Title:I'm with you
Rating: K - T
Parings: Ichi x Ruki, others
Summary: Kuchiki Rukia wants a new life, so she does the dumbest thing she could ever think off, she runs away without planning in advance. She finds herself in a new town with nothing but the clothes on her back under the pelting rain. Can an orange haired boy help her with her new life? Read and find out.
Chappy92 says: Okay so during one of my sleepless nights while listening to "I'm with you" by Avril Lavigne this story suddenly played in my mind. So I did what any other fan girl/student writer does, I got a pen and my trusty notebook and wrote down the details of the story, chapter by chapter. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Um… oh yeah! Bleach doesn't belong to me it's owned by Tite Kubo-sama, and the laptop I am using as of now doesn't belong to me *ahem* anymore *ahem*.
I'm looking for a place
I'm searching for a face
Is anybody here I know?
'Cause nothing's going right
and everything's a mess
And no one likes to be alone
Kuchiki Rukia, that's my name. At least that's the name my dear sister, God bless her soul, gave me after she married and took me along with her.
You might be wondering, what happened to you parents? Well, I let me put it in a nice way, they've gone to heaven. Or so my sister used to tell me. Don't I ever miss my parents? Don't I feel lonely every time I see other children happily playing with their parents? Well… no I don't, it's not like I hate them or disrespect them or anything. It's just that how can I miss someone I barely remember? Besides why would I feel lonely when I have Hisana nee-san with me?
Kuchiki Hisana, my loving sister, the only living relative I knew and loved. She was like a mother-figure to me. She loved me like I was her own daughter. I always felt that I was safe, loved, and just like any other kid I had a family of my own. It's broken yeah, but it was still my family. It was just me and my sister, plus her husband who, I've always believed, just tolerated me.
Kuchiki Byakuya, my brother-in-law, my sister's dearly beloved and devoted husband. We barely speak, it was like a silent agreement, I don't bother him and he leaves me to whatever I was doing at the time. But he loved my sister; I know I could see it in the way he acted around her, so I guess I like him but just in a brother-in-law and sister-in-law kind of way. So to put it all in I lived like any other normal kid.
But that all changed after Hisana nee-san died. Byakuya nii-san and I, we grew apart. When I say grew apart, I meant he leaves me in the house for months while he flies to another place to work, since he's a very successful business man. It was okay during the first few months since I still had company.
Abarai Renji, my best friend, he's older than me by a few years but he was always there for me. He's loud and annoying, sometimes to the point that I'd rather staple his mouth shut than hear another stupid word coming out of his mouth. But he's a good guy, we were the best of friends, we were always hanging out. But that was until he got promoted. Now he barely talks to me.
I felt so alone, neglected, lost in the vast world. That's why I thought why not leave this dump, get a fresh start, a new life. So I did the dumbest thing I've ever done in my life, I packed up took a couple of money and left without telling anyone. Turns out the money I took were only enough for a snack and a bus ticket for the next few towns over.
I know stupid on my part but I didn't want to turn back now, I guess I was afraid of getting caught, so I boarded the bus and left for Karakura town.
I didn't exactly think every detail through, like what was I gonna do when I get there, where was I gonna live, where was I gonna get the money I needed to survive. As all these thoughts swam in my head the bus took off. By the time I reached Karakura town the first thought that popped in my head was that "I'm screwed". And to top it off it started to rain.
If Hisana nee-san was still here I knew she'd be screaming her head off. Smiling at the thought of her I alighted from the bus and just walked under the pelting rain. I didn't know where to go, but it was better than just standing like an idiot at the bus station. Yeah, this was the starting point of my new life. It's too bad I forgot to bring my bag with me.
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Black menacing rain clouds loomed over the night sky. The trees swayed with every gust of the cold wind. The icy rain fell down to the earth creating a constant pitter-patter on the silent, deserted streets. Pools of dark murky water formed here and there which later turned into flowing streams. A slight fog was visibly hovering over the streets, obscuring clear vision beyond 7 feet.
Rows and rows of houses lined the sleepy town with its walls of concrete dividing the houses from the street and each other. Each house was unique in their own way, there was one made up of mostly glass, one looked like it was mix between western and eastern, there were even two that had this traditional look with its high wall and wooden door/gate both different in design.
It was an entirely different town, an entirely different scenery from where our heroin was used to. Speaking of which it's about time we get back to her.
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Rukia huffed, left with no other option she kept on trudging down the slippery streets using what little light she had produced by the light post that littered the sides of the streets. Shaking violently she mentally cursed herself for, the nth time, foolishly leaving her things at the bus. She let out a sigh and watched as her breath floated before her in puffs of what looked to be like clouds of white smoke.
Her short jet black hair was plastered to the back of her neck leaving a single strand sticking between her eyes. The plain gray colored shirt she wore was now clinging to her drenched body, like a second skin, and her blue jeans somehow felt heavier after every step. Whether it was because of the rain or from the fact that she'd been walking for hours without break ever since she arrived, she didn't know nor did she cared. Like any other sane person her number one priority as of the moment was to find shelter where she could rest for the remainder of the night. Continuing her unending trek her small body, again, shook from the cold.
The entire area was suddenly illuminated by a bright flash of light followed by a loud rumbling sound. Rukia froze in her tracks, the rain mercilessly fell on her while the cold gust of wind beat at her numbing body. As another flash of lighting streak the dark sky Rukia hugged her small body and blindly ran forward.
At one point the toe of her shoe caught on something. She lost her footing and by instincts she put her hands out in front of her as she fell, her hands grazing the hard concrete ground.
