Hi everyone!! A.P. here! So yeah this is my third story and my first one that has an actuall plot before hand at least somewhat. Im hopeing that you enjoy it.

Shiro will you do the honers?

Shiro: pfft whatever…

If you don't I wont ever put you with any pairings ever agin.

Shiro: oO… A.P. doesent oun anything from bleach INCLUDING ME or any of the shit in his fan fic or any fan fic . *whispered* if she did I would be one happy hollow…

K so yeah read on my friends read on.

Ichigo was all set for the auction. His prize and joy "hollow" was one rare mustang. Because "hollow" was an albino mustang. Sure to be a big seller. The only thing wrong with this horse was his eyes. The colored part was golden and the whites were glow in the dark black, like a lion. But Strawberry wasent worried about that. It was a small flaw that shouldn't be too detrimental to his price.

The horse , "hollow", was tired of being treated like a horse. He swore that whoever bought him, male, female, whatever he would reveal his true self to them. He didn't care that it was treason to his people, "hollow" couldent take being ridden on like a slave for much longer. He wouldent!

Infact, "hollow" was bound to the person who found him out. He would be more of a slave than now, but he was hopeing to entrance the person, therefore gaining freedom! However, if worst came to worst, he would simply kill his unlucky new master to go rejoin his clan. And as far as that goes… well humans are like eggshells to a dragon.

Ichigo seemed to harshly underestimate the effect of his "hollow's" eyes. As soon as a pontential buyer found out they would ask if the horse was sick, or worse inbread. All day went like this and Ichigo sold all of his horses except "hollow"!

At the end of the fair, just when he had given up, a ditsy red head came up and started asking questions about the albino. She was bright eyed, mightly endowed, and had trouble keeping track of her thoughts but, was offering a considerable amount for the horse. She didn't seem to care about his eyes, or the fact he had never been broken fully. The bubbleheaded princess just kept going on and on about how the stallion reminded her of some dark eyed hero who had saved her long ago.

Not being picky Strawberry gladly sold "hollow" to her. It was a good price after all, and he could care less about what the ouners did to there steeds. Ichigo didn't much care if she branded him 1000 times as long as he got his paycheck.