Author's Notes:
So yeah, sorry. For those who are waiting for my IR fanfics, I hope you have a long patience for me. I'm really sorry. This fanfic is a present as you wait for me! I just don't have enough motivation nor inspiration to type them. I'm still pretty bummed out by you-know-what. But this week I'll try, since it's the school's sport festival, if I don't have much to do I'll try to see if I can continue them. NO worries! Because I will continue them, and I will finish them! I wrote (more like typed) this Bleach fanfic of the movie Coraline because I imagined the characters of Bleach as the characs in the movie. I'll let you go now so you can read this fanfic, hope you'll like it!
DISCLAIMER: Bleach and Coraline and their characters are not mine!
P.S. THIS IS REVISED
°A Black Cat, An Orange Strawberry, Some Poison Ivy, And A Well°
A downpour on the last week of March was not great when moving to a new house.
Fortunately, the rain hasn't started as a grey Montero sport car drove on the road that lead to the top of a hill. Where four houses stood.
Loud music could be heard from the wireless headphones a fifteen-year-old white haired girl was wearing. Her eyes were closed but she wasn't sleeping. The car rocked, her head swung to the side, violet orbs glinted with half closed eyes. A blurry dream of a ragdoll with glasses in the hands of something with needles for fingers and hands streaked through her mind. She awoke from it when they entered Karakura Town.
She straightened against her seat, looking out the window. The car passing a house with a clinic connected at the front. "Rukia, we're almost there." Kuchiki Hisana glanced over her shoulder to see her little twin sister staring outside with music still blasting from her headphones.
Kuchiki Byakuya gave a glance to his sister in-law. He and his wife were at the backseat, Rukia was at the very back with her things and some of theirs. The car lightly screeched to a rest in front of a Victorian Gothic red brick two storey house.
Rukia pulled the handle and the door swung up, she jumped out of the back then grabbed her bags. Stopping to give the house a once over before entering it. Her sneakers tapped on the brick flooring, a 'not bad' look formed on her face when she saw the saloon doors leading to the dining room kitchen.
The staircase was beside a doorway that lead to the living room. Where she dropped her bags but kept the small brown backpack on as she explored the first floor. Where a bathroom and a study room were also at.
Rukia exited the house through the backdoor when she heard her older sister and brother in-law entering. She slid the headphones down on her shoulders, music still on, and stepped down the steps. The backyard garden was gloomy. She blew on the strands of hair that was always in between her eyes, exasperated at the sight.
No flowers grew. Only shrubs, grass and bushes, plus dried out plants. There was a greenhouse with vines and dust almost covering it. The garden looked like it had a pond. Rukia tread to the garden, it had a two large metal gates and beside them was a plant she couldn't give a damn if it was poisonous or not.
She looked up to see a hill. Her eyes glanced down at her outfit. Yellow button up coat, a pink scarf around her neck with white poms at the end, white box pleated skirt, black thigh high socks that stretched under her skirt and knee high faux red leather boots.
Rukia heaved a Y shaped branch from the plant and yanked off the leaves. She held it on the two ends. 'Let's find water for the pond.' And acted as if the branch was attracted to something and tugging her towards it. She didn't care if anyone would see and think she was being childish.
The gates creaked when she bumped past them, a black cat jumped out of the bush she got the branch from. It ran in the garden. Rukia stopped by the bridge. Not trusting its ragged looks, she turned to run alongside the edge of the dirt pond.
Minutes later, she was already up the hill. The house and the garden could be seen below. 'Left, right, left right..' She ceased from walking down the path when she heard pebbles falling.
Narrowing her eyes up at the boulders, she warily called out. "Hello?"
No answer.
"Who's there?"
She frowned and snatched the rock that rolled in front of her then threw it behind the boulders. Her skin jumped at the screeching of a cat. Rukia quickly jogged away. She didn't slip when she ran up and down a muddy slope.
Leaveless trees stood beside the path, Rukia didn't yelp when her leg smacked a wooden carriage with baskets that were filled with rotten apples as she continued to jog away. She panted as she halted near a tree stump, unaware she was in a circle of toadstools.
Twigs snapped behind her, she swiveled to the sound but saw nothing. The black cat leaped to the tree stump and mewled loudly, making Rukia jumped as she screamed.
Violet eyes glared at golden ones. "You surprised the hell outta me, you fleabitten thing!" The hopes of thinking a rabbit or a bunny was following her turned to ash. It irritated her. Not because she was scared, she was just surprised and displeased.
The cat bent its front legs while the hind were slightly straight, as if ready to attack or escape. "I'm just looking for a well. Seen one?" Rukia asked, the cat blinked and the white haired girl thought it was nodding. "Not talking, huh? Of course, you won't be."
Thunder growled from the heavens as Rukia slightly spun with the branch in hand. "C'mon, magic water dowser!" She shut her eyes, pretending she was a witch. Not seeing nor hearing the motorcycle because of the gale. "Show me the well!"
