This is my 2nd fanfic. I got this story stuck in my head, so I'm just going with it. In this Hisana is still alive and her and Rukia had parents (though will remain nameless). Also Kaien and Miyako when they feature. There are; Humans, 'Gifted' Humans (like Reapers), Shifters (like Hollows) and Vampires (because I love Vampires). Essentially a ByaRuki/IchiRuki triangle with RenjiXNel, RetsuXHisana and possibly more pairings if it suits the storyline.

Just to be upfront, I'm not a RenRuki fan. I like Renji and all, but I don't think it's a good fit. I'm of the same mind with IchiHime.

Summary: Rukia discovers she is a 'Gifted' human and goes to the Soul Academy to learn how to control/harness her abilities. Then she becomes entangled in a web of secrets and desires, caught in between a Gifted/Shifter and a Vampire.

Warning: Contains minor coarse language. Bit Canon/but mostly OOC. Also the story jumps around a bit at times, and at one point by alot. Rated T for now.

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, but this story is my own.


Blood And Souls - I

Hisana crumbled to the floor, one hand holding her robes to cover her nakedness. Her petite body battered and bruised by the furious Vampire Lord standing over her.

"It's not you," Byakuya cursed, bared fangs dripping with Hisana's blood.

Hisana shook violently.

"Sister?" a small voice called out from the hallway.

"NO," cried Hisana in a hoarse whisper. She didn't think her younger sister Rukia would stir. Her eyes flicked between Byakuya and the direction of the cry.

Sister? Sudden realisation dawned on the Vampire. He had been so sure his mate was the woman before him...until he drank her blood...this creature was not the one. His piercing grey eyes shone with fury at the human woman's betrayal.

"Sister...?" called the voice again, closer now.

Without thinking Hisana threw herself in front of the door, her broken body screaming in agony. "Byakuya please, she's only a child!" pleaded Hisana.

He moved with incredible speed and shoved Hisana aside, breaking her ribs with a sickening crunch. A thin shadow peeked out from the gap in the door and the scent of its owner filled Byakuya's senses, sending his Vampiric body into shivers of overwhelming desire. His fingers curled around the brass doorknob and he edged it open...

...With a shocked gasp the girl slipped on a pool of blood. Turning her head to follow the trail, Rukia then saw the figure of her father lying face-down on the hallway floor.

"Daddy?" as she crawled over to him.

Her father didn't move.

"Daddy, get up Daddy. Daddy?" she shook him frantically, but he was dead.

"DADDY!" a blood-curdling scream ripped through the air.

Byakuya gazed at the scene. Rukia's tiny frame convulsed with sobs, the head of her long raven-colored hair buried in her father's lifeless arm.

Neither of them saw the other's face that day...

Byakuya's mind raced. Hisana- the girl- their father-

"She's my sister," Hisana gasped through ragged breaths. Byakuya couldn't bring himself to tear this little girl away in such tragic circumstances.

"I will not take her now, but one day I will come for her," he informed Hisana, and with his vampiric speed Byakuya sped away.

Hisana vowed then and there to keep her sister safe and for 5 long years that promise was kept.


A young woman went tearing down the alleyway in a desperate bid to escape her pursuer. She knew this neighborhood inside and out, but in a panic and the weight of the night, it was unrecognisable. "Help me!" she silently pleaded to whatever being could hear her-

"No one is going to help you," a silky voice called, as if reading her very thought. The woman stopped in her tracks. "How did he get ahead of me?" Fear gripped her heart like a dagger.

"Are you scared?" A man with long flowing black hair and piercing grey eyes strolled into her line of sight. Frozen, she trembled where she stood. "Good, it tastes better that way," and in a flash he had her pinned up against the wall by her throat. She wanted to scream, but she couldn't, his long thin fingers digging into her skin.

He inhaled deeply, then shivering in disgust, snapped her neck like a matchstick. Hers was not the scent he was after. Another man with equally dark hair, skin as pale as a ghost and exquisite green eyes materialised from the shadows.

"Not her," he commented dryly.

"No." The first mysterious man released his hold on the woman, her lifeless body sliding to the ground.

"Clean this filth up," he commanded and walked away.

"Yes Master." Feeling nothing for yet another insignificant life extinguished, he set about his task. This was the fourth victim to suffer this fate, and what these women had in common was their physical attributes of long dark hair and sapphire blue eyes.


Rukia stared at the fine ivory envelope, her name written in gold-embossed script on the front.

"Open it, Rukia," Hisana gently said behind her. Rukia looked up into the face of her older sister, so much like her own save for the color of their eyes. There was a 14 year age gap between the two, yet people constantly mistook them for twins. Where her sibling had dark blue eyes, hers were a rare violet shade, filled now with curiosity and apprehension at the contents of the important-looking letter. Rukia's sisters soft smile silently urged her on, and with shaking fingers she did;

...

Dear Rukia,

You have been identified as a 'Gifted'. Thereby granting you acceptance into

The Shihoin Soul Academy.

This is a privilege that only chosen individuals, such as yourself, are afforded.

This is nothing to fear.

We have instructed and guided 'Gifted' beings for over a Millennia.

We have therefore taken the liberty of sending you one full uniform set.

Proper dress is mandatory at all times.

All classes are conducted in the evenings.

Living quarters are onsite and will be allocated on entry.

Orientation Day will be held on the 7th.

We await your presence.

Signed: Y. Shihoin-sensei

...

Astonishment gripped her. Who were 'They' and how did they know? Still holding the letter, Rukia lifted the lid of the large gold box on the table, revealing a crisply starched black double-breasted jacket piped with white trimming. A black cat emblazoned on a gold badge was sewn above the left breast pocket. She would've preferred seeing a bunny there, but it was a fine jacket.

Two months ago Rukia began to see 'the dead'. It was faint at first, but lately more of them were appearing and some were even starting to scare her a little, but she hadn't told anyone about this, not even Hisana whom she was extremely close to. How this Soul Academy discovered her ability was beyond her.

"Sister?" questioningly, Rukia deferred the decision to Hisana the Mother-figure in her life.

"You should go, it will be a good opportunity for you," Hisana replied with a reassuring smile, "Our Father attended this Academy as well."

