Right now couldn't be a more messed up time to have froze up in front of a hollow. It was a fight for my life and all I could do was stand there dumb-struck. The hollow that took both of my parents lives was now trying to kill me. But before I could move a muscle, this kid with orange spikey hair came to my rescue. I couldn't be more thankful for that. "Are you alright?" He asks, as if I was alright. Can't you tell that I'm scared out of my pants?! "NO! That thing is trying to kill me, of course I am not 'okay'!" He turns around to face the hollow, calls out some name, and strikes the demon to death. It didn't look like he had much of anything but I'd settle for that. Just as long as I live.
The hollow was finished. The orange hair kid walks up to me, looking really injured. "My name's Ichigo." He said it as though I was suppose to tell him mine, but I didn't say anything. "If you can see that hollow, I know for a fact you can see me." He looked as though he was wearing an outfit made for a samurai. "You look hurt, let me help you heal." With a blink of an eye I used my healing powers to help Ichigo. "I knew it. You have a high spiritual pressure. As if you were a soul reaper." I look at him with the saddest eyes and tell him, "It's from my parents. They were once soul reapers."
"What do you mean by 'once'?" I don't look at him for awhile. Cause I can't find enough guts to tell him what actually happened to my parents. But I build it up anyway, "They were both killed by a hollow. I carry both of their energy levels." Ichigo studied me for the longest time, "What would you say if I said my mother was killed by a hollow?"
"You're not as hurt as me."
"But I would like to share your pain. I won't let you go through with this alone." With that said, I dazed out and couldn't remember why.
Next morning, "Is she dead?"
"No, don't say that or else she really will be."
I open my eyes to see two little kids, one with red short hair and the other with black in pig tails. "Hey kid, where am I?"
"You're at Urahara's shop, don't ya' know?!"
"Sheesh, don't yell."
"Well I see you all have met now." A strange voice said behind me, He had a hat covering most of his face and a taller bigger dude standing next to him. "My name's Urahara, but you can call me Mr. Hat and clogs." He smiles and leaves the room just as Ichigo enters, "I thought you'd never wake up." I look at him as if he were crazy, "I see how it is."
I take a minute to think before I say anything, "What am I doing here?"
"We're going to prepare you to go to the Soul Society."
It's too early for that, why is he thinking about taking me there now? "It's too early for that." "Don't worry, we both obviously want revenge over our parents deaths. Oh yeah, I know what really happened to your parents. They were both killed by Aizen." I can't believe what I'm hearing, how does this kid know? "How did you find out?"
"Urahara use to know them, they all hung out a lot."
So that's why his name is so familiar. I didn't quite know how I already knew his name. Mr. Hat and clogs walks in, "Well, I'd hate to ruin bonding time but we have some buisness to take care of, Shall we
Ichigo?"
Ichigo nods, "Let's go, Atsuko." I wasn't suprised he knew my name but he was dying to hear it.
Looks like I got myself a rematch.
