Everlasting Flames
By Reidyn
Summary: A new Japanese pop star has risen from among the masses of Japan and is on her way to achieving ultimate success…until her life is tragically cut short by a hollow. Now Youhna finds herself in the Soul Society where she is forced to go to the academy for soul reapers and may be on the road to becoming a captain.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Bleach that belongs to Tite Kubo. My only characters are Youhna, Kai, Nakazumi, Damien, and Akira for now that is…
Chapter 1: Death's Lullaby
The stage lights automatically came on, illuminating the stage under the night time sky.
"Wow! Nakazumi really knew what she was talking about when she envisioned the concert under the stars." Youhna said, leaning on her boyfriend who was also admiring the background.
"We're lucky it's a clear night."
The Japanese pop singer shook her head at her drummer. "For once Damien, can you please try not to jinx us before the performance?"
"Nope, trying is overrated."
A woman with a headphone set suddenly entered the room.
"Alright everyone places!"
Youhna stole a quick kiss from her boyfriend before running to her appropriate spot. "Wish me luck!"
The platform that the singer stood on slowly rose to the surface of the stage, where her thousands of fans cheered for her.
Youhna stood in the middle of the stage with a short white dress that stopped at her knees along with some glittery fingerless gloves and waited for the song to begin. The tempo was slow and full of wonder.
"Wake up, this can't be real. I feel a breeze around me and yet the water's still. Stars twinkle in the abyss above. Maybe they'll show me my true love. On the ground lays my only charm. My sakura-"
A sudden pain irrupted in her chest, knocking her back five feet and sent her sliding across the floor of the stage. The audience gasped as they watched a pool of blood form around the popular singer. Damien was the first one at her side followed by Nakazumi and finally her boyfriend Kai. Damien turned the girl over only to meet her lifeless gaze now facing the heavens. Despite the obvious fact that his best friend was gone, he tried to wake the girl up from gently shaking her to desperately shaking her shoulders so hard that her head repeatedly hit the stage floor.
"Stop," Nakazumi ordered quietly. "There's nothing we can do she's gone."
"We don't know that!" Kai demanded, getting ready to uselessly shake the corpse. Nakazumi pointed at the wound on the girl's chest.
"Whatever hit her made sure she wouldn't survive." The manager placed a finger through the wound, touching the floor. "She's skewered. My only question is what the heck did this and why?"
Author's Note: Okay, the first chap's way too small for my liking, but I get my point across. Maybe I should've made it a prologue…