"Really...?"

None of this was making any sense and Rukia was still worried. This was obviously a very expensive private school. Their mother had died giving birth to Rukia and 5 years ago their father was killed in an accident which nearly claimed Hisana's life as well. Since then Hisana's health had become fragile and she was frequently confined to rest, so she worked very little and they had little money to speak of.

"How will we afford this?" the face of the younger girl crinkled in a frown.

"Don't worry, Father left some funds for your education. Everything will be taken care of." It wasn't a complete lie, there was enough for the fees, but for reasons kept secret Hisana badly wanted her to accept this offer. She would tell Rukia the truth at a later date. Right now this was the best thing for Rukia.

"OMG that's tomorrow! Tomorrow is the 7th," exclaimed Rukia, jumping to her feet. She had less than a day to say goodbye to her life and her beloved sister.

"We'd better get you packed up then," Hisana voiced with all the cheeriness she could muster. Rukia nodded and they set about the life-changing move.


"Hey, you're late." A tall lean man with orange-colored hair scowled at Rukia, the petite raven-haired young woman who bounded up next to him. He was thoroughly annoyed at being told to look after this new student.

"I got lost. This place is like a maze!" Rukia exclaimed breathlessly as she surveyed her surroundings.

The Soul Academy exists in its own dimensional plane, allowing for the incredible sheer size of its multi-layered labyrinth structure. On receiving her keycard to Apartment 3B which she was sharing with another female named Neliel, Rukia had dropped her bags off instead of lugging them around and accidentally left her map there.

"Don't let it happen again," and shoving his hands into his trouser pockets started walking in the direction she'd just come from.

With an exasperated sigh, Rukia shot back defensively, "It's only my first day!"

Ichigo stopped and sighed in return. They were all the same.

"Don't make excuses either. It's lame," Ichigo attempted to resume walking, only to find his path obstructed by the furious woman, hands on hips.

"And just who do you think you are?"

"Kurosaki Ichigo, not your babysitter. I don't have time for this, so if you don't like it, leave me alone!" No one ever gave Ichigo backchat, let alone a new student and he hadn't slept well that day. Last night's Witching Hour had affected him badly.

Once a student gained the necessary skills, they were permitted to participate in Witching Hour, where every night from midnight to 12:59 the portal to the Soul Realm opened. No first-year student had ever been allowed to enter, except Ichigo, but his powers hadn't matured fully and some nights he was lucky to make it out of there alive.

"Fine! I don't want to hang around your grumpy mean ass anyway," snapped Rukia and she strode off in the opposite direction.

"Fine!" but he grinned in spite of himself. He knew then and there that he was going to like this girl.

Later on, Rukia burst into the Science lab, her last class of the evening.

"I'm sorry-" she broke off, seeing the classroom empty save for Ichigo. He was perched on a desk, book-bag in hand. Rukia went from apologetic to astonished to annoyed in 10 seconds flat.

"Rukia, you're late," he smirked.

"You think?" she snapped, "Damn, damn, DAMN! I missed my class."

Yes, he was definitely going to like her. Striding over he patted the top of her head and peered down into her eyes. Ichigo was shocked to see how beautiful they were - the rarest shade of violet.

"You're a feisty midget aren't you?"

"Idiot! Who are you calling a midget?" said Rukia as she shoved Ichigo's hand away with a slap.

"I don't see anyone else here," Ichigo gazed into her eyes again.

Suddenly a sharp pain shot up through his left foot, courtesy of one black boot heel.

"Go crawl back into whatever hole you came out of!" Rukia spat, taking some pleasure at the pain she'd inflicted on her rude classmate. As first days went, it had been one big headache, and it was going to take her time to adjust to the Academy's nocturnal nature.

Ichigo had stayed behind to give the new girl a copy of the class notes, but after she stood on his foot he was tempted not to. Instead he placed it on a nearby desk and limped off. "Here, this is for you."

"T-Thank you," Rukia stammered, shocked at his consideration, but he was already gone.


[5 months later...]

"Oh there you are Rukia! I've been looking all over for you." That much was evident by the breathless way Nel sounded. Seeing Rukia wasn't alone added, "Itsygo."

Even though they always fought and argued, the unlikely duo were rarely seen apart. Rukia even went with him to Witching Hour, waiting patiently outside the portal for Ichigo's return. This little ritual meant a great deal to Ichigo, his skills improving at an astonishing rate. Like she was his driving force...

Ichigo responded with his usual grunt. He was sure Nel mispronounced his name on purpose, just to be irritating. Nel threw her arms around Rukia in a tight hug.

"I'm so sorry to hear about your sister. Is she going to be ok?"

Ichigo gaped at her. Something happened to Rukia's sister? They had been together all day cramming for tomorrow night's maths exam instead of sleeping and Rukia hadn't said a word.

Contact with the outside world was generally discouraged, though students were freely permitted to keep in contact with their immediate family members. Anything else required permission granted by the Academy heads. Most students didn't bother as it was a lengthly and tedious process. After graduation, people were given the option to rejoin society under new identities or to stay on as an Operative where life contracts were then issued.

"She'll be alright," Rukia smiled bravely, but soon her face started to turn blue.

"Nel you idiot, get off of her," reprimanded Ichigo. He could see that Nel's well-endowed assets were suffocating Rukia's small frame.

"Oh sorry," apologised Nel, quickly releasing her best friend.

"I'm going to kill my dad."

"Ichigo, my sister isn't at your Clinic. Your father didn't say anything because he probably doesn't know."

"What, why not?" Ichigo didn't understand this revelation either.

"Ahh...she was rushed to the ER last night. Hisana is being treated by a Dr Unohana there and she must be very good for even my sister to listen to her... and you know how stubborn she can get," Rukia laughed softly at her last comment, but her two closest friends could see she was worried.

The school Administrator had notified Rukia about her sister (How they knew everything still baffled her) in the early hours and had already granted her permission to visit Hisana tomorrow. After 5 years of putting up with doctors, Hisana used her own judgement instead of the medical professionals.

"Stubbornness must run in the family," muttered Ichigo.

