My second attempt at a Fanfic. Just began to write because it's Summer and I actually have time. Not too confident in my writing skills, but I just had this idea as I was watching a Chinese History movie. I used it as an opening, but however the plot develops is entirely based on how my brain decides to wonder. This story might sound a little fishy and weird, but I hope you'll stick with me. Hope you enjoy reading.
DISCLAIMER : I do not own any Bleach characters.
Two lavender eyes were struggling to open when they barely made out a painting hanging on a wall. There were unusually elegant carvings on the white ceiling. Her head felt heavy, and every bone in her body felt stiff. She caught a movement in the corner of her eye which made her turn to her left. She soon felt something like a wet towel dabbing across her cheeks and forehead.
Where is this…? Hospital? From where? The area is so strange…
The woman walked away from her when two other figures entered the room. Her unfocused eyes could only make out the color of their outfits. She saw two of them in green and one in blue, each with weird designs that she couldn't clearly see… but that only made her wonder.
Even the nurses' uniform is strange…
As the one in blue walked towards her, the eyelids fell over the violet eyes.
When the violet eyes were opened once again, they immediately noted that the room was brighter than when they last opened. The bones in her body were tired and stiff, telling her to move and stretch. She shifted and slowly sat up on the bed. A second later, she felt waves of painful aches flowing through her head and raised a hand to sooth it. She felt something wrapped around her forehead, assuming it is a bandage. Moving the blanket aside, she looked down on the floor, trying to find her shoes. She found a white pair right next to the bed, but they were unlike shoes she had ever seen. They had a shoe form, sure, but it looked nothing like sandals and lacked the features of sneakers. Regardless, she slipped her feet into the shoes and sat up straight on the bed. Her mind went back to the pain in her head and she brought her hand in front of her.
What the…
When her eyes locked with her hand, her eyes widened. She sees her hand… very clearly. She brought her other hand to cover one eye… then covered the other.
No way…
Then she scanned her surroundings, her eyes marking every detail. Red lanterns, a big closet, four chairs surrounding a small round table with a teacup set sitting perfectly in the middle. Her eyes found a mirror, and she got up to walk toward it. She looked into it and saw herself. She had pale skin, short black hair, with a lock of hair hanging between her eyes, falling across her face down her nose. The ends of the strands were fray, noting the white bandage wrapped around her head. There was a blot of red on it, above her right eye. She raised her hands to touch it, and her mind wondered away to all kinds of different possibilities that could have led her into this situation.
What is going on…?
She walked around the room and she recognized nothing. Not the golden window with two scrolls of famous proverbs hanging on either side of it. Not the seemingly valuable yet old painting hanging on a perfect angle on another wall. Not the potteries sitting in the rows on a shelf. Not the three beautifully designed lanterns hanging from the ceiling. Not the big… She couldn't even tell what it is. It was like the bed she saw sleeping on a while ago, but it had a small table set in the middle of it with an incense burner sitting in the middle and two small rolls of pillows laying on each end of the "bed". She lifted her hands to her chest, closing her eyes and attempted to convince herself.
Dreaming… I'm dreaming. After I open my eyes, I'll wake up.
"My lady?"
Her eyes shot open at the lady who called out to, or assumed, she was calling out to her. Shocked by the sudden voice, she jumped and took a few steps back. The woman in front of her was in green and her hair was up in a strange way… like those servants in the Chinese history movies she used to watch… and she dresses like one, too. The flower on her spread hair was pink, matching her clothes which were in different shades of green. The woman raised her hands to her face, using them like a speakerphone and started to scream to the direction of the door.
"My lady, you're awake! People! Come, master is awake!"
Confused and surprised, she tried to ask the stranger what is going on. As she was about to speak, the aching in her head came back to her. She brought a hand to her head once again. When the stranger saw her, she hurried to her and supported her on her side.
"My lady, you have just recovered. I'll bring you to your bed to rest."
The stranger guided her back to the bed but midway, the stranger's words registered in her mind and she snapped up at her.
"Lady? Master? You're a lady. Who are you?!"
The stranger had widened eyes and she seemed to be nervous at her words.
"Me? I… I am Kiyone, m' lady."
