Hey it's me again. This time my story isn't a one shot though. I don't promise how often I will update it, but I do plan on finishing it. It's rated T even though so far it probably could be rated K+ but that's only because this is just the beginning.

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T own Bleach...if I did do you really think I would eve be writing a story on this website when I could be working on more for the series.

Classical

Ch. 1

Rukia sat in her room. She was nervous but she felt like she had to do this. It was almost as though if she didn't she just wouldn't feel like herself. Picking up the scissors Rukia looked at herself in her vanity's mirror.

Rukia Kuchiki was a very beautiful girl at the age of fifteen. She had long waist length raven black hair and stunning violet eyes. She also had pale skin and was a bit small for her age. By that she meant she was only four foot ten inches. Rukia was also a very skinny girl and weighed barely ninety-nine pounds. She was often given the nicknames midget or dwarf. Rukia was a well refined young lady and didn't lose her temper easily, but when she did the best thing to do was run and hide for a few hours. Or days. It just depended on how mad she got. Rukia was also a great piano player though she could play the guitar and drums as well.

"Well farewell long hair," Rukia murmured to her reflection as she finally took the scissors and began to chop. The problem was that once she started she had to keep going. No matter what her sister and brother-in-law would notice. But right now Rukia couldn't care less about the consequences.

Rukia finally finished chopping and looked at her hair. It was now just above her shoulders and very wavy. There was one place where she messed up her bangs. She had meant to give herself side bangs but ended up with a thick wisp of hair that was between her eyes but tended to lean more towards the left. But she liked it, it gave her some character.

"Rukia, it's time for dinner," called the voice of her older sister Hisana.

Hisana Kuchiki was eight years older than Rukia and her hair had a similar haircut to Rukia's except hers was always straightened. Rukia and Hisana looked almost exactly alike except Hisana had brown eyes and slightly tanner skin. The older girl was also a bit taller than her younger sister but not by much. Hisana was never refined unless the event called for her to be and that did happen quite a bit. The older girl loved to show emotions and her passion was music, even if she couldn't carry a note or play and instrument. She couldn't even properly tap her foot in time to the rhythm, but it didn't matter. At least not to her. Hisana was also going to be the new music teacher at Karakura High School.

Byakuya Kuchiki was Hisana's husband. He was one year older than Hisana so you can easily figure out the age difference between him and Rukia. Hisana and Byakuya had been married for four years. But they had been together since Hisana was in seventh grade. That was ten years ago. Byakuya was a very tall and pale man who made the two sisters look like ants when they stood next to him. Byakuya had long straight black hair that reach the middle of his shoulder blades and had very blue eyes. One thing that Byakuya never showed was emotions and if he for some reason ever did it was always in private. Even then the only person who saw whatever emotion it was, was Hisana. After all she was the love of his life. He was also in the hotel business and just so happened to own quite a few very successful hotels all over the country of Japan.

"I'm coming," Rukia called back to her sister before looking at herself in the mirror once more, "Here comes the moment of truth." After saying that she left the room and walked into the dining room.

Even though they were a rich family Hisana had insisted on living in a normal house. This meant no butlers, no maids, no nothing. This really didn't bother any of them since they didn't have much for their workers to do anyways. If anything the maids and such were paid for gossiping, after all the people who employed them tended to clean their own messes anyways. So instead of living in a luxurious mansion they lived in a simple two story house that had three bedrooms, two bathrooms, and any other rooms that were in normal houses.

CRASH! Was the sound that was heard when Rukia showed her face to her small but loving family. Byakuya had dropped his water all over the table and Hisana ended up dropping an empty pot to the floor.

"What did you do to your hair?" Hisana exclaimed. "It looks so cute!"

Well that was unexpected. Rukia and Byakuya both choked on air at the older woman's response. But neither were really too surprised at what she said, it was always in her nature to say something like that anyways. What really surprised the two of them was the about how fast she changed from furious to overjoyed.

"I…cut it?" Rukia stated hesitantly, but it still ended up sounding more like a question.

"And why would you do that?" Byakuya asked. As usual you could hear no emotions in his voice. Not even the somewhat pleasant fake sugar coated sarcasm.

"Because you two wouldn't let me get it cut!" Rukia exclaimed rather loudly. It was unfair in her opinion. Not being able to get your own haircut. In Rukia's opinion it didn't matter that Hisana and Byakuya were her guardians after all it was her hair, she was the one who had to have it on her head all the time, not the two of them.

