Stained

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Setting- this is a complete AU, so it is not set in Japan or the Bleach world. While the country that they live in uses Japanese names, its culture isn’t necessarily going to be the same.

This chapter was beta’d by WarriorNun, who is very awesome.

Stained: Chapter 2

“Ah!? Brother got into another fight?”

Ichigo shrugged and tried to avoid Yuzu’s large, glistening eyes.

“It’s not like he can help it.” Karin muttered.

“Yes, but if he keeps doing this then-”

“I’m having you transferred to another school.” The three kids turned to look at their father who was acting surprisingly serious.

“Goat-face?” Ichigo questioned in confusion. Isshin tried to prevent Ichigo going to another school in the past because his high school had he best education money could buy.

“A public high school.”

Ichigo winced and flopped onto the couch. He didn’t want to go to a public high school. With humans, and Mongrels, and…other Imperfects. He didn’t mind the other Imperfects but the others made him tense and anxious.

“Dad…”

“Listen son, I know that it’s hard for you to fit in, but at this school you could be near others like you.”

“You mean other Imperfects.” Ichigo felt his gut twist at the look on Yuzu and Karin’s faces. He was an Imperfect in a family of Perfects and it made him feel so alone.

Isshin frowned. “I mean others that don’t fit in.”

“Right…” Ichigo snorted and Isshin kicked him in the jaw, sending both Ichigo and the couch skidding across the floor a few feet.

“Yes, you’re Imperfect. But there’s nothing you can do to change that so just accept it and make the best of it.” Isshin glowered at his son who rubbed his jaw that had already begun to bruise and then heal itself. The ache quickly disappeared and Ichigo stood.

“Fine.”

Ichigo went upstairs and flopped onto his bed where he covered his eyes with his arm. At least this way it was like he wasn’t different at all. He was just a teen with his eye closed, not an Imperfect with an unseeing eye.

…

Ichigo stared at his new high school. Karakura High. He already didn’t like it. But Ichigo didn’t like much of anything anyways so he shrugged it off and began walking up to the front entrance.

It was strange to have so many different people around him. He was used to Perfects who always held themselves upright and proper, as though there were invisible strings above their heads guiding them through equally Perfect motions. But here they slouched, and laughed loudly and smiled at their friends.

“Yo! Are you new or something?”

Ichigo turned to look at the person addressing him and had to fight not to gape at the teen. He was maybe half a foot taller then Ichigo, but his black Mohawk with red tips made him seem even taller. His grey eyes danced with amusement as he caught Ichigo’s gaping look before he could cover it.

“Thought so…” The teen said with a laugh. “I’m Kawaguchi Ryuu.”

“Kurosaki Ichigo.” Ichigo said with a nod and tried to discretely discern what exactly Ryuu was. Ryuu seemed to notice and jammed his hands into his pockets.

“You can’t tell?”

“Huh?” Ichigo turned a little red as he realized he was caught looking for his aura.

“I’m a mongrel. My dad was a Perfect and my mom was a Nocuous.”

Ichigo wanted to ask about him using the past tensed, but his own mother was a sore subject so he didn’t.

“Do you mind showing me to the office, Kawaguchi?” Ichigo asked a little uncertainly, wondering exactly why a Mongrel was being friendly with him to begin with.

“Call me Ryuu and I might.”

Ichigo raised an eyebrow at Ryuu’s broad grin, but nodded his acquiesce. “Ryuu.”

“That wasn’t so hard, was it, Ichigo?”

Ichigo said nothing and simply stared at him.

“You’re no fun.” Ryuu nudged him slightly with his elbow as he fell into step with Ichigo as they walked to the front entrance. “So, why are you here so late in the school year?”

“I had problems with fights in my old school.”

“Ah, the others didn’t like someone as high as you in their school?”

“Er, no, opposite actually.”

Ryuu glanced at him inquisitively and Ichigo reluctantly went on.

“I was in a private school for Prefects.”

“Oh, so they thought you were the scum of the earth?”

“Something like that.”

“Right…” Ichigo shifted uncomfortably at all the looks he was getting and was very grateful that Ryuu seemed to love attention enough to draw it away from Ichigo.

“Yo, Mrs. B!” Ryuu exclaimed loudly and waved at the secretary behind the front desk.

“There’s no need to yell, Kawaguchi.” A slightly older woman with hair put up in a bun said in exasperation and looked at Ichigo curiously. “Is there something you needed, dear?”

“Er, I’m new here and…”

“Oh, yes.” She turned away and grabbed a folder she had sitting at her personal desk and shifted through a few papers before producing one that had Ichigo’s name on it. “Kawaguchi can show you around, he has most of the same classes.”

Ichigo glanced at Ryuu from the corner of his good eye and scowled as he smiled broadly. “Come on, Ichigo, you don’t want to be late your first day.”

Ryuu grabbed Ichigo’s arm and tugged him to get him moving. Mrs. B gave Ichigo a sympathetic and partially amused glanced before returning to her work.

Ichigo looked at his schedule which consisted mostly of the higher level senior classes he would be taking. His dad wanted him to have a full schedule even though he only needed a few more credits to graduate, and therefore he was stuck in some classes like English 4 even though he had no desire to learn more about the language.

“I’m not in two of your classes, but I think some of my other friends might be…but you don’t have them today anyways, so who cares.”

“Can I have my schedule back now?”

“Oh, right.” He started to hand it back, and then yanked it away again. “We should find your locker first though. Thankfully senior lockers are all together so it’s not like we have to run around even more.”

Ichigo sighed as he was led around yet again by the way too exuberant Mongrel who seemed to not care at all about the looks he was receiving from Imperfects, humans and Mongrels alike. His observation though made him slightly curious and he took a second look at all of the people that hadn’t gone to class yet.

