A/N: Hey guys it's me again. This is kind of an experiment, so if you like it tell me so I can continue. I'm going to do Rukia's point of view for Wakeup Surprise next, so watch for it. This is also going to be different than my other story in format. It will have longer chapters, but they will take longer to get out. And if you want me to continue Rukia will meet Ichigo in the next chapter. Sorry for any error's and reviews make me write fast. Also the title means Finding my love in French. I hope I translated it right-crosses fingers.

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or any of the characters, Tite Kubo does.

Trouver Mon Amour

Prologue

Les Mises en Chantier

Rukia:

I thought of a place away from the nobles of my home. It seemed like a sensational and non-existent place. Where there were normal people, but not your every average day joe people. I mean the sophisticated people who you could have a conversation with and not sit in a long stressed silence. I've always wanted a friend to laugh with, to do girl things with you and gossip with. I never really had a real friend, except for Renji, which doesn't really count. I guess he's more like a brother, since Byakuya practically forced him to be my friend when I was adopted into the Kuchiki family. He said something along the lines of, 'Be nice Rukia. You need a friend your age or you will not develop proper social skills.' He was a friend none the less, still not a girl that I could share my darkest secrets with, but still a friend. I wanted to be away from this if even for a little while. I wanted things to be like how it was when I was an orphan.

When I was younger I did live in an orphanage. I wasn't a street rat or anything, but there was barley any rules to follow. Our care takers never really did their job of taking care of us. They gladly accepted the money they were given to 'take care of us' though. So we practically had no parents. No rules. No money. It wasn't the right way to live, not by a long shot, but at least we weren't caged in with so many rules. It was a bittersweet memory but a good one all the same.

I was ready to get away from my brother who didn't allow anything except good manners in his home. Don't get me wrong I love my brother, he's just, a stiff person. He's very difficult to be around and even a harder person to befriend. And having a relationship with him as a sister is even harder, since Byakuya is a stoic and an extremely emotionless person. When I'm around him I always feel so stressed that I physically and emotionally get tired from being around him. He makes me so self-conscious of myself. So, I try to never mess up around him because I feel like every time I'm around him I let him down. He also always reminds me to not tarnish the Kuchiki name, which puts a lot of pressure on me at times. I guess it's just good to finally breathe from being so tied down to politeness and manners. I can finally be me and it's about time, I was ready to be my real self again.

It's already bad enough as it is in the Kuchiki Estate. Just about all the nobles of our family hate me because I'm not of 'pureblood.' It's comical at times, how even the younger children are just as stuck up as their parents. I feel like it was a rule that was placed when I was adopted, but I was the only person to not know the said rule. Anyways, I was adopted at the age of fifteen, and I guess some of the family members didn't think it was fair because I could possibly be the next heir, which they completely overlooked. I have no intention to do what Byakuya does, Byakuya's job seems way to stressful and I really don't know all he does anyway. I know the other nobles only put up with me, since Byakuya is the head of the Kuchiki household. But it would have been nice if at least one of them would have shown some kindness, none of that matters for the time being, most of it anyways. Even though I am being allowed to go and live on my own and am able to get my own job, I know Byakuya would drag me right back to the Kuchiki Estate if I ever did anything unsatisfactory in his eyes. Partying like an animal, dang, I'm definitely going to have to take that off my list of things to do. No need to cause a ruckus and no need to make me, Byakuya or the clan look bad. That is if I ever want to have a life.

It's so exciting Byakuya is finally letting me go and live on my own. I dreamed of this day time and time again. I have pleaded with Byakuya to just give me a chance on my own, and I swore if I ever messed up he could drag me back here, no questions asked. But his answer was no. He told me I wasn't ready and at such a young age I shouldn't be living on my own. Yes I know most people leave their childhood homes at eighteen to go to college or to see the world, but not me. My family's a little different. Byakuya never lets me do anything alone. Someone always has to be with me. He usually sends his body guard Renji with me, even though he was my first friend I'd still like some privacy. Having a body guard to baby sit you at the age of twenty-two isn't cool on any level. When I asked him if I could go to college he told me I couldn't go and brought college to me. I mean I can see a brother being a little over protective, but he is just taking it way too far. I mean I lived my entire child hood without anyone taking care of me. You would think he would let me live on my own, but no I have to be treated like I'm a fragile little princess. It makes me feel like a complete child, who can't take care of herself and I really feel lonely, since I don't really have any friends.

