This is my first fanfic, so go easy on me! Lol, it's a KaienXRukia fanfic. I just loved Kaien so I had to make something about him! :D, anyways nothing in the anime really happened, it's a whole new plot, so…don't get confused. IF u read this, u HAVE to review! Lol, enjoy!

The memories flashed in my eyes like an everlasting movie. It's like my eyes were open when they were closed. No matter how hard I tried to open I couldn't, as if my eyes were sealed with duct tape. These stupid dreams make me feel like I am in a living hell. It all flashed before me:

Fire burning every building in the town, innocent lives falling down one by one like dominoes beside already other fallen lives. An unstoppable war breaking out everywhere. Katanas banged against each other like thunder. I watched, helplessly as all my comrades and citizens died, dropping one by one like flies. So suddenly I got picked up by the neck. A man, the size of a building to my little eyes was holding me. He scoffed at my face, "Ha, little baby lost its mommy?" he said, his voice rough like sandpaper. It scratched at my heart. Like a flash of lighting a sword struck his back and he fell down with a thump.

Suddenly I was being carried by a woman. For some reason tears were streaming down my face like a river. "Daddy..." I whispered in her chest.

She shushed me and she kept running, it felt like a bumpy ride. She was being knocked down by fellow solders. The glazing fire was burning against my pale skin. The girl was none other than my mother. "Where's daddy...?" I cried. She said nothing as she ran to get out of the town. Then all of a sudden a man with scars all over his face that was drooling blood was in front of us. I clutched my mother harder.

His sword drew nearer and nearer until it struck her right in her stomach.

She fell down near other solders.

I screamed and lost control of myself. I ran toward the scarred man and punched, kicked, and did everything to at least wound the man. Nothing happened. He scoffed and picked me up, "Was that your mother?" All I could do was weep, nothing else. I felt useless. Pathetic. Asking myself what my point in the world was. He laughed in front of my face. Soon the same fate as my mother was going to happen. I closed my eyes so at least I didn't have to see it. His katana was inches away from my face when like a flash a sword struck through his stomach. His eyes widened and he fell to the ground like a collapsed building.

Now another woman was in front of me, crying as i was. She picked me up and began to run.

I started to cough due to the smoke from flames. Ash was covering my face, my white skin. As she ran my black hair tickled my forehead. She was mumbling something that I could not understand, my was crying too loud. A prayer maybe?

The day was so vivid; I remembered every cloud in the sky. Every person who unfairly got their life taken away on that horrid night. The woman held me tighter and we passed a sign saying that we were leaving the town. Suddenly all the violence was gone, as was my mother and father. I screamed, letting out everything I was feeling.

Thank god, my eyes opened. That nightmare was my life eleven years ago. My name is Kaien Shiba son of the great captain Kiyoshi Shiba. I noticed that I was as wet as I would be if I walked out of the ocean. Sweat probably. The clock read 6:35 a.m. I cursed under my breath. This wouldn't be the first time I had that dream. The woman carrying me was my mother's sister, my aunt. Back then she was merely 26, I owe her my life for saving it. At that time she barged in, worried of course. "What's wrong?" she asked. I sighed, "Nothing but a nightmare, don't worry yourself." I am a seventeen year old boy, feeling like I am a kid living in a grown up world. What is my place? What is the point? All that I loved dearly is gone, what's the point anymore? Maybe I don't know, but everyone else thinks they do. They believe I should take the place of my father, which i find highly impossible. He was the leader of our soldiers. Which, in Japan, use swords, techniques, and everything they can to win. "Is it...that nightmare again?" She said, knowing my flashbacks that happen when I'm asleep. "...it might or might not, did I not tell you to not worry yourself, Megumi?"

"I am your replacement mother, I must worry, please tell me." I rolled my black eyes and faced her. Her black hair that reached her mid-back was messy. Her pale skin was nearly invisible in the dark, her bangs also tangled. Gray bags were under her eyes. "You are tired, go to bed. I can take care of myself." "If you insist, have a goodnight Kaien. I love you," she left the outside the door and went across the hall. I put my hands under my head, lied down, and starred at the ceiling. Wars. I hate them as much I do my life. My closet was open, allowing me to see the retched traditional robe I would have to wear once I become a soldier or captain. My father was captain. There are three levels, trainee, soldier, captain. Apparently it was my "destiny" to become a soldier. Everyone outside greeted me as "Kaien-sama". I hated that. I wish I could be called "Kaien-kun" or something. The last thing I wanted to be was honored as soon as I left the door. You might think that silly, I do not. I don't want to be a soldier. I wanted to be a normal kid. Unfortunately I take a school to be a soldier. I am a trainee. Speaking of school, I had it the next morning. I thought I should sleep about now. I closed my eyes, hoping actually not to fall asleep fearing I would have that accursed dream once more. I bit my bottom lip, my eyes squeezed shut. I wish I could go to normal school and get a regular education. Even though I am referred to as a "genius boy" I wanted to finish my senior year. I skipped a grade back when I was little, hence the "genius" remark.

I tried to sleep, but I couldn't. And before long, it was 7:30 a.m. My God! Do I have Insomnia or something?

Before long a miracle of God happened and I fell asleep, but just a half hour later my alarm clock sounded. Well, that's what I call it; it was actually Megumi waking me up. "What?" I said with a bitter tone as I sat up. "I wish I could let you sleep, but you have school, get up." she said with an apologetic face. I groaned and got up and put on my traditional Japanese uniform that I must wear to this hated school. Once I brushed my hair and teeth I walked to the front door.

"Try to enjoy it, Kaien, have fun!" Megumi called after me as I made no comment back and walked out the door.

"Good morning Kaien-sama!" said to me as I walked by her. She was my neighbor; she also owned a market by our house. I sighed; of course it was "sama" instead of "kun". "Good morning Mrs. Shinji..." I replied back. I started running toward school; I was going to be late. As much as I detested it, I was still one of the best students and I could not be late. As I ran many people shouted good morning to me, I rolled my eyes.

I finally reached it, school. I walked in, went to my class, and sat down in my usual seat: the one beside the window on the right side of the room. I wasn't really friends with anyone, though there was one person I was closest to. Not exactly my "friend" or my "enemy". I didn't hate him, though I didn't consider him a friend. His name: Ichigo Kurosaki