Eight- honor of the quincy

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Author Notes: I claim no rights or anything associated with the Bleach series and/or its characters. This story is completely my own idea as it is told from Ichigo's point of view. Some of the characters maybe a bit OC so please don't hate. Please leave me your comments and reviews telling me what you think. Thanks!

Key Guide: "regular speech", 'thinking to ones self', (translations), *mental speech*, =flashback=, italic-spirits speaking, bold-hollows speaking, bold italics-attacks

Eight- honor of the Quincy

Kisuke dusted himself off as he told me about a race known as the Quincy. Much like shinigami, they were able to kill hollows. But when they killed the hollows, they didn't ease the souls existence but rather obliterate it completely. There were rumors that the shinigami didn't help them when they were under attack by a large hollow army as several Quincy's were killed.

"He maybe the very last of his kind. The Quincy where known to have a very strict honor. He sees you as a hollow trying to hurt people." replied Kisuke. Hearing Kisuke's words about hollows got me upset as my reishi went out of control lashing out everywhere. "Ichigo calm down. I don't think that this Quincy knows a single thing about you." yelled out Kisuke as he dodged my reishi.

*He's right King. Who does this Quincy think he is to judge us? We should show him that we aren't like other hollows. I say meet him after school.* Shiro stated mentally.

*Shiro does have a good point Master Ichigo.* added Tensa. I began to calm down at my inner hollow's and zanpakuto's advice.

"Sorry Kisuke. I just don't understand how he was able to figure it out. I keep my reishi under control so not to draw the attention of people like him." I stated. Kisuke closed his eyes as I could feel his reishi rising as he focused it to sense something. I could see thousands of ribbons shoot up all around me as Kisuke walked towards me with his eyes still closed. He reached past me grabbing a ribbon as he opened his eyes.

"I think he miss read your spirit ribbon Ichigo. Shinigami's ribbons like your father and mine is red as blood. Yours because of your hollowed nature looks black." Kisuke stated as he handed me my ribbon. He was right it did look black as night. "If he looked closely, he would have seen parts of shinigami in your ribbon." I looked at my ribbon closely to see that it was a black-red color darker than mahogany. The spirit ribbons disappeared once Kisuke relaxed his reishi.

"Thanks Kisuke. I just have to show Uryu that he is completely wrong about me."

"Ichigo be careful. We still don't know if a Quincy's arrow can cleanse you completely out of existence. The same goes for a shinigami fighting you with their zanpakuto. I know that you are able to perform a konso sending souls to the Seireitei. But we don't know what will happen to you if you fight a full shinigami and/or a Quincy." stated Kisuke as I made my way upstairs.

"I guess that I will have to find out. Don't worry Kisuke, I will be careful. Thanks for everything." I replied as I flash sonido back towards the school. When I arrived at school it was lunch time as I knew precisely where Kon would be. I went to the roof of the school to find Kon sitting eating lunch with some of my friends. Keigo Asano was perhaps one of my most annoying friend, Mizurio Kojima was his closest friend as they grew up together, and Yasatro Sado who I have nicknamed Chad was a gentle but quite giant. Kon looked up as he could clearly sense my presence as he excused himself from the group.

"How did it go with Kisuke?" asked Kon.

"Well I found out that Uryu is as I am going to confront him after school. Thanks for your help Kon. I will take it over from here." I stated. Kon stretched out my body letting out a long yawn. I pressed my gloved hand next to my body as it went through to retrieve Kon's marble. Before my gigai fell to the ground, I quickly moved reentering my body. Within my left hand was Kon's marble. "Rest well Kon. I may need you again later on." I whispered as I rejoined my friends for the rest of lunch.

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