Aside from being stubborn sometimes to the point of stupidity, Rukia was very bad at trying to hide things and despite her violent tendencies, everyone close to her felt an inexplicable need to protect and care for her. Rukia undoubtedly gave the same back.

"I'd better go and pick up my permit," Rukia said with a fake smile. Ichigo moved to go with her. "No-" waving him away and not wanting to alarm them, she hastily added, "-and some 'girl' stuff. I'll see you tonight," and disappeared into the Academy building behind them before Ichigo could say or do anything more.

'Girl' stuff? Rukia never did anything 'girlie' ...but he let it slide, being more annoyed about another matter.

"Why didn't she tell me?"

"Knowing Rukia, she didn't want you to worry," replied Nel glumly.

Ichigo had a permanent scowl on his face.

"Agh just looking at you is making me depressed!" complained Nel.

"Then leave. No one's asking you to stay anyway," rebuffed Ichigo.

Nel sighed and got up. There was just no use trying to talk to him when he was like this.


Rukia stared at the permit in disbelief. It wasn't just a pass for a hospital visit, there was another - a clear-colored one - granting her access to Witching Hour. Having only been in the Academy for 5 months, she was sure they had made a grievous error.

"My my Rukia, cat got your tongue?" poking out from under a white and green striped hat, Mr Urahara's eyes glistened, mischief written all over them.

"Um- but... Me?"

"There is one small thing you can do for me," Mr Urahara said carefully. At Rukia's nod in acknowledgement, the Science teacher slid a piece of paper with instructions across the desk and waited.

"Do we have a deal?" he asked finally.

"Yes thank you!" sounding as grateful as she felt. It was a small price to pay for access to the Soul Realm, and now she would be with Ichigo inside instead of waiting on the outside.

"And Rukia, remember to have your soul band synched for the mission."

Rukia nodded again and left. Out of Mr Urahara's sight, Rukia's face fell. Despite her willingness, the unique mission required her to do something she had no experience in. Quickening her pace, she wanted to catch Nel before she left for work.


Ichigo knocked on the door to Rukia and Nel's apartment.

"Rukia did you forget some- Oh it's you, I thought you were Rukia," Nel opened the door to Ichigo.

"I got that," he responded flatly.

"What do you want?" Nel was still miffed at him for his foul mood earlier.

"I wanted to see Ru-"

"-She's not here," attempting to close the door on him. Ichigo stuck an arm out to hold it open.

"I got that!" and pushed his way in, "Where is she?"

"She's meeting me at my workplace, so sorry Itsygo you can't play with her tonight." Teasing him about his relationship with Rukia was the only way she could put up with his constant stroppiness.

"My name is not- wait, what for?" scowling even deeper now.

"I can't tell you that." Nel's face went serious and she folded her arms across her large chest.

"Nel, what for?"

"Guess."

"I don't have time for your stupid games!" growled Ichigo.

Nel knew that face. If she didn't tell him now, he was likely to break something. "You're no fun," she shot back, pulling a face of her own, "Just don't tell Rukia I told you or she'll kill me." Getting a nod from Ichigo who had calmed down considerably, she continued, "I'm taking Rukia to Cascada's. She's pretty so I'm sure it'll be no problem."

"She's more than pretty, she's gorgeous," Ichigo thought, not that he would ever admit that to anyone. "You had better be kidding Nel," warned Ichigo. He didn't like this one bit.

"Of course I'm not kidding! You may not think so, but I know tons of guys who would go for her."

Ichigo's temple started to pulse. Of all the people he had to deal with, why did it have to be Nel?

"I'm talking about the club Nel! Is it money she needs?"

"Ichigo, don't be so dense!" Nel pronounced his name properly only when she was dead serious, "Now I know you didn't just meet Rukia yesterday. Even if she did, Rukia would never accept money from anyone." Her hands had moved to her hips in a very Rukia-esque pose. Nel wasn't about to tell Ichigo that this was actually Rukia's first undercover mission.

Ichigo knew Nel had a valid point. "Fine," and he stormed out, slamming the door behind him.

"Stupid idiot, always so intense when it comes to Rukia." Hoping it wasn't going to bite her in the rear, Nel grabbed her keys and locked up.


"Byakuya, you look like crap, and to a Vampire, that's saying a lot." A half-naked Vampire with tattoos across his forehead and waist-length red hair sauntered out of a side-room and plopped himself on a chaise lounge. Byakuya sat in a leather armchair opposite, swirling a goblet filled with a red liquid. Muffled screeches could be heard coming from the room the muscular redhead just exited.

"You shouldn't play with your food Renji, it's disturbing," said Byakuya in a monotonous tone. His steel grey eyes never leaving the glass.

"What is disturbing, is how the Great Kuchiki Byakuya hasn't had a real drink in months." Renji put his hands behind his head and placed his feet up on the desk. Byakuya rewarded the action with one of his famous Kuichiki glares. Renji sat up like a shot before he lost his feet for the night.

Silent as a Wraith, a third male - a Shifter - materialised.

"Geez Ulquiorra, you freak," insulted Renji, startled and trying to hide it.

Ulquiorra's green eyes flickered over Renji, the expression on his pale white face unchanging. "Master it is done," reported Ulquiorra as he bowed to Byakuya.

"I see. You may go," Byakuya dismissed his subordinate with a wave of a slim white hand.

Renji shuddered after Ulquiorra disappeared, the younger, stronger Shifter creeped him out.

Now Byakuya stilled his glass and inquired of Renji in the same emotionless tone as before, "Is there a reason for your presence?"

"Yes dammit, how many is it now? Four, five? What's worse is you don't even drink them! Damn waste."

"Renji," Byakuya glowered, his Kuchiki death glare back in full force.

For the second time, Renji wanted to keep his head intact, so he promptly apologised. "Sorry...How about you come with me tonight to Cascada's? It's a club I go to all the time. Real hot babes there...You might find something you like...?" Renji was almost pleading.

Byakuya leaned back and contemplated Renji's offer. Truthfully the count was up to six, with a seventh one currently being tracked. He still hadn't found what he was looking for, the One. She was out there and he would find her. Right now admittedly he wasn't thirsty, he was ravenous. So he stood up, and discarded his blood goblet.

