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Ecka: Hoorah…

Hmpf! If you don't want to be here, just go away.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN BLEACH


Prologue

"Waaaa~!" the little raven-haired girl exclaimed. "Are we really going to live here Nee-chan?" The little ran around the luxurious penthouse and rolled on its plush cream-colored carpet.

"Yes Rukia, we're gonna stay here," the other girl said. "Here's your room. I asked to paint it in your favorite color," she said, pointing at a white door with a 'Rukia' sign decorated with purple butterflies.

Rukia ran inside and jumped on her new bed. "This is great Hisana!" she laughed. Hisana watched her sister play as she leaned against the wall. "When I grow up, I want to be just like you!"

Hisana paled. "No, no, no Rukia. You don't want to be like me."

"Why not?" the little girl asked innocently. She stared at her older sister, waiting for an answer.

Hisana rubbed the back of her neck, "I'll tell you when you're eighteen," she said.

"Awww~! But that's 8 more years from now!"

"I know. That's why you have to be patient little one," she softly said. She went over to Rukia and kissed her forehead. "If you need me I'll b-" She was cut off by a vibration in her pocket. She immediately fished it out and checked the text message. Rukia tilted her head as she saw her sister frown.

"What's wrong Nee-chan?"

"I need to go somewhere Rukia. I'll be back in about 3 hours," Hisana said slowly. Rukia frowned and held on to her sister's hand.

"You're gonna come back, right?"

Hisana sighed and ruffled up her sister's hair. "Of course I will, silly! Now, there are some fruits in the fridge if you get hungry. Don't you dare cook!" Hisana said while Rukia giggled. "You can watch TV if you get bored. Also, don't let anyone you don't know inside, okay?" Rukia nodded.

"Sis, what's your job like?" Rukia asked while Hisana looked for her bag.

She paused for a while before answering, "I'll tell you when you're eighteen." With that, she kissed her on the forehead and said goodbye. Rukia watched her walk out the door before lying on one of the couches.

"I hope I grow up soon."

-o-

8 years later:

"You what?!?" Rukia asked in disbelief. Her sister had just confessed. She was an assassin.

"I know you're ashamed of me. I know I kill people for a living. I'm sorry Rukia. Will you ever forgive me?" Hisana had her head low. She wasn't supposed to tell her, but Rukia read her texts containing her missions.

Rukia just stared at her sister. She couldn't believe that she had the ability to kill. She sighed, "Where do I sign up?" she asked.

Hisana looked up and saw Rukia smirking. "What do you mean?" she asked, confused.

"Since you're in it, I might as well join you."

Hisana was enraged with her sister. "ABSOLUTELY NOT!"

"Why not?"

"Because it's dangerous!"

Rukia raised an eyebrow. "Dangerous? Y'know I can take it!"

"You'll be forced to do horrible things!"

"Then why don't you quit if you don't like what you're doing? Do you even like your job?" Hisana paused. "You can't answer because assassinating is the only job you enjoy."

"I don't enjoy it!"

"Then what?"

"I…. just…. I give up! You can come with me to headquarters next time." Rukia smiled in triumph.

"Thanks Hisana!" Rukia squealed as she hugged her sister.

"Whatever. Just don't die on me."

"I would never leave you! We'd be partners!" Rukia said, letting go of her sister. She stuck out her hand, "Partners?"

Hisana looked at her in a strange way but smirked, making Rukia smirk as well. Hisana grabbed hold of her sister's hand,"Partners!"

So? What do you think?

Ecka: You like assassins.

So what?