Before the Dawn

by WhiteSheWolf17

Kuchiki Rukia is on her way to America because her brother is wanted for a job that entitles them to more money. Kurosaki Ichigo and his family want a new life. Since his mother was murdered, they feel the need for different scenery. But nothing is as it seems. The year is 1912. Their chances at a different life may never happen. They are on board the one and only RMS Titanic. IR.

1. Chapter 1

A/N: Just an advanced warning, at times this may not be historically correct but bear with me. I'm trying to keep it as close as possible without knowing every detail and fact. I'm basically going with the flow and not thinking about if it fits the right time era. But anyways, onward...

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, the one and only Tite Kubo does. But if I did, Ichigo and Rukia would already be dating.

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Before the Dawn:

Chapter 1 /Prologue

Rukia's POV

April 10, 1912

I pull my hat up and gaze up in wonder at the gigantic black and white ship that would be taking me to my new home. It seemed that's what everyone was doing around me. I wondered how human hands could create this large vessel.

Conversations were bubbling all around about "How grand of a ship it is", "Never have I seen one so spectacular", "Must have been a fortune", and "If I could just get a peek on the inside".

I stepped away from the crowd of people, feeling the time ticking away. I was on a strict schedule and I was already dawdling.

I walked back in the direction I came, weaving through people and muttering, "Excuse me, sir, excuse me, thank you."

The ship's horn bellowed out over the harbor and I quickened my pace. Finally, I saw a familiar red-head with tattoos where his eyebrows should be. I slowed to a graceful walk and straightened out my dress and re-centered my hat.

His eyes found mine and widened. "There you are! You know you shouldn't have wandered off. Your brother has already boarded."

I should have known my absence would be quickly noted. I stopped in front of him. Renji is my brother's right hand man for the trip, bodyguard, and closest friend since I could remember. He was a thoughtful man that has been with us since I was eleven. That was seven years ago and he just turned twenty-five. The only person my brother could trust with his life would be Renji.

"Why are you not with him now?" I ask as he takes my arm and escorts me to the entrance of the ship.

He glances down at me. "You're his first priority at the moment, miss."

We walk ahead to the first-class gangplank. I look ahead and try to not concentrate on the fact that I'm walking on a board about fifty or so feet above the ocean to get on the ship. Distracting myself I ask, "So where's your wife? Is she already on board?"

He nods. We step into the ship and my feet touch solid floor and we are greeted by the kind gentlemen.

One tips his hat to us, smiles, and says, "Welcome to the RMS Titanic."