettes.

"Shit, she got away"

"Ladies don't curse or smoke, Karissa" with that the cigarette was plucked from my lips by the ever frowning Kurosaki Ichigo.

"Oi!"

We both glared at each other, a trail of lightning forming between us, clashing in the center.

"Hand it over, Carrot top" I held out my hand raising an eyebrow at his slowly forming smirk.

"Don't. Even. Think. About. It" his smirk just widened as he ripped the paper.

Thump.

"Prick" I smashed my school bag into his head before stomping off with Orihime and Tatsuki.

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"WHAT? First you kick over yama-bro, and you want us to leave? Do ya want to die?"

I smirked watching Ichigo kick the boy in the face.

"Alright, question one" Ichigo glared at the remaining three boys.

"What the hell is that?" his arms swung towards a toppled over vase with wilted flower in it.

None of the boys answered, fueling Ichigo's anger some more. I laughed lightly

"No answer? Okay you" he pointed to the boy with a short goatee

"Umm. It's an… offering… to the kid… who died here recently…"

"GREAT ANSWER" Ichigo shouted kicking that boy in the head too.

I laughed placing a cigarette in my lips figure he wouldn't notice because he's busy kicking kids in the face.

"Question two" the two boys trembled huddling close to each other.

"Che, some punks they are"

"Why is the vase knocked over?" the boys flinched visibly, this time one of them answered without being chosen.

"The…that's…that's cause we knocked it over…skateboarding" the two received the same treatment as the others. A kick in the head.

"The next time you do that I'll make it so people have to lay flowers for you too!"

with those words being said, the conscious ones squealed and scurried off. I glanced at the young ghost girl noticing Ichigo's hesitant look.

"Stupid kid doesn't think I know? Heh whatever. I don't want to get involved"

"I forgot I had something… else to do!" I sweat dropped knowing I was the worst liar on the planet.

"See ya" Ichigo said ripping the cigarette from my lips before stomping it out on the ground.

"You owe me a new pack!"

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"Welcome back, Kiddo"

James lifted his bottle of Bud Light in my general direction his eyes not leaving the T.V which blared something about wild college girls. I rolled my eyes at words coming out of a drunken girl's mouth.

"There's nothin' here"

I glanced over at the graying brown haired man. Ever seen the Watchmen? Remember the Comedian, well James looks like him but tanner and a little fatter. Other then that their the similar in looks and sometimes personality.

"Get some more, yeah?" he asked turning to look at me.

"Why didn't you call me so I could pick up something on the way know?"

He grinned crookedly, normal people would be afraid of his smile because it didn't look friendly at all. More like a Crocodile smiling at the Gazelle before it drags it into the river. But I'm not exactly normal.

"I didn't wanna bug ya" he paused widening his grin " 'sides looks like you could use the exercise"

"OI!"

I grabbed the first thing in sight, which happened to be the salt shaker, and lobbed it at his head. He caught it jumping up from his position on the couch.

"What's this? Wanna fight brat?"

"Bring it on, OLD MAN"

"Why you lit-"

"I thought I heard you, Karissa"

Pops walked in running a hand through his thin graying brown hair before pushing up his thin black rimmed glasses. James glared at the back of my head while I made a grocery list and grabbed Pop's debit card.

"How about you pick up some Sushi tonight?" Pops ruffled my hair.

"Sounds fine to me"

I dropped my bag off in my room before changing into plain denim jeans, converse, and a plain black zip up jacket. I slipped my Ka-bar knife into the left pocket of my jacket. Now I was off to the see the wizard! Kidding, I was off on a thirty minute walk into the main part of town.

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"We live on the edge of the town, far from neighbors. Why? Because we're loud, lots of yelling, music, and various noises protrude from my never resting household. Also, Pops and James like to bring their work home with them. Pops is a Scientist who is always messing around with dangerous materials and had an odd obsession with resurrection. Plus most people don't like living next door to a mad scientist who makes things go BOOM! a lot. James an Ex-RRTS Marine made plenty of enemies during his service. I personally have made plenty of enemies since we moved to Japan. I was labeled a juvenile delinquent since I get into fights (often), I'm loud, and I love to party, and I have tattoos. Yup, we're the neighbors from hell."