HONK!
Rukia flinched at the loud horn and looked up to see a white masked somebody riding a black motorcycle. The driver performed a wheelie before riding down the sketchy slope towards her. Rukia backed away, hands on the branch.
She screamed when the rider was near. "Get away from me!" And swung the branch but the rider caught it while driving past her. Rukia grunted as she fell, mud splattered on her clothes.
The rider jumped off his bike and stood on the stump. Thunder clapped as the rider looked down at Rukia, who just rose to her feet. Bending down slightly to get a good look on her, a hand on his mask. Which he took off, showing his scowl and bright orange hair.
"You shouldn't be wandering around here, kid. Especially alone. You're the new neighbors, right? Where were you guys from?" He questioned, pocketing his mask in the inner pockets of his leather jacket. "How old are you? You must be around ten since you were acting like a water witch using that ordinary branch."
"It's a dowsing rod." Rukia went near him and kicked his shin. Landing gracefully on her feet as her hand caught the branch as he yelped. "And I'm a fifteen-year-old that don't like being stalked. Not by crazy ass bikers or their cats!" She said and inclined her head to the right when the cat was on the stump again. Looking at her with its head hung to the right.
"Yoruichi-san's not really my cat. She's kind of feral even though Urahara-san seemed to own her. But I do feed her whenever she comes by our house." He stroked the cat's head, "Sometimes she'll come to my window and bring me little dead things."
He wiggled his fingers in the air, quoting them with 'little dead things'. While Rukia sighed exasperatedly. "So? I wasn't asking." She placed a hand on her hip.
"Huh.. You aren't a very curious kid, water witch."
"I told you, I'm fifteen. And if I'm a water witch, then where's the secret well?" She spread her arms out sideways, stomping.
The guy leaped down from the stump, looking at her from head to toe. Rukia glared at the disbelief in his brown eyes. "You'll fall in it if you continue that stomping." He said, gesturing at the muddy ground.
Rukia noticed the gloves he was wearing when he gestured. She jumped away, outside of the toadstool circle. The guy used his brushed up brown leather shoes to sweep the mud and show a wooden circular door underneath it. There was a hollow thud when he knocked on it. He walked away to kick a sharp branch towards the well, picking it up to open the trapdoor with it.
"They say if you fall down and look up from the bottom, you'll see a sky full of stars in the middle of the day." One of his brows leaped as he smirked at her.
Rukia rolled her eyes and they both stepped up to peek down the hole. "I'm surprised okaa-san let you moved in that house. She owns it and won't rent it to people with kids." He looked at her.
She put up glare. "I'm not a kid, jerk. And why so?"
He straightened, stammering. "I-I.. Don't know, really. Anyways, the name's Kurosaki Ichigo." And closed the trap door, holding out the hand he used.
"Ichigo? As in strawberry?" She questioned, shaking hands with him. But regretting it now when her hand was stained with mud.
He scowled, she took that as a yes. "So what'd you get saddled with, kid?" Ichigo asked.
"How many times do I have to tell you that I'm not a kid?" She crossed her arms, holding the branch. "And I wasn't saddled with anything. It's Rukia."
"Rooka what?"
"Rukia! Kuchiki Rukia," She emphasized her first name. "R-u-k-i-a. From Kyoto."
Ichigo scoffed. "Not very scientific. Although, Kuchiki sounds familiar."
"Says the one with the name strawberry." Rukia sneered, he glared as he petted the cat.
"Ichigo!"
Rukia looked to the right, the cat's eyes opened. "I think I heard someone calling you, Ichi-GO." She spat.
"What? I didn't hear anything." Ichigo furrowed his brows, sliding his hand off the cat as he rose. Making Yoruichi roll on her back, blinking.
"Are you deaf? I definitely heard someone, Ichi... go."
"Ichi-nii! Mom is finding you!"
He scratched the back of his head, Rukia frowned at it. "Well," Ichigo heaved his bike up, wiping the dirt off the seat before cradling it. "It's great and not to meet a Kyoto kid water witch, but I'd wear gloves on the next forest wayfare."
"Why?" Rukia tapped the branch on her free palm, thinking about throwing it at the bright haired guy.
Ichigo put on his mask. ""Cause that dowsing rod of yours is poison ivy." And drove away as Rukia exclaimed while releasing the branch. Which she quickly picked up and threw the branch at him, but missed.
Rukia blew raspberry to the guy she was watching rode away, hoping he'll crash into a tree or fall from the precipice. She looked down at the cat when she saw its golden eyes from her peripheral vision.
Yoruichi closed her eyes, shaking her head before jogging away on all fours. As if she was peeved of Rukia, who briefly watched her.
The white haired teen eyed the well. She crouched, carefully peaking through the small hole of the trap door but saw nothing other than blackness. Touching the mud to pick up a slightly solidified one to drop in the small hole. Rukia lowered her ear to it, and it was almost ten seconds until she heard a splash before rain poured from the sky.