Kazui's POV:
I looked at myself in the mirror and checked if anything was wrong with myself since I didn't wanna leave a bad impression on my 3rd year back in Karakura High. Jeez, a few weeks of not being at school really made me lazy, I just wanna go back to bed.
"Let's go"
"About time you got ready, I thought it would be the end of the world by the time you stopped staring at yourself in the mirror", snorted a small voice coming from the closet.
A small lion plush hopped out of the closet and crossed his arms.
"Shut up Kon, I was only checking to see if anything was wrong", I grumbled.
"Ha, yeah right. If it were me, I would've already gone out and try to find some girls...but sadly I cannot shame Ichigo anymore because he has a wife now...."
"You really are a disgusting pervert, huh?", I coughed.
"HEY, I AM NOT- "
Before Kon could finish his sentence, he was stepped on by a woman with blonde hair.
"Hey Kazu-kun! Is everything okay?", asked the woman.
"Yeah, it is, Aunt Yuzu. I was just fussing over looks"
"Don't worry, you look exactly like Ichi-nii, right? Yuzu-chan?" said Karin, standing by the doorway.
"Of course, he looks like Nii-san when he was 17"
While they were busy talking about how I looked like my dad (which I don't mind, I thank him for that), I swiftly walked downstairs to the dining room.
"Finally! You're gonna be late for school! Here, take this piece of toast. I already packed your lunch and your bag", said a lovely woman with reddish brown hair.
My mother, Orihime Kurosaki is a beautiful woman. She wore a simple purple shirt, beige pants, and an apron. She had the perfect looks, and she is extremely kind and innocent too. I can see why my dad married her. She and my dad make the perfect pair, and perfect genetics to make me. Anyway....
"Thanks, mom", I say as I took the piece of toast, and then my bag from the table.
She kissed me on the forehead and waved goodbye as I dashed out of the door and sprinted on my way to school.
"Crap, I'm gonna be late. Why did I have to wake up at this time?" I mumbled to myself as I kept sprinting.
Then an idea popped up in my head. I could do that thing that my dad taught me how to do while training. What'd he call it again? Flash something?
It was gonna be risky though. Dad said to never use my abilities or skills in public unless it's to defend myself. But maybe in this circumstance....... No, I'd rather not get beat by my dad.
Sweat dripped off my head as I kept on running, turning corners and hopping over fences to get to school faster. As I sprinted, I didn't see a figure that was crossing over and walking.
One closer look and I recognised a very strange familiar face.
She stared at me surprised and exclaimed, "KAZUI???"
In equal surprise, I yelped, "ICHIKA???"
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Bleach: New Generation
FanfictionKazui Kurosaki, a 17 year old in Karakura High, is not as normal as a regular high school student. Like his father Ichigo, he is a Substitute Soul Reaper who possesses incredible power. During his days casually purifying Hollows with the new Soul Re...
