𝙋𝙨𝙚𝙪𝙙𝙤-𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙂𝙤𝙙𝙨―𝐈.𝐊. 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

one. pseudo-death god

"I'm home, world!" I exclaimed, walking into my father's shop.

No answer. I frowned. I thought I told dad I was coming home today like two weeks ago when he called. I was half expecting to hear Ururu's quiet and shy voice while Jinta said something snarky and Tessai went on his merry way of restocking shelves. Even if they weren't here I was expecting Aunt Yoruichi in human form to give me a hug. But alas no one was here. Was the shop suddenly closed for some reason or another?

I sighed and dragged my trunk up towards my room. And it is the same as I've left it. I don't know if I'm relieved or saddened by the revelation. On one hand dad didn't come into my room to clean so I wouldn't find anything while on the other hand dad didn't come into my room because he missed me. Man that hurts me. In my heart and my ego. I unloaded my things from my trunk before I started a load of laundry.

Now what else do I have to do? My eyes wondered over to my bookshelf. I see Ururu has been going through my bookshelf and discombobulated my author alphebetically sorted bookshelf. Goodbye the next hour of my life to reorganization. I sighed as I took out my first set of six books out of the bookshelf. I cleared the books from the shelf and started the sort. Until... I heard a loud bang from downstairs.

And just like that I was down the stairs with my Zanpakuto in hand, I scrambled behind a wall and just stood there, waiting for whoever it was to come and for me to smack them over the head. Which, to be fair, was not the best idea I've ever had, but it was an idea and I was going with it in this instance. I jumped out, screamed, and bonked the person on the head with my zanpakuto. 

"OW! What was that for? Wait. What are you doing here?" it was a boy with crimson red hair in a ponytail. He smelled like... a shinigami.

"I live here. Who are you?" I retorted.

"If you live here, then how come I've never seen you before? Or heard of you for that matter?" Well that was a blow to my ego. And he completely skipped over my who are you question.

I put my hand on my hip. "Before I answer that, you have to tell me your name." I replied.

"It's Renji. Renji Abarai.  And you are?"

Before I could answer, the door opened to reveal dad, Yoruichi, Ururu, Jinta, and Tessai. "Ah! Renji, I see you met [Y/N] [L/N], my daughter. Sorry I couldn't be here when you got back. We were out shopping for things for dinner to celebrate your return from America. It took much longer than I originally thought it was. But wasn't Renji here to greet you when you were home?" Dad looked at the crimson haired boy.

[Timeskip Brought to You By Bleach, the Only Anime Where All of Its Filler is Good and Not Bad]

The next morning I woke up to get ready for my day back to school. At dinner last night, I got the basic rundown of who Renji Abarai was and what he was doing here. In my house. So my freakout at him was not justified, but when is anything really justified? Never. Never is when anything is justified. Which leads me to this position now. Renji and I walking to school together. Yes. You heard me correctly.

He was walking with me to school. And my dad had told him that I would have to be kept in the dark about their spirit being and other shinigami friends and they would be in the dark about me being Kisuke Urahara's half-soul, half-human daughter or his daughter in general. But I have no clue why he would walk me to school. Hopefully he's either smart enough to ditch me before school so it doesn't make it seem like we know each or he's smart enough to come up with something believable on the fly.

My guess? He's neither. But he did disappear from me at some point. But that was probably because I had run on ahead of him just in case he wasn't. I walked into school to be swarmed in a hug by Orihime Inoue. "[Y/N]! You're back!" right we're friends. Her, me, and Tatsuki.

"I got back yesterday. Sorry I didn't come by. I was busy unpacking and with travel, I was kind of tired." I told her.

"Don't worry about it. Hey, do you want to join me and my friends at lunch?" Orihime asked me.

I nodded. "I'll like that. It'll make my transition that much easier for me. Hopefully not to much has changed since then."

"I wouldn't know about that. I'm just glad that you're here now, bestie." the ginger haired female told me.

All I could do was nod at her. How could I be her bestie, someone she knew all of the secrets of, if I didn't trust her with the biggest secret of my life?