Bleach: A Time to Remember

Bleach is owned by Tite Kubo and licensed by Viz Media, neither of those things are me.

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The Powers That Be

The wind blows in a sideways city. The skyscrapers, all a dark black. The sky, completely white. If you listen closely, you can hear the sound of a voice echoing off of everything.

The voice itself sounds warped and ghostly. It's something you could only hear if you concentrated. But this is not the case for the teen sitting on one of the skyscrapers.

His name is Ichigo Kurosaki, and he hears this voice loud and clear. However, he is not the only person there. A man with long black hair, a scraggly beard, and a long red cloak, so dark it looked black. His name, is Zangetsu.

The man in the cloak stands there, staring upon the red-orange haired teen in front of him, the only one who could hear the voice. And it was still faint to him, yet at the same time, it rang in his ears with crystal clarity. Because it called him.

"Ichi..." the voice said faintly. The voice to him sounded familiar, like he could remember whose voice it was, but the name escaped him. He shouldn't even hear anything in this world. His inner world.

"Ichi..." the voice says again. It sounds different this time though. As if closer. This makes Ichigo stand up. He feels on edge. As if an intruder has disrupted the peace of his world.

"Ichi..." This time, he can make out more. It sounds higher pitched, a girl's voice. It sounded longing. But...why? He looked around and Zangetsu was gone. 'Where'd he go?' he thought. He then felt something. A strong urge to turn around. Yet at the same time, he felt that if he did, he would leave this world.

A hand fell on his shoulder. "Ichigo?" The hand had a strange strength to it and he turned around to meet the intruder.

Ichigo Kurosaki opened his eyes to see he had woken up. He felt a cold sweat cover his body, and his breath labored. 'What the hell was that?' he thought with his mind partially in the dream world. 'Was it a dream? It didn't feel like a dream. Who was she?'

At that moment, his alarm clock rang, and with that, all thoughts of the dream left his head. He got dressed in his school uniform and headed down for breakfast.

He was met with the usual greetings. His father, Isshin Kurosaki, a Shinigami who was officially former taichou of the 10th division of the Gotei 13, and unofficially Ichigo's sparing partner. At least, that's what he thought, jumping from whatever space he could hide himself in and doing a random kick, tackle, punch, or any other attack that comes to mind, before getting slammed into a wall by his son, usually followed by a "Good job, son!" from him. His two sisters, Karin and Yuzu Kurosaki, were already in the kitchen and said a "Good morning, Ichi-nii." and a "Good morning, onii-chan." respectively. Yuzu had once again made a breakfast of eggs and juice.

When done, Ichigo left for school. On the way to said place, he couldn't help but feel like he was being followed, causing him to casually look back every now and then. He couldn't really focus too much though, he was running late as it was, and it's poor conduct to show up late on the first day of a new semester.

When he did arrive however, the commons was still full of students. Before he entered the building, however, he thought he saw a blur of yellow. This made him slightly uneasy, but not frightened or any emotion related to that, except maybe annoyed.


Ichigo stuck out his arm just in time for Keigo Asano to ram into it. Like he did everyday. But also like everyday, he immediately recovered.

"Heeey! You don't say anything about where you've been for the past month, pop back up and expect everything to go back to normal! I want details!"

All while he was ranting, Ichigo just calmly walked away.

"It was nothing, just haven't been around." And that was that.

Keigo just stood there thinking of a way to get some answers when Mizuiro walked up.

"Just give it up, Asano-san, if he wanted to tell us, he would." he said playing with his cell phone as usual.

"Stop being so damn formal!"

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Class had started as usual, with everyone getting into their respective seats. However, before class started, Ochi-sensei made an announcement.

"Starting today, we have a new student joining us."

She walks over and opens the door.

"You can come in now." she calls and walks back to her podium.

The person she addressed walks in and goes to the chalkboard and begins writing their name. When the person is done, they turn towards the class. The most notable aspect of the person are their large orange eyes and purple hair.

"Hello. My name is Senna Sato. I just moved here and hope to make friends with all of you."

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Meanwhile in Seireitei

A meeting had been called by Yamamoto-soutaichou. The only empty places were vacant from the betrayal of Gin Ichimaru, Kaname Tousen, and lead by Sousuke Aizen. Every taichou seemed abnormally on edge for some reason. Finally, Yamamoto-soutaichou spoke.

"You are all aware of Aizen's betrayal and the large hole it has left in our ranks. As the winter draws ever closer, and Aizen gaining strength, I have chosen replacements for the three empty positions. Enter!"

The large wooden doors of the hall creaked open and three individuals walked into the immense hall and stopped before the gathered taichous. All of them looked no older than fresh from the Academy.

"State your name and given rank!"

The boy of the right stood up. He had a large build and short cut blond hair. His Zampakuto had a white hilt with a diamond guard.

"Shinji Yarusai, new taichou of 9th division."

The girl on the left stood straight. She had short black hair tied back in a ponytail. Her Zampakuto had a red hilt with triangular design and a star shaped guard.

"Shiki Manase, new taichou of 3rd division."

The boy in the middle finally stood. He had short brown hair and thin framed glasses. He looked to be the spiting image of his predecessor and that made people feel uneasy. He had, unlike most Shinigami, two Zampakuto, one on either side. The one on his left side had a pink hilt and a circular guard, while the one on his right side had a orangish-yellow hilt with a more oval guard.

"Tetsui Ochiru, new taichou of 5th division.."

Normally when new taichous are brought in, there is uproar among the current taichous, dissent, arguments, backstabbing, more importantly, doubt of their powers or even if they had Bankai. In this case, there was none. All 9 taichous had seen what these new Shinigami could do, and there was silence.

Prologue End

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Author's Note: Yes, I'm filling in the empty division spaces with OC's, but you will see how very.....awesome they are. And yes, Senna is in this fanfic, however, it may or may not have an IchigoXSenna pairing.