Lost Without You Chapter 1: Lost 1, a bleach fanfic

Lost Without You

A/N: I've decided to rewrite Lost into this changing what my focus will be and making it more a board topic of my prompt instead of the very specific way I did before. My prompt was: "I am lost without you" from Akared for the prompt exchange hosted by Unattainable Dreams. Otherwise I thank Maejiase for inspiring me to do better. Quite the sweetheart that one. (Yes, I've been rather heavily into the Potter fics)

Spot of editing done: 9/7/15

Warning: This is an AU the only recognizable thing about the bount is their name. OOCness in abundance. And probably several OC fodder characters. You were warned.

Everything had gone to shit the moment they had parted ways just after leaving Soul Society. Ichigo was sure of it. There was no other way to explain how everything could have gotten this fucked up in such a short amount of time otherwise. Nothing had played out like he thought it would after rescuing Rukia and returning to normal life as a substitute shinigami. Like most horribly awful things in his life it had all started with his unusual spiritual gifts and something unexpected.

He had been out minding his own business while hanging out with his friends when it went down hill. Somehow Keigo had gotten it in his head that Ishida had become Ichigo's best friend through some weird twist of fate just because instead of glaring at each other on their return to school they had instead nodded warily. Or something Keigo had misread along the way, it was always hard to tell what the drama king was blowing out of proportion. As it was he was left enduring yet another whining session about it while an oblivious Mizuiro pursued more than the history held within the new museum they were visiting. It was a rare occasion where even Ishida had joined them after being coerced by Orihime, who Keigo had invited. Things had been going well if not boisterously as they made their way through the exhibits. Splitting up along the way between the girls, because of course Tatsuki went wherever Orihime did, and the boys meeting up again somewhere in the middle. That was of course when a spiritual pressure unlike anything they had ever felt before descended upon the place ruining any good time they might have been having.

The pressure wasn't like a hollow's and it wasn't like the Quincy powers Ichigo felt from Ishida when he used them, it was similar though. He wasn't surprised when Orihime, Chad, and Ishida all turned to him for guidance though internally he wished he could be. Somehow without any contest he was the leader and thus in charge of things even if he was the least equipped to do so. He still wasn't that good at sensing spiritual pressure, he wasn't a fast thinker like Ishida, nor as strong and stupidly brave as Chad, or lucky like Orihime. But he was loyal, brash, and he got things done. He supposed those were all the qualities he had seen in every red ranger he had ever seen on TV as a child. And that made him the unquestioned leader and despite the lack of Intel there was only one move available to them and with a knowing look they all excused themselves one after another gathering in the last exhibit that wasn't open to the public yet. Going without a plan might be his forte but with a preemptive strike it was best to gather as much of their wits about them as they could.

"Any idea what it could be?" Ichigo looked over at Ishida the resident smart ass know it all. There was no way that he wouldn't have at least some sort of clue with all that Quincy knowledge locked up in his brain. It was something he occasionally found himself envious of, not the know it all quality but the fact Ishida had a mentor that didn't try to kill him every other lesson.

"I..." Ishida for once was not quick with an answer pushing his glasses up slower than usual indicating he was trying to think while not stalling for time. "I'm not sure." He answered finally allowing his stance to relax just slightly. He had an idea but without his power his spiritual awareness was not even half of what it had been. However he was not about to admit that to any of them least of all Ichigo. His pride would not allow it.

"Well that's just great." Ichigo growled doing his best to hold in his temper he thought he was done with all this spirit stuff for awhile. They had even assigned another shinigami to the area so he was almost unnecessary. Almost being the operative word as he was still awoken far too often with the shrill cry of a hollow and every so often unable to return to sleep because he had to take care of it. "What do you think is the best plan of attack?" He asked not looking at either of them instead of bitching and moaning like he wanted to. He was not looking forward to his life being turned upside down once again by some spiritual mishap or another.

