Hichigo's P.O.V

I had to admit, this Quincy wasn't a bad fighter. He would play dirty at times and block my attacks with his bow. Why did Quincy always fight with bows? It was annoying.

This guy had a name, I just didn't bother to ask for it. I'm guessing it started with jack and ended with ass.

His face was focused with full concentration on our battle, making sure to carefully block my attacks with his bow. "In case if you didn't know, my name is Hotaru."

I smirked and found an opening, getting to slash a bit of his shoulder. "Hichigo. Shiroaski Hichigo. Half hollow, half zanpakuto."

Hotaru rose his eyebrow. "Interesting. But, why are you so pale?"

Oh, that was it for him! I snarled and clashed bow and sword together between us. "Stop being so nosy, you damn bastard! So what if I'm pale? It's better than having carrot hair!"

Hotaru looked slightly confused, but he didn't lose concentration at all. "Carrot hair...? I'm assuming you're talking about Kurosaki Ichigo, the soul reaper who saved all of soul society and the world of the living."

"How do you know all this?" I edged the sword closer to his face.

"I have my resources." He added in.

I used my power and sensed (y/n) was in her room, eyes wide and confused about what is going on. I had to admit, it was smart of her not to run away since both of us could easily stop her with flash-step. But still, what does this guy want with her? This will be a fun game... see whoever takes the girl first.

If my memory serves me right, when I get hurt, Ichigo gets hurt only if he's in soul form. The King won't mind since this is one of his friends... right? Hotaru fired off what seemed like millions of arrows, but I rammed through them.

Blue blood spilled from my cuts as I charged towards him, but I managed to slice at his shoulder blade. His face winced with pain and used his bow to shove me away. This was my chance as I charged up a Getsuga Tensho, only mine being black as darkness.

His eye widens in shock as I released it towards him, landing onto him perfectly. I smirked and spun my sword in circles. "Take that Quincy, that's the power of me, Hichigo."

The smoke cleared as Hotaru had a nasty slash down the right side of his chest. He was breathing hard, even gasping for air. "That's it!" He screamed, his eyes flashing with evil. "You've done it now."

"Ooo I'm so scared~" I laughed and stuck my tongue out at him.

Just then, he was disappearing in mid-air. I stopped mocking him and turned my head around, not sensing him anywhere. He hadn't use flash-step, he just stood there and disappeared... was this is power?

Before I could think more I felt an arrow pierce me through the shoulder. I gasped and coughed out blue blood, my vision getting hazy as the bastard appeared next to me, forehead flashing with sweat.

"Don't get any ideas that you're stronger than me. You pulled a tricky move, so it's only right I made one back, Shirosaki."

'Damn it! This guy managed to get me...' "You're right, I shouldn't get ahead of you. But just to make sure-"

I grabbed his arm and flipped him over, throwing him straight into the ground. Hotaru slammed into the street as I flash-stepped towards the girl, picked her up, and started flash-stepping over to King.

"What the Hell?!" She screamed through the air, "Let me go! I'll kill you if you don't!"

Ugh... were every girl like this? Hopefully not so most of the women can live in time for my calling as King. Instead, I threw her over my shoulder, letting her hang loosely from my grasp. "You wanna talk one more time? My shoulder feels weak, maybe I should lighten the weight."

She squeaked and shut her mouth close after that. My shoulder was feeling numb after that sneak attack. Just what was inside that arrow? What rank was that Quincy in... How could he have used his powers without releasing his wings...?

My train of thoughts was soon killed as more arrows came my way. I cursed and picked up the pace, hopefully, the King would come over and help me out. Wait, this was King, when does he help me out?

The window was close ahead as I slammed into it but quickly opened it up. King jumped from surprise and jumped off his bed. "What the- Why did you bring (y/n) with you?! Why does my shoulder throb with pain?!"

(y/n) slammed the window herself and locked the latch. "Some crazy man is out for my blood! Or... whatever he wants me for!"

King pushed her gently aside and looked out the window, too. He sighed and looked back at us. "I don't sense anyone there. Are you just lying to me?"

