Recently I read a modern Naruto story and I decided that I wanted to make a modern story myself except with Bleach! I know I'm not online a lot but still.. I still write..er..type! Anyway! Minus the modern Naruto story I've also watched a few K-Drama's and got a few ideas. JUST LET ME WARN YOU! A lot of the bleach characters will be different- job wise and age-wise but not personality-wise. I like to keep them in character but give them different roles.

Just imagine.. if bleach was a pure drama! Like.. a shoujo story and not a shounen- boys action adventure type deal alright? This is ISHIxHIME guys so no ichixhime! I hope you guys will eventually take a liking to this story.

H.u.e.d-H.e.a.r.t.s.t.r.i.n.g.s

01

She stared into the plated sky of gray, as tears from the heavens literally drenched her, leaving her cold.

Why?

Heaven honestly pitied her situation and could do nothing but prove to the woman that the sight that was previously played was something to cry over.

So she stood. Soaked in her wool sweater, as she held a damp box of chocolates to her chest, holding her head to the skies smiling..

She wasn't at all bothered by what happened.. how could she be? The love of her life had disacknowledged her feelings and told her to move on and find someone else.. Their time together had came and went- he moved on and simply wanted for her to do the same.

And the best sweetest thing about it..

He said it not out of malice, but genuine kindness and the love he still had for her.. as a friend.

The girl continued to smile at the clouds that still sombered, but she was positive that her smile would at least ease them a bit, afterall she wasn't hurt.. disappointed yes, but hurt..no..

Her emotions disagreed, and with a quick pinch, she flinched and felt the water rise.

"Mayu.. Mayu!"

Her loved called to her but the woman didn't respond.

She instead, cried to the skies with a look on her face that seemed as if she were at peace.

This only made her love frown before glancing away.

"I still love you.." he said proudly. "But I want you to realize that your happiness isnt' with me anymore.. it's with someone else.. Now please.. let me take you home Mayu.."

"..Is the one I search for, great at stitching?" she asked.

Her love was unsure how to answer. Feeling she was too out of it to understand what she herself was saying, he stepped to her hoping he could at least get her out of the cold rain.

"Mayu.." he repeaed softly.

"Will he pull together this broken woman, and stitch back the pieces of her shattered heart?"

Streams fell down the girls face as she granted her love a battered smile.

"Will the love of my life, lace me with strings that will keep me from breaking once again?..."

...

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Rukia sniffled as she turned the page of her novel and continued. "Will he love me like you once did? Ranmaru?"

Orihime couldn't help but sniffle and rub her eyes as the woman still read on. Though it was just shattering to listen to any longer, Rukia only had a few more pages left, and Inoue just had to know what happened next!

"R-Rukia.. Finish..Please.." The princess whined.

The little woman nodded rubbing her eyes as well before focusing her sight still blurred by tears on the tiny words in her book. " I can't love you.. what we had.. is gone.." she continued dramatically.

From afar a boy not much older groaned as he stood near the bar of the semi-popular coffee house in town. Though, contradicting to the previous statement, the place was pretty bare today, but that was easily explainable. It was a Friday, and when it was a Friday that usually meant that people were preparing to do something exciting on the weekend, like going to vacation out of town, not hanging out at an old coffee shop.. Everyone had something to do- except for one girl.. Ugh..

Every Friday or weekend.. Orihime Inoue had to stop by the shop and distract Rukia from doing her hostessing job and have her entertain the strawberry-blonde with stupid charades such as this and sometimes she'd even get the boss, Urahara to join in which would slightly irk the boy. He wasn't exactly annoyed with it though, but he did think a girl like Inoue should've had something else to do.. She was still in high school- her last year to be exact, and she was jobless, granted with a lot of free time and pretty.. yes.. pretty. The boy knew he wouldn't go far into saying anything further than that. But his point was, a girl who was pretty and had a lot of time on her hands should be out having a life, not hanging out with people who are trying to get along with theirs by working.

"Ridiculous." the boy groaned.

"Shhhh.. Ichigo, this is the best part."

The boy slightly flinched noticing his weird boss suddenly speak up behind the bar with dull eyes that seemed to glint with interest as he looked over to the girls who were indulged with their crappy drama book about cliche romances and whatnot, it only made Ichigo want to throw up.

"Alright that's enough!" he announced walking over to the booth.

The girls paused, Inoue being the one to stare at the boy who glared at her slightly as he leaned on the board of the seat Rukia sat on. "Orihime.. don't you have somewhere to be today?"

"Huh?"

"Huuuh-" he mimicked. "Don't give me that. Don't you have friends to be with today Inoue?"

