Chapter 1: A Dream

"No! Ichigo!"

"Just let me face them! I can't let you die over something you didn't do!,"he said intently.

The sound of swords suddenly in the air, accompanied by the sound, and feeling, of a broken heart beat that just kept getting worse and everything stopped and was getting serious.

"Kurosaki, Ichigo! You dare challenge me? Over only the life of her?," said the other man with a crude, old, yet trained voice.

"Yes, I do challenge you!"

Again with that familiar, yet unrecognizable voice. She didn't know how, but this seemed almost as if there was a mix of anger, unknowingness, and something else she didn't expect to hear...fear.

"Then we fight to the death!"

She tried to move and stop this, whatever it was, only to be restrained by arms and her own guilt alongwith them. Something happened. Something burdened her with for some reason, she couln't fuigure out what it was she did wrong.

After the fight began she was going to happen. Something painful and regretful. But little did she know that that mistake would lead her to what would be to come.

"Bankai!," followed by a giant deep red flame.

"Ichigo, stop! Don't do this! Please! I don't want you to die because of me." She could feel the thick, salty tears streaming down her face from her eyes. But as she started saying this there was suddenly a hand to the side of her neck and was compelled to a thick, rusty, pinfull hated this. It killed her to do stay bak and watch, never doing anything about it. Absolutley nothing.

Then with a sound that was all too horrifying, the slash of the sword to the red heads side and then strait through his chest. That was it. The terrifying, voulguer, shell of a ma, just lying there at the mercey of the older man's sword. Bood all over the ground. That's all that she could see. The body. The eyes. The seeping blood.

"Ichigo!" was all she could say. The shock of it all was too great. She ran out of the other people's arms and approached the lying ma,whispering something incoherently, she gave him everything she had. Everything.

"NO!" she shoutedwhile flailing around and struggling to raise out of the bed.

It was WAY too real, she thought to herself. She should've been used to this by now. That dream. The one she'd been having for months now. Ever since she saw him. That red hair and chocolate brown eyes. She wanted to remember that moment as one full of pain. A moment she wasn't sure was for good or bad, but where everything would fall into place.

*January 3rd,2011*

An ambulance was rushed to the Kuchiki wass a nerse at the time and was there to assist in the treatment with a ounctured lung and a gunshot wound to the chest.

When the name was said she stopped mid-hallway, but it wasn't untill she saw those big,brown eyes connect with her's. Thats when everything stopped. The movment. The flow. Time. It was all too scarey. The feeling that this happened once before. The anger and sadness welling up in her chest suddenly burst open. All of the unfamilliar memories nd feelings came out. Threatening her existance, and her currently conscies state. she hadn't even realizedthe ters streaming her face with no liesure of restraint.

What was it about him? That horrifying, revealing face. Nothing can bring her to tears. Nothing could break through those walls. Nothing. nobody. Anybody.

She realized that it was only five o'clock in the had just gotten off work two hours needed sleep. Somewhere along the line this had become a nightly routine for she did was adjust her position on her bed in her appartment, and drifted into a long, dreamless sleep. Those were her favorite.

A/N Sooooooo...YAY! ^.^ i finally did it! Okay lol a little too exited over it...:)