Chapter 1

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Ichigo's POV

Damn I thought as I walked around town aimlessly. I'll never find a job. I've been looking forever and no one is willing to hire me. I continued to rant to myself as I finally made my way home. At least there I could just relax for a while. When I finally got home I decided to lay down and relax a bit. It was frustrating thinking about my constant failure to find a job over this past week. I went to my room and pulled my jeans of and changed into some sweats. When I finally got comfortable I lied there and looked at the ceiling. Man why is it so hard to get hired? I thought to myself. After a while of sitting around and thinking about it, I heard a knock at my door. At the moment I'm the only one home, so I went downstairs to answer it. I opened up the door and a Man with long red hair and tattooes all over was standing in my doorway.

"Hey, Renji."

I said as I welcomed him in. Renji is my best friend. We've know eachother for as long as I can remember. I don't know why he decided to drop by so random. I guess he heard about my problem trying to find a job. I gave Renji a quick glance and smiled. I then motioned for him to enter. When Renji entered I sat down on my bed while Renji made himself comfortable in the spinny chair at my desk.

"So Renji, is there any particular reason you're here?" I said as I looked over in his direction.

"Well, I remember a little bit ago when you told me that you were looking for a job so you could help out a bit with your family, correct?"

"Yeah...but that's still not answering my question."

He shot a glance of annoyance at me which slowly turned into this skeptical grin.

"Let me finish Ichigo", he said as he pulled out a copy of the morning paper.

I looked at him and laughed a little to myself.

"You wanna tell me whats so funny?" Renji said as he looked at Ichigo with another look of annoyance.

"Well." I said while trying to contain my laughter at the same time. "I didn't know people still looked through the morning paper."

Renji then got up and punched me in the back of my head. I stood up quickly and started yelling at him.

"Dude, what the hell was that for!"

"Making fun of me", he said as he began to lay the newspaper down on a specific article.

Renji slid his finger across the paper until he stopped at an article named Jagearjaquez Incorporation.

"This is where you should work, it pays well...and...well.......yeahhhh..."

I looked at him as he slowly drifted off in his words. The way he spoke about it gave me a really bad feeling about working there. He hardly said two sentences and it sounded like he was leaving something out.

"Is their something else you want to tell me about this job that you're showing me?"

I gave him a look that was supposed to scare him. But instead of scaring him, he hit me in my head again. Im not a very scary person. Renji just laughed then gave looked back at the article again.

"Im telling you dude, you should try and get this job. It shouldn't be that hard."

I didn't really want the job. I didn't want it because in highschool, Grimmjow, or Mr. Jagearjaquez was in the same school as I was. I guess you could say he was one of the "cool kids". By cool kids I mean he was just a jerk. Him and his group of friends just bullied people. They had no legitimate reason to, they just did. Towards the middle of the school year, I ended up being Grimmjow's personal target. He would do stupid and annoying things at first like, hit my tray out of my hands, or trip me in the hallway. Then it just managed to get worse. I had to stay after school for kendo practice and he would stay after just to meet me when I was done. But when I saw him, he would hit me in the locker room, or even push me down the stairs. When I got home and had to explain to my father, I could just tell him they were just bruises from kendo practice. I got so tired of getting beat up everyday after school so I kinda just gave up kendo. Long story short, I really rather not work with the man that made my highschool life a living hell.

"Hey, hey Ichigo", Renji said as he shook me crazily by my shoulders. "Are you still with me there."

"Yeah...s-sorry about that, I just kinda dosed off."

Renji looked up at me from the article,

"Don't forget the task at hand buddy, you have a job to get, remember how much you need this, you really shouldn't be picky."

I looked back at Renji with a scowl.

"You know how I feel about Grimmjow...Renji."

"Look." Renji looked at me with a soft and assuring stare. "Everything will be alright, I understand how you feel about him, and I even understand why you feel the way you do, but you can't let that stop 'ya from doing something that benefits you. You need this job, and your dad could really use the extra help taking care of the house and your siblings. This job pays alot, and maybe he's changed over the years, give it shot...and if its to bad, we'll search for another one together."

I looked at Renji the entire time he spoke. The sincerity and reassuring tone of his voice made me change my outlook on the situation. I grabbed the paper and searched for the address. When I found it, I quickly wrote it down and tucked it away in my pocket.

"Thank you Renji", I said as I gave my bestfriend a hug.

"Anytime man, be careful going over there."

Renji gave me a hug back, then headed for the door.

"Shuuhei's waiting for me at home so I gotta get going, I'll see you tomorrow though, and make sure to text me how it goes. I should be the first one to know."

"Sure thing buddy, seeya tomorrow", I said as the red head made his way out the door and down the street towards his own home.

I pulled the paper outta my pocket and looked at the address. I walked out of my house and flagged down the next taxi. I got in and headed down to the Jagearjaquez Incorporation.

Thanks for reading! Let me know if it's good enough for part 2. If it needs improvement let me know and I hope you all enjoy

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