"So you're going?" Renji couldn't keep the excitement out of his voice. It had been 5 months since their last rampage.

"Renji, you're forgetting something." Byakuya commented as he glided out of the door.

...It took Renji a full minute before remembering the woman in the other room. "OH right, that something." Renji was going to have his fill tonight.


Madame Halibel, renowned owner/manager of Cascada the prestigious Escort establishment looked Rukia over. She prided herself on the sacrifices she'd made, and her girls.

Rukia wore a white silk strapless dress that flaunted her petite frame beautifully, diagonal-cut hem showing off slim shapely legs, yet she felt stupid standing there being examined. Madame Halibel had shiny blonde hair, golden bronze skin and long blonde lashes that accentuated her ice blue eyes. However, her most notable feature was her extremely large chest. Comparing her own diminutive size, made Rukia feel inferior.

Raising Rukia's chin up with one bronze hand, the older woman peered curiously into big violet eyes. "Well you are pretty, no doubt about that and such gorgeous eyes. But you are too small," Madame concluded. Nel's emphatic nodding came to an abrupt stop and Rukia sighed. She was disappointed but not surprised, she had been 'too small' all her life.

A young effeminate man stepped into the office and signaled the clients arrival.

"B..But Madame-," Nel began to protest.

"Neliel, some very important clients are here. Do be a good girl and go out there now. Your assets would be most desirable, I'm sure."

Nel had no choice but to go, squeezing Rukia's shoulder in a silent apology before she did.

Turning back to Rukia, "Though I have no use for you right now, I would consider keeping you on record should a client require 'your taste'." making it sound like Rukia should be honored for the very notion.

"What a shark," Rukia thought venomously, but she was desperate. The Vampire that was being targeted apparently frequented this establishment. "I need a job right now. I'm willing to do anything, please." she said resolutely.

"Anything?" Madame Halibel was intrigued, "Wait here a moment, while I attend to business."

Nel made her way in line just as the two handsome clients entered the private room, the Madame greeting them with grace. Nel recognised the male on the left as he was a frequent customer. Renji. Renji confused her. Every time he came to the Club she noticed him staring at her, and a few times he'd even given her a smile. Each visit, she waited for him to say her name, but he never did... The other male, she had never seen before. Though he was much more good-looking than Renji, more regal, Nel preferred the raw animal magnetism of the redhead.

"Come this way gentlemen to our fine selection of women," boasted Madame Halibel, leading them both over.

"Master," Renji whispered, only loud enough for Byakuya to hear. Being his Master, he had first choice, but none of the women piqued his interest.

A preoccupied Byakuya could faintly smell a desirable scent...

And then the deliberations were suddenly interrupted when a man with hair the brightest orange they'd ever seen, burst into the room.

"Who are you? and how did you get in here?" the Madame thundered.

"Your guys out there are going to need a doctor," replied Ichigo, not answering either question and after quickly scanning the line, he strode off past the gaping women to the last place Rukia would be. Nel thought she was going to die on the spot. Regretting the decision she'd made in telling Ichigo in the first place, she doubted the idiot had gotten permission to leave Academy grounds. Rukia was going to be livid.

"-Ichigo, let go of me!" cried a flailing Rukia.

Slung over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, the petite dark-haired woman pounded her small fists on the man's back in an effort to make him let go. "Not going to happen," declared Ichigo, and flounced past the stunned company.

As they locked paths, Byakuya's keen Vampire senses caught the scent of the female. This was the moment he'd been waiting for...it was intoxicating...She was the One...

"I want that one." Byakuya broke the silence and waved a hand in the direction Rukia had been taken.

"What?" exclaimed both Madame Halibel and Renji.

"But you can't!" Nel burst out at the same time. The way Byakuya looked hungrily at her friend churned her stomach. Renji flinched. Unbeknownst to Nel, the reason Renji never picked her was because he actually liked her. He was a Monster. He couldn't hurt her, if he didn't touch her.

Madame Halibel shot Nel a reproachful look, then addressed Byakuya directly, "I'm afraid the woman isn't available. Wouldn't you rather have one of these beautiful women?"

"No I would not," giving the blonde a look that would curdle milk.

"She's a bit small isn't she?" questioned Renji with an exasperated look. What he really wanted to say was, "What the fuck is wrong with you?" but he bit his tongue.

Kuchiki Byakuya did NOT take 'no' for an answer. With one final glance at the dumbstruck Madame he said in an ice-cold voice, "Get me her. I will pay double what all these others are worth," and left the premises.

Renji skulked out behind him, feeling sorry for himself over missing dinner and contemplating what had gotten into his Master.


"I'm warning you, PUT ME DOWN!"

With an ungracious plop, Ichigo obliged. They were outside the Club facing the street, deserted now in the dead of night. Ichigo stared at Rukia, seeing her properly for the first time. His breath caught in his throat. He had never seen a more ravishing sight. A blush crept on Rukia's cheeks at the intense way Ichigo looked.

"What are you looking at?" asked Rukia quietly.

"You, stupid," replied Ichigo, inching closer.

Rukia flared at that, "You're one to be calling me stupid. That was humiliating what you did back-"

Her words were cut off by Ichigo's mouth crushing on hers. Rukia's eyes widened in shock. Fueled by months of pent up desire, Ichigo pressed on. In submission, she leaned into his firm body and kissed him back. In one form or another, Ichigo and Rukia belonged together.

...Their presence unnoticed by the lip-locked couple, a massive grin broke out on Renji's face. "Heh looks like Mr Jealous over there is forgiven," he quipped. Now that he'd gotten a better look at more than just her backside, she was actually a little hottie. Byakuya stood stock-still, his mouth a tight thin line.

"Attachments can be broken," stated Byakuya.

Ok now he's lost it! Renji had never seen his Master so worked up.

"She is pure," said the Vampire Lord, more to himself than to Renji.

Renji's eyes bulged as comprehension set in.

"Oi that's her? Damn! What are you going to do? Want me to rip that guy's head off?" an excited Renji rambled.

As tempting as that was, it wouldn't serve Byakuya's purpose, so dismissing the thought he replied icily, "No need. She will be mine," and in an attestment to his prowess the ground split and cracked under his footsteps...

