Momotora's POV:
"See ya later Dad! Bye Mr. Tsukabishi! I'll be back later Jinta, Ururu! Bye!" I wave goodbye to my family, and started to for school.

By the way, I'm Momotora Hanaki Urahara, I'm fifteen years old, I'm in high school, and I live in a town called Karakura. While I was walking to school in urbanized part of the neighborhood, I was pushed over by a tall orange haired boy, who was apparently running towards the direction of the school, I got mad at him, I pick up a stone aiming at his head, and my aim was straight and true on hitting him on the head. He fell face first into the paved sidewalk as if he were kissing it.

"Next time, watch where your shoving someone, you ass." Telling him, as I passed by, he got up and grabbed my arm, "Hey! Easy where you grab someone, idiot!"

"So I'm the idiot?! Look man, I sorry for pushing you, but I'm late for school!" He snapped at me, we glared daggers at each other, then we raced towards school, running all the while.

After entering the school gate in time, we both sprinted towards our classroom, stopping in front of the door classroom 3A, panting as the both of us are trying to catch our breath, "Names Tora Urahara. *panting* You?" I asked, orange hair looked at me and glared at me slightly, then muttered something under his breath, "What? I didn't quite hear that?"

"Ichigo Kurosaki! Are you new here?" He asked, I nod, sighing he opened the door to the classroom, and walked in.

"Kurosaki! You're late! Get to your seat please." The teacher commanded him, he stalked to his seat by the window, and she turned her attention back to the rest of the class, "Now then, I'm going introduced your new classmate Momotora Urahara. Momotora would you please introduce yourself?"

"Sure why not?" I looked at the room with narrowed eyes causing it to fill with tension, I cut through it with a upbeat attitude, "Hello, I'm Momotora Hanaki Urahara! I'd prefer if you call me Tora, if you please. I'm not into causing a whole lot of trouble nor am I looking for it. I'm a girl, thank you very much! So may I sit down now teacher?"

"Yes, you may. But, before you do, may I ask why you're wearing the school's boy's uniform?" She questioned.

Sighing, I answer, "I feel trapped in a girl's school uniform, I feel less trapped in a guy's," I stare at my new classmates, then my eyes were fixed on Ichigo's orange hair, "honestly, I feel more comfortable with wearing clothes like these, and my dad doesn't care how I dress and that's what I love about him." I glanced around the room again, but to see that almost the whole student body were in tears, I cleared my throat, and the teacher assigned my seat next to Ichigo.

I sat down next to him, and opened up my notebook and taking down notes. After class over, I went to P.E., I noticed that Kurosaki in this class too, I went to the locker room, and changed in my gym clothes.

Time Skip! Like nobody's business!

I climbed up to school roof, and slowly taking out a small, light soft pink painted box with a cherry blossom imprinted onto it, "Finally, lunch time!" I unpack bento, to reveal my rice and sausage octopi, and my tamari. I take out my chopsticks, and silently thanked my dad for the meal and God.

"Hey, what are you doing up here Peach boy?" I hear a familiar voice dispelling my moment of happiness.

"I could say the same thing, Strawberry?" I retorted back at him frowning, "I can't believe you ruin my good attitude with your insult to my name. Asshole!" At this point I was held up by my collar of student uniform with my feet dangling in the air, Kurosaki glared at me, I glared back, and there was dead silence between us.

During this awkward pause, his stomach growled, he blushed in shame, I raised an eyebrow, and I hand him my lunch, "Here!" I looked away.

"I don't need charity from you!" He snapped at me, and I roll my eyes.

"It ain't charity, if someone has TWO bento lunch boxes, idiot!" I snapped back, grumbling at him with pure loathing, "WHAT?" I noticed he at me in surprise.

"Who packs two bento lunch boxes for one person?" He asked me with unquestionable amazed look, I shrugged, and started talking to him.

Somehow, during the next two weeks, we both hit it off and become fast friends, he tells me about how goofy and childish his dad is at times, how his sisters Yuzu and Karin keep their dad on track, I tell him about how fun, carefree and firm mine is, how my dad's employees keep him on his toes, and we both realized how much alike we really are. Laughing at our flaws in our families and in ourselves, I smiled at him, and he smiled back.

