I DON'T OWN BLEACH!
BLAM
A hard body with a tiny leg pushing it, slammed against grey asphalt. "What the… you come here stomping Lil' Yama in the face, and order us out like we're dogs?" A chubby, enraged teen barked, and his gang behind him joined. "You crazy punk?" "Got a death wish?" "Speak!"
"Say something!" The leader charged forward, and a small fist met his face. "You-" With a single punch, a tooth was sent flying. "Lord Buddha!" His underlings cried out. "This is messed up… Real messed up… That's one bloodthirsty midget!" The rest trembled in fear. "That small fry's a total stone-cold psycho! Mess with her, and she'll kill you!"
"Shut up!" Another person was forced onto the cold ground. "All of you bitches look at that!" A small finger pointed in a direction of a small, broken, glass bottle. Water spread everywhere, and a single flower was swimming in the formed puddle.
"Question time! You, smelly looking dude over there!" The midget pointed at one of the standing teens, and asked. "What the hell is that?" The person hesitated to say something, but forced out an answer. "A-An offering to some dead kid?" With a single, swift move, the teen's last breath was extracted. "Check out the brain on smelly one!"
As the still body fell to the ground, the offender turned slowly. "Question two…" A deadly glare was shot at the last person still standing. "Why is the vase… Lying on its side?" With a quiet voice, the last answer was formed. "T-That's because… We knocked it over while skateboarding?" Each word faded away into silence. "Is that so…"
A brief moment of excruciating silence passed, and it was broken by the girl's words. "Now you better apologise, or next time the flowers will be for you!" All gang screamed, and pulled each other up. They zoomed away apologising. "We're sorry! We're sorry!"
With a sigh, the girl turned to the vase to pick it up. "I don't think they'll be coming back." She said, as if talking to someone who's not there. "What they did to those flowers wasn't nice, I'll bring you fresh one's soon!" She smiled, placing a Lily flower back in the broken bottle.
"Thank you!" A faint voice rang in her ears, and she smiled. "It's okay! Now, pass on in peace!" The girl stood up, and began walking in the direction of her home. Silky, black hair waved in the wind. Coming to a close with door, the teen knocked on it gently before entering. "I'm home-" "You're late!" She was rudely interrupted by a tall man. "I'm sorry brother. It will never happen again."
The girl started to walk up the stairs, when once again she was interrupted. "You weren't fighting again, were you?" Her brother asked, staring with icy, grey eyes. The girl shook her head from side to side in denial. "'Of course not, brother. I gave that up a long time ago!" She lied. "Your school reports stated differently." She turned back around, and continued to walk to her room, afraid to say something wrong and be punished. But it didn't matter either way. "Go to your room, and do not leave it until I say so, understood, Rukia?" The raven head frowned, but complied. "Understood, brother Byakuya."
Now in her room, all locked up for the night, Rukia stared in her mirror. Large, violet pools stared back at her. She removed her school uniform from her petite, slender body, and lazily threw it on her chair nearby. Now that she's locked up, she sees no use in dressing up prestige, just to impress her high class brother. She hated wearing fancy clothes. Rukia walked up to her closet, and pulled out a bag that was hidden in a dark corner. The petite teen hid casual clothes in there, whenever she was home alone she would wear them. Only like this she could feel like herself. Day in and day out, the poor raven head is being locked up in her room for committing minor mistakes. She is expected to act as an heir to the well-known Kuchiki family. Rukia absolutely detests deceiving herself like so.
With a thud, Rukia fell in her large bed. She rummaged through her bag, and pulled out a grey, baggy t-shirt with the famous Chappy the Bunny image on front. She pulled it on and searched for her pink shorts. Quietly, she put the bag back in the closet, and jumped in her large bed, gazing out the closed window. Rukia liked her life, it was fun, but at times she felt too restricted.
Sometimes I wish something new would happen… Something out of the ordinary… Something…
Her thoughts were interrupted by an elegant, black butterfly. She stared at it in awe, and noticed her window was open which shocked her. But when she turned back to face the butterfly, instead she saw a tall, dark figure in the centre of her dim room. "Holy shit!" She exclaimed, and a manly voice met her ears. "It's near…" She kept on calling out to the figure, but it didn't answer her. "Hey! Answer me!" Instead, it pulled off a sword of its back. It was large and knife like. Rukia quickly backed away and pressed her back against a wall. "You're not slicing me up!" The figure ignored her and explored the room.