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I sped up clutching the bags tighter in my grasp. Two blocks down, I noticed the strange girl in the old Japanese attire laying against the wall. The smell of rust and salt reached my nose even from this distance.

She was injured and shaking. The image of the monster faintly flickered and fuzzed like when the cables not working right when your watching your favorite show. This was the street Ichigo lived on.

His house had a chunk of it missing. Ichigo suddenly invaded my vision. He was yelling at the girl. I moved closer keeping a close eye on the monster.

"It's not 'Shinigami'. It's Rukia Kuchiki"

"Give me your sword Shinigami! Let's give your idea a try!"

Rukia lifted her sword, Ichigo gripped it before pulling it into his chest. My jaw dropped.

Why the hell would Ichigo commit seppuku in the middle of the street?

Kyurururururu!

Damn I took my eyes off the monster. It was running straight for me. Without thinking, I pulled out the Ka-bar James always told me to carry around.

What could a knife possible do against a giant monster?

Pretty much nothing.

I learned that the hard way when it used it's massive hand to pin me against a light pole. But hey I managed to cut off a finger that's an admirable feat right? The monsters mouth opened, it's head pulled back ready to bite my head off.

Before the monster could take a chunk out of me someone cut it arm off. I rolled out of the dead arms grasp and stood up.

Clad in an old school Japanese outfit holding an over sized butcher knife was the familiar orange haired grouch otherwise known as Ichigo Kurosaki.

Kyraaaaah!

The monster roared in rage and pain charging at the seemly calm Ichigo. I placed the knife back in my pocket turning my attention to Rukia, who didn't notice my presence so I decided to make myself known.

"OOOIII!"

Rukia jumped snapping her head towards me in a neck breaking speed. Her eyes widened and she pointed her finger at me.

"You can see me too?" I faltered for a second. "Didn't we discover this earlier?"

"Umm, What the fuck is that?" I pointed to the monster while pulling her to her feet.

"It's a Hollow"

"What are you doing here, Karissa?"

"OI! Don't give me that 'what are you doing here' crap! You scared the shit outta me with your little seppuku act!"

"Seppuku?"

"Quiet down. Your going to wake the neighbors"

"Oi! Why didn't you tell me you were a Samurai?"

Ichigo slapped his hand over my mouth.

"Quiet down will ya?"

I glared at him harshly before nodding.

"I just borrowed Rukia's Shini-"

Thump.

Rukia and I gawked staring at Ichigo's now limp body.

"He used up a lot of energy" Rukia said with a sweat drop.

"Oi! You didn't tell me what you borrowed!"

"Doesn't this frighten you?" she asked eying me strangely.

"Obviously not" I looked down at her folding my arms over my chest.

"Oi, I still want answers but I need to get home before Pops and James go ape shit."

She nodded looking slightly relieved.

"Don't worry. I'll take care of them"

I narrowed my eyes. Did she honestly expect me to trust her? A person I met five minutes ago and someone who runs around with a Katana kicking monsters off light poles?

"Che, Alright"

Rukia smiled at me after I agreed to let her take care of the Kurosaki family. Slowly I began to leave. After picking my bags up, I turned my head slightly so she could see my face.

"Oi Rukia"

"If your lying…." I gave her the most sinister smile I could muster

"I'll kill you"

Rukia's POV

"this town… I don't understand that boy, Ichigo took all of my powers. And defeated a hollow with no problems… Not only that I've never seen a Zanpakutou get so large."

I healed the Kurosaki family and cleaned up a little but I couldn't get that girl's sneer out of my head. Every thing about her scared me a little bit.

Her eyes that seemed like they were an eerie color, sharp silver hair, her canine teeth that looked a little bit too long, her vicious Reiatsu, the sinister smile. All of it reminded me of my least favorite captain.

"She reminds me of Ichimaru-Taicho"