Child of the Hogyoku

Child of the hogyoku

Chapter 3

Ichigo looked up at his old high school. He remembered being happy that he was a substitute shinigami since it got him away from his studies. It bit him in the butt really cause he'd ended up having to go to night school and take some open university courses to catch up. you never realise how important the place is until you get away.
"Ichigo." called a high pitched female voice.
He looked round and waited for the bust orange haired woman to catch up. Orihime and Ichigo helped each other get to the places they were now. Working together they managed to get their positions in the school. Ichigo the assistant PE teacher and Orihime trainee school nurse.
"Hey Orihime." He greeted.
"Don't send too many boys my way today Ichigo," They walked in to the staff room, "We've got a new kid today and I don't wanna scare him."
"How do you know these things and I don't?" Ichigo looked at her.
"Cause I make sure I listen in the Friday meetings." She sang.
"So what they say about this new kid?"
"Apparently he's a but of a genius and has been moved up a few years,"
Ichigo listened more intently. He knew who this sounded like.
"But even though he's smart he's a juvenile delinquent and keeps getting in trouble with the law."
"Do you know his name?"
Orihime looked at him with a blink, "Now I'm surprised you didn't listen at that part. I know it confused me."
"Just tell me Orihime."
The woman had gotten a little devious with age. She'd grown up and Ichigo couldn't help but think she'd taken to being a bit too much like her shinigami pen pal Rangiku Matsumoto.
"Toushiro Hitsugaya."
It...it couldn't be the same kid..."You're joking?"
"Nope." She shook her head, "That's what they said his name was."
Ichigo went a bit quiet. It couldn't be the same kid. To have the same spiritual power. The same appearance. He couldn't have the same name as well...could he?
"You alight, Ichigo?" Orihime tilted her head.
"Fine." He pushed it aside with a smile as they entered.

"The boy looked exactly like the late captain you say?" Urahara Kiske wafted his fan in from of his face as he and Rukia sat in the back of the store.
She nodded, "I didn't see him clearly myself but Ichigo did. His spiritual power as well. It was cold and just felt like a slight temperature drop. I've only ever know Captain Hitsugaya's spiritual power to manifest in such a way."
"Hmm...what about the size of his spiritual power?" He enquired more.
"It didn't seem much. Obviously a lot for a human but..."
"So he is either knows how to control his spiritual power or maybe some is dormant or even he just doesn't have that much..." The man under that had had a few explanations already but he shut himself up for now, "I can't really say much Rukia until I meet the boy."
"Alight," She stood up, "I'll see what I can do."
He gave her the usually carefree smile as she left and with a wave of his fan told her to, "Come again."
The door closed and the smile dropped.
"What's wrong, boss?" Tessi put down some tea on the table.
He gave a sigh, "It's nothing...," He took a sip, at the moment.

"Snap out of it!"
Ichigo felt a hard hand on the back of his head.
"Ouch..." He glared at the built man with sort black hair.
"Can't have you day dreamin the kids are gonna be coming out the changing room." The actual PE teacher Mr. Tashimoto told him.
The boys came out in dribs and drabs but Ichigo's eyes were draw to one boy who came out on his own. Shorter than all the others with snowy white hair his teal eyes were on the ground.
"The new kid?" Ichigo had to make sure.
"Yep," Tashimoto replied shaking his head in pity as some of the other boys shoved passed him.