"It might be best to wait." Chad shrugged his mighty shoulders not liking this anymore than Ichigo he had just settled into a new routine upon their return. He wasn't sure how it had happened but most nights he would go to Ichigo's house for dinner after working at his part time job. A job Ichigo's little sister had discovered him at and invited him over for dinner and since then it had become somewhat of a routine. Something about the little Kurosaki had grown on him despite her young appearance she seemed wiser in some ways than most girls he knew in school. "They are likely to come to us."

Orihime smiled obliviously but nodded in agreement it would be hard for whatever it was to miss the unusual amount of spiritual pressure gathered in this small room after all. She wasn't much for planning but she was excited for a new adventure even if the tension in the air was saying she might be the only one. She hadn't walked away from Soul Society with nothing gained but control of her own powers. She had gotten to know more about the boy she loved and how to understand some of his scowling. She had grown closer to Ishida in more ways than she ever thought she could. She had also learned more about Chad though she could never hope to put any of it into words. Not even her cyborg sumo wrestling fantasies were as hard to describe as this new found knowledge.

"That would be a viable option." Ishida agreed not making eye contact with Ichigo even though he knew the other was trying to catch his eye. If it was undisputed that Ichigo was the red ranger he would be the pink ranger and thus second in command because he was smartest one around. Or something like that Orihime had tried explaining it to him like that once but it had never really registered on any level. It was too absurd and childish and not in the cute way that Orihime herself was able to pull off.

"So what we just sit here like ducks?" Ichigo growled Ishida had been even more of an ass lately despite the warmer reception at school. Outside of school unless asked by Orihime or Chad he had out right refused to talk to him which was in his regard regrettably driving him slightly mad. He didn't like Ishida anymore than before but he thought they were at least friends now. It was starting to get on his nerves even more that he was still doing it in such a serious situation. If he were going to speculate about it he would say he was trying to hide something.

"Do we have another choice Kurosaki?" Ishida hissed giving him an icy glare. He couldn't help wondering what exactly Kurosaki thought they could do about it. "It's not like we know where or what they are. We have a better chance of defense if we're aware of their approach." He took one more look around the unfinished exhibit and started making plans on cutting off all entrance. He was thinking of any kind of defenses that could be made when someone had entered the room smiling at them widely her spirit pressure preceding her. Ishida couldn't help but feel like Ichigo for once might have been right about taking action first and thinking later.

"Velcome." The voice was soft and sweet despite the heavy German accent and accompanied by the visage of a young woman possibly no older than twenty. Her hair was tied up in two long blonde pig tails. Her ocean blue eyes sparkled maliciously as she winked at them like they had done exactly what she had expected. "You hav valked into my trap." She giggled softly a sadistic smile over taking her once pretty face. Behind her a small ball bounced on it's own before morphing into a large cat creature holding a weapon none of them had seen before. She didn't seem to be the explaining type of villain.

"Is it time to play?" The accented words were accompanied by a loud purr and an excited movement of whiskers. It was hard to tell how something so akin to a cat could hold such a strange weapon with such accuracy.

"Ves." She didn't waste anymore words raising a small delicate hand to point at Ishida. "I vant his head." She smirked ignoring the others entirely. She wanted that Quincy dead as soon as possible, she could tell he was powerless now but even powerless he was her natural born enemy. She had heard they were all dead apparently her sources were incorrect, she would have to fix their mistake.

"Your vish is my command." The cat purred jumping into action too quickly for any of them to react in the least. There was a loud grunt as Ishida went flying blood following in his wake before he slammed into the stone tablet against the far wall unmoving. "Vica" The cat purred and a white light came out of the weapon stunning them as it headed straight for Ishida. Luckily in a split second Orihime reacted enough to reflect it back into the cat. "Vhat fun." The cat purred as the smoke cleared from the attack finally taking notice of everyone else deciding that Ishida might as well be dead it leaped up again preparing for another attack looking completely unscathed.

A/N: Well that's all for now. Please review! With the following if you don't mind as I would like constructive feedback!