Hello, and welcome you just clicked onto my life, well aren't you a smart cookie. I'm Jasmine Rice, yeah like in that fluffy white rice you get with sweat and sour chicken, I know them all, so just laugh and get that over with, my parents were comedians. And that my dear stalkers, is my brother, J.P Rice.

"Die matha-"he started again, but I shushed him, again. He was busy kicking the living daylights out of some hollow, or in their case the unliving daylights.

"They don't die, dumbass!" I yelled at him from the sidelines.

Anyway that's J.P, he's a 15 year old Shinigami, death god, soul reaper, whatever you want to call him, I'm one too. We're sort of outlaws or whatever, as in if a real Soul reaper finds us we're dead.

Well here's the deal, I'm Jasmine, people just call me Jazz. I happen to love Sweat and sour Chicken and Jasmine Rice (it just happens). I'm 18 years old and drive a scooter with red hearts on it (seriously, there are two things I don't joke about, one is chocolate milk is awesome sauce X 1 000 000 and my girly white scooter with red hearts on it.), we live in a town you don't have to worry about, just the two of us and Rowdy my scooter.

I've been a Shinigami from the age of 16, my brother from the age of 13, 16 is the normal age for things like this to happen by the way.

My life is one sad event after the other, so I'm not gonna waste time on that.

The Hollow slashed at the air in front of my face as J.P jumped between us.

"Stupid, don't zone out like that, you want us to get killed?" He yelled at me, wasn't that like my job to yell at him?

"Shut up and send that thing to hell!"

"Yeah whatever my shows gonna start in a few, don't want to miss it!" He yelled back and jumped into the air, he turned around to face me and smiled a cocky smile, he's so full of himself!

He sliced with his sword and landed on the ground in front of me, I smiled at him as the hollow behind him's mask imploded and the hollow disappeared.

"You're so full of yourself." I said as we turned the corner and found our bodies. Luckily this time no one found them, us, whatever. You try explaining to a bunch of dumbass grownups you're not dead.

J.P pocketed his weird glove thingy and took his helmet from me, I secured mine as he jumped up on the back of my scooter. I revved the scooter to show how cool I was and saw J.P role his eyes in the rear view mirror.

I smiled and we drove off towards our home, a small flat in a noisy apartment building in down-town-I'm-not-telling-ya.

On our way back we stopped to buy Mac Donald's, yum, my mom always called it Mc D's for short.

I've been raising J.P ever since our 'rents died in a car accident when he was about 5, I was 8 or something, we both now knew it wasn't a car accident or even an accident for that matter.

"You take the Big mac's up safely while I park Rowdy. And dare eat mine and I'll kick your ass so hard your soul slayer would feel it!" I yelled over the revving noise of my scooter, J.P nodded, half smiled and went up with the stairs. I turned my attention back to driving and drove into the underground parking area.

It was about midnight so there weren't people down here.

I drove until I found my usual parking spot, I parked and turned off the key. The engine died and I suddenly felt a presence, almost like that of a spirit pressure, but in my normal form I couldn't feel spirit pressures.

I did a quick 360 of the surroundings and didn't see a single thing out of place.

"Whoever you are, come out, I know you're there!" I yelled out in my don't-mess-with-me voice. I got no answer and felt kinda stupid for yelling like that.

"Okay then, since you're not here, I'm going up to my flat to eat some big mac's, and you're not gettin' any!" I said and smiled as I walked to the stairs at the back of the parking lot.

"Wait, why didn't you say that from the start?" Someone yelled and I almost wet myself, it was a girl's voice. I spun around on my heels to face the person who talked.

I plastered a cocky smile on my face, just to show them scaring me like that didn't faze me. Since it was imposable for me to go Shinigami without J.P hitting me with his weird glove, I had to look capable of inflicting serious damage.

"Who are you?" I asked and stared at the brown haired girl standing where I parked Rowdy, the dark haired boy walked out from the shadows and came to stand right behind the girl.

"Oh, you don't have to know." She said with an equally cocky smile on her face.

"Yeah, pretty tough now that your boyfriend showed up!" I yelled and cowardly ran up the stairs as the girl tried to make me believe they weren't together. "Ha ha ha!" I yelled all the way up as I ran.

"Hey, wait up! He is NOT my boyfriend, WAIT UP!" I heard the girl yell.

Okay I'm not normally very cowardly, but I was thought when shady people outnumber you in a parking lot you run, fast. Since speed is something I'm oh so good at, my normal response to something would be either a) challenge the opponent to a running contest, b) run away as fast as possible, c) throw an insult at them then run as fast as possible. Simple. Effective. Clean.

"Open the DOOR!" I yelled as I reached the top of the stairs near our flat. Old man Jenkins yelled an insult and turned his TV volume up as J.P opened up the door at the end of the hallway, a scowl already etched onto his face. Why was Old man Jenkins even up this time of the night?

"Why the Hell do you insist on yelling like a banshee in the middle of the night?" Aunt May said as she appeared behind J.P at the door, she was still in her nighties. I looked over my shoulder and found I wasn't being chased anymore and swiftly pushed my brother and aunt into the flat, shutting the door behind me.

