The girl with wet brown hair that reached her lower back walked along the busy streets of Tokyo. It was raining heavily through the night sky and you wouldn't have guessed for a little girl to be simply taking a walk in the middle of the night. But, she simply did. Her black bomber jacket covered her bruises that her Aunt inflicted on her while her Uncle was away. She had to deal with her aunt's verbal and physical abuse daily, only getting by through reading and drawing. Her parents were loving, but they supposedly died in an 'accident'. Of course, being a smart girl that she is, knew that wasn't true. It was all part of her Mother's family. They owned a big German corporation and she was the next head; but instead of choosing to marry the man her parents chose, she ran away with a Japanese commoner. However, due to family traditions, the spoils all belonged to her regardless- unless she died. She had a sister that was to be next in line, though due to jealousy, took it upon her own hands to end her sister's life and take over the company.

That's how Hiroko Akiyama became an orphan at age eight and died age eighteen.

Not that she minded.

On that rainy night, she was on her way to jump into a river to end her life right there right then. But, her aunt decided to kill her even before she found a river to jump into. She crossed the streets, clearly with a walking signal, until a car came right at her. He was grinning with a suitcase of money on the passenger seat and stared right at her clearly sober.

1st POV

Well, I guess that's that.

And everything went black.


I opened my eyes with a shiver to see my drenched body, except, this wasn't my body.

"Hey! Be careful next time. You could've drowned and then died! You're lucky I saved your butt. But I only did so, so that mom and dad wouldn't beat mine later, hmph" Yelled a boy who was also wet, though based on how he was dressed and spoke, this was definitely not my era nor my country. He spoke in my father's native tongue and bless- I could understand.

"Hey Rika, let's go home" the boy said while reaching out his hand. Still confused, I cautiously took his hand and followed him home.

"Shuhei, Rika, dinners rea- Oh my goodness! Both of you are wet. What happened?" The lady exclaimed.

She took a rag and wiped us down.

"Rika fell into a river and I had to save her because I'm her brother and all" he mumbled and looked away.

"What a good brother" that woman smiled and went to get a fresh change of clothes.

I looked at my surroundings and saw a hand mirror. It was out of reach and I struggled to get ahold of it. Then, a pair of hands reached over me and handed me the mirror. I turned around and it was Shuhei.

"Hmph, shorty" he blew a raspberry and ran outdoors.

"Mom! I'm going to go out to play with the boys!" He yelled.

"Shuhei Hisagi!" the lady yelled. But before she can finish her train of thought, he was already out of sight.

Holding out the mirror, I saw my reflection. My face was awfully similar to my real face other than my eye color. My hair was dark brown, slightly different from the Lady's and Shuhei's, but my eye color was the same.

"Rika sweetie, come over to mama and tell me how was today" the lady called out.

"Um, I'm not sure, I tripped over a rock and fell into the river" I lied- it was a believable story from a 4-year-old.

During dinner, my 'dad' came back from collecting lumber. His sweaty brown hair was just like mine, and it was obvious he had an attractive face that Shuhei inherited. Looked at the warm and loving family, I couldn't help but feel guilty of the life I stripped away from 'Rika'. I can never forgive myself, after all, I don't deserve a life such as this.


As days turned into years, Shuhei and I had a very strong sibling bond. But it was weird, I felt dejavu far too many times including the name Shuhei. It wasn't possible, but neither was falling into another girls' body. There were times when I saw ghosts, as did Shuhei, but tried our best to ignore it hoping they wouldn't find trouble for us.

I never forgot my previous life, and I most likely never will. The constant reminder of my guilt haunted me every night through nightmares. 'Rika' stood there, blood splattered and broken after the car accident, looking straight at me and then begging to return her body. There was never a day I can sleep peacefully and soon after, dark eye bags formed. My family thought I was sick- but I shrugged it off. I decided, since I stripped the golden life away from 'Rika', I might as well repay it by giving Shuhei, mom, and dad all the love I can give.