"N-Not exactly-"

"Not exactly? So you do have some friends out there.. If that's the case then why are you here bugging us all the time, we've got work to do!"

Instantly the girls face sunk as her eyes began to well and her nose instantly went red as if it were going to run. "I-I'm sorry Ichigo!"

"Ichigo! Now look what you did! You made her cry!" Rukia seethed shutting her book.

"It's not like a meant to! Besides shouldn't you be washing the dishes or dealing with the trash? You shouldn't be baby-sitting when you're on clock time!"

"In case you haven't noticed, we're the only ones here! Everyone isn't exactly rushing to get a cup of coffee on a Friday evening!"

Ichigo squinted his eyes at the woman before shifting his glance at the girl who was still sniffling, with that he sunk his head in defeat before making it over to her and taking a seat. Though he barely consoled her he was sure to utter his take in apologies before resting his head in his right palm and glaring at Rukia.

"So what's that crap you're reading?" He asked with a dull tone.

"It's not crap!" Rukia defended with a huff before smirking to herself. "It's called 'Unbreakable'."

"Unbreakable?"

"Mhm. It's about a girl named Mayu, who goes through so many trials in her life- You name it! The death of her parents! The loss of her dog! The repossession of her car! The sting of losing the one you love the most- She's been through it all! But the whole time, she keeps smiling~!" The girl sang before falling back into her seat and holding her novel close. "It's so sweet, warm and uplifting! Not to mention romantic!"

"How the hell is that romantic?" Ichigo asked with a questionable brow. "It makes me wanna off myself right now, and I haven't even read it."

"It's all about fate testing her will to keep going and her desire to love!" Orihime explained with an educational finger, before clasping her hands together and getting a wistful look in her eyes. "Ahh~ I'd like to think the life of Mayu is what all girls strive to live."

"To the fullest." Rukia finished, her tone clarifying that she agreed with Inoue.

"You chicks are crazy. What woman in their right mind would want to go through all that stress?" Ichigo groaned.

"I definitely would! Life would be such an adventure." Rukia spoke. "It'd be better than making coffee on a daily basis.."

"I heard that." Kisuke spoke peering over the seat the woman sat in.

This made the group jerk- especially Ichigo. Wasn't he at the bar just a moment ago?... Chills literally traveled all around the boys body as he thought of Urahara's ghastly ways of appearing and disappearing without a sound uttered.

"Rukiaaa..." The blonde boss groaned. "Continue on with the story! I wanna hear what happens to Mayu."

"You're not serious!" Ichigo voiced before crashing his face into his left palm. ".. I swear.. I'm getting headaches cause of you guys.."

Orihime inflated her cheeks as she gave Ichigo one of her pouting looks, nudging him constantly so he was sure to notice. Even though this made Kurosaki see the woman as nothing more than a blowfish, he was soon reminded that whenever she made that face- she was getting slightly offended to which he had to apologize for and excuse himself.

Though he wasn't lying.. Working with a semi-lazy hostess who enjoyed reading and hanging out with friends rather than do her job, and working for a childish boss who wasn't at all ever serious and 100 percent creepy 100 percent of the time was tough. He wouldn't never expected himself here after moving away from his family in the country and living on his own in Karakura. Things in his life were awfully slow, but he figured if he kept this job long enough to pay for his college fee's, he'd be successful and be able to support his family from afar. Still the road getting there was awfully long..

"Ichigo c'mon!" Orihime spoke tugging him back to the table. "The Chapter's almost over! We have to know what Mayu's going to do!"

Yes.. the road was long, but it wasn't as if he were complaining.. much..

3 Pages came and gone.. though.. it wasn't as quick as it should've been. Because the book was almost over and the ending was quick to approach, the girls, Orihime and Rukia were fretting. Rukia- taking dramatic pauses between pages, and Orihime asking her to stop so she can catch her breath and basically prolong the story for just a bit longer. It was such a difficult task for these girls, but as the book was finished Ichigo let out a thankful sigh before glancing at the clock, standing from the booth and removing his apron. It was check out time- work was over.

After exactly 15 minutes, Rukia and Ichigo were ready to go with Orihime following them. They waved to Kisuke who returned the gesture and with that they were off and out to take the trek home. Though what was to be a talkative walk was mostly silent.

Usually after walking home, Rukia barely spoke, mostly because she was on her cellphone texting and whatnot, while Ichigo just walked as if he were by himself. It was always awkward for Inoue, but this was how it always was. It wasn't as if the three were actually best friends.. In fact it was quite difficult to define what their relationships were..

