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A/N: Uh yeah I’m making another OC Bleach Story…. I had this whole Idea about Ichigo having a twin sister… well not really twin sister… Named, Itachi…. She has the abilities of both Soul Reaper and Soul Slayer…. This is in her point of view about her brother Ichigo losing his powers after fighting Aizen… And it also tells about gaining more control over her Soul Reaper powers and her going more towards the Soul Society side of things and Then the Soul Slayer Organization. Like Ichigo she gets trained by Urahara and Tesai… But unlike Ichigo, she excels at Kido and is bad at basic Soul Reaper combat. Though Itachi does learn how to control it…. Like Ichigo her Zanpaktou release is huge, but not as big as his and she has only mastered Shikai at this point…. She wants to learn Bonkai… Also Ichigo even though he doesn’t have his powers helps her learn the correct technique. Her Zanpaktou is called; Raibu Tada (Live free) her Shikai form is called; Raibu Tada Dzuki Saikoro (Live Free To Die) basically her main attack she summons a dark orange energy and it surrounds her enemy and when It strikes them it paralyzes them and steals all of the Spiritual Pressure. Any Ways enough with me rambling on….
Disclaimer: I don’t own Bleach and the rites of that belong to the creator Kobe Tite and the other people who made it possible… Also I don’t make a single cent off this anime… Meaning I don’t make a profit off of it… Only thing I own is my Soul Slayer Organization Idea and my character Itachi Kurosaki…. Morgana (belongs to my cousin) Warnings: contains sex, gore, blood, swearing, mature interlude, OC, OCC, Spoilers a bit…
Brief Character Profile:
Name: Itachi Kurosaki
Age: 17
Height: 5’8”
Weight: 124
Gender: Female
Blood Type: A
Relatives:
Isshin Kurosaki (Father)
Masaki Kurosaki (Stepmother, deceased)
Ichigo Kurosaki (twin half brother)
Karin Kurosaki (little sister)
Yuzu Kurosaki (Little Sister)
Morgana Yusuki (Real Mother)
Birth Date: July 15^th
Race: Human
Status: Dating
Partner: Uryu Ishida
Rank:
Soul Slayer: Lieutenant of the 2^nd Division
Soul Reaper: Unranked.
Zanpaktou’s Name:
Soul Slayer: AkaTsuki (Bloody Moon)
Soul Reaper: RaibuTada (Live Free)
Okay on with the story (hope you enjoy it I’m trying to make a complex, yet simple character)

On with the Story:
My dark chocolate brown eyes widen as I saw my sort of twin, Ichigo, lose all of his spiritual pressure to Aizen. It was a gory, stressful, violent and emotional battle. I was helpless to help my brother, because I was commanded to stand back by my father and watch the battle. I had to watch my brother lose his spiritual pressure and become human. This was a great loss. I decided, in the place of Ichigo losing his Shimigami power, I would give up my Soul Slayer abilities and follow in his foot steps... This was a hard decision for me to make… I knew that I was giving up on the entire thing I work so hard to achieve and start over. Like an artist stopping halfway on a work of art and changing it to make a new one. I would paint my new work as Itachi Kurosaki, Soul Reaper. I knew my mother Morgana would understand this decision.
I hope in time Ichigo does regain his powers… So I could go back to being a Soul Slayer…

17 Months later:
I watched my brother Ichigo go with his normal human existence. I was stuck living a double life. So this is what it felt like being in Ichigo’s place, it felt foreign to me. I sighed and shook my now short angular chopped bob of a haircut.
I was now a 17 year old teenage girl, I was a senior in high school…. Good for me.
Most girls my age would be worried about getting dates, having sex and planning what college they want to go to. Who they want for their boyfriends and things like that…
“Hey Itachi, quit your daydreaming and pass me the jelly,” Ichigo said breaking me of my thoughts.
“Okay, “I muttered, handing him the grape jelly container.
“Isshin Kurosaki, surprise jump-kick!” our father shouted as he tried to kick Ichigo. He missed and ended up knocking my rice right into my lap. The white gooey substance ended up on my new uniform skirt making a huge wet spot on the front of my grey skirt. It looked as if I had no bladder control and peed on myself. My temper boiled up like Mt. Saint Hellenes in the 80’s.
“Dad, what the fuck was that for!” I shouted my temper rising.
“Sorry Itachi, I meant to attack Ichigo, don’t be mad at Daddy!” he pleaded.
I sighed and looked at my goofy-yet-strong father and had to shake my head. My temper decreased to a fine trickle. “Fine Dad, you’re forgiven this time…” I added with an evil smirk.
I sighed and looked at my skirt…. How was I going to pull this off without making a huge mess? My current mission was to get to Ichigo and my room with out making a mess of rice-goo on the floor.
I could just yank off my skirt and make my way to the bedroom…Wait! That really wasn’t a smart decision and scar my little sister’s to death…Uh… waddle my way to my room like a duck and risk not spilling rice? How about I use my hand and push the rice into the bowl and then go change. Number 3 made more sense.
I sighed and started to scoop the rice into the bowl I got as much of it off as I could and then proceeded to wipe of the sticky residue with the napkin. I sighed and marched a dull pace into my shared bedroom and changed my uniform skirt into a spare one.
I sighed and walked to the window and stared out at the landscape before me. Can you believe that a huge battle was fought here 17 months ago? That would be 1 year and three months to be precise… Yet I knew it was a fake Karakura Town but still it all seems so surreal to me… It seems like 17 months ago I was a Soul…
“Itachi, get your ass in gear or we’re going to be late for the first day of our senior year!” Ichigo shouted, breaking my though train.
“Yeah, I’m coming you don’t have to fucking shout!” I yell back.
“Fine whatever, but it’s your ass if you’re late! I’m sure as hell not babysitting your ass!” he shouted.
“Like you have to I’m the older twin you know!” I shouted.
“Yeah, yeah big fucking deal!” he fired back.
I sighed grabbed my bag and chased after Ichigo in a haste fashion….
Whelp that’s the end of chapter one… Chapter 2 soon to come! J Hope you enjoyed it…
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