AN: Well, since it's my 16thbirthday today, I decided to post this story again. It's a kind of treat. :) I'll try to upload this story once a week. Why I didn't choose a different story? Because some people made me promise to post this one… .

Oh, and there is a little bit cursing... well, let's say a lot of cursing in this fic.

Anyway, hope you enjoy!

Rukia's P.O.V

I am running through Karakura town for my dear life at the moment. It shouldn't have been this way. I only went out for a little bit fresh air and the next thing I get are some idiotic creeps who started to chase me. I have never seen or heard about them before. So what do they want from me?

I didn't dare to look back, afraid to hit something when I do so. I just don't want to know what happens if I trip… Hell, I don't even want to know what they want from me.

I looked around quickly and I saw a lot of houses and started to wonder where I was while I still kept running. I didn't recognize the place… And since I know this city quite well, I guess that this should probably be the worst and poorest part of our town.

I am still running, even though I can't hear their footsteps anymore. I know that they are still near, I can feel them somehow. I never knew that adrenaline could get the best out of people like this. And I never knew that I was crazy enough to feel them.

Then I spotted it. I saw a house, a very huge and old one. I can't imagine why this house was set between the other houses here. Well, you couldn't really call them houses anymore. Ruins would be a better word to describe this place.

When I finally reached the door of the house, I glanced back. I couldn't see them, but I quickly turned back to the door anyway and tried to open the door. To my surprise, the door wasn't locked. What the…? I shook my head. This was absolutely not the time for ridiculous thoughts and then I quickly got in the house.

I waited a few seconds before I silently made my way to the window and saw them standing there. I couldn't hear them, but I could see their mouths moving. I didn't want to risk anything, so I quickly and silently got upstairs.

The house was really old, I can tell that much. It has something from the Middle Ages, but it was also a little bit modern. I heard the door open and I could feel my heart beat starting to pick up. I silently fled into a room and spotted a closet. I opened it and was very relieved when I saw that it was empty and that the space was big enough for me to sit in without getting uncomfortable. I sat down in the closet and closed the door silently.

I heard some stumbling and guessed that they were searching. I didn't move and tried to breathe quietly. Then I heard footsteps. And they were very close. I held my breath and prayed that he wouldn't find me. I can assure you that I actually never pray.

Then a loud voice rang through the house which made me almost shriek. "She isn't here! Let's continue our search outside!"

There was more stumbling and then I heard a door open and close again. I waited for what seemed like an eternity before I finally dared to get out of the closet. I walked towards the window in the room and saw that those creeps had found someone else.

The girl was screaming and crying out really hard. I knew that everyone could hear her since I heard her as well. I shivered when I saw that those creeps took her with them. I really am grateful that they didn't catch me, but I do pity that girl.

Then I heard a voice from behind me. "Are you cold?"

I could feel my eyes widen again while I was kind of frozen in my place after I heard that male voice. I forced myself to turn around, just to see who the person was. And my body was not really willing to listen to me, so I turned really slowly which annoyed me just a little bit. But when I was facing the person, my jaw almost dropped. It was a boy around my age, to my surprise. Then I noticed his questioning look and I shook my head. "No, I am not cold, thank you."

I saw how the corners of his lips curled a little bit and somehow, it made my heartbeat go a little bit faster. "That's good to know."

I looked over him. There was just something strange about him and I just couldn't tell what. And no, it was certainly not his white hair. No, he looked like a teenager, but I doubted that a little bit. I am not sure if he could be one or not, but it could be me as well. I always have this weird feeling when strange things are about to happen.

"Why are you here?" I heard him ask and I couldn't help but notice that he had a husky voice. It was much deeper than a voice should be on his age.

"I can ask you the same question…" I muttered when I remembered his question, wondering what I was supposed to tell him without him laughing at me.

I saw the corners of his lips curl a little bit more. "Well, if I answer that question, do you answer mine as well?"

I nodded while I didn't feel like asking more questions since his eyes seemed to hypnotize me which made me unable to speak. "Alright," I managed to say after a while. "I am here because some idiotic freaks were chasing me and I didn't want them to catch me. What about you?"

I saw how his smile widened a little bit and somehow, it seemed to get creepier. Then he said something that I wouldn't have expected. "I live here."

I had the feeling that something was missing. I could understand his expression if I got to know that something. And this old house wasn't really helping me to get the picture…

"So," He said, snapping me out of my thoughts. "What did those guys want from you?"

