Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach. Nuff said.

A/N: My second story and I'm already having troubles writing. Anyway, 'Healing One's Heart' will be on hiatus for a long while for now. No inspiration and moreover, I lost my thumbdrive T_T Anyway, this is the result of my another inspiration, I guess... Anyway, hope this will wrap things up just like in the previous story! XD First chapter of my story and I switched my writing style for just a little bit. Hope you guys would like it!

A raven-haired small girl froze at the scene before her. A big fire was approaching in the forest, just centimeters away from where she stood. From what she could see, a man laid in the middle of the fire, almost at the brink of his death. Only seeing the man and not the fire, the little girl walked towards the fire and ignored her Mom's cries. "Rukia! Please, Rukia! Don't go near there!"

Rukia continued walking, not believing her eyes as to what she had seen. "Tou-sama..." Walking towards her Father, she knelt down and tried to shake her Father. "Tou-sama... What happened?"

His tone was hoarse and weak. "Rukia..."

Rukia held her Dad's hand and she smiled. "Tou-sama..."

"I'm sorry, Rukia. I wasn't able to see you grow up and everything." Rukia stiffened from the voice of her Father's but didn't comment. "I had wished so much to raise you up with your Mom..." Rukia smiled although tears were dropping now. Looking at her Dad, she knew the last moments of her Father couldn't be sadness. "I had wished to see you start your family... I had wished so much... To not leave you at the age of 10..."

The words were getting harder and harder for Rukia to continue smiling. Nevertheless, she did. "Tou-sama, don't ever think that way." Her Father looked at Rukia. "You are still watching over us." When her Father looked weirdly at Rukia, Rukia pointed towards the fire and up to the sky. "From there."

Said Dad smiled and caressed Rukia's face softly. "You were always so understanding, Rukia." Rukia smiled and wasn't expecting the request he gave her. "Rukia, can I trust you to take care of your Mother?" Knowing that his end was getting near, Rukia nodded. "Tell your Mom... I love her, always and forever."

As his eyes slowly closed, Rukia let a tear drop. She could finally stop the strength she had on her face and she could finally cry. But, a few seconds later, she remembered her Dad's request and stood up before letting a tear fall onto her Dad's cheeks. It was at that moment when she turned around did she widen her eyes a second time. Throughout the blazing fire, she could make out a figure, her Mother no doubt, lying in a pool of blood, a sword lying by her side, stained with fresh blood. Rukia stood at the midst of a fire happening, frozen. What just happened? What just occurred? She had a feeling... She didn't know anymore... It was not until her older Brother tugged on her sleeve did she realize where she was. "Rukia, what are you doing? Let's get out of here!"

Rukia couldn't respond as she stared wide-eyed at the figure in front and behind her. Two words chanted in her mind again and again. They died... They died... They died... "Nii-san..." Her Brother still continued to attempt dragging her out as she spoke the next two words. "They died..."

As her Brother looked at Rukia, he was utterly surprised at the emptiness in Rukia's eyes. As she witnessed the fire taking both her parents' life away, she started to back away from the fire. She didn't seem to recognize anyone anymore and instantly, her world was shattered. A part of the fire seemingly burned into her eyes and she looked away. Suddenly, Rukia saw complete darkness. Black. Darkness. That was all Rukia saw.

Yards away from the place Rukia was, a woman with long orange hair grabbed onto a doctor's hand. "Isshin, It hurts… It hurts.." The woman was whimpering.

"Masaki, think about our child… Our boy…"

As Isshin mentioned the boy in her womb, ready to be delivered, she smiled softly. "I'm sure he will come out to be a good boy, Isshin. And, in the future, he may become just like you…"

Isshin stroked her hair softly. "And, I'm sure he will have a kind heart, just like you too…"

"Then, let's name him…"

Both said in unison. "Kurosaki Ichigo."

Isshin smiled softly. "'One who protects', that's a good name."

Masaki laughed. "I just hope nobody mistakes it as 'Strawberry'."

As if on cue, a wailing resounded in the labor room, as if protseting to the 'Strawberry' name itself. "Congratulations! It's a healthy baby boy!"

Isshin and Masaki looked at each other while smiling softly. At that moment of time, 6.45PM, Rukia lost her world, the world shattered and broke into tiny small pieces. Yet, that day was also the day Kurosaki Masaki and Kurosaki Isshin completed their world, conceiving their first child, Kurosaki Ichigo. Were those 2 destined to meet or will they even get to meet wach other at all? Nobody knew the answer.