...Ichigo broke off at the slight tremor.

"Did the earth just move?"

Rukia suppressed a giggle, "That's lame Ichigo, even for you."

Ichigo grinned that wicked half-smile of his. "You talk too much," he retorted, leaning in to kiss her again. Rukia placed a hand on his chest to still him, then quickly pulled it away again suddenly embarrassed by the intimate touch.

"Ichigo, what did you do that for?" she inquired.

Ichigo thought that was plainly obvious. "You kill me Rukia, but dammit if I'm not crazy about you."

Rukia's jaw dropped. Had she really been that oblivious? "No I meant, why did you drag me out of the Club?"

"Why did you come here in the first place?" said Ichigo.

Sometimes it was easier conversing with bricks... "Don't answer my question with a question!"

"You don't belong in a place like that Rukia,' answered Ichigo, amber eyes burning with a quiet fury.

She couldn't argue with that. "Ichigo..." and then as an afterthought asked, "How did you know where I was anyway?"

Ichigo stiffened guiltily, but made no reply. Rukia worked it out in an instant. "Nel. She shouldn't have told you, and you had no right barging in-"

"Shut up Rukia," Ichigo cut in, and gave her a short fierce kiss. Rukia remained silent. "I'm taking you home," and grabbing Rukia's hand, pulled her along. Halfway there, Rukia broke a heel, so Ichigo lovingly carried her on his back the rest of the way.


Dr Unohana Retsu slipped quietly into the dimly lit room. Acting discreet in case her patient was sleeping, she called out in a quiet whisper, "Hisana?"

The tired yet still awake woman answered her doctor's query. "Yes Retsu?"

Unohana relaxed into a smile in the knowledge she wouldn't be bothering Hisana. There was no easy way to say it, but Hisana needed to be told... "He found her." Unohana said bluntly. Subtlety was an art her kind didn't excel at.

"Oh-h," Hisana breathed heavily, suddenly looking 10 years older, "I had hoped this day would never come," she continued.

Unohana knew all too well, the Vampire doctor had been aiding her human companion in keeping Rukia a secret. "She is not yet aware," added Dr Unohana.

"Good, then there is hope," Hisana replied with a tired smile.

Unohana bent down and brushed Hisana's forehead with cold lips, "Rest now, the Hour is coming." and she left as quietly as she entered.

Hisana looked out into the night sky through the hospital room window and her mind drifted back to a time long ago... "DAMN you Byakuya!"


Rukia stirred at the beep of her cellphone alerting to an incoming text message. Hazy with sleep, she eyed Chappy evilly as if it was the bunny's fault for disturbing her sleep. With a groan she got up, thinking it might be something important. Opening the inbox, the message read;

'1 Client. 9pm pick-up Club parking lot. Advance payment has been accredited. Be there - Cascada'

Her thoughts went straight to Ichigo. He had made her promise not to ever go back there... well it wouldn't be exactly there, and she needed to get a lead on the target. Not realising how close she was tottering at the edge of her bed, Rukia fell off landing hard on her knees. At the sound, Ichigo burst into her bedroom.

"Rukia what happened?"

"Hey you cant just bust into a girl's room!" retorted Rukia.

"I heard a noise and I thought something was wrong!" Ichigo snapped back.

"Well there isn't, so learn to knock first!"

Ichigo shook his head. Rukia could be such a pain when she wanted to be, and then seeing her Chappy pyjamas, cracked up laughing.

They had returned to Rukia and Nel's apartment after Ichigo had gotten severely reprimanded for leaving school grounds without permission. Not feeling like making the trip back to his own apartment on the other side of the Academy, Ichigo slept on the couch.

"Get out," she yelled again, but with less force than before. Ichigo didn't leave, so she threw a pillow at him. It landed weakly at his feet.

Still wearing a goofy grin, Ichigo asked her again, "So nothing's wrong?"

Sighing audibly, Rukia replied, "No."

"Whatever," he said as he moved to close the door. He didn't really believe her.

"-Ichigo, wait," Rukia broke in, "Actually there is something." She'd made up her mind to do this, so Ichigo had to know. Ichigo sat himself opposite his girlfriend and waited.

"I took the mission-" Rukia stopped herself and put a hand to Ichigo's mouth who was about to interrupt, "Hear me out."

Ichigo closed his mouth, but he still had a grumpy expression on his face.

"It's my job...and there's none of that..." Rukia looked downward and blushed. Ichigo knew exactly what she meant by that. His amber eyes searched her violet ones. They'd been over this last night. Little wonder they hadn't been reported for noise-violations. It pained him how stubborn Rukia was, but he knew her reasoning and trusted her.

"I'm going with you," Ichigo finally replied.

"No-" Rukia started to say, but Ichigo wasn't going to stand for it.

"Shut up. You're going, even though I don't want you to. So I'm going with you, whether you like it or not." he told her in a low growl.

Rukia decided she did like it, and wrapping her arms around his neck speaking softly in his ear, "Thank you."

Ichigo hugged her back and then got up. He would need to get a permit this time. "I'll see you tonight," with a quick kiss goodbye.

"Right," replied Rukia. She glanced at the time on her cellphone. It was too early, but she was awake now. It would be pointless trying to go back to sleep, so Rukia opted for a bath instead.


Rukia quietly entered Hisana's room, carrying a bouquet of white lilies. They were her sister's favorite. Dr Unohana scribbling on her patient's chart, looked up at a younger version of Hisana.

"Hello Rukia," the Doctor greeted her with a tender smile.

"Hello," replied Rukia with a short bow.

"You've cut your hair," commented Unohana.

Rukia nodded shyly, confusion apparent in her eyes. Rukia didn't recall ever meeting the Doctor before. Noticing the emotion, Unohana asked politely, "You don't remember me do you?"

Smiling apologetically, Rukia shook her head. This didn't surprise Unohana at all. They first met on that fateful night when this poor girl lost her father and almost her sister. Unohana was out hunting when drawn to the massive scent of blood, found the sisters. Unable to leave them to their fate, Unohana saved them both. She wasn't about to dredge up the past, so the doctor explained simply, "It was a long time ago."