"Kiyone…?"
She paused for a moment, trying to search back into her memories to see if she had any recollection of that name… – Nope. None at all.
"What is this place?"
"T-this is your room."
Still no memories coming back to her.
"My room in what place?"
"Thirteenth—Thirteenth Prince's Mansion's room."
She didn't think she heard her right.
"Thirteenth Prince's Mansion? What Thirteenth Prince's Mansion?! . . . Prince? Emperor? Dynasty?"
The stranger gave her a nod… but… she can't accept it.
"What prince?! What emperor? You think you can say anything you want after wearing that?! . . . Pranking Television Show, right?"
She walked around the room once again, scanning the room quickly in hoping to locate a camera or some kind of recording device to prove her theory. She looked under the bed, on the ceilings, but she found nothing. She turned back to the stranger, who was now staring at her with complete confusion.
"Which television group are you in? You can't make jokes like this, you know!"
The stranger seems so intimidated by her sudden words; she fell back on the bed. She slowly got up and her face looked pale and… extremely nervous.
"M-my lady. What are you saying?"
"Still pretending? What time is it?"
"It… it just passed 12."
She was practically screaming by now. "I'm not asking you that! I'm asking you what time is this?!"
"K-Kiyone didn't lie to you! It did just pass 12."
At that, she grabbed the stranger by her shoulders and shook her hard.
"I'm asking you the year and month, the year and month!"
"My Lady! I really don't know! I don't know what time you are talking about…"
She stopped shaking her and patted her shoulders and took slow, deep breaths attempting to calm her shock and confusion. After taking in a final deep breath, she started to speak in a more casual and softer tone.
"This… is a dynasty. Which dynasty?"
"The Wen* dynasty…"
"Who am I?"
"My lady.", being completely oblivious to what she was really asking for.
"Lady what? Name?!"
"S-S-Shizuko R-R-Rukia."
Not catching the full name, she /tried/ to pronounce the sounds she heard.
"Shizuko… Chihuahua?"
"It's Shizuko Rukia."
They both turned to the lady entering her room. Nearly the same clothing style, but this woman was in blue, unlike the lady behind her, who was wearing an identical uniform with Kiyone. There was also another woman following her. She had long hair and it was worn as a long braid in front of her. Kiyone quickly ran to the "leader's" side upon seeing her, half crying.
"Lady Hisana. Lady Rukia is awake but… she asked me who I was… Do you think her brain got scattered…"
"Don't say random things… Please, Doctor Unohana."
The doctor behind the woman followed and walked up to Rukia. She placed an arm on her shoulder, asking if she was alright, but Rukia stiffened and moved backwards, not recognizing anyone or anything that was happening.
"Rukia… I am your older sister. Whatever happens, I'm here. Don't be scared."
With those words, she brought her hand to Rukia's and held it carefully. She seemed to relax ever so slightly at her words and warmth. The hand guided her to the bed once again with the doctor following. Rukia sat down and the doctor reached out for her hand. Unohana scanned her face and felt her pulse on her wrist. After a short while, she reported:
"Lady Hisana, from Lady Rukia's pulse, she seemed to have suffered an overwhelming shock, leading her mind to be a bit unclear. But, with medicine and care, after some time, she will get better. "
As Unohana spoke, Hisana just stared at Rukia with a worried expression. After a short moment of silence, she dismissed the doctor.
"Thank you, Doctor Unohana. Kiyone, take Doctor out and follow to get medicine."
Kiyone obeyed and followed the doctor out, leaving the two sisters and one servant behind. Hisana turned back to Rukia and sighed.
"Rukia. After taking medicine, resting a while, it'll be alright. Don't be too worried."
Rukia raised a hand slowly, and pointed at herself before hesitantly starting to speak once again.
"Shizuko… Rukia?"
Hisana nodded in approval. Rukia turned her hand so now she was pointing at her sister, whom she didn't even recognize. Hisana said her name, dragging out the syllables, so Rukia can hear her correctly and not call her another kind of dog name.
"Shizuko Hisana."
"Older sister? … Then… can you tell me what happened?"
"You fell down the stairs, and remained unconscious for a whole day."
"Fell down the stairs…?"