The raven head has had about enough, and she decided to take matters in her own hands. "I said, hey!" She jumped at the figure in her room, and kicked it off its balance. She turned on the light to reveal a tall teen, with bright orange hair, wearing a black kimono, armed with a long and thick sword. She pointed at the teen who stared back at her with large brown eyes. "If you think you're a burglar, you're not a very good one! For starters you shouldn't talk to yourself like that!"
By now Rukia noticed that the orange head won't hurt her. If he wanted to, he could've attacked her by now. He had plenty of chances, so she let him speak. "Y-You…" The teen spoke shakily, clearly confused. "You're telling me… You can actually see me?" He questioned the midget, who threw a sharp answer at him immediately. "No, I was practising karate in my sleep!" Seeing as the teen didn't respond, she tried a softer approach. "Well, considering it was my foot I just planted up your ass. You tell me."
Rukia watched the teen pull himself up, leaning for support on his zanpakutou. "How weird." He started. "Normal humans can't see me. You must be defected in some way." The orange head leaned down to study the short girl. He grabbed her cheeks, and pulled on them. Rukia squealed, and slapped his hands away. "I'll show you defective!" She ran at the teen to attack him, but he grabbed her hands and threw her on the ground.
"Who the hell are you?" She asked rudely, laying on the floor before the orange head. The teen stood with his back to Rukia, and slowly turned his head to face her. "You want to know?" After a small pause, he spoke up. "I am a soul reaper."
Soul-what?
"Like Grim Reaper?" Joked Rukia, but the shingami didn't understand what she meant. "Grim-who?" He questioned, but the Kuchiki girl didn't bother to explain. She shook her head, and the shinigami started talking once again. "I am a Shinigami. I come from a place known as the Soul Society with a mission to reap Hollows, the bad type of souls, and perform konso, or soul burial on pure souls. You follow me?" Although the shinigami tried to explain himself as clearly as possible, Rukia just couldn't believe him and his sudden story.
"So you're something called a soul reaper, sent from somewhere called the Soul Society, on a mission to kill bad ghosts and purify good ghosts?" While the raven head was talking, the orange head nodded and mumbled 'mhm' under his breaths in approval. "That sounds pretty believable to me…" Rukia smiled annoyed. "Along with flying pigs and a tooth fairy!" She flipped a table out of anger, shocking the teen sitting right opposite of her. "Well why wouldn't you? You see me, don't you?" He asked Rukia who unwillingly agreed. "I admit that you're not a human, or an ordinary ghost. But your story sounds too extreme to be believable to me."
The robed man crossed his arms and sighed. "Well that's not good." Seeing as he was getting quite comfortable in her room, Rukia asked. "What are you doing here anyways?" The teen stared out of the window, and answered. "I am after a hollow, but something is messing with my senses. Because of that I came to investigate, and I ended up here." His words worried the girl. "What?" She exclaimed loudly. "You're telling me that one of those Hollow-whatever things are out there?" The soul reaper nodded. "But I can't seem to find it anywhere."
At that moment Rukia heard a loud growl.
W-What?
"W-What was that?" She questioned quickly. "What was what" Asked the teen. "What the hell are you talking about? Don't fuck with me!" Rukia viciously jumped at the robed man. "H-Hey! Get off me!" The shinigami struggled to get the midget off him, but she wouldn't let go of him. The teen sighed and brought his index and middle finger to his lips. "Bakudo, number 1… SAI!" He swiftly moved his hands across his face, and continued until they're extended. This action caused Rukia to freeze. She suddenly felt a great force pulling her hands restrained behind her back.
What's going on?