Rukia accepted this and inquired into the welfare of her sister, sleeping peacefully, "How is she doing?"

"She is fine. I will keep her here for a few more days. It's the only way I can make sure she's taken care of," replied Dr Unohana with a soft laugh.

Rukia chuckled at that, in complete understanding. Placing the bouquet at the bottom of Hisana's bed, Rukia bid them goodbye with a promise to return as soon as she could.


"Hisana you should not be here," Byakuya said coldly.

"You know why I have come," Hisana replied with grim determination. This Vampire did not scare her, despite what he'd done to her nearly 6 years previous.

Anger flaring up, he vamp-sped to her and held her up against the wall by her throat. "I should kill you now," his voice a low growl.

Hisana winched a little at the pain, but stood her ground, "Then why don't you?"

The 1000 year old Vampire wanted this human's sister. It wouldn't do to take her life, so Byakuya released his grip. "So you know," he asked instead.

With a brief nod, Hisana revealed her motive, "Take me instead."

"You are not her," Byakuya refused. He despised the very notion she'd offered.

"Byakuya, she is my sister!" Hisana pleaded, "I know I can't stop you, but please..."

"I will not repeat myself," his voice laced with malice.

Hisana shook her head sadly. "She will never love you and she will not bear your child," the petite woman stated.

Byakuya raised his eyebrows, eyes hard as stone. This human knew more than he thought. "I do not need her love. Now leave my sight before I change my mind and kill you."

The vampire's words ringing false in her ears, Hisana left. Byakuya realised then that he didn't even know the sister's name.


Ichigo paced anxiously in the empty parking lot waiting for Rukia to appear. Cascada stood awash with lights in the otherwise pitch black street. It was practically 9 o'clock, and he wouldn't stop worrying until he knew Rukia was alright.

"Ichigo," called Rukia from afar. With his unique hair color, he was hard to miss. Ichigo closed the distance between them in a few short strides.

"Rukia," he murmured, embracing her tightly. Fighting the temptation to pick her up and run, he asked instead, "How is your sister?"

"She's fine. I met her Doctor today, and she's letting Hisana go home in a few days," answered Rukia brightly. Having Ichigo here had a calming effect on her and she loved how much Ichigo cared for her. Slowly a black limousine pulled up beside them. Ichigo tightened his hold on Rukia, not wanting to let go.

"Ichigo..." Rukia pulled back slightly and met his steady gaze, "Meet me at the portal," whispering now.

Ichigo gave her a curt nod and scowled at the vehicle. He couldn't see anyone through its dark tinted windows and it pissed him off. Kissing Rukia with more force than ever before, he watched sullenly as she got into the limousine and drove away.

Like a dog marking its territory, the Vampire Lord read the male human's message clearly. Byakuya studied the woman as she got in and now as she sat across from him, drinking in her appearance. He had expected to feel her fear, but what he sensed instead was anxiety and discomfort. Her hair was the color of ink and it was shorter now. Long dark lashes framed big beautiful violet eyes, not blue like he assumed. To Byakuya, she was a breathtaking sight...

Not knowing what to expect, Rukia sat stiffly in her seat. The interior of the limousine was spacious but dark, creating an ominous effect. She could barely make out the outline of another person there. As the limousine eased down the streets, the occasional lamplight allowed Rukia to catch glimpses of the client. The man who had paid for her time had not yet made a sound nor moved an inch.

Hugging herself tightly, she realised she was trembling. "Aren't you cold?" asked Rukia, her voice quivering slightly.

Byakuya shifted a little, surprised at her question. The image of that small girl from 5 years ago burned in his memory. "How you have grown."

Opposite, Rukia's brow creased into a frown and she gnawed at her lip.

Breaking out of his reverie, Byakuya replied, "No," a hint of amusement in his voice.

Rukia blushed red at the beautiful silky voice she heard. At her reaction, Byakuya felt a tightness in his chest. She managed a weak nod.

"What is your name?" he inquired.

"R-Rukia. What is yours?" she replied courteously.

"Byakuya," and he waited.

"Nice to meet you Byakuya," said Rukia.

No one had ever said that to him before. "No it is not." Byakuya hadn't meant to say that.

Confused, Rukia bit down harder on her lip drawing blood and winced at the pain. The overwhelming smell of blood broke the Vampire's well-maintained control and Byakuya shot to her side, holding her face in his hand. Their gaze met and Rukia saw him properly for the first time. She had never seen anyone so beautiful in her life - and then feeling guilty at the thought, she blushed and lowered her eyes.

"Are you hurt Rukia?" Though he didn't look concerned, his actions said otherwise.

"No, I'm alright," she assured him.

No longer needing to keep up the pretense, Byakuya sat himself down next to her, his long legs stretched out before him. It took all of his constraint not to drink her, and the odd feeling of warmth wouldn't go away.

"Where are we going?" Rukia asked now.

"You'll see," Byakuya replied. Truthfully, he hadn't decided on the right place to take her, after having made the mistake of consulting Renji on 'date' venues (the crimson-haired vampire's most favorable choice being a Strip club).

"Am I dressed correctly?" she frowned, a lock of hair hung stubbornly in between her big violet orbs. Byakuya suppressed a smile. This young woman was in the midst of a powerful Vampire and she was more concerned with her attire.

"It is acceptable," he heard himself reply, keeping his real opinion in check.

Rukia nodded, somewhat reassured. Then she forced herself to look at him, trying to hide the blush that refused to go away. "I haven't done this before. I-I don't know why you would want me- I'm sorry-" Rukia stammered.

"Don't be." then looking at her from the corner of his eye, Byakuya continued, "Do you like tea?"

"Tea?" Rukia smiled.

"No?" To him, human women were so peculiar, and he made a mental note to smack Renji up.

Rukia chanced another look at Byakuya to read his expression. "Yes..." she trailed off.

"But?" he pressed, not knowing exactly why he was actually conversing with the creature.

Feeling slightly silly, yet unable to stop herself, she blurted, "Do you like ice cream? I really feel like ice cream."

"Aren't you cold?" Byakuya repeated her earlier question with a little smirk.