Pulling herself in a sitting position she cradled bother her hands as tears mixed with rain water fell down her pale cheeks. Whimpering she slowly stood up and limped her way over to the nearest lamp post.
Holding her hands out in front of her she could see a light red liquid running down from her hands to her arms down to the ground mixing with more water.
Lighting streaked the sky and a loud rumble vibrated through the whole area. Rukia winced and made herself as small as she possibly could. Slowly limping down the wet road she turned round another curve.
As if the Gods took pity on her, she spotted a small seemingly abandoned house a little distance away.
The house was built exactly in the middle of a lot. Its door was still in tack but it was loosing color and had a rather huge hole on it, which was most probably made by a huge rat. The windows were busted. The area around the small house was barren, with the exemption of a few dozen trash bags strewn around the yard. The wooden fence had grime and was noticeably rotting. The entire place looked shady, it actually looked a lot like one of those small houses in the movies where unfortunate victims were taken, drugged, maybe sodomized, and often killed. In short it was really creepy, but it was better than nothing.
Without a second thought Rukia slowly limped her way towards the empty house. Stopping short from the door she softly knocked three times before pushing the door open.
"Hello?" she whispered. "Hello?" she repeated in a louder voice. "Is anybody in here?" her question lingered in wind unanswered.
Letting herself in Rukia shut the door behind her and leaned on it. She sank down to the floor a few seconds later.
Tired and cold she curled herself into a fetal position and closed her eyes willing herself to sleep while desperately trying to ignore the cold.
"I'm sorry..." a small voice echoed around the house and was shortly followed by a sob.
"I didn't... I should have... I'm so sorry..." Her shoulders shook, not because of the cold but because of grief. She hugged her legs closer to her chest.
"... Please... forgive me..."
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Rukia awoke the next morning a little before dawn. Groaning she pulled herself up and instantly regretted it as a sharp pain shot up from her injury. Hissing from the pain she crouched down and clutched her right ankle. Rukia shivered, the morning air was frigid and the rain still hadn't lit up.
Slumping back down she took the moment to survey her surroundings. The house was definitely abandoned. Even though it was still dark she could see that there were no furniture, no photo frames, nothing was left that could prove there was life in the house before. There was just the walls, the floor and the roof, nothing more nothing less.
Leaning her head back she shut her eyes and let her mind wander back to the past. As memories of Hisana flood her mind a small smile played at her lips. A quiet soft melody emitted from her pale lips, her smile widened slightly.
After a while the humming stopped. Violet eyes scanned the room once more before Rukia once again stood up, careful not to put pressure on her right ankle. Limping her way out to the porch she hugged herself as the cold hit her full force.
She was about to turn back to the safety of the cabin when her stomach growled in protest. Staring at the dense mist before her she took a step forward and another followed and another until she disappeared in the heavy mist.
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Beep!
Beep!
Beep!
A groan was heard as a lump under the covers shifted around the bed. A hand emerged from the said covers and felt its way around the night stand beside it. Slowly maneuvering its way around a stack of books and other random items it finally landed on a rectangular object.
There was a click, the beeping sound from earlier stopped. Satisfied the hand retreated back to the warmth under the covers.
It seemed as if the owner was finally about to drift back to dreamland when a loud bang was heard followed by a loud "Ichigo! Good morning!"
A man with black graying hair made a dive towards the bed but was instantly thrown back as a fist made contact with his jaw, sending him flying to the other side of the room. Sitting up the man put a hand under his chin and made a thumbs up sign with the other. "That's my boy!" he grinned.
"That's my boy, my ass!" A gruff voice snarled back. His right hand was still balled up in a fist while the other gripped the covers. His brows were scrunched up and were slightly twitching. His mouth was distorted into a grimace as he glared at the fallen man. He sighed and ran a hand through his mess of orange hair.
"Well? What do you want?" He asked in an irritated tone.
Isshin, the black-haired man, stood up and looked questioningly at Ichigo "What do you mean 'what do you want'?"
Ichigo shot Isshin a look that said don't-mess-with-me "It's a Saturday morning. I don't have anything to do today, and if you haven't notice it's still raining!" He pointed to his window where the rain pounded on the glass trying to get in. "Now I want to know why you woke me up!"
Isshin rubbed his chin looking like he was carefully choosing his next words. But instead of speaking he dug around his pockets, came up with a cell phone and tossed it at Ichigo's bed.
"Your friend, Keigo was it? He called a little while earlier. Wanted to know if you were up to getting coffee or something..."
If it was possible Ichigo furrowed his brows even further. "What. Did. You. Tell. Him." He seethed through his clenched teeth.
Isshin grinned and shrugged his shoulders. "You'll find out soon enough. Ah is that the telephone I hear?" As if on cue there was a resounding cring coming from downstairs.
Ichigo stood dumbfounded, not only was his father a crazed moron but now he's a psychic too. He stared at the open door, his mouth going slack.
Isshin too was surprised, but as soon as he saw Ichigo's reaction his face broke in a full out grin. Stealthily he took out his camera phone and snapped a picture of Ichigo.
Shaking out of his stupor Ichigo immediately lunged for the camera. Isshin somehow managed to step out of Ichigo's room and, as fast as he could, ran down the staircase. Ichigo made a move to pursue his father when his cell phone rang. Figuring that he'll be able to catch his father sooner or later he slumped down his bed and answered his phone.
To be continued...
Right so I decided to lengthen the first chapter... I dun know... I think I may have over did the descriptive thingy... Meh...
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