This is my first story, so please review and no flames, please. Constructive criticism is fine though.
A/N: This first one is really short because it's just a prologue.
Disclaimer: I don't own BLEACH. I only own my OCs.
"Ojou-sama!"
"What is it?" A soft, but at the same time, firm voice replyed.
"Master wants to see you, Ojou-sama."
Immediately, the girl rose and opened the door.
"His condition gotten worse?"
"I-I'm afraid so."
Without a word, the girl brushed past the other, and entered he father's retiring room. He was in a bed, piled with blankets, with a soft white cloth placed on his forehead. When he spotted her concerned face, he grunted and with an effort, began to speak.
"A-A-Akina. I k-know I don't h-have long. When I'm gone, I-I want you t-to-", in the middle of that, he began coughing uncontrollably.
"Father, it's fine. Just rest now," she said as she patted his back gently.
When he finally ceased his coughing fit, he looked at her sadly. "Akina, y-you must promise me. When I'm gone, I-I want you to uphold our f-family name. Please, help the S-Sakurazaki family remain one of the f-five noble f-families of Seireitei." He coughed once. "Can y-you promise me t-that?"
The girl held he father's hand quietly. Then she nodded. "I'll try my best not to disappoint you, father."
He smiled. "Then I c-can rest assured now."
He smiled at her and then slowly, began to close his eyes, falling into a deep sleep.
And that was the last time she ever saw him smile again.