Starting tomorrow though I'm hoping that's going to change. Hopefully I can make a few friends in the near future. Maybe I'll even find my first boyfriend.

So, yeah I'm twenty-two, never had a boyfriend and am ready to finally have my own life. I'm not sure why I'm being allowed to live on my own now of all times. Maybe he's realizing I am growing up and can take care of myself, but he probably hasn't. I'm guessing he has a motive, but I'm not one to complain. It was just really out of the blue. Like I said I totally love it. I'm so psyched to finally be living on my own tomorrow. And hopefully my interview tomorrow will be good at Seireitie Inc.

I am so happy to be starting my own life.

And I wouldn't want it any other way.

Ichigo:

I was looking at the case in my hands with my orange vibrant hair casting shadows on my eyes. I was leaned back in my swivel chair, my right hand twirling my pen, my feet propped up on the corner of the desk and the case held nonchalantly in my left hand. I kept losing focus on every case I read.

It was frustrating thinking about it, as it is already I am short on staff and I'm sitting here thinking about it. This is probably the worst time for my assistant to take a vacation, not like she gets all she needs to get done anyways. I can usually find her slacking off or in someone else's office. It's just so hard to find good employees now days. I looked at the case, which made me sigh stressfully. Speaking of replacements, Momo's replacement was supposed to be here at seven, ten minutes ago. I don't even know who in the hell is going to be replacing her, but I need my damn coffee already. And last week I had to fire three of my employee's for indecency and violating the code of conduct. The stupid idiots got caught by one of the higher ups and of course I didn't have a choice about firing them for having desk sex. It would have made me look bad in front of Aizen, even though I hate the man, if I didn't fire them it could have resulted in me losing my job instead. What the hell was Aizen even doing in my department, and who the hell has threesomes?

It's just frustrating beyond belief.

Idiots. Why do I surround myself with idiots? You would think people with law degrees would have some common sense about where you should screw around. Preferably in my opinion they should do it at home at home, in a private place, and not in the office.

I have just about had it for today. I'm only ten minutes in and I'm already ready to pull my hair out. Speaking of them, I need to find new employees to replace them. Could my day get any worse? Wait why did I asked such a question, scratch that, knock on wood, I probably just jinxed myself.

I heard three quick wraps, from fragile knuckles, on my door. The soft banging on my door pulled me out of my thoughts. I took me feet off the desk and set the file down. Sitting straight in my chair I looked at my hands clasped together. "Come in," I said with pure venom, looking up to give my employee my best scowl.

It seemed to work wonders on her. Her face fell slightly from her sickening sweet smile, but she still maintained the awful radiance. She had auburn hair, an hour glass figure and a big bust she obviously was trying to use to her advantage. But unfortunately she didn't know me. It wasn't going to work with me. If anything I hated it when women tried to sell their bodies off like that. You're here to work, and you're not here to try to find someone so you can get laid. I guess you can say my mom raised me right. Don't get me wrong I like the opposite sex, but modesty can get you far at times. And I don't enjoy girls that look like sluts.

She bowed making her waist length hair almost touch the floor. She stood back up and looked at me with her gray doe like eyes. "Mr. Kurosaki, how may I help you," she asked smiling, pulling her hands together under her chest making her breasts come more out of her shirt.

I sighed and rolled my eyes at her. "Your late," I said to her, getting angrier by the second. "I expect you to be here on time, every time. You are to show up every day at seven. Do I make myself clear," I barked at her, almost smirking at the reaction she gave me. She looked hurt in the eyes and her lip was quivering. "Now, do you have any applications for me," I said, making it sound like a statement. I find people are more likely to answer and give you what you want if you demand for it instead of asking.

She looked down at the files in the crook of her right arm like she forgot that she was even carrying them. She held them in both hands and looked at me with pure confusions. She was so shocked that she opened her mouth several times with nothing coming out. Finally she stammered, "Uh…Y-yes Mr. Ku-Kurosaki."

She took a few hesitant steps toward my desks and handed the papers to my awaiting hand. She stood there waiting, but this time she kept her eyes casted away from me. She was most likely uncomfortable in my company. "Anything else Ms…?" I asked waiting for her to tell me her name.