"Hey, want to come over to my house and work on homework together?" Ichigo asked after we stopped laughing, I contemplate on it, and I nod.

"Yeah," I said with a smile on my face, I felt really happy, more than usual, "sounds like fun. I call and tell my dad where I'm going." I dialed my dad's phone number, waiting for him to pick up, eventually he does, "Hey, Dad!"

"Hey sweetheart! What's up?" My dad replied.

"I'm going to be with a friend today, and I was wondering if I could go to their house and study with my new friend?"

"I don't see any problem with that! Don't stay to late at his house okay?"

"Dad!"

"What? Can't a father worry about his daughter?"

"Dad, I'm not five anymore, and besides I know my marital arts."

"*sighs* Alright, but be home before nine, okay?"

"I promise, Dad! I love you."

"I love you too, Momo. Be safe and watch out for hollows."

"Okay dad, bye!"

"Bye Momotora!" He hung up, and I looked towards Kurosaki, and give him the thumbs up.

"Okay my dad said it's okay, as long as I get home at nine. So what you want to work on first?" I said asking him, as I poked his side, and he squirmed a bit.

"Stop poking me!" Protesting at my poking at him, he blushed darkly, I stopped and let the man speak, "Um, anything, but English literature."

"Good! I suck at that subject." I stated in sarcasm, I punch his arm lightly, "Hey, if you need help on English literature, I can um, tutor you if you want?" Now I'm blushing...Crap! Does this mean I have feelings for him?! Argh stupid brain, stupid hormones! I hope he doesn't break my heart into if rejects my feelings for him?

A Time Skip a Time Skip, Skip skip!

Ichigo's POV:
Me and Tora are walking to my house together, when I'm stopped by the sight of three guys skateboarding by a memorial sight, a picture of a little girl smiling, and a little glass vase holding flowers was knocked over by one of them. I'm so angry about it, I almost didn't notice that Tora was shaking in anger, I look at her, she nods, and trips one of them by sticking her leg.

"Oi! What was that for?" He asked, the guy reeked of cigarettes, and I kicked his ass to the ground, and the leader of the group was holding Tora up by her collar, she trying to get away kicking her legs in the air. I sucker punched him in the mouth, while Tora and I made short work of them, and telling them to apologize to the poor girl's soul.

"WE'RE SORRY!?" they screamed as they ran away in fear, I look at Tora and she back me, and I talk to spirit promising her that I would give her a fresh flowers tomorrow.

"Nice roundhouse, Strawberry!" Tora grinned at me, I ruffle her shaggy hair, and smile back.

"You're not bad yourself, Peach boy! Nice punching!" I looked at my watch, I cuss under my breath, "Aw crap!"
"What?" She asks, tilting her head to the side.

"My curfews at seven, and I'm going to get in a lot of trouble when I get home." I groaned in frustration, she pat me on the back, giving a closed eye smile.
"Hey, I bet he'll understand that you had to help that young girl's soul." Tora replied sweetly.

My eyes widened, "Wait, you saw her too?" I asked almost stumbling over my words, she cocked an eyebrow at me. "Yeah, of course I did, Ichigo. Why wouldn't I?" She flat out told me that she could see the souls of the dearly departed, I felt so...happy that she could too.

"Hey! Earth to Strawberry! Yoo hoo? Hello anyone in there?" She poked my side again, well she couldn't poke my face, because of her short height.

"What?" I snap at her, which earned me a punch in the stomach, I doubled over, "Ow! Sorry for yelling at you like that, but I didn't know that you can see the dead."

"Well I can, so get use to it." She said as she lightly punched my shoulder, "So, should we hurry to your house before your dad throws a temper tantrum like a baby?" I snort in laughter, I was laughing so hard I could barely breathe.

Time a Skip skip skip to Karakura Town

"I'm home, gwah!" I hit in the head by my father's fist, Tora looked at me with why's your dad fighting you? kind of look.

"You let your guard down, always stay alert when you enter a room, you're late for dinner again!"