“Are there any Nocuous here?” Ichigo asked Ryuu as they got to the senior locker bank and found Ichigo’s locker.

“There’s a few…but you don’t really see them around much.”

Ichigo yanked his schedule from Ryuu’s hand so he would stop trying to put the combination and did it himself.

“Why not?”

“Weeeeell…”

Ichigo gave him an irritated look and Ryuu continued.

“Even though this is a mixed school, the Nocuous don’t really fit in because they make a lot of the students here nervous.”

Ichigo could understand that feeling. He hadn’t met very many Nocuous but one meeting was stuck in the front of his mind that he could never quite get rid of.

“They’re not all bad, you know.” Ichigo looked up to see Ryuu studying him closely. “One of my friends is a Nocuous, and he’s not so bad.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

Ryuu looked like he wanted to say something else, but the bell rang and interrupted them.

“Fuck, we’re going to be late!”

He took off running and Ichigo was forced to run after him. Ichigo was fast, but he still didn’t know his way around the school so he had to wait for Ryuu to show him the classroom. The final bell rung just as Ryuu and Ichigo burst through the door. A slim man with white hair looked at them in amusement while the class snickered.

“You must be the transfer student.”

“Uh, yeah.” Ichigo tried to remember the name on his schedule, but he had barely gotten to see it thanks to Ryuu.

“I’m Professor Ukitake, would you like to introduce yourself to the class?”

Ichigo didn’t really want to, but he knew it was expected of him so he turned to face the class. He could see Ryuu in the back row grinning up at him as he whispered something to the blue haired man sitting next to him. Ichigo instantly recognized the other teen as a mongrel this time and tried not to appear uncomfortable as he spoke.

“I’m Ichigo Kurosaki. I don’t really care if you like me, but if you start something, I’m going to hit back.”

Professor Ukitake frowned at Ichigo but didn’t comment. “Er, okay, you can take the free seat in front of Jeagerjaques.”

Ichigo didn’t know who ‘Jeagerjaques’ was, but he did see the free seat in front of the blue haired man Ryuu had been talking to so he walked there. As he got closer he saw a student with pure white hair and very pale skin slumped over his desk which was next to Ichigo’s.

Ichigo could feel the dark aura around him and instantly knew that he was a Nocuous, but he tried not to let it bother him as he slid in his own seat. The Nocuous that killed his mother was dead and he couldn’t put any blame on anybody but himself.

“Aren’t you a pretty Imperfect.” mocked the man behind him. Ichigo turned and glared at Jeagerjaques who grinned broadly. “I’m Jeagerjaques.”

“I figured.”

Ichigo turned back around to face the front and tried not to shiver as the desk behind him creaked as Jeagerjaques leaned forward. “Grimmjow Jeagerjaques.” Grimmjow purred into his ear, his breath tickling Ichigo’s ear slightly. Ichigo rubbed that ear with his shoulder and ignored him.

Grimmjow chuckled and leaned back. “The little scar on your face must be the only thing imperfect about you.” He continued to speak despite Professor Ukitake teaching the class, albeit softly.

“Shut up already, Grimmjow.” Ryuu kicked at Grimmjow’s chair but Grimmjow wasn’t deterred.

“I would love to see how Perfect the rest of you is.”

Without looking back, Ichigo reached behind him in a flash and slammed Grimmjow’s head against his desk. A resounding crack echoed in the class and Grimmjow cursed, drawing everyone else’s attention. Ichigo pretended to be just as confused and curious as the rest of them and didn’t notice the pale Nocuous beside him waking up and lifting his head.

“Try to be quiet, Jeagerjaques.” Ukitake continues on without any concern for Grimmjow who was bleeding slightly from his head. But to his credit, Grimmjow was already healing and was now glaring at Ichigo heatedly.

“You little bitch.”

“Keep it up, Jeagerjaques and I’ll show you exactly why I had to transfer here.” Ichigo turned back around and froze slightly as he noticed the black and gold eyes fixated upon him.

The Nocuous sitting next to him didn’t seem deterred and continued to stare at Ichigo. He had an angular face that was what girls considered ‘handsome’ despite the unnatural eyes which would stand out across a room. His expression didn’t give anything away but his eyes flickered over Ichigo’s scar before he leaned down and laid his head on his arms while he still looked at Ichigo.

“Shirosaki!” Ryuu hissed and poked him in the back but Shirosaki didn’t even acknowledge him. Ichigo tried to keep his attention on Professor Ukitake but that proved impossible as Shirosaki’s gaze burned holes through him.

“Taikei Shirosaki.”

It took Ichigo a moment to realize that it was the Nocuous who had spoken. He looked over cautiously and saw that Shirosaki was sitting up now and looking at him expectantly.

“What?”

“M’name, it’s Taikei Shirosaki.”

“It’s nice to meet you?” Ichigo said it more like a question and Shirosaki grin.

“It’s not very often yah see Imperfects as Perfect as yah around here.” Shirosaki mused without bother to keep his voice down.

“Well it’s not very often I see Nocuous either.” Ichigo shot back, but Shirosaki merely smirked and slumped forward on his desk.

“Wake me when the bell rings.”

“Whatever.” Grimmjow grumbled and propped his feet up on the bar of Ichigo’s chair.

Ichigo ignored him yet again and tried to concentrate on the lecture and not the strange feeling he got around Shirosaki. He expected to feel dirty around the Nocuous, but he was surprised to find that while Shirosaki felt dark, it seemed natural like nighttime rather then something that was bad.

Life really was going to be different for him at Karakura High.

LINE

While this is going to be an Ichigoxseme-harem, Ichigo is not going to fall for all the semes all at once, but will gradually come into his feelings as they will for him. To clarify, Ichigo will end up with all four of them, not just one of them.

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