"Very well. Now that I look at it. It was quite unfair of us not to allow you to get your hair cut, so this will go unpunished. Just as long as this doesn't happen again," Byakuya answered before taking another sip of his water.

Rukia was so happy she could just about hug her brother-in-law but she knew that wasn't the best idea ever. Knowing Hisana was probably resisting the urge to coo over Rukia's hair, she took a seat on the left side of Byakuya who sat at the head of the table. After a few seconds Hisana sat two bowls on the table, one had meat and tomato sauce in it and the other had noodles in it. Yep it was good ole spaghetti. Hisana then took her seat on Byakuya's right. After that she began a conversation with Rukia about how her piano practice was going.

Later that night Rukia sat in her bed leaned up against the wall with her sketch book leaning up against her knees. Once again she was making an attempt to draw Chappy the Rabbit but it just wasn't working out…as usual. Hisana was a great artist where Rukia was a lousy one and Rukia excelled in music but Hisana was far from being even half bad at music. Yes she was that bad. Rukia and Hisana were just opposites in some ways like that, but oh well that's just how things were.

"Hey, you need to go to bed. We have a big day ahead of us tomorrow," Hisana said entering Rukia's room without even so much as a warning.

"Yes Hisana," Rukia said simply before taking her sketchbook and shoving it into her pillowcase. Hisana just laughed at Rukia's actions. Her little sister was so weird. Rukia smiled slightly and climbed under the covers as Hisana left the room. After laying in bed for a few minutes that felt like hours Rukia finally fell into a somewhat peaceful sleep.

"Crap we're gonna be late!" Hisana yelled as she and Rukia ran down the stairs. They had both managed to over sleep by at least ten minutes, and after living with Byakuya Kuchiki for four years you would learn to panic if your timing wasn't right on the dot.

"Why didn't he wake you up when he left?" Rukia yelled. Rukia was wearing a pair of black skinny jeans with a purple tank top and over that she wore a simple white sweater. On her feet she wore a pair of Hisana's white converse that had roses drawn beautifully all over them. Rukia wore her hair down to show off her new cut.

"Hey left at five you dimwit!" was Hisana's oh so very mature reply. Unlike Rukia Hisana couldn't dress however she wanted. She had to look at least halfway professional. Hisana was wearing a long black skirt and a white blouse along with a pair of black flats. Her hair was in a professional looking bun.

With that said each girl grabbed a strawberry pop-tart and poured themselves some coffee in their own thermoses. After that they raced to Hisana's small red Toyota that she loved so much.

"Step on it," Rukia said in a serious tone of voice. It was supposed to sound like a spy, or at least that's what she said in her head.

"Got it," Hisana answered in the same tone of voice. With that they sped of to the school.

They arrived at Karakura High School at fifteen till eight. Most of the students were already in the room when they arrived. Because Hisana was a teacher she was really supposed to arrive around seven thirty but then again you can't change the past.

Rukia already had her schedule because the school mailed them to you about a week before school started. Also because Hisana was a teacher Rukia had come with her to the school last Friday so her locker and everything was already set up.

"You better go ahead and practice the piano. We won't tell Byakuya that you missed some of your practice this morning," Hisana said quietly to Rukia.

With that said Rukia walked over to the piano in the back corner of the room. She was glad that the other students weren't paying her any attention and were all in their own little groups. After that Rukia said down and began playing using the sheets that were already on the piano. She felt some of the students staring at her, but she chose to ignore them.

Hisana sat behind her desk going through her papers such as music sheets and the page with the students names on them. She looked over at Rukia and smiled kindly. She remembered ten years ago when Rukia first became interested in the piano. That was the morning when Hisana was walking Rukia to her first day of kindergarten and Byakuya had decided to walk with them. She remembered watching Byakuya pay close attention to the way Rukia kept playing her fingers on anything she could and write when they reached the gate to Rukia's school Byakuya had looked at her younger sister and said that she had piano fingers. That afternoon Rukia had begged her parents to get her into piano practice and she had been addicted to the instrument ever since.

After a while of practicing the bell finally rang signaling for class to begin.

Well that's chapter one. I hope everyone liked. I plan on at least starting the second chapter tomorrow night so maybe those of you who like it won't have to wait so long. Anyways please review and tell me what you think. Flames are welcome as long as they are meant to help my writing. Please review and join in for the next chapter.