"Come on! Is that anyway to treat your son, after he helped a spirit to peace!" Shouting back at my dad.

"SILENCE!? Oh, so it's the ghost's fault now is it! I suppose its ghosts that left your room a mess, when are you going to show more discipline!"

Momotora's POV:
I side step into the dinning room, where I two of the cutest girls, I assumed that they were Ichigo's younger sisters, the dirty blonde, who was sitting next to rice cooker, piped up at the battle brewing between father and son, "Stop your fighting you two! Come over here and eat your dinner!" She said scolding at Ichigo and Mr. Kurosaki.

"Oh, let em fight. That's means more rice for me." The girl replied eagerly thrusting her rice bowl at her sister, she had black hair, and slightly ever so slightly resembled a little bit of her older brother.

"That's not very nice Karin!" She admonished Karin, which made me realize that the dirty blonde girl was Yuzu, "Oh, are a friend of Ichigo's?" She asks as she probably noticed that I was grabbing two rice bowls, and chopsticks.

"Yeah, he invited me to over to study together." I matter of factly replying, then I heard a crash behind me, looked over to see that Ichigo and Mr. Kurosaki still arguing, "Is it always like this, when Ichigo gets home from school?"

"I gotta ya dad, for an normal healthy average high school student, having a Seven O'clock curfew, is totally uncool!?" Ichigo shouts at his dad, that he pretty much kicked into the wall.

"Yeah, pretty much. Oh, speaking of uncool, Ichigo you got a new." Karin tells Ichigo in a bored voice, I watched as a spirit of a middle-aged man wearing glasses appeared out of nowhere, my eyes bug out of my head.

"How long have you been here? Take a hike will ya? Ya damned pest!?" Fuming at the new soul hovering around, avoiding Ichigo's swiping at him.

"Poor Ichigo, dad or ghosts, it's always something." Karin points outs dully, Yuzu hands me two rice filled rice bowls, I quietly thank her, she smiles.

"I think Ichigo's kind of lucky! I all I can do is sense their presence, but that's about it!" She she replies honestly, but Karin just shakes her head.

"Why bother sensing something that's not really there?" Karin bluntly putting down an attitude of I really don't care, Yuzu gasps at her sister.

"Karin, why would you say that? I thought you could see spirits too?" She pointed out.
"She see em too?" I asked as I quirked an eyebrow, Yuzu nods.

"I'm in permanent denial! Just seeing them, doesn't I believe in them." She answered in a monotone voice.

The room become frigid, in her unbelieving attitude, I sweat dropped uncomfortably, and I heard a disembodied voice say, "Brr! That's really cold!" Ichigo looked at his sisters and me, sighing, "Like my dinner."

"You let your guard down!" Mr. Kurosaki shouted behind Ichigo and the battle continued on until the two of them had each other's fist in their faces, "Got...cha...no charge on the lessons son." Mr. Kurosaki wheezed, as he slipped to the floor.

Ichigo growled in frustration, "Never mind dinner, I'm going to my room!" He stomped up the stairs, and I heard a door being slammed.

"Wait, Ichigo!" Yuzu exclaimed, but it was ignored, I ran after him while I had food in my hands, and I faintly hear the rest of the Kurosaki family talking, but I only focused on finding Ichigo.

"Kurosaki, where are you?" I yelled down the hall, heard a faint "here" from the second door in the entrance of the hallway. I open his bedroom door, and I saw that he glaring at his ceiling for no apparent reason.

"Kurosaki, I know you're hungry," I place a bowl of rice and chopsticks on his nightstand, "so I bought up two bowls of rice for the two of us...Kurosaki?" He didn't say anything, sighing I turn to leave, but a large hand stop me and me beside him, "Kurosaki?" My cheeks went red.

"Please don't leave......I want to know why you can see the dead?" Asking me cautiously Ichigo's face looked at me with joy, but sadness lacing his words, "Were you born with?" I nod, he sits up, and hugs me. I was taken aback by this sweet gesture, I clearly was worried about him, but I slowly hug him back.

