AN: This is my first Fanfic, so please be kind. Constructive criticism is welcome. I think the Senna x Ichigo pairing is underrated, but most of the fanfics about them don't make much sense to me. Honestly, the whole 'Senna Reincarnation' thing doesn't work for me, unless they met in Soul Society. Well, enough about this. Please enjoy the story!

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Bleach and all its characters belong to Tite Kubo.

Bold: Senna

Italic: Memories

*Story Start*

"When you're up high, all the stuff that looks confusing and hazy suddenly becomes crystal clear". I felt nostalgic hearing her voice, but I couldn't place where I had heard it before. I turned to look at her, but all of a sudden all my surroundings started to faze out like smoke. The last thing I could see was her large amber eyes, looking at me with grief. I tried grasping the wisps of smoke desperately, but it was a futile effort.

I woke up with a start, wanting to scream a name that I couldn't remember. I looked at the digital clock on my bedside and it showed me that it was still 5:23 am. I had been having similar dreams for the past weeks, and my sisters had started worrying for me. My insomnia was starting to take its toll on me. The first night I remember waking up with tears in my eyes, and the remnants of a bittersweet dream. I always forgot what the dream was about, but it left me with mixed feelings. I felt like it reminded me of moments of happiness, but left me with an incomparable feeling of loss, like a part of me was missing. All I could remember was a red colored ribbon.

Since I lost my powers Ishida, Orihime and Chad started treating me like I could break at any moment. It hurt deeply knowing that I couldn't protect anyone, that I couldn't live up to my name anymore; ever since the Aizen threat was gone Urahara, Shinji and the others had picked up the slack, so I didn't have to worry much on that front. I knew that Ishida and the others could handle themselves even against Espadas after their training, so the common hollows wouldn't be a problem.

Tatsuki was the only one who noticed any actual change in me, after all she was my childhood friend and knew me better than anyone else.

I decided to wash up and go for an early Jog, to get rid of all my restlessness after the dream. I started some stretches outside my house and started running, enjoying the chill of Karakura's morning air. I kept going around the neighborhood, and decided that a change in scenery might do me some good.

I passed by the riverside, where I used to spend my days after my mother died, and decided a quick rest wouldn't hurt. I wasn't feeling any physical strain, but the run didn't help me that much in blowing off steam. My mind kept drifting to the dream I had in the morning. I could never remember any of those dreams, but I felt they were important and related to a promise. The frustration of them slipping away kept me from going back to sleep every single time.

After a few minutes I decided to go home and start preparing for the day. It was a weekday, and since the loss of my powers I started to focus on my life in the world of the living. I had almost passed Ishida in the midterm rankings, and everyone looked at me with surprised eyes. I was never dumb, and my orange hair did give everyone the impression of me being a punk. Ochi-sensei knew not to judge me from my looks, and when in a couple of the tests I got a higher score than anyone in my class (beating even Ishida) she just looked at me with pride: not surprise, like most teachers and classmates.

When I got home I saw that my father was awake. He sent me a questioning glance, but decided to remain silent.

My father had always doted on the girls, but he never knew how to grow up a son. I was a momma's boy as well, and when mother died my father was already overwhelmed with his grief and in trying to comfort the twins. I was not actually left on my own, but I had decided to distance myself from my father, because I thought he would be blaming me for the death of my mother. He never did, but I still felt the guilt.

I heard Yuzu come downstairs, and heard Karin in the bathroom washing up. I started feeling a bit sleepy, even though I slept more than usual tonight. In the past week I felt like sleeping more than 5 hours was a gift from the Soul King.

"Ichi-nii, are you still having trouble sleeping?" she asked.

"It's nothing to worry over Yuzu, I just woke up and felt like a jog. I'm gonna rinse and come for breakfast. Do you know how long it will take Karin to finish?"

Just as I finished my sentence Karin appeared behind me, leisurely with a towel on top of her damp hair.

"Morning Ichi-nii, Yuzu. What's for breakfast?" She said as she appeared behind me.

"The curry leftover from yesterday is a bit too heavy for breakfast, so I'm gonna use it for our Obentos. For breakfast I was gonna prepare some miso soup, with rice and grilled fish. Would you like something else Karin?" asked Yuzu

I tuned out their conversation while I started heading upstairs to get my uniform, and once into the bathroom I then basked in the warmth of the shower. I hoped that maybe staying under running water might help me wake up. The moment I started feeling drowsy while under the hot water I started thinking that I should probably get myself checked up from my father. I turned off the shower, and stepped out on the cold bathroom floor. The moment my foot touched the ground though I started slipping. My reflexes would've usually saved me from this, but the combination of the awkward position and my tiredness didn't help. I knew the fall was gonna be a hard one, so I braced myself.

"Fu-" I lost consciousness before I could finish cursing, and the last thing I saw was worried amber eyes.

AN: Short, I know. I don't actually know where I'm heading with this, but if it gets good reception I might actually think through a plot. It's the first time I actually wrote something, since usually I'm on your side of the screen reading. After so many years of reading the same fanfictions over and over again while waiting for the new ones to get updated, you get bored. Please review and let me know how I went! Thanks.