"What?!" I snapped with anger. "Why would I lie about something like this?! That was a Quincy I just fought! That arrow bastard just almost killed me!"

King froze in his tracks. "Wait... you're saying that Quincy was there? What did he want with (y/n)? Did you get any information out of him?"

"God, you're so annoying..." I panted and sat on his chair, feeling like passing out from the wound.

He seemed to finally notice and picked up his flip phone. "I'll call Orihime. After you're healed we're talking."

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(y/n) P.O.V

The memory and sight of Hotaru make me shiver to my core. He was insane, even bloodthirsty. After the cross was burned into my skin the memories of him coming on the first day we moved here... my parents...

I feel like I can't trust them anymore. It looks like my mother was the same of their kind... and my father looked to be of Hichigo's kind. This doesn't make any sense at all... wouldn't they want me to train to protect me?

Hichigo's groan snapped me out of thoughts as he laid on Ichigo's bed. It was strange to see Ichigo have a twin, only he was white. What did he call himself... a zanpakuto? A hollow? Things like him really were real?

"Are you just going to be quiet?" He spoke up, making me jump to hear his raspy voice.

I swallowed down my nervousness and walked over to him. "How are you feeling?"

"Better because of Orihime's healing abilities. Are you okay? You seem shaken up... like you've seen a ghost."

I looked down at myself as I did seem a lighter color... but that was because crazy things happened in less than half a day. "Yeah... I'm fine... just... trying to... put things together..."

Hichigo smirked and laughed lightly. "Well get used to things like this. Now that someone's after you, you're going to be training for a while. By who? By me! Hahaha!"

My stomach made a twist. Training... with this guy? "No way!" I exploded, "There's no way I'll be training with you! You've threatened to drop me, hurt me, even kill me! I still want to live, so I'll back out of that deal."

He growled and managed to grab my arm, pulling me down to stare into his golden eyes. "Listen here. I'm giving you a chance to protect yourself and become powerful. The King doesn't have time since he's going to school, so I'm your only hope at you learning to protect yourself."

He was right... but I just didn't want to train with him. "What are you...? You look like Ichigo, only white, but you don't speak or act like him in the least. More... bloodthirsty..."

Hichigo smirked the lines of his smile curling ever so devilishly. "That's a question I wouldn't like to answer, girl, or would you like to be called (y/n)?"

"(y/n)," I demanded with fire in my eyes, "it's (y/n), and always will never be 'girl'."

The door opened up as he quickly released his grip from my arm. Strangely, it felt naked without him touching me... I didn't know whether to feel disgusted or sad... ugh, why were things like this hard?

Ichigo came in, along with Orihime, bags under his eyes from the stress of school and reaping souls. He spoke up first as he glared at Hichigo. "Next time this happens, I'll pull on the Chain of Fate so hard it'll choke that neck of yours."

His words took me surprised. I haven't known Ichigo for long, but those words were... harsh, even deadly to the person he was using it at. Hichigo didn't seem affected in the slightest. "You're blaming me even though I saved her butt? Isn't she one of your friends?"

"We haven't known her for long, but I'll take her in as a friend for the sake of her safety. Just remember I'm the master, you're the sword, you're to listen to me and stay put in the house. If this ever happens again I'll make sure to leave you bleeding."

"Ichigo..." Orihime whispered, surprised also by Ichigo's harshness.

I saved the day by speaking up. "Knock it off Ichigo. Hichigo saved my life in a weird way, but he got me away from that Quincy. I'll take up training with him and learn to protect myself. But, please don't hurt him. It was only his best interest to sneak me away from the Quincy."

I wasn't looking at him, but I could feel his stare on me. It was nice in a way for him to be paying attention to me, but Ichigo sighed and ran a hand down his face. "If you want to train with him it's fine by me. But if he does something dangerous like this without a reason, I will pull on the Chain of Fate."

Ichigo turned on his heels and slammed the door behind him, Orihime's voice could be heard behind the door, speaking to Ichigo to calm him down.

"Why are you helping me?" Hichigo spoke, needing to know why I saved him.

I simply gave him a smile and sat in the blood crusted chair. "Because I owe you for saving me, Hichigo."