Disclaimer: I do not own anything from bleach. I only own Doru.

My name is Doru . I am a 17 year old girl. I have dark pink hair and pink eyes. I have a younger sister. But she doesnt know that im alive. Although Ive been watching her when I can. You all may know here. Her name is Yachiru. Now, lets begin with the story shall we. . .

Chapter One

"Get her!"

"Dont let her get away!"

This was my life. Ever since I can remember I have been being chased. Weather it were souls from the Soul Soceity or Hollow's. I began running as fast as I could, leaning forward to catch speed. I know I should be thinking about trying to stay alive, Correct? But I wasnt. There was actually only one thing that I was thinking of. And that was about my little sister, Yachiru. Not to long ago I had put a letter on her table as she slept so that when she can wake up. She would finally know that she had a sister. . .

- - With Yachiru - -

Yochiru had just awoken from her nap. As she sat up rubbing the sleep from her eyes she saw something white on the bedside table. She took her hands away from her face and gently took the letter from the table. She opened the letter and began to read,

Dear Yachiru,

I know that you may be curious of who put this letter on your table. You dont know who I am, but I know who you are. Now dont start panicing. Ever since youve been taken in by Kenpachi Zaraki I have been watching you. Making sure that you were kept safe at all cost. Yachiru, my name is Doru. I am your sister. I always wished that I could have helped you before Zaraki had found you. But I was being chased. And currently I still am. Whenever you need me, even if it is important of not blow the whistle, I will come. I know that you would want me to meet Zaraki. Im always watching you Little Yachiru. You will always be protected.

Love your dear sister, Doru

Yachiru blinked, "I have a sister?" She asked her self, "But wait, what whistle?"

Yachiru looked around hoping to find the whistle that her long lost sister was talking about. She was just about to give up after looking under the bed, when she saw a bright red whistle on her pillow. Yochiru blinked, and grabbed the whistle holding it up. "Pretty. . ."