"What did you do to me?" She spat, full of rage. "I used what's called a binding spell against you." He watched Rukia struggle to get free under his legs. "Struggling is futile, you'll only damage your soul." He snickered. While the soul reaper was chuckling, Rukia once again heard the loud demonic cry ring through her ears. "There it was again!" She shouted. "Don't tell me you didn't just hear that growl!" The orange head lifted his brow. "What growl-"
The robed man was cut off by an enormous spiritual pressure pouring on top of him, making his mind dizzy. "W-What is this?" He suddenly jumped up, scaring Rukia. "What is happening?" She asked, still struggling to undo the spell. "It must be the hollow!" The man shouted. "This spiritual pressure is strong, how did I not feel it before?"
"Aaargh!" A loud voice screamed for help downstairs. Rukia recognised it right away. "Ni-San!" (Big Brother) The orange head zoomed downstairs and Rukia struggled to follow him. She managed to get up, and slip down the stairs, falling below the feet of the shinigami. "What are you doing? Stay back!" He ordered, but once the raven head saw her brother be strangled by a massive hollow, she struggled harder and harder to brake free.
"Nnhh!" She kept pushing her restrained hands outwards, while the robed man kept telling her off. "Stop it! You'll only damage your soul!" His words were ignored by the struggling teen. "No ordinary human has ever broken free of kido-" He was cut off by a bright flash of light. The sound of shattering glass filled his ears. The shinigami was blinded for a second. Rukia was finally free. She didn't waste a second, and charged at the hollow in front of her. "Stop!" The shinigami called out, but his words were once again ignored.
"Hey you, ugly one!" She called out to the hollow. "Why don't you take me instead?" The hollow growled, and threw his unoccupied hand at Rukia, who stood still, paralyzed. Her words were strong, but she wasn't ready to face a monster. At the last minute, she closed her eyes, and waited patiently for the blow. But it never came.
SLASH
A blood gushing sound was head, and something cold ran down Rukia's pale face. She slowly opened her eyes to see the orange haired teen be squeezed by the claw, nails digging in his skin. His zanpakutou was drawn, and ready to slash. "You… fool!" The shinigami spoke in hoarse voice. "Did you think that by giving yourself to it, it would all be over?" He peeked over his shoulder to look at Rukia with bloody eyes. "One soul will not satisfy them! They will come back lurking for more!"He gripped his sword's handle, and dragged it across the Hollow's claw, causing the beast to let go of him.
"D-Do you.. Want to save your family?" The shinigami managed to crawl away, while the Hollow growled in rested against the ruins of the Kurosaki manor. "O-Of course I do! Is there a way?" Rukia watched the teen struggle to sit up right. "T-Then you must become a shinigami yourself…" Brown eyes stared deeply into Purple pools. "H-How do I do that?" Questioned the midget. "We're running out of time, but…" He slowly raised his zanpakutou, and the tip of his blade faced her heart. "You must ram this zanpakutou through your heart. It might not work, but it's the only way…"
A long pause passed until Rukia finally resolved. "Then give me that sword, soul reaper." She said with a smile, and this time, the robed man smiled back. "My name is Kurosaki Ichigo." "And my name is Kuchiki Rukia." Right after they exchanged their names, Ichigo pushed his zanpakutou through Rukia's flesh, piercing her heart.
SLASH
At that moment, bright flash filled the dim road. A small, black silhouette shined through the smoke. Ichigo laid on the freezing floor, now robed in white. He stared at his hands in shock. "What? How did this happen?" He questioned himself. "I was only meant to give her half of my power, but she nearly drained it all!" He watched Rukia stand tall and bravely. "I've never heard of a human who could interfere with soulreaper's senses. I've never seen a human break free of a kidou spell. And I have never seen a shinigami weald such a beautiful zanpakutou!"
"Hey, let's have some fun shall we?" In a strong tone, Rukia smirked at the Hollow, and swiftly dashed towards it. She instinctively pulled out a beautiful, long, white zanpakutou. Ichigo watched her as she skilfully slayed the beast, rescuing her unconscious brother. As he fell to the ground Rukia swiftly caught him, falling onto her now weak knees. "Brother! Are you okay? A-Are you… all right…" Each word she spoke was weaker and quieter. The raven head was losing her consciousness. She blacked out with Byakuya in her lap, leaving Ichigo to take care of this situation.
