A/N: okay okay..so I had a really weird dream...where I WAS Rukia...and in this situation...and I'm thinking of turning this into a fanfic...I know I haven't been updating steadily and I apologize for that. I was busy literally allll weekend but everything should be calming down in the next week or two. I promise I will post new chapters as soon as I write them. I'm so sorry to keep you guys waiting.
Anyways, comment on here and let me know if anyone would be interested in this story. This is basically an AU where Ichigo and Rukia are living a different life. Their soul reaper lives had just ended and they were reincarnated into this world...SO the story is based on past lives and such. Just let me know what you guys think okay? if no one's interested, I won't bother writing it. Love you all!
The sound of heavy boots pounding on the ground seemed to echo everywhere. Her chest started to heaved with the effort of breathing, pulling the child along with her. She could hear shouting and fighting somewhere in the distance. Adrenaline forced her legs to move faster, turning down another hallway, the pure white walls almost blinding in the fluorescent light. A soft ringing in her ears was all Rukia could hear now, suddenly pulling the young girl into a doorway in the hall.
She put her slender white finger to her lips in a shushing motion, the girl's brown eyes wide with fear as she nodded, not making a sound. A single pair of footsteps, lighter than the others, echoed in the hall. For a second, her heart lit up with hope. It's him. Keeping the girl against the wall, Rukia looked out cautiously, searching for the bright orange hair she so desperately yearned to see. The footsteps drew closer, slowing as they neared the intersection of the hall. Ichigo doesn't know where we went... Rukia held a breath, peeking out slowly. Brown hair in a ponytail flashed into view, causing Rukia to stumble back. Her heart sank to the pit of her stomach at the sight of that black uniform; that girl had to be a guard. Did that mean Ichigo was-
Before she could even finish her thought, the woman with the brown ponytail stood in front of her, arms raised as she pointed a black handgun at the smaller woman. The young girl behind her whimpered as she clutched Rukia's dress tightly, closing her eyes. Fighting back a panicked scream, the raven haired woman held the girl against her, facing her attacker. Black eyes stared back at her unforgiving as she pulled the trigger. Violet eyes widened, reflecting red as the light emanating from the gun flashed toward her. The little girl screamed, feeling her protector's body fall limp to the ground in front of her. She continued to clutch at Rukia's dress until she was ripped away from her by the hair, the brown haired guard roughly pulling her up and carelessly tossing the seemingly lifeless body over her shoulder. "Let's go see if they shot the male down yet."