She looked up for a second like she didn't understand what she was being asked. Then she answered, "Inoue, Orihime Inoue."

Her eyes started to brighten up again, so coincidently I had to shut her down again. "Go get my coffee, black," I said with a sharp tone, flipping through the applications and acting like I was reading them.

When she left I put the papers back down and sighed, leaning back in my chair. Today was going to be awful and it just begun. I decided to go through the applications. After going through most of them I found out that wasn't going to hire any of them. I was almost ready to give up when I saw one that looked intriguing. This person didn't even go to a specific college. They had some of the greatest professors from all over come and teach them. Whoever this is must have been loaded, and they also went through the curriculum in five years passing with top marks. They would do well for replacing those idiots. And considering how fast they went through the curriculum they look like they have good work ethics. I was very pleased. I may have just found a shining star in a mess of losers and idiots. Excited I looked at the top to find their name. In Nice cursive handwriting was Rukia Kuchiki. Kuchiki, I wonder if she's related to the great business tycoon Byakuya Kuchiki. I'll definitely set up an interview with her.

"Rukia Kuchiki, eh?" I asked out loud.

Then interrupting my thoughts someone threw both of my wooden oak doors. They crashed against both the white walls leaving marks on my walls.

"What the Hell," I yelled, standing up.

"Kurosaki," Uryu said with a murderous intent.

Uryu was glaring at me with intent to kill. I was really getting sick of people today. I was ready to sit in my peace and quiet, so that I could get my work done. Glaring, I stared back at Uryu. He wore a dark blue collared shirt with the cuffs rolled up to his elbows. He wore black slacks and glasses that rested on the bridge of his nose. He was scrawny and didn't intimidate me in any way. His fist were clenched by his sides, jaw was set gritting his teeth together, all while glaring at me.

"You bastard," he seethed through his teeth. He took two steps towards me and pointed his finger at me. "Who in hell do you think you are. You heartless. Cold. Insufferable prick. Have you lost all emotion Kurosaki." I could tell he was getting angry. He was going to make this little spat last until he felt like he won the damn argument. I needed to end it now.

"What the hell are you talking about," I asked, coming out from behind my desk? Who knew what he was getting mad at me for this time. He' always had a problem with me. We were both hired from the same group, but in the end all he became was the top researcher while I became the boss of the firm. So, it's easy to say he probably has a grudge against me.

Crystal blue scanned across my facial expressions, analyzing my face, as if he was trying to read me.

As if.

I stood my ground waiting for a response, giving no sign of forfeit. He seemed to be calming down, but by no means was he going to give up. He was going to try a more civil approach to the situation, since he knows I don't do civil. "You really don't have any emotions, do you? You think everyone is made out of steel just like you. Well Kurosaki not everyone has walls built around their heart like the FUCK'N WALL OF CHINA! You may be the boss, but learn some humanity and stop chasing everyone away and making girls cry. There are people that care about you, and I don't know how that's possible. But you need to stop hurting them." Uryu preached at me.

At the end of his speech he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose waiting for a reply. I leaned back at the desk and crossed my arms over my chest. He was starting to get very annoying. "Number one she was late and showing disrespect, and two Ishida you are right. I am the FUCKING BOSS. Now get back to work." I seethed through my teeth the second time today, walking back around my desk to my leather swivel chair.

He just glared at me and turned back around to the doors. "One day, just one day Kurosaki. You're going to find a girl you care about, and only then you will know what I'm talking about. She's going to run it over with a eighteen-wheeler, rip it out of your chest, and proceed to stab you. And god I can't wait for that day."

He then left through the double door's without saying a word. Truth be told I'm really not that bad. Today has just been an awful day. I'm moody and I knew he was right. I wasn't going to say sorry to her, but I wouldn't be such a dick next time. Just maybe he was right about finding a girl part, not about her killing me and breaking my heart, but finding a smart and strong woman wouldn't be a bad thing.

When she came back in kept my anger in line, took my coffee, told her to set up the interview and waited for my long tedious day to end.

A/N: Well I hope you liked it. Please review if you wish for me to continue. Otherwise I will probably drop this and try a diffrent style of writting.