I've Always Had A Thing For Big Guys: A Sado "Chad" Yasutora Love Story {Chapter 1}

Umeko Kurosaki

Age: 15

Height: 5’7’’/ 172 cm

Class: 1-3

Race: Ryoka

Zanpokuto: Hoshikami (star god; katana that turns from metal to white gold)

Shikai: Gin Asahoshi (Silver Morning Star)

Bankai: Chi Kinikaze (Thousand Golden Winds)

Lover: Yasutora “Chad” Sado

Personality: Caring; temperamental; sarcastic; kind-hearted; emo; sorrowful; cold

Favorite Colour: Black

Theme Song: Antoinette Blue by Nana Kitade

Other: Umeko is related to Ichigo through her mother. Umeko could always see spirits, even though no one else she knew could. Her mother said, “Anyone who sees spirits is a good person inside.”

BLEACH

Chapter 1: Thank You

“Why? Why? Out of all people…?” I sighed shaking my brown-haired head, green eyes closed.

I’m Umeko Kurosaki, Ichigo Kurosaki’s cousin. My mother had recently died, so I’d been forced to go live with Ichigo’s family. I didn’t think that it’d be that bad, but you never know. Oh yah, I can see spirits, it’s a gift that I was born with. I can see spirits as well as Ichigo can; I can see, talk to, touch, and channel them. Unlike Ichigo, I’ve believed in soul reapers from the beginning, and Quincies too. Maybe the only reason that I’d believed without seeing is because I’d needed something to believe in…

Anyways, with one bag in hand, I knocked on the door of the Kurosaki Clinic. My uncle answered the door in his doctor’s coat, smiling when he saw me. He threw a punch at me, but I blocked him with ease.

“Looks like you’re still as swift as ever,” Jii-san chuckled, opening the door widely, “Come on in, Ume-chan.”

I walked inside, only to be tackled by Yuzu and Karin. I saw Ichigo leaning on the kitchen doorframe. I smiled at him as Yuzu and Karin jumped up and down saying something about finally having a big sister. Ichigo walked towards me and put a hand on my shoulder, making me grin.

“Nice to see you again, Ichigo-kun,” I giggled.

“Nice to see you too, Ume-kun,” he ruffled my hair, “I’m not quite as excited as Karin and Yuzu, but I’m pretty excited that you’re here.”

Ichigo, Rukia, and I went to school the next day, and I was really excited. Ichigo had told me about him being a soul reaper, because I’d always believed in them, and about Rukia living in his closet.

When Ichigo and I walked into class 1-3, a girl with long red-brown hair ran up to us. She had really big boobs…

“Kurosaki-kun, Rukia-chan,” she cried cheerfully, “Who’s you’re new friend?”

“Orihime,” Ichigo pointed at me, “This is my cousin, Kurosaki Umeko.”

“Wow,” Orihime cried, “You’re Kurosaki-kun’s cousin? That’s neat! Would you be my friend?”

This chick is really stupid, I thought.

Suddenly, a girl with really short black hair walked in and walked towards all of us. Orihime introduced her as Tatsuki, her best friend. Considering Orihime’s stupidity had put me in a foul mood, I decided to be a total bitch.

“Hey,” I sneered, “Why is Tatsuki wearing a girl’s uniform? Don’t tell me it’s a cross dresser.”

Ichigo cracked up laughing, Rukia chuckled, Orihime looked upset, and Tatsuki was pissed as hell.

“Who the hell are you calling an “it”?” Tatsuki shouted, throwing a punch.

I was fully prepared to block it and flip her out the door, but a large tanned hand blocked her for me. Another large tanned hand grabbed the back of my shirt and held me up.

“Oh, hey Chad,” Ichigo said, slapping the giant dark man on the back.

“Chad,” Tatsuki screamed at Chad as he held me up by my shirt choler, “Why didn’t you let me punch that little…?”

“Violence doesn’t solve anything,” he said, setting me down and looking at me, “Neither will taking out your anger on people you don’t know.”

“Why don’t you try not to judge people before you get to know them,” I sighed in annoyance, “I’m not angry.”

I brushed past him, but he grabbed my shoulder and spun me around. Being only about half his size, I spun several times before falling over.

“She’s tiny, Chad,” Ichigo said hurriedly, “Be careful.”

He bent over to pick me up, but I shrunk back saying, “Whoa there, Superman. I can get up myself without help from the friendly giant, thanks.”

Something I couldn’t place for a little while flashed in Chad’s face; it stuck in my mind. After I sat down, I saw some guys walk up to Chad and start harassing him. I was really angry for some strange reason, and then I saw the look on his face that he’d made when I called him “Superman” and “The Friendly Giant”. He was hurt.

When the teacher came in, I was told to introduce myself to the class and decided to make everyone hate me on my first day.

“I’m Umeko Kurosaki. I hate bitches and bullies, so that’s almost all of you,” I shot a looked at the jerks that’d been bugging Chad that said, “You ever bug him again and you’ll be inviting me to kick your asses!”

A smirk struck the apparent leader’s face; he was telling me to watch my back if I was standing up for Chad. I sneered at him.

“I also hate people who hurt me friends, physically or verbally,” I looked at Chad gently; a ghost of a smile crossed his lips as quickly as it disappeared; I continued, “And I only ever apologize to my friends. If I make a public apology that means that I want to be your friend.”

Everyone was watching me. When they saw that I was looking at Chad, they all looked at him. I turned back to the jerks that I now hated with my entire being. I glared at them and all but their leader shifted uncomfortably.

