"A flower in the attic"
Chapter one: Time is an Inevitable thing
Disclaimer: I don't own bleach nor flowers in the attic.
One small window.
One very small window, so small that the sunlight barely passed through it. When you look at it outside the mansion one can only see a heavily tinted square, made of glass. No one has dared to go inside the room where the forsaken window was. It was located at the top part of a mansion were neither the occupants nor the maids didn't venture. It was also connected to an abandoned, dirty and dark room that when you even take a peek it you'd get goosebumps all over your body and would make you shiver. It was full of cobwebs and dirts and looked like it was the oldest part of the house. The furniture inside were on the same place they were when it was last touched and hadn't been moved for years. It was believed to be a room full of ghosts and creatures that would hunt your dreams and turn them into nightmares.
It was the most terrible place you can imagine. The owner of the mansion made it clear to everyone who lived there, that the attic nor the room is be opened or even be touched in any ways possible. No one has ever been and will ever be inside.
No one was supposed to be inside.
"Hmm.."
"Hmm.."
"Rukia! Will you cut it out! You've been sighing for the last thirty minutes! Enough already!"
"I can't help it! Papa's late! He's been late for an hour already. I want him now! I want to see him now! He told me he will buy toys and lots of good stuff today. I want to see papa!"
December 15, it was almost the winter break vacation. In a small town called Las Noches two kids who just reached puberty were arguing in the living room beside the fireplace. A handsome young boy with long blazing red hair that matched his behavior most of the time and a very beautiful girl that took her mother's lovely violet shade of eyes. She had long shiny dark hair that reached to her waist. The boy was two years older than the girl who turned thirteen last month. Both were anxiously waiting for their father to arrive but the girl showed her enthusiasm much more than her brother.
Their mother Nemu, was one of the most beautiful woman in their town. She had dark hair, tied at the back all the time to keep her from distracting her view in doing housework and had a figure that most women would pay to get. She was graceful with every movement she made and was always calm in front of anybody. She had a handsome husband Byakuya, who worked as a doctor in a hospital whom she loved dearly. They've been together for fifteen years and not one of them has grown out their love for the other. They cherished, loved, and lived a common, yet very happy lives with their four children.
Byakuya was a warm and loving father to his children. Whenever he came home he brought gift for his two daughters and sons. He never forgot to make each kid happy every night. He was very close with them especially with Rukia. Rukia was his favorite child. The other day he came home with a present for her. It was a purple box that has a ballerina that dances along with the music whenever it was opened. Byakuya and Rukia were as close as they could be.
The two other kids were twins. A boy and a girl. They had the same blue eyes just like their father's but aside from that they didn't have anything else in common. The girl was named Hinamori but her family likes to call her 'Momo'. Rukia was the cutest baby their parents saw when she was born but now, Momo has taken her place. Still, it didn't affect Rukia even though she was a spoiled kid. She has loved her little sister the moment she laid eyes on her and had promised to protect little Momo always.
The other twin was named Shiro. He had spiky white hair that was always messy. It was never in the right place even if his mother tried to comb it for a hundred times. He was a smart and courageous boy and fought with bullies at school whenever his sister was caught with one. The twins protected each other as best as they could and wouldn't even go anywhere if one of them was not included.
To some people, they were the perfect family.
"Mama, why is Papa not home yet?" Momo was sitting on the floor playing with her dolls when she stopped to look at her mother who just came out from the kitchen. The three other children also looked at their mother with inquiring eyes. They were curious as well.
"I'm sure he didn't mean to be late. Maybe there was a patient who needs his help. You know your father can't resist in helping people in need. He's a very kind man." Nemu smiled at her children to stop them from worrying. Deep inside she was dreading that something have actually happened to her husband. They have been waiting for more than three hours but the kids didn't know that. It was past nine o'clock. Byakuya always comes home at eight but promised that he would be home sooner since it was his birthday. They had all prepared and dressed nicely. There was food on the table, along with a huge cake. And some balloons for the twins.
The clock was ticking, but they couldn't do anything than wait.
A/N: hello! It feels so good to be able to write again! Please, tell me what you think of this story. Should I continue writing?
Reviews are highly appreciated! ^_^