It was the morning of mother's birthday, so Shuhei and I decided to surprise her by cooking breakfast for her. We ran off happily into the forest to catch some fish and collect wild mushrooms.

"Shuhei look! I caught something" the 12 year me happily screeched at my brother. He was 17, and very mature.

"Stupid, that's tiny. All it can fill is the space between your teeth." He said and then ruffled the top of my hair

"Hey! Bleh, you meanie"

I was acting like an immature brat, but after eight years in this small body, it starts becoming a habit.

As we finished up, we headed back. Suddenly, the sky turned very dark and a loud scream was heard. The ground started shaking and a big black figure with a while mask was seen.

It was a hollow

Shuhei and I started running as fast as we could. The hollow was knocking down everything including the trees that eventually hit me.

"Shuhei" I whimpered. My foot was caught under a tree while the left park of my stomach was pierced with a branch.

"Rika! Don't worry, I got you!" He tried pushing off the tree with his muscular arms. But it only dug deeper into her wound.

I felt cold and sleepy; maybe I finally got the death I deserved. I'm sorry 'Rika', I couldn't watch mom or dad get old nor grow up with your brother. I hope you will forgive me.

"Rika! Stay awake, don't give into the darkness…." Shuhei's voice got more and more quiet until it was silent.


It was all blank, then forgetting what happened after that, I saw myself standing in…line?

"Next…" the man upfront said. He was giving out numbers as each person walked through a gate.

"Next…" It was my turn.

First District of West Rukongai

I walked into the gate and appeared on the roads. There were many people, but unlike districts beyond the 50's, people were wearing shoes along with street stalls. Most people here were well off as normal souls.

Walking around looking for a place to rest for the night, I stumbled upon a kid with white hair being picked on by a group of older kids. It looked like they have already been at it for some time.

"You're causing trouble for your grandmother and Hinamori-chan, it's better if you just leave. Everyone would be happier without you around, demon" one called out and pushed him back against a tree.

The little boy with white hair didn't do anything. He just stood there and looked away.

"Hey! You should look at people when they are talking" just as he was about to slap the boy and force his head in his direction, I couldn't stand the fact that they were picking on a defenseless kid and walked over to grab his hand.

They looked slightly younger than me despite being here longer. My head inched above theirs and everyone turned their heads over.

"Hey, this isn't any of your business. Go away," the kid whose hand I grabbed spat at me. I ignored then and slouched down to the white hair boy.

"You good? If it weren't for me you would've been red and purple all over~" I joked.

"You didn't have to step in. I had it all under control" He muttered.

"Shiro-Chan!" A girl with black hair came running at us

"We'll let you off this time, but don't be relieved just yet. Next will be worse" they retorted and ran away

"Shiro-Chan, were you picked on again? I told it was okay to just beat them up" the girl sighed "and who are you?" she pointed towards me

"Oh um, I'm Hiroko Akiyama" I replied. That's right, I'm not Rika Hisagi anymore, I must own up to my sins of taking her previous life away.

"Thank you for saving this stupid brother of mine" she thanked and then pushed down the boy with white hair into a bow.

"Are you guys blood related?" I asked. They didn't look similar at all.

"No, no, we just happened to stumble upon together into grandmother's family. Everyone here in Rukongai aren't with their real families because one, they don't remember them, and two, unless they died together at the same time and place, they wouldn't have been able to enter into the same district." She explained. "Oops, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Momo Hinamori, but since you rescued Shiro-Chan, you can just call me Momo."

"Oi! Shiro-Chan, introduce yourself," she urged and nudged him on the head

"Toshiro Hitsugaya" he replied bluntly and walked away. "Come on Bed-wetter Momo, let's go back"

"Well, we'll be heading home. Feel free to join us or play with Shiro-Chan and I whenever you feel! I'll treat you to a meal as payback," she winked and ran away towards Toshiro.

They were nice, just like Shuhei. But then again, what if this was all a dream and I'm only imagining things? For all I know, I could be in a coma from the car accident.

But, if this was a dream, it was a really nice dream.

A/N: First Bleach fanfic~ Give some love and reviews ^3^

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