I Dream of Ice

by Tsurishi Arashi

Hitsugaya Yuki has been trying to figure out who she is for a very long time. She is a very gifted individual, but why is that? And what is the thing missing from her life? She finds herself falling for a young man who can help her figure out her past. (editing)

1. Prologue

Disclaimer – I don't own Bleach. I had a weird dream last night. I dreamed I was a substitute soul reaper who was Toshiro's sister who also had a thing for Ichigo. I decided to turn this into a fanfic story for everyone to read. My OC isn't me though, it is just an OC created because of a dream I had.

I Dream of Ice: Chapter 1 - Prolugue

I have always wondered who I am. I think any child who doesn't know who their parents are will wonder where they come from. I would sit for days at the orphanage window wondering when my adoptive parents would come and pick me up but they never came. So I choose to become emancipated at an early age.

I have this lovely snow white hair that falls down to my hips in soft silky strands. My eyes are like emeralds when I look upon a person and I can tell what they are thinking deep down in their soul. I also have a voice like an angel and I decided to use it to my advantage and become a major pop star. I was successful in many ways.

On top of this I am extremely intelligent getting the best grades ever. There is a reason I was called a child genius. Because of this I didn't have to worry about my studies while I was on the road. That said I really wanted to make friends and that is why I am now going to school to try and make some. I mean real friends who don't care about my riches and stuff.

I'm also very athletic so while I take a break from my singing I think I'll try out for a sport at school as I have always been interested in sports. I love being able to do things outside of my normal curriculum and do more then what I was doing. I am just a normal girl are I not? There isn't at all a chance you would think I would be able to do something weird like see ghosts right?

All right. So I can see ghosts. I stand out like a sore thumb at the orphanage I lived at and I hope to never have to meet up with any of the children there again. They always made fun of me for staring off into space. That and the fact I came out of nowhere alone and dazed like so that nobody knew who I was. It is time for me to start school up, a Freshman in high school. I'm going to make new friends.