A/N
This fanfic only follows the general Twilight plot; not every tinsy winsy detail matches. And besides, if they did, Twilight wouldn't be Twilight and Bleach wouldn't be Bleach. So no complaining if you please!
My username was: killer-bunny195 so yeah!
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JJ
-Prologue-
I couldn't deny the truth.
Cold, bloodthirsty eyes held my gaze, the blade gleaming even in the dim light.
But for the sake of him, I would do anything.
Even if it meant silencing my heart forever.
There was no regret behind my actions, I was not afraid as the blade met my neck…
It would be over.
And he would be safe.
That was all that mattered.
-Chapter 1: Moving-
At the age of sixteen, I realized what was reasonable and what wasn't, but it didn't stop me from wishing to throw a childish tantrum at the prospect of moving again.
Not that I could do anything about it of course.
As though he could read my mind, my brother shot me a cold glare that clearly read: 'Don't complain'.
And I wasn't about to. After all, he worked hard to support both of us. Ever since our parents had died in a fire, he had been my guardian. Even if his work brought us to places like this, I had no right to say anything.
Except this was Karakura town, a far cry from Tokyo, where I had just come from. Yet, I now held indifference to each of the places we moved to. There was no point attaching strings to places you knew you would leave soon anyway.
"Kuchiki-san?" A mover tapped him on the shoulder. "Where would you like us to place this?" He indicated to the wooden drawers that belonged to me.
Whilst my brother sorted out the furniture, I sat down on the porch and sighed at the prospect of school the following day. More strangers, more prying eyes and fingers that had nothing better to do than to try and work out the lock code to your life.
"Rukia."
I automatically turned my head at the sound of my name. The movers had vanished, leaving behind an untidy clutter of tables, chairs and other undiscernible items of furniture.
"Get ready for bed. You have school tomorrow." He turned inside, leaving me alone on the sidewalk.
Stepping inside, I realized the house itself was not half as bad as I imagined. It was a cosy little penthouse in a quiet neighbourhood. Everything was simple and straightforward; cream walls with stripy blue curtains and a decent sized bedroom. Falling onto the bed, I fell into a dreamless sleep.
My brother had already left for work when I woke up. Groaning, I sat up and reached for her new uniform that hung on her back board. With slow, dragging movements, I rummaged around the fridge for breakfast.
Between mouthfuls of rice, I read through my timetable. Maths, gym, history…I shoved my diary with all the other books, inside my cramped school bag. Leaving the dirty plates in the sink, I walked out of the apartment, took a deep breath and prepared myself for the ordeal ahead.
"Everyone, this is Kuchiki Rukia." The teacher announced. Twenty or so pairs of eyes stared at me. Shifting slightly, I took a seat behind an orange haired boy. Silently, I prayed the bell would never ring, so I wouldn't have to suffer the same reception I got from all the new schools. I never fitted in, I would never be accepted.
My prayer wasn't granted; none of them ever were. If they had been, then I wouldn't even be here. I hesitated in front of the canteen, unsure whether to become sociable or find some corner to hole up in wait for lunch to pass.
"Hi! I'm Orihime Inoue!" A pair of friendly grey/brown eyes stared right into my face. I stepped back hesitantly.
"Ah, hello." I laughed brokenly.
"Come sit with us!" Orihime tugged me into the busy canteen, towards a group of girls."Everyone, this is…" Orihime gave me a sharp nudge in the ribs.
"Kuchiki Rukia." I said in a strained tone; a pathetic attempt to sound comfortable.
"Hey Rukia! I'm Hinamori!" A slight girl with black hair motioned to an empty seat next to her.
"Thanks." I sat down gratefully. It was always easier to take in first introductions when you were sitting.
"Do you like Karakura High so far?" Orihime pulled out a long roll in which there was red bean paste with seaweed.
"It's…ok."
"You are lucky. You get to sit behind Kurosaki Ichigo." She sighed wistfully.
"You mean the orange-head?"
"Yeah. He has such a scary face though." Hinamori frowned.
"Not really…" Orihime giggled. "He always sits with the same group. They're all a little weird. He's the best looking one of them all."
"Who are they?"
Leaning backwards, I could catch sight of a guy with bright orange hair. His face was solemn-looking as was that of the guy he sat next to. He had silver hair that flopped over his forehead, and carried a punk style about him. A rather strange figure sat opposite; he had blonde hair cut in a pageboy bob style, and was wearing a black shirt and tie. Next to him sat a frowning girl that looked no older than twelve, with her hair in spiky pig tails. A small, little girl jumped up and down opposite the latter, with bright green hair. And lastly there was a serious looking girl with her hair in a plait, glasses on her nose and a book of some erotic manga in her hand.
Orihime leant over, whispering in my ear. "The guy with silver hair is Muguruma Kensei. He's pretty quiet. Opposite him is Hirako Shinji, who's a bit of a weirdo, and next to him sits Sarugaki Hiyori, who's a real bitch. The girl with green hair's name is Kuna Mashiro. She's…easily annoyed. And last of all is Yadomaru Lisa. She's a pervert."
And as though he could hear their conversation, Ichigo turned his eyes towards me. The sounds of the canteen faded behind us as we held each other's gaze, unmoving, solemn and serious.
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