Orihime only knew Rukia through Kisuke Urahara because she always attended the weird man's shop ever since she was in jr. high and she happened to like the atmosphere there. Kisuke never seemed to be one of those angry bosses that scolded their workers or people who hung around his shop for a prolonged period of time. Instead he was like a guy that was visiting his own store for the first time and she liked that..

The more she stayed the more she got to know the people there, that being Rukia. She remembered when the petite woman happened to approach Inoue during a rainy day offering her a free coffee, after that the two became close! Well almost. They were like best friends.. though.. there were no phone calls or best-buddy shopping trips..

And Ichigo.. Orihime knew him through her older brother Sora- the two just happened to attend the same college and were quite acquainted. It just so happened when Inoue decided to visit her brother that she ran into Ichigo... and so that was their relationship. There were also no phonecalls or trips, though Inoue couldn't hide that she would've loved that.
He was smart, and somewhat of a nag, but she liked that about him..

Her trips to Kisuke's shop was mostly because of the atmosphere, however when Ichigo started working there, she had been finding herself going because of him on some occasions, though she couldn't bring herself to ever admit that to him... she knew he didn't feel the same.

How? Well.. call it a hunch, but she always got a feeling that Ichigo was bothered by her a bit.. plus their age difference proposed a bit of problem.. He always treated her like a kid rather than a young woman, plus, being that she was still in high school the two barely saw each other unless school was out.. NOT ONLY THAT!- she was sure Ichigo already had an eye on some girl at his school.. so.. her goals of ever becoming close to Kurosaki was sadly like a dream; A creative thought that was destined to be short-lived.

She sighed, however yelped as an arm wrapped around her upper body and pulled her against a hard surface. With that she widened her eyes and glanced at a black car with tinted windows speed pass her the drove off.

It only took her a few seconds to realize what happened before she snapped out of her state of thought thanks to Rukia.

"Geez Inoue, you spacing out?"

"O-Oh uh-uhm!"

Before she could finish she watched Ichigo's hand raise before her, then disappear, however a soft pound on her head made her wince and glance up at the boy who glared.

"I swear, it's like I always gotta keep an eye on you. You're gonna get yourself killed one of these days if you don't stay alert Inoue."

"Sorry Ichigo.."

He groaned, but quickly glared at Rukia who giggled behind her cellphone.

"..What?"

"Oh nothing~" she sang.

"What the hell is going through your head Kuchiki?"

Rukia simply walked a ways left of the couple, standing before a cross walk that headed east rather their north. With that she glanced over her shoulder and flashed a cute/condescending smirk the boys way. "-You sound annoyed Kurosaki, but deep down we all know you care about the kid."

"Of course I do." he admitted making Orihime perk and smile to him eagerly. "-she's like a sister to me." he continued making the girl falter. "But dont' take it out of context.. Inoue and I are just friends. Right Orihime?"

"Right!" she sang, dying a little on the inside. "I see Kurosaki as nothing more than my big brother, no more no less!"

"Riight.." Rukia spoke.

She went back to her texting, but noticed her light switch to the 'walking man', and with that she began to cross the street in a hurried pace, all the while waving to the two with her hand that occupied her cell. The two waved back, and then they were off as well, in silence might I add.

A dark car pulled up to a wealthy looking home in a gilded neighborhood, before braking and eventually shutting off. With that two men exited the car keeping to themselves though one of them couldn't help but feel a bit nervous for his mistakes in the day.

"Uhm.. Heir.." he began aligning his thick rimmed glasses nervously before messing with his mustache. "I apologize for today.. I wasn't myself.."

"It's fine Tessa-"

"OH PLEASE FORGIVE ME MR ISHIDA! I DIDN'T MEAN TO PICK YOU UP SO LATE FROM DOWNTOWN! I JUST- I JUST LOST TRACK OF TIME! AND THAT SWERVE EARLIER ! YOU KNOW I'M A BETTER DRIVER THAN THAT, BUT THAT GIRL SHE TRIED TO KILL HERSELF AND-"

"Tessai relax.. I'm not blaming you for anything.."

"But Mr Uryuu.. we're late.. Your father will-"

"My father is always upset with me Tessai. Please wait for me in the car. This will be nothing but a moment."

"R-Right sir."

As the driver did as told, Ishida fixed himself hurriedly as he approached the home just before him. He easily climbed the 7 steps that distanced him from door and with that, rang the doorbell and waited. Within the seconds it took to answer the entrance, the boy aligned his navy tie, fixed the collar of his suit and made sure to ease a bit of hair out of his face. He had to look presentable for the person he came here to see.