I frowned at that. "I honestly don't know, but I don't think that it was something good." And that last thing. I would swear on my life for the fact that they didn't have something good in their minds for any girl.

I noticed that he was still smiling, but it was not as creepy as before. That's when I noticed how his skin seemed to gleam. It was an abnormal white color, but it could be my imagination or maybe even the light. I glanced out of the window and that's when I noticed the fact that it was evening already.

"Are you tired?" he suddenly asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I shifted my gaze back to him. Well, more like his eyes. I was drowning in those turquoise orbs and before I actually could think, I spoke the truth. "Well, actually I am quite tired..."

I was shocked. I would have expected from myself that I wouldn't tell someone I didn't know something like this. It makes me sound weak and I am absolutely not weak!

I could see some amusement on his face and I saw how his eyes were sparkling. And somehow I couldn't help but think that he was really being a jerk. "I am sorry, but wouldn't you be tired when some creeps, who you have never met before, chase you through the whole town with no reason while you ran the entire time?"

I saw how his smile faded a little bit. "I guess I would have been tired."

I was confused. "You guess?"

I heard him chuckle. "Yes, I guess because I was never chased by anyone. Or at least I can't remember it anymore."

I couldn't help but think that he was crazy. "I really think you should get some sleep..." I heard him mutter. Well, I fucking think that it should be the other way around.

I just ignored my own thoughts and tried to act like a Kuchiki, just like my Dad taught me. "I am sorry for intruding in your house. I can understand that you're tired as well."

And somehow, his smile which had appeared again made me stop talking. That smile actually made him quite hot and maybe even more than that. Really, I am glad that my thoughts are private. Wait a second… I absolutely didn't think that! "No problem," I heard him say. "It's nothing. I am glad that I met someone like you and actually could help you. May I ask what your name is?"

I could feel the uncomfortable heat on my own face and I hated myself for that. "I am Kuchiki Rukia, and what is your name?"

"My name is Hitsugaya Toshirou. It's very nice to meet you."

"It's nice indeed." We stood there for a few seconds before I said: "I guess that I should head back to my home by now..."

I saw him stiffen and I wondered why he reacted like that. "I don't think that's a good idea."

I was confused and didn't know why he said such a thing. It was not like he was going to hold me here as a prisoner, right? "Why?"

He gestured to the sky, which had a very intense dark color at the moment. "It is already night and young girls like you shouldn't wander around on the street at such time."

I almost got angry at his words. Who the hell does he think he is? I am not a baby anymore. I was staring at him and he was shaking with laughter. Or at least it seemed he was. "I can perfectly take care of myself."

I heard him smirk before said: "Yeah and that is probably the reason why you ended up here?"

Actually, he did have a point. What if those creeps were still outside and waiting for me? I sighed mentally, hating the fact that he had won. "Fine then, if you don't mind. Can I stay here for a while?"

I saw how he smiled again, not showing his teeth. "That's everything I needed to hear. Just follow me." I saw him turning around and he walked out of the room. I followed him, not sure if this was the right thing to do though. I mean, I know that I should never trust strangers. But somehow I do trust him, seeing the fact that I'm following him.

He had led me to another room. The room itself was more modern. Everything looked just like a house from the rich places from this decade, at least, in my opinion that is. "This is my room." I heard him say.

Something told me that he wanted to say more than that, but the same thing said to me that I didn't want to hear it anyway. "You are going to sleep here."

My jaw dropped. "What?" I couldn't even have a second thought before I blurted that out…

"You are sleeping in this bed." I heard him state like this was the most normal thing in the world.

I was shocked though. Why would he want me to sleep in his bed? "Shouldn't you sleep in your own bed?" I hated the fact that I sounded unsure, I just simply hated it.

I saw how his hair moved when he shook his head. I wonder if his hair is as soft as it seems...oh gods, I didn't think that. No way that I was thinking that. "No, I need to attend on some issues." He said, interrupting my thoughts again which I was grateful for.

I just nodded, not knowing what else I could do. "Thank you, Hitsugaya-san."

He smiled again while my thoughts were getting really ridiculous. Somehow I started to think that he is cute… Seriously, where do these thoughts come from? "You're welcome. I hope you'll get some rest."

I nodded and he left the room. I got under the blankets and almost immediately fell asleep. I was surprised when I felt that his bed was really soft...

AN: Thanks for reading and have a blessed day/night!

-Denidene