Alrighty this is my interpretation of how Byakuya and Hisana met and fell for each other. Enjoy. You May Cry.

The day had ended shortly for young Hisana. She was at school and some gas pipe exploded. Luckily, no one was hurt. Hisana, on the other hand, was depressed that her choir class had been cancled. "Why couldn't the pipe burst after fourth period?" She whined. Her teacher looked at her sternly. "Just be happy the school didn't explod, Miss Otonashi." Hisana rolled her eyes while gathering her books.

There could be worst things she thought. Her family was expecting a new member in six months. A girl. Hisana's father, Hitomi, had been exstatic when he heard about another daughter. Her mother, Sara, was dreading it though. Sara had been a spoiled only child who had never expected that having a baby would ruin one's figure so horribly. Hitomi had been the oldest of four children and he wanted a big family. "More grandkids to spoil," he'd say.

As Hisana walked home, she thought of all the possible names for her little sister. "Something unique, like mine. Mabey Kameko or Suzuki." Hisana had the honor of giving possible names to the baby. When Hisana walked up to her house there was an unfamilar car in the driveway. One could tell that someone high-class drove the car. "Mom, I'm home," she called. She heard someone whisper, "And if the kid isnt mine, I won't support you anymore. You can start by giving me back that diamond necklace."

After a few moments, a very handsome, very well dressed man came out of the living room. He had golden blond hair and deep blue eyes. "Good afternoon," he said and walked out of the house. Hisana went to find her mother on the living room floor. Blood trickled down her mouth. Hisana had helped her clean up and asked repeatedly what had happened. All her mother said was, "Don't tell your father, Hisana. Just don't."

Hisana and her father had a very strong bond. He was her life and vice versa. It pained Hisana to keep anything from him. Hisana carried all of her father's features. Large indigo eyes and black hair. They both loved music and the arts. Hitomi always pushed Hisana to do your best at everything. He would say, "Anyone who tells you that you can't do something are too afraid to do it thierselves." She took that saying to heart. Her bond with her mother wasn't as strong. There had always been an invisible gap in thier relationship. That as just how it was.

Through the advanced art of sneeking around, Hisana had found out the name of the blond man. His name was Riku and he was definetly rich. No one needed to tell Hisana that her mother was having an affair with that man. Hisana wasn't naive or stupid. But her father was blinded by the excitment of the new baby, so much that everyting else was non-existant. Everything but his oldest child.

When Sara was eight months pregnant, she told Hitomi about Riku and filed for divorce. During that time Hisana lived with her father in a hotel since Sara had sold thier house and went to live with Riku. Sara promised custody to the baby's father. There was no doubt in her mind that it was Riku. No doubt whatsoever.

On January fourteenth Sara went into labor. It was akward in the waiting room since Hisana and Hitomi sat across from Riku and his parents. There was utter silence. After a few hours, a frantic nurse stumbled up to them. "It's a girl," she said. "And, um, she wants to see her daughter first." Hisana walked with the nurse to he mother's room. When Hisana was in her room, she noticed her mother was crying hysterically.

Hisana went and held her little sister. Little Rukia( Sara and Riku had decided her name) had black hair and indigo eyes. "Dad!" Hitomi rushed into the room. "Hisana what-" As soon as he saw Rukia, he burst into tears. He hugged Hisana and kissed Rukia many times. As promised Hitomi would regain custody.

Or so they thought. Hisana promised her father that she would visit her mother everyday after school. On the day Sara was to get out of the hospital they talked about something serious. "Hisana, you and Rukia will be coming to live with Riku and I."

"No! I don't want to live with you! You promised Dad and I could keep Rukia." Sara sighed. "Listen, you don't have a choice in this. I've made uo my mind." They argued about this matter all the way to the taxi and even on the way to the hotel Hisana was staying in.

"I'm not staying with you! You ruined Dad's life! I hate you!" With that Hisana stormed from the car with Rukia in her arms. Sara stopped Hisana and they yelled back and forth for a while. Hisana heard her father yelling something, but she was to late to move away from the huge truck racing toward them.

Hisana remembered what happened when the truck struct her and her mother. She remembered feeling every bone in her body breaking. She remembered clutching Rukia tighter, as if to save her. She remembered hearing Sara's shrill cries and Hitomi's shouts for help. The last thing she saw was a pool of blood and Hitomi runing toward her. That was her last memory of the world of the Living.

When Hisana came to, she was staring at a wooden wall. She sat up and looked around. "Rukia?" Sara came out of a room. "Hisana, you're awake." Hisana looked extremely confused. "Mom, where are we."

"The Rukon district. Listen to me, thing will be very different to you when we go outside." Hisana followed her mother outside and saw dirt paved roads and people dressed in kimonos. "Mom, where are we?" Everything looked extremely old fashioned. "In the Soul Society. This is where we'll live now. You, me and Rukia." Hisana looked at her hopefully. "And Dad?" Sara shook head.

Over the course of many months, Sara and Hisana worked very hard to provide to themselves. During that time they had even earned enough money to buy a small house. Hisana never questioned where her mother aquired that much money. She had a hunch. Thier neighbor, an elderly seemstress named Yukio, taught Hisana how to sew and bay-sat Rukia many times. One night, as Hisana was rocking Rukia to sleep, Sara came into the house and told Hisana to come woth her and to bring Rukia too.

Hisana did as she was told, and followed her mother all the way to an ornate carriage. A man, who was dressed almost as ornately as the carriage, stared at her. "So this is her?" He asked. Sara nodded and started toward the carriage. "Come, Hisana. We are going to go work for him." Hisana raised an eyebrow. "What are we going to be doing?" Sara tensed. "We're going to-" The man cut her off. "You and your mother are going to be courtesans." Hisana's eye's widened.

"No! Mom you can't do this again." Sara grabbed her forearm roughly. "Hisana, if we work for him, we will live in a huge mansion. We will get perks like beautiful clothes and jewels. Do not ruin this for me!" Hisana yanked her arm away. "No! I've had enough! I can make it on my own! And I'm taking Rukia too!" Hisana ran away from them not ever listening to her mother's calls for her.

In less than two weeks Hisana was homeless. She was starving and cold. She supposed Rukia was too. She clutched Rukia tightly while letting tears fall from her eyes. They couldn't go one like this forever. There had to be somewhere better Rukia could go. Hisana, though exausted from the walking, knew exactly where to go. There was a small orphanage somewhere near where she was. After a while she found the huge building. Hisana kissed Ruika softly and left her on the door step. She ran away, so no one could see her tears of shame.

Five Years Later

Hisana had found a steady job as an arrend runner. On this day, as she breaked in the town square she met the person that would change her life.

Okay Definate ByakuyaXHisana romance in the next chapter. I hope you love this. And if you do please review! I LOVE BYAxHISA