Hello there! Welcome to my first fan fiction – Orange Strawberries and Purple Midgets!

I hope this fan fiction will meet your standards ;*

Please enjoy and read it until the end 3

Rating: M. I need to be SUPER careful about this issue since I have the tendency to suddenly write BAD words, and I understand how some of our readers are very sensitive about this thus, the rating. Oh, and of course the heat emitted by the power of sexual tension! This will appear in later chapters, and although I said 'sexual tension' that doesn't entirely mean I'm going to write things higher than that level. I might, but that depends on your suggestions later on!

Notes: I need your understanding with regards to this matter – English is actually not my main language. So beforehand, I apologize for some grammatical flaws! (also, you could try guessing what country I'm from!)

Disclaimer: Authors seem to do this on every chapter of their stories, so I will do my piece too: I do not own Bleach! I mean, if I did, why would I even write a fanfic of my own story? X).

Okay, so enough talking. On to the story!


Orange Strawberries and Purple Midgets

The Prologue


RUKIA's POV:

A new day is born.

I groaned slightly as I flexed my arms. I stared at the window which was situated beside my bed. It was covered with curtains, but sunlight obviously peeked through it. I then directed my vision to the ceiling, which is probably the ceiling I have to get used to seeing right after I wake up in the morning.

You see, I have recently moved to this town, Karakura. This town is absolutely the best place to start a new life; it was a very peaceful place with lots of friendly people and puzzles to solve. Sure, it has lots of wild/crazy people, but hey, what kind of town doesn't?

Anyway, Karakura Town was the place the man who adopted me (or now as the legal files state, my brother) chose for me to settle in. Apparently, my big sister, who I thought had abandoned me as a child, married him. Kuchiki Byakuya was his name. Both of them were madly inlove, I could clearly see that. Why? He was the infamous Kuchiki clan's heir, and to the eyes of his relatives, she was nothing. But he married her anyway. And so, Kuchiki Byakuya breaks a rule for love.

Oh, and guess what? He has broken the rules once again by bringing me to the clan. Me, as in his wife's little sister. He had offered to bring me in prior to Hisana's death wish. Yes, Hisana's death wish. He told me Hisana died two years ago by a disease and that he promised her that he would find her little sister, Rukia. And that's how this arrangement came in two years later.

I could still recall how I lived before he found me. I was paying for my own good and studied in an all girls' school by a scholarship which I worked hard to acquire. Other than that, I had a job with a salary enough to cover my bills and other crucial things. I lived in a normal-looking apartment and I always focused on my job and my studies. Because of that, I didn't have that much friends. Not even a boyfriend as well.

'I worked so hard,' I'd think and chuckle lightly.

Also, before, I was only Rukia. I was the Rukia who haven't met either one of her parents; who thought that the only person she got left as a family abandoned her simply because she didn't care anymore. But no, Hisana wasn't like that. I remembered how my new brother told me, "Hisana used to tell me she left to find you a future. She never failed to cry whenever she said that."

And yes, she did. She did. She did find me a future.

From now on, I am Kuchiki Rukia. And this is the future she found for me.

I live in this western-inspired house with these golden doorknobs and cream-colored walls and with my assigned guardian, Rangiku Matsumoto. She came here for her part time job, which was actually summed up to two things in the job description: (1) Take care of Rukia and (2) make sure she doesn't get in to trouble.

And the reason for having a guardian? Well, of course brother adopted me and got me in to the family, but he isn't all that openly affectionate. He shows concern, but never does it surface from his stoic appearance. He comes back to Soul Society (the place where I use to stay) to manage his hotels and malls and his own clan. Kuchiki Byakuya was a busy man, always so preoccupied with the fruits of his prosperity. And I told you, he broke the rules once again by accepting me into the family. This move stirred up controversy within the clan, and they did not like that. I recalled how I heard some men from the clan complain about my existence and how it would injure the clan's noble reputation. They simply did not like the fact that a mere commoner such as I would enter the clan. But whatever the case was, brother would always end up shaking them off by his usual demeanor and the next thing you know, they'll be muttering curses while leaving his office. Oh, and even if they did complain, would it be up to them to decide anyway? No. Because they simply do not have his throne.