If you're really as smart as I thought, a few things would have occurred to you, like: why would an 18 year old run away like a mad person from two kids who looked to be the same age as J.P? Furthermore, why would a Shinigami worrier person run away from two kids? Why did I explain my parents' death after I said I wouldn't, and why did I say just me and J.P lived here and not my Aunt May too? Well first I'm just weird like that and I wanted to run away screaming from those kids coz that's just me, second I'm just weird and told you the things about my parents coz I wanted and Aunt May is so laid back you hardly notice her.

"I worry about you sometimes Jazz." Aunt May said with an arched eye brow and her hands on her hips.

"I do that every day of my life, didn't find the reason so I gave up on her." J.P said nonchalantly as he floated off to eat his Mc D's, I could smell it from where I sat against the door.

I smiled my patented I don't give a damn smile and stood up with some help from Aunt May.

"So what was it this time, rabbit Cheerleaders or demon cats?" Aunt May joked halfheartedly and walked to the kitchen where J.P was already perched on top of a stool eating his burger.

"No Demon Dogs or Dead Cheerleaders, thank you." I corrected her and took my seat, "it was two weird kids this time."

J.P looked up from his food and at me, I shook my head slightly to reassure him these kids were alive, and not say, Hollows or Spirits.

"I know how I said I wasn't going to ask you why you stayed out this late but I bought you guys cells, you could at least call me, or let me know your okay." Aunt May pleaded softly, J.P solemnly looked up from his burger, then continued.

After I ate my burger in silence I went to my room, after all we still had school in the morning, and being final year meant even more school work to try and focus on, great.

I flopped down on my bed lazily, like every other night for the past week. Within seconds my black cat jumped up onto the bed and curled up next to me. "Mew. . ."

"Yeah, I know Count Catadevil, they are starting to show up more." I whispered to my cat, and yeah his name really is Count Catadevil.

"Mew." He responded.

"Awe that's your answer for everything CC." I said and scratched him behind the ears, his favorite spot.

I closed my eyes and laid my head back on the soft pillow thinking over everything.

Every night, for the past week and a half, me and J.P have been out fighting Hollows, not once did we have to hide from Soul Reapers. It was like the Soul Reapers just didn't care whether or not our little town could withstand so many attacks from rampaging Hollows.

"What does this mean Count?" I asked Cata softly, he looked up at me and then at the door.

"Man sis, you really are weird." J.P smirked as he stood at my door.

"One to talk." I shot back.

"At least my slipups and such are normal, yours are talking to cats and running screaming at the middle of the night away from weird kids. Do the math."

I threw him with a pillow which he caught perfectly. "Now give it back."

"You threw me with it!" He said with mock surprise and threw the pillow back.

I caught it and placed it back on its spot. "So why did you come to my humble abode this time of the night, I'm sure it's not just to see me unraveling and talking to my cat?" I said while fluffing my pillow.

"It's about the kids you saw." He said and I straitened up.

"Yeah, what about them?" I asked, trying to act as if it didn't bother me.

"What aren't you telling me about them?"

"There's nothin', just two kids I didn't want to talk to, I was in the mood for running too."

"You don't run for nothin', I know you, now tell me."

"Gonna sleep, G'night!" I yelled and quickly let my head fall on my fluffed pillow, startling Cata.

"Tell me." J.P persisted and switched on the light.

"Arg, let me sleep why don't ya!"

"Tell me."

"There is nothing to tell, now you're not the one with senior class tomorrow so let me sleep!"

"Not leaving till you tell me." He finally said and went to sit on the ground at my door, his arms crossed over his chest.

"Okay, you know what, when we fought that Hollow this afternoon and again tonight I saw them, they were looking right at the fight when no one was supposed to see, I recognized them from yesterday's fight too, they have been watching us, now can I sleep?" I finally said pulling the covers over my head.

"Okay, we'll talk about this later then." He said and I heard him leave the room, switching the light off too.

"Thank goodness!" I breathed out with a sigh.

Cata settled at my head and snored loudly, I pushed him off but he just came back and this time settled on top of my head. I left him there, mentally admitting he won this battle.

As I drifted into unconsciousness I had the feeling of being watched, I ignored it and gave in to the sweet arms of sleep.

A/N Well this was my first venture into the Bleach realm, so tell me what you think in the magic review box just yonder this written part. You know you wanna! Anyways tell me your views and go read my other fic if you don't know about it, it's called Fang's Army, enjoy.

Oh and those who read and saw the cat's first name was Count Fangers, good for you, I changed it to Count Catadevil, I had a sort of tiny compo on my Facebook profile and no one had a good name so I took the first name + the name my friend, Riska, gave (Catapilar) + the name another friend, Dawn, gave (Devilhalo), now its name is count Catadevil! Sorry Shan, I didn't make his name Fang, mainly coz Fang is in this later on, or already (if you noticed) and I had an evil cat named Fang.