Rukia gave him a half-smile, and was surprised to find that she wasn't actually cold. Putting it down to a mere case of anxiety, her look turned wistful. "It's been awhile since I had ice cream. I just thought...it would be nice."

Byakuya responded with a nod, though he didn't know where they would go for ice cream - it wasn't like he'd ever needed to know either. As if reading his mind, Rukia's face glittered. "I know of a place my father used to take me when I was younger. They make the best ice cream ever."

The tightness in Byakuya's chest returned at this revelation. "So be it." and he notified the driver of their new destination.

Shortly thereafter Rukia motioned for them to stop. "This is the place," she announced cheerily, and climbed out of the limousine. Byakuya stayed put, as it had dawned on him that the ice cream parlor was unlikely to sell the popular dessert in blood flavor.

Seeing his hesitation, Rukia looked back and asked, "Byakuya, we don't have to go in if you don't want to. Really, it's your choice anyway."

A part of him wanted to tell her that she shouldn't smile at him like that... That she should run away right here and now before he tried to steal her life... "It's fine," Byakuya replied in a somewhat snappish manner.

Less sure of herself, but still determined, Rukia beckoned for Byakuya to join her. "They really do make the best ice cream here," she added.

Just as he was about to reply, Byakuya felt a presence heading straight for-

"Rukia!" Byakuya vamp-sped and pulled her aside. Caught up in the moment, Rukia flashed angrily at the passerby. "Idiot, look where you're going!" The oblivious man just kept on running, while Rukia remembering present company, flushed with embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, you'll probably want a refund now," she quipped.

The corners of his mouth twisted up. Dropping his arms, Byakuya studied Rukia in a new light.

"You can see spirits. How?"

Rukia's eyes went wide with shock as she looked at the retreating figure and reaffirmed its status, failing to notice what Byakuya's revelation implied. "Let's go inside, I'll explain there," and with a heavy sigh, she went in. Though it wasn't strictly prohibited, 'Gifteds' were warned not to reveal their ability to unsuspecting people.

"One strawberry please," Byakuya ordered after Rukia indicated her choice.

"So you don't like ice cream," Rukia commented, her brow furrowing.

"I'm not hungry," thinking that would be least complicated solution to his predicament.

"We can go somewhere else-"

"-It's fine," Byakuya cut in.

Nodding in acceptance, all thoughts went out the window when he handed her the ice cream. Rukia devoured the treat within seconds.

"Would you care for another?" Byakuya said.

"Yes please. It's been so long and it tastes so good," Rukia answered with a mixture of happiness and embarrassment. Buying another, Byakuya waited until they were seated before handing it over. This time Rukia ate at a more leisurely pace.

"Um...I can see spirits," Rukia put it bluntly, instantly feeling stupid.

The Vampire Lord knew of a select few humans who had that ability. "You're a 'Gifted'?"

"Yes," surprised and delighted at the same time that he didn't think she had a screw loose.

"Does it run in the family?" Byakuya asked curiously.

"Some. My mother and sister aren't like that, but my father was," Rukia replied truthfully.

Byakuya let the subject drop as he could tell Rukia wasn't entirely comfortable discussing the issue. "Aren't you scared I'll hurt you?"

"No, should I be?" Rukia teased. Byakuya had to suppress another smile. "I know you won't hurt me," she added.

"How?" ignoring that odd feeling of warmth in his chest once again.

"It's just a feeling I have."

Then they fell into a comfortable silence as Rukia polished off the remainder of her ice cream.

"May I ask you a question?" Rukia piped up when she was done. Byakuya inclined his head in consent. "Why me?"

He stiffened at this. There was no way he could answer her honestly.

"I mean..." "What did she mean? Stupid, stupid, stupid!"

"You remind me of someone."

"Oh."

"You really do like ice cream," Byakuya remarked, doing his best to change the topic.

"You don't know what you're missing." Rukia said playfully as she swallowed another mouthful of her third and final cone.

"Hm I'll take your word for it," he insisted, finally allowing his face to reflect his pleasant mood. Byakuya was letting his guard down he knew, but he found himself not caring one bit. Rukia too, had forgotten her directive in being here. They had been talking for what seemed like ages...

"I should take you home now," Byakuya said regretfully.

"Really? What time is it?"

"One-thirty in the morning."

"OMG!" Rukia was stunned to realise they were the only people left in the shop. "I didn't think this place stayed open that late," she muttered.

"It doesn't."

Understanding his implication, Rukia shot Byakuya a grin that would've melted the vampire's heart if he had one. "You're a little strange."

"Is that a good thing?"

"Ahuh," she replied shyly and they finally vacated the parlor, the shop owner exhausted, but decidedly richer.

Refusing to allow Rukia to walk back from Cascada's in the dead of night, Byakuya had his driver pull up outside a large stately home, she claimed as her own. The Academy was a block away, but Rukia didn't want to run the risk of getting into trouble.

"When can I see you again?" Byakuya asked earnestly.

"You can't-" Rukia started to say, then remembering her all-but forsaken mission, changed her mind, "Hm...I don't know..."

Byakuya nodded slightly. The 'good ones' were always hard to get. "Here's my number," handing her his business card, "Call me when you can."

"Ok. Goodnight Byakuya, and it really is nice to meet you," Rukia accepted the card, smiled that adorable half-smile of hers and disappeared into the foreign yard. Byakuya leaned back in the seat and sat still, scanning the area using his powers to ensure Rukia got home alright.


Ichigo was waiting for her return.

"Where the hell have you been?" Ichigo fumed, "You were supposed to meet me at the portal."

"Ichigo, I'm sorry. I lost track of time," Rukia explained.

"That good a mission huh?" the scathing look on his ruggedly handsome features was unmistakeable.

"Look, I said I was sorry. I'm too tired to get into an argument with you right now," and Rukia escaped into her bedroom flopping down onto her bed. Gripping her Chappy plushie, she braced herself. True to form, Ichigo slammed the door on his way out.

Nel rapped lightly on her bedroom door. "He'll come around, stupid jerk." Rukia sniffed in response. "Do you want me to stay?" asked Nel.

"Yes please." Rukia shifted over to give her roommate space.