“Everyone got that?” I growled as I stared the bullies down.

They nodded and I chuckled, sitting in my seat. I felt many eyes on me, but I only kept calm because of Chad and Ichigo’s eyes; their eyes were the only ones that comforted me.

After class, Ichigo left with all of his friends, but Chad stayed in the classroom. I walked over to his desk. He’s so tall; he barely had to look up at me. I smiled at him.

“Hey,” I said, “You want to eat lunch together?”

He nodded and led me up to the roof. I saw Ichigo and Rukia eating with two other guys.

“Hey,” Ichigo called, “Chad, Ume-kun, over here!”

Chad and I headed over to the small group and sat down.

The one who spoke first was a straight up browner and a flirt; I heard it in his voice when he said, “Hey, Baby, what’s you’re name? It’s got to be as cute as you or I’ll rename you “Sexy”. By the way, I’m Keigo.”

I smiled sweetly at Keigo and said in a sickly sweet voice, “Fuck off, Kiss-ass. I don’t like wanna-be pimps.”

Ichigo and the small guy with black hair cracked up laughing, Rukia chuckled inwardly, and Chad smiled for a moment. I looked at the short one with malice. He got the message and hid behind Ichigo.

“So, what’s your name?” I asked bored.

“Mizuiro,” he said before Ichigo hit him over the head, “What was that for?”

While the two fought and Keigo sulked, I was getting annoyed. I stood up and walked away. I heard Ichigo call my name and someone get up. I didn’t care who it was; all I wanted was to know why they cared enough to follow me.

When I was about half way to the front door of the school, I felt myself being hoisted into someone’s arms and I screamed. I was flailing and shouting with my eyes squeezed shut until my captor spoke.

“Umeko-san,” I froze and looked up into Chad’s chocolate eyes, “Are you alright?”

“Ano…” I blushed before freaking out, “What are you doing, Chad? Put me down!”

Chad shook his head, “No.”

“Why not?” I cried, frustrated.

“You’re angry,” Chad said simply.

“I’m not angry,” I shouted, “I’m just…! I’m…”

I realized that Chad was very right, I was a very angry person, and I never knew why. I sighed in defeat and Chad put me down. I thought about making a run for it, but he’s twice my size and would have easily caught me.

“Well, well, well,” I heard a voice that made me want to puke, “What do we have here? Looks like the giant’s got himself a girlfriend.”

“Why don’t you just mind your own business?” I snarled at the bullies.

“I don’t think so,” the leader said, “See, you challenged us out in the open this morning when you stood up for this big dope, so…”

“The only dope I see here is you,” I interrupted, “Listen, why don’t you just go and pick on someone your own size?”

“Like you, Baby?” one of the lackeys spoke up.

“Yah,” the leader smirked, “You want us to bug you, Cutie? Cause I’d like to bug you all night.”

He reached for me, but Chad pulled me away. The leader looked angry as Chad pushed me behind him.

“You got a problem, Looser?” the leader snarled.

“Don’t talk to him like that,” I snapped; I looked up at Chad, “Aren’t you going to say anything?”

“Yah, Yasutora,” the bullies chuckled, “Say something.”

Chad remained silent; I growled. I walked out from behind Chad and attempted to brush past the bullies, but the leader grabbed my waist and pulled me close. I felt his hot, heavy breathing on my neck.

“Let go of me, Scumbag,” I cried, struggling with all my might.

“You going to say anything now, Yasutora?” he chuckled, licking my neck.

I shuddered in disgust and screamed, “Let go!”

“What the…?”

I opened my eyes in time to see Chad send that bully flying. My eyes widened in surprise as Chad picked me up and dashed out the door. I heard people calling after us, but their voices faded as Chad dashed off campus.

When Chad stopped, we were at an apartment complex. He put me down and I wobbled a bit before falling back into his arms. I smiled up at him sweetly, and his quiver of a smile flashed on his face.

“I walked by this place on my way to school,” I smiled, “You live awfully close to me and Ichigo.”

He nodded and led me up to his apartment. I felt comfortable with him for some reason.

We went inside and basically ate lunch in peace. I helped him make some egg noodles and chicken. I looked around the kitchen and saw a picture of an old Mexican man; he was standing next to what appeared to be a young Chad…

Chad must have noticed me looking at the picture, because he said, “My grandfather. He’s the man who inspired me to only fight for others.”

I smiled and took out my wallet. I opened it to a picture of a blonde woman with green eyes holding a baby with light brown hair and her green eyes. I showed it to him and he smiled, taking it from me for a better look.

“And that’s my mother,” I felt warm inside for some reason, “Where’s your grandpa? Is he working? Sleeping?”

“Dead,” he said solemnly, handing me my wallet, “He’s dead.”

“Oh....” I said sadly as the warm feeling grew cold, “My mom is too…”

We ate in silence until we had to head back to school. I took a look at the picture of Chad’s grandfather. I walked towards it, folded my hands and bowed my head in prayer.

Please, I prayed, Please watch over Chad. He deserves so much more than what he gets, and I can tell that he misses you. Please, rest in peace…

“Umeko,” I felt a pair of large, muscular arms wrap around me, pulling me close to their owner, “Thank you.”

I closed my eyes and rested my head against Chad’s totally ripped body.

“You’re welcome,” I said softly.

When Chad and I got back to school, I was instantly pulled off my Orihime, Tatsuki and their friends. They all asked me so many questions.

“Where were you, Umeko-kun?” Orihime asked.

“What were you and Chad up to?” Tatsuki inquired.

“Yah,” the other girls cried in excitement.