Anyway, Rangiku takes care of me everyday; she prepared food, clothes and filed the papers for my admission to Karakura High. Oh, and Rangiku is about my age and she made sure that I attend the same school she did, thus, Karakura High. Rangiku was a very pretty person too. She's quite the icon in Karakura High with that Strawberry blonde hair of hers and those captivating eyes, not to mention, her assets. Her presence makes guys swoon, definitely. But among those guys she could always choose from, there was only one person that could make her fall. And that man was Ichimaru Gin.

Ah, but that's another story.

I met with Rangiku's friends. They were-

Knock, knock, knock. Three gentle knocks were heard from the door.

Way to interrupt my amazing inward speech.

"Rukia!" Rangiku's familiar, motherly voice called, and it was in these moments that I felt like a daughter being woken up by her mother. "Come on out and eat breakfast!"

I eventually got up from my comfy and soft bed and headed towards the door and opened it. I was about to follow Rangiku to the kitchen when I heard a familiar tone from my room. It was from my phone.

I glanced at Rangiku, who merely smiled considerably, and directed myself back to my room. I found my phone lying in my bed, vibrating, so I picked it up and found a text message from Ishida Uryuu. Ah, this guy again. He's like, the whole school's paparazzi.

From: Ishida Uryuu

Subject: Party

Kuchiki-san, you coming to Grimmjow's party on Friday?

(END)

…Party? What party?


Ichigo's POV:

Another damn day.

That damned butler Zangetsu woke me up today. I hated mornings in Karakura, moreover if it was the morning of a weekday.

"It's time to wake up, young master," Zangetsu called from the door. I buried my face in the pillow and groaned frustratingly. "Surely Master Isshin would be frustrated if he knew you refused to get up today too."

"I don't care." I said in between groans.

"Young master, if Master Isshin knew, he'd probably call that therapist that you really hate… what was her name again…"

My eyes widened and I cocked my head to his direction and found Zangetsu smiling suspiciously.

"…Oh," He smirked. "Shihouin Yoruichi."

"You…!" I glared at him. "You wouldn't dare! You traitor!"

"Only for your well-being, young master."

A few minutes later…

'And what kind of father sends his son a freakin' therapist just because he doesn't want to wake up early in the morning?' I thought as I made my way to school.

As always, I had to fight off Zangetsu's request to send me off by the Porsche to school. Ha! As if I'd do that. Just imagine – Kurosaki Ichigo entering the school grounds with a Porsche, then an old man would get out of the driver's seat wearing a black hat, a tailcoat, white gloves and black leather shoes and open the door for me.

Too freakin' flashy. Not to mention, creepy as well.

I live in this part of Karakura. I live with the butler, Zangetsu, in that modern-looking home father built as a going-away gift. About Eight years ago, Isshin (my dad) and my two sisters, Yuzu and Karin, went off to that town called Soul Society or something. Anyway, the thing is, dad owned a hospital there and he had to stay there to manage. Yuzu and Karin also went there to continue their studies.

Anyway, it's always like this in the mornings. It's becau-

I know you want me~

You know I want 'cha! Want 'cha~

I know you want me~

You know I want 'cha! Want 'cha~

What the-? I shove my hands to my pockets to find out where the sudden ringing was coming from and finally discovered that it was from my phone. God, I swear, I'll kill the ass who set this up as my ringing tone.

"WHAT?" I replied.

"Oh, Ichigo!" a familiar voice sounded up.

Damn you, Grimmjow.

"How'd 'cha like ya new ringing tone? Pretty sweet, huh?" he laughed.

"'Sweet' you goddamn ass!" I cursed at him. "Since when did you do this?"

"Yesterday," he replied plainly. "Oh, 'neeway. We're havin' a party at Friday. Ya are invi-"

"NO THANK YOU!" I raised my voice and hung up.

Damn parties.

(End of Prologue)


Author's Note: So, so? What do you think? Is it worth the effort? Also, have you noticed that Ichigo's part is a bit short? Well, that's the beauty of it! We'll get to know more about him in the next chapters X'))).

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