Hey! I just started this story a little while ago by request of a freind. I know it's a little weird but I do hope you like it! Please review! I do not and will not ever own Bleach because if I did...there'd be a lot more Nnoitra XD Enjoy!

Something like this could only happen to someone like me. If something bad happens, it's always centered toward me, no questions asked. Though, this is probably the worst. It's probably that when I got out of school, I was at the wrong place at the wrong time.

Earlier that day

"Great. An F. How typical." I sighed as my Algebra teacher handed me my last test with a smirk.

She's evil, I know it, and wishes to do nothing but torture all students, especially me. I looked around the room as other students groaned and complained, wishing to leave. The bell finally rang and I gathered my books and walked to the door, out of the halls, and out of the shool to walk home. Thankfully my house was only a short walk from the school. Though, it may have been a better day not to walk alone.

I crossed the street of cars and as I waslked past trees and houses, I felt a cold hand on my shoulder. Before I could attempt to run or scream, another hand was over my mouth and pulling me back with some sort of emmense strength.

"I wouldn't try running if I were you, girl." A voice said, most likely the voice of the one holding me back.

I immediately stopped struggling and looked up and saw a man with long, dark, raven hair, a smile to make anyone scream, and on top of that he was extremely tall. I was immediately frozen and couldn't take my eyes off of this man. He smiled wider, if possible, seeing my obvious fear.

"Well, at least I know you can see me." his voice was like a venomous snake, or at least, that's what it reminded me of.

All I wanted to do was dissapear. I tried speaking but it was muffled under his hand.

"You wanna talk?" He asked and to that I quickly nodded.

"You wanna know what I'm doing and who I am, I'm guessing." he said. Well duh, genius, I thought. I sighed and nodded.

"You'll learn soon. My name's Nnoitra Jiruga." He said, somewhat proudly. I rolled my eyes. He removed his hand from my mouth.

"What's your name?" he asked. "Anna." I mumbled. "Anna? Nice name. Though I'll refer to you as whatever I want to," He said with a grin.

"Excuse me?" I asked. "You're gonna go back with me and do what I tell you to," he said. "Ha! Do you think I'm stupid or something?" I asked. He smirked a moment at me, then turned away a moment, then back at me. "Then we will have to straighten out that attitude of yours." he replied.

"And what exactly do you mean by that?" I asked. For the first time, I noticed that there was a blonde man standing behind him. Nnoitra motioned to him and he stepped from behind him and in his arms was my best freind, Brandi, with her brown hair over her face and her hands and legs were bound with ropes. He also held a knife to her neck.

"What are you doing? Let her go!" I yelled.

"I'm just making sure you undersand what could happen." Nnoitra said with a grin.

"You're sick!" I screamed. He simply laughed. "Oh, am I now?"

"Well yeah." I said back. "Let's get to the point," he began, "You go against me, talk back, or do one thing, just one, that I don't tell ya to, and your freind here will have you to blame for her death. Her well being is in your hands."

I looked down, finally understanding. "O-okay..." I barely muttered.

"Great! Now, for certain unexplainable reasons, I can't take you back to my place so..." he said and paused. "I've rented a place near here for us to stay in. Any questions?" he asked.

"Um, yeah! Quite a few. Why me? How long am I gonna be gone? What'll you tell my parents? My freinds? My school?" I blurted out random questions that desperately needed answers.

"It'll be a while, until I don't need you anymore." he said. "And why me?" I asked.

"You're...special. You can see me. And you're more attractive than other girls here." he grinned.

"I am not!" I said back. "Hey, don't argue," he said harsly and picked me up, tossing me over his shoulder.

"What are you planning?" I asked. "Oh you'll see." he said and started walking off, the blonde following close behind.

I finally jsut sighed and let him carry me away and figured it was useless to argue. Then it seemed as if we dissapeared and reapeared in front of a house.

"How did we get here so quick?" I asked. "You, uh, fell asleep." Nnoitra said. I looked at the big house in front of us that looked Victorian style.

"This is the place you rened?" I asked, gazing at the old house. It really was beautiful. It was very dark and fancy, but that's why I loved it.

"Yes. I had the money, so I rented it. You like it?" he asked. I nodded quickly and he carried me inside. The inside smelled of exotic insence and candles. The hallway was dimly lit and there were chandeliers in random places on ceilings.

All the furniture made me feel as if I'd stepped back into the early 1900's. He stopped a moment then carried me into a brither room. "This is your room." he said and dropped me to the floor.

"Ow! Hey, watch it!" I said and stood up, looking around the room. The room looked like one I'd seen at Biltmore. The bed was an oval shape and had one of those things on the ceiling that you could pull the curtain around. The bed was all yellow with white lace on the pillows and blankets.

Beside the bed was a glass nightstand and a pitcher of water and some wine glasses. There was also a window with a view of the sunlit yard on the other side and a door leading to a bathroom.

"I, um, I really like this room." I said, awestruck. He took my hand and led me over to a wooden wardrobe and opened it, revealing many lolita style dresses on the clothing rack, bows in a drawer, socks in a drawer, and jewelry in another.

"Just because you're being held against your will doesn't mean you can't live in luxury." Nnoitra told me and put his hands on my shoulers.

"Um, thank you." Was all I could say. "Now change out of those and into one of those dresses. You should add a bow too." he said and walked to the door.

"Wait, what do I do when I'm done?" I asked. He turned around then walked over to me, grabbed my hand, sending a chill down my spine, and led me to the door to face the hallway.

"See that door down there?" he asked, pointing a long finger to the door down the hallway. I nodded and looked up at him.

"That's my room. Go into there right when you are done." He said and released my hand, walking out. "Oh and Anna," he added, turning for a breif moment, "You'll find yourself spending quite a bit of your time in there." he laughed to himself and closed the door.

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