A week had passed when Rukia scanned the report with increasing shock. Her teacher and mentor Ukitake Juushiro had slipped her the confidential file to make her aware of the allegations against her. As she sat there trying to take all the information in, Ukitake was pleading her innocence to the rigid Academy Council.

"They're saying you're a traitor," Ichigo informed Rukia miserably.

"Do you believe that?" Rukia asked her boyfriend. The pair had recovered from their little quarrel the next morning.

"No, how you could even ask me that?"

"Yeah sorry," Rukia apologised.

"I believe you, but you're taking this mission too far. Rukia, let it go," Ichigo went on.

"I can't do that, and if you were me, neither would you."

Ichigo hated it when Rukia was right, which unfortunately for him was almost all the time. "You know they're sending Nel to Hueco Mundo until the Shifter rebellion dies down."

"Yes I know. You have to go with her Ichigo," Rukia stated as she wrapped her arms around his waist.

"I'm not leaving you," said Ichigo gruffly.

"You have to! You're half-Shifter yourself, and you have to protect Nel." Rukia reasoned.

"Rukia, I won't leave you!"

"Please Ichigo, Nel is our friend. If not for her, then do it for me..." big violet eyes pleaded up at him, and his heart wrenched.

"Ok I'll do it for you, but I swear I'll be back. So don't get any funny ideas and die on me, you got that?" his own amber-colored eyes burned resolutely.

"I won't," and reaching up, Rukia kissed Ichigo passionately with the knowledge their time was now limited. "When do you leave?" Rukia asked in barely a whisper.

"Two hours," he spoke even more miserably.

"So soon?" "Oh... then we'd better make the most of it," Rukia put on her best fake-smile and went to find Nel, hand-in-hand with Ichigo. They found their Shifter best friend outside rechecking her baggage load. On spotting her two closest friends, Nel engulfed them in a huge hug.

"I'm going to miss you both so much!" Nel wailed.

"Just me, Nel. Ichigo is going with you," Rukia spluttered in between gasps, being suffocated by the buxom female again.

"Nel, get the hell off me," Ichigo grunted.

"Noooo... oh Rukia... waaaaaahhhh... all by yourself?" Ichigo shook his orange spiky head at Nel's over-dramatic scene. "Now Itsygo, no getting up to any funny business with innocent ol' me you hear," Nel wagged a finger in his face to emphasize her point.

"Innocent my ass," Ichigo muttered under his breath.

"Hey I've got an idea. There's a new photo booth at the mall. Let's have some photos taken of the three of us," Rukia suggested, already leading the way.

"What happened to the camera I bought you for your birthday?" Ichigo asked after her.

"It doesn't work," Rukia replied hotly.

"It doesn't work? or you can't work it?" Ichigo knew his girlfriend lacked the ability to operate even the simplest electronic gadgets.

"It doesn't work so just drop it,!" Rukia was too proud to admit the fault lay with her.

"This will be more fun anyway," Nel chipped in, well aware of the same fact.

The queue waiting to use the photo booth increased as the trio posed for shot after shot. Not knowing when Rukia would see Ichigo and Nel again, these memories were to last a lifetime.

With less than 30 minutes before departure, Rukia said her goodbyes. "Ichigo-"

"I love you midget."

"I love you too," with a final kiss.

"Nel, take care of him," Rukia said softly, willing herself not to cry. Nel started blubbering on the spot. "Miss you so much, and-and...don't get up to t-too much trouble while...we're gone."

"Miss you more," Rukia whispered.

Leaving them then, Rukia barely made it through the Academy entrance when she came upon her teacher Ukitake Juushiro.

"There you are Rukia. Come with me quickly." Following her teacher, she realised with dawning horror he was leading her to his private quarters. On seeing the embarrassed look on Rukia's face, Ukitake smiled at her. "It's safer here," Ukitake explained.

"What's wrong?" Rukia had a sinking feeling things didn't go well at the Council meeting.

"It's nothing much. But do you have any further leads on your case?" he queried.

"No, I'm afraid not," Rukia shook her head sadly. Since their night together, Rukia was reluctant to call Byakuya, nor did she return to Cascada in case they ran into each other there.

"Ok, that's alright," Ukitake comforted her.

Rukia felt miserable and her eyes began to well up. First she was being branded as a traitor, then her boyfriend and best friend had to leave and now she was a failure too.

"Rukia it's going to be alright, I promise you," he vowed while stroking her hair.

"Thank you sensei."

"No need to thank me, I'm just looking out for my prized student," Ukitake beamed, "Now I want you to do something for me."

"Anything," Rukia brightened up a little.

"Two weeks vacation, starting as soon as you're ready and by the time you get back, all this mess will be cleaned up."

"Sensei- vacation? You're asking me to run away?" Rukia said incredulously.

"No, not run away. A holiday, you can spend it with your sister." "It's safer," were the unsaid words she heard.

"Ok sensei," Rukia relented.

"Good, that's my girl," Ukitake smiled warmly.

Nodding mechanically, Rukia left. She would call her sister, but she had to do something first. So on impulse, Rukia found the card she had previously ignored and dialed the number.

(Phone conversation)

"Hello, Kuchiki Byakuya's office. How may I help you?" came the polite, yet curt voice.

"Kuchiki Byakuya please," Rukia.

"And who may I say is calling?"

"Rukia."

"One moment please," the female secretary sounded a little miffed at the absence of a last name, but nevertheless put the call through. (beep, beep, beep)...

"Rukia?"

Her breath caught in her throat at the silky voice on the other end. "Byakuya, can I see you?"

There was a pause and for a moment Rukia thought he was going to turn her down flat. "Where should I pick you up from?" he replied at last.

"Do you remember where you dropped me off last time?"

"Yes." though there was a hint of something else there - Byakuya noted that Rukia didn't say where she lived.

"Same place please."

"I'll be there in 5 minutes."

"Thank you," Rukia said gratefully, and hung up. "Hope this works," Rukia thought as she stuffed a few things in a bag and dashed out. If Byakuya could help her find the Vampire they wanted, that would help her case.


A/N: Rukia doesn't know that Byakuya is a Vampire, nor is she skilled enough yet. Please feel free to review, I appreciate any feedback, especially since this is only my 2nd fanfic.