Author's note: I am basing this story on a fan art I saw. I don't own the fan art or do I know who created. If do you know who made it please let me know.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach, cause if I did Orihime and Ichigo would a couple by now.
It is the late 1568 in Japan and warlords fight against each other to unite the land. In central Japan two major warlords fight for control. For almost two decades they have been conquering land and making allies with others getting for a showdown with the one another. Both were the two most powerful warlords in all of Japan. The winner will be the one to unite the land. The two warlords are Lord Sosuke Aizen and Lord Shinta Inoue. Aizen had rose to power by overthrowing his previous lord and putting him in exile. Shinta had inherited his position form his father and his family had been in control of Karakura region for generations. But a few years ago, Shinta Inoue and his wife suddenly died of an unknown illness leaving his son Sora to lead. About a year ago Sora was killed during a battle leaving his younger sister Orihime as the sole heir. She is the last of the Inoue bloodline.
Orihime was shocked by the sudden deaths of her parents and her brother. She had little training in combat and was still learning how rule the country. Her brother was the one mostly educated to rule. She had the support of her father's vassals, so the keeping her father's together was not a problem. She wore pink and white kimono as look at the mid-day sky from the baloney of Karakura Castle. She though to herself that there had to be a samurai out there to help her fulfill her father and brother's goal of uniting the land under the Inoue banner as her orange hair blew in the wind.
He walked down a road not really caring where he was going because he just goes where the wind tells him. His orange hair made him stick out like a sore thumb, but he didn't care he liked the hair he was born with. He wore a black samurai robe with a white kimono under the robe. He had his sword, Tensa Zangetsu, at his side and it never let him down before. He had been a wander for about two years now. He as traveled around he would protect people from bandits and other heroic deeds. He felt like he to protect people as that was his purpose in life. He stopped at teahouse on the road and had a meal. As he was leaving, he asked the owner what region was ahead. The owner said Karakura and the samurai though what lied ahead of him. As about he exit the teahouse the owner asked "What your name dear boy?" The samurai replied "Ichigo Kurosaki."
I am making this up as I go so it will take me awhile to update.
Please leave honest reviews as this my first fanfic. Writing is one of my weakness so please let know if is anything I can improve on.