But I was hit by a car…
It was night time, but the sound of traffic still wasn't ceased in the city. There were cars driving in the streets, people walking around the block, construction workers working on new advertisement board…
"Do you know what these are? High Pressured Electrical Wires! Without proper care, we're all going to die! Watch it!"
From a short distance, a man with orange hair and a woman with thick glasses can be seen arguing as they left a building. The man was following the woman, and when he finally caught up to her, he stood in front of her to stop her in her tracks by grabbing on to her hand.
"Yuhina! Yuhina! Hina! Listen to me."
"We have nothing to talk about!"
She flung his hand away and continued walking to whatever direction she was facing. The man continued to follow her and yelled out her name repeatedly in attempt to stop her from walking. She stopped for a minute in the middle of the street to flame at him, leading the cars in traffic to honk.
"What do we have to talk about? I work a night shift and you go cheat on me!"
"What cheating? Don't say it like that! And don't accuse anyone!"
"Who am I accusing? I saw it with my own eyes! I am farsighted but I'm not blind!
With that, she continued walking and the orange hair man yelled at the car to stop honking before continuing to follow her.
"But hey, you saw it, too! I was just eating with Hime!
"Hime, calling her very warmly, eh?!"
"That's her name!"
"She's called Orihime! Not Hime!"
"But I always called her that!"
"Yeah, because you guys are 'pretend siblings'!".
"Yes, so you know her, too, as well!"
"I know her more early than you did!"
"Exactly! So what's the problem?"
With that, Yuhina stopped dead on her tracks and turned back to face Ichigo.
"The problem is what's with you both!"
"What's with us both?"
"You have to hold hands when you eat?"
"That was her holding my hand!"
"Her head had to be on your shoulder?!"
"She rested her head on my shoulder herself!"
"Her lips went on yours by herself, too?!"
"Yeah!"
"Bastard!"
She slapped him across the face and resumed walking, but Ichigo latched his hand onto her arm and pulled her back.
"Hey! Didn't you see her crying?!"
"Kurosaki. You really think you're the king? You think you're back in history? Three wives, four concubines, three thousand women waiting for you every night?! Let me tell you this, I, Yamato Yuhina, will not take this!"
"But I—"
A construction worker intruded their conversation and started to scream at the couple.
"Hey! HEY! ARGUE AT SOMEWHERE ELSE, WILL YOU? WE ARE WORKING AND YOU'RE STEPPING ON MY WIRES!"
Yuhina looked down and her sneakers were right in the middle of a few wires.
"Where did I step on your wires? Get the hell out!"
"And you still yell?! No wonder your boyfriend is cheating on you! You're asking for it!"
Both Ichigo and Yuhina turned to the worker at once. None of them were looking anywhere near happy.
"Yo! That's none of yo—"
"My boyfriend doing whatever has nothing to do with you!"
With that said, she knocked the water bottle that was in the worker's hand and it flew away to a distance, landing and leaking near the wires, releasing steam.
"And you're using your hands and feet now, eh?! "
"Using my feet? I didn't use them yet!"
The water leak and the wires caused an explosion, breaking one of the wires. The electricity running through it lost control and it flung everywhere while releasing electrical sparks. Attempting to move away from it in a panic, Yuhina moved backwards, only to be hit by a car. Her glasses flew and her body landed on the Chinese History museum advertisement board. The electricity ran in her body through the board and the last thing she saw, was a flight of red stairs, with a woman on top of the flight, walking away from her.
* : Wen Dynasty [Fictional Dynasty, I used Wen because it meant Soul/Spirit in Chinese, matching for the Soul Society, the place for souls and spirits. [魂] ]
And as for the name Yuhina, I took it from the family of Rukia. If you didn't know, Rukia is a bird from the white-eye family. Yuhina is another bird of that family. I had to pick a name that is somehow related so it can actually stick with the topic.
I hope you enjoyed reading. Weird, yes. I had to use Ichigo and Orihime. I don't mean to offend IchiRuki fans but... I would jump off a cliff if Kubo made them together in Bleach. Well, I do not know what to say. Critics and reviews are welcomed. Any ideas, send me a PM. Thank you for reading.