"You're not alone anymore, Ichigo Kurosaki. You have me, your best friend here for you!" my face heated up, I felt him breathing in and out, and I pull away from him, "We'll work on homework together tomorrow night, okay?" He didn't say anything, he released his hold on me.

As I walked back down the stairs, I was welcomed to the shocked faces minus Karin, Mr. Kurosaki stepped forward towards me, "I didn't know my son was gay?" After he said that, I punched him in gut REALLY hard, "Nice...form...young man!" He collapsed onto the floor again, leaving me shaking my first, and I was pissed.

"Sir... Last time I checked, I was female, sir!?" I gritted my teeth angrily, and slammed the door behind me and exited the building. I muttering on HOW could someone mistake for a boy, when my chest was big enough to notice that I was a girl, when a heard a familiar yell at me, looked up to see it was Ichigo, I waved at him, he waved back at me, and I knew that this night wasn't entirely ruined. But, proved I had a ways to go to fully understand my feelings for Ichigo Kurosaki.

I head for home, with a smile plastered on my face, I felt like I could fly, but I could actually. I made sure I all alone before I fazed my body into spirit form, extending my large beautiful grayish blue wings out, and glowing markings appeared onto my thin figure.

Flapping my wings, I soar into the sky over Karakura Town, flying towards home, I felt a hefty spiritual pressure, I glanced to my right to see a petite girl with black hair mid neck length hair and piercing blue eyes that watched me go by, and locked eyes on each other and went our separate ways.

As neared a small shop with a sign that read: Urahara Shop, my dad's place of establishment, selling to only those who dealt with hollows and wholes, and my dad told me that he occasionally gets a human customer looking for...I dunno, weird stuff, I guess.

Anyways, I landed on the ground, solidifying my spiritual body to flesh and blood, I strode towards the place where I call home.

Kisuke's POV:
Sitting on my mat, I hear the store bells on the door jingle, and I turned to see my little warrior angel, Momotora, "Hey, sweetheart!" Cheerfully speaking to my baby girl, "How was studying with your friend go?" She looked up at me, giving me a look that was a cross between happy, upset, angry, and bored, "I guessing not good BUT, not entirely bad huh? So tell me what happened!"

"His dad, yelled at him for being late coming home for dinner, kicks and fists were thrown, squabbling, sisters chatted to each other, my best friend went to his room and pouted, and I made sure that he was alright." My daughter explained her day in a shorten version for to follow along with, "And he hugged me....it felt warm and nice, I left his room, went downstairs, his dad said something stupid and thought I was boy, I punched him in the gut, not with deadly force, but with enough to knock him out, and I told him my gender and left." After she had finished with her story, she stopped to catch her breath.

"Oh, welcome back home, Ms. Momotora!" Chirped a happy voice belonging to a thin little girl with dark blackish purple hair up in pigtails with bangs that split between her nose and had light blue eyes, Momo smiled, and ruffled the tiny girl's hair.

"Ururu, I thought I told you to call me Momo or Tora!" She crouched down to Ururu's eye level, Momotora smiled at her, "Ururu, I got something for you on the way home, here!" Momo produced out of her schoolbag a small pastel pink bunny rabbit doll with a sky blue ribbon around its neck, Ururu's eyes were the size of saucers, and she hugged Momo tightly.

"Hey! How come Ururu gets a gift, and I don't?!" Shouted angry red head, he was about the same size as Ururu, but three years younger.

Sighing, Momo rifled through her bag and gave him, his favorite baseball team baseball cap, putting the hat on his head, "Jinta, I would never have forget about you. Even if I did, you would attack me with your broom! Hahaha!" Giggling at the two younger kids, my daughter pulled them into a hug, smiling at them, and that's what I loved about Momotora...her beautiful smile of her's.

Back at the Kurosaki family's home:
"I can't believe that the two of you, thought that Ichigo's friend was a boy." Karin glared at her childish Father, he started whimpering at her.

"How was I supposed to know that he was actually a she!?" Isshin wailed and ran towards the huge memorial poster of his dear deceased wife, "Oh my dear wife, Karin is being so cold and harsh me!? What do I do?! What do I do?!"