The door swung open, revealing a woman of auburn hair and hazel eyes, sporting nursing scrubs. Her smile glowed brightly as she looked to the boy and instantly turned to the side to allow him entrance. "Uryuu! You're just on time!"

"How long was she waiting?"

"Not long, she was just talking about you with your father."

"I'm more concerned about her rather than him." he let out with a fictitious laugh.

Though phoney, it must've sounded genuine to the nurse, seeing as she laughed along and guided the boy to the common quarters of the house after shutting the door. After being led down a hall and around a corner, Uryuu was sure to meet eyes with his father who sat on a lavender couch with a face that just screamed the resentment he had for seeing the boy. Uryuu could only return the glance, however his face was sure to change as he looked to an older woman in a chair just to the left of the seating his father resided on. Her eyes were shut and her smile was comfortable as she sat, however she quickly glanced into the doorway and smiled wider.

"Uryuu~"

"Grandma."

She let out a happy chuckle before gesturing the boy to walk over to which he did attentively. As he approached he got a good look at her, seeing her dressed in a formal lavender kimono with her almost silver hair pinned up nicely. It only made the boy laugh as he took a seat on he couch on the opposing side of his father.

"Grandma, you look absolutely adorable."

"Oh Uryuu.. You're such a sweet boy."

"How've you been?" he asked leaning to her as if knowing she was going to tell him something astounding.

She chuckled before cupping her chin. "Well lets see.. Your father took me out for tea today in Omachi.. It was nice, and we flew in just in time to get here in the evening.. Though.. I did expect for you to greet me at the airport."

The boy smiled wearily. "I'm sorry.. I found myself a little pre-occupied earlier today.."

"And just what would you be pre-occupied with Uryuu?" Ryuken questioned with his arms folded firmly. "Last time I checked you were still unemployed and living off my money across town."

Uryuu gave him a quick glance before sitting up and crossing his legs. "Funny, you seem to know how I am even though you don't even bother to call."

Ryuken narrowed his eyes. "Why in the world would I call you when you've done nothing for me to contact you for?"

"Well, you can always check how I'm doing. That'd never hurt."

"You sleep, eat and throw my money around as if they're your play things. If nothing has changed, then theres no point in my contacting you."

"Ryuken." The older woman eased. "Please.."

The man sat silent for a moment, shutting his eyes and letting out an annoyed breath, this only made Uryuu chuckle as he smiled to his grandmother. "Always to my rescue." he mumbled making the man across from him flinch. "-Tell me Grandma, what's the real reason you called me here? You sounded like something was important over the phone earlier."

She nodded slowly. "Sharp as always.. I'll get to the point. Its as your father said Uryuu.. Right now you are currently unemployed. You have no wife, no kids and nothing to really obligate your time to, and in that time, I'm getting older by the second, which brings me to the main reason I called you here." she spoke making the boy focus. "I was wondering.. if you'd like to take my shares in your fathers company and use them to work for him.."

Uryuu flinched before looking to his dad who shut his eyes and kept quiet and yet looked so bothered by the proposition. The boy could only dull his glance before looking back to the older woman who still spoke on.

"I figured, since we're all family and we must stay close, you wouldn't mind taking me up on my offer.. So? What do you say?"

Uryuu smiled. "Thank you Grandma, but I can't. I just can't see myself working for a big company."

"And just who or what exactly do you see yourself working for?" Ryuken questioned as if he were offended. "You've never worked a day in your life and the moment you're offered a free job, you turn it down? When will you obligate yourself to something boy?"

"No offence, but I'd rather work for someone who wasn't so involved in dirty jobs."

The father flinched before watching Uryuu stand and align his glasses with that he lowered his head in respect to the elder woman in the room. "Thank you for the offer Grandma but I must be going."

"Uryuu!" Ryuken voiced standing. "...Just what did you mean by that?"

The boy blinked but lowered his eyes. "I told you I was pre-occupied didn't I? Can you imagine what for?"

The man flinched before watching the boy smirk and bow his head to him then lift and move along. This only made the father of the boy glare and tighten his fists before shoving them into his trousers.

The woman sighed. "Ryuken.. why're you so hard on that boy? Why do you hate him so.."

"..What are you talking about mother? I don't hate him.."

"Then why didn't you tell me that you loved him just now?"

The man gave the woman a glance, he didn't want to speak but thankfully his cell rang leaving him to excuse himself from her presence and speak on the phone. He had more important matters to speak about rather than his leech of a son.

A/N: I'll leave it right there! I think it's pretty long for a first chapter but I like long chapters! I hope you guys enjoyed so far, the story gets better I swear! o ~o