This is my very first fanfic, so please don't be too harsh. I wrote this during class because these ideas were flowing into my mind so I decided to make a story. Please enjoy!

P.s.'if I write something in this' it means they're thinking it.

I DO NOT OWN BLEACH, Tite Kubo does.

Prologue

Ichigo grunted as the sunlight shone through his window hurting his eyes from the sudden change of light. He groaned in complaint and put his blanket over his head. The past week Ichigo got in more fights because the news of his orange hair spread so a lot of gangs are picking a fight with him just to tell him he should take off the dye or dye his hair.

Ichigo sighed 'if I tell them this is my natural colour then they think I take them as idiots, but if I ignore them they get pissed off and beat me up anyways.'

He ran his fingers through his orange hair in frustration. Angrily he thought about how his grades were going down because he didn't have enough time to work on it. Most of his time was spent getting beat up and recovering from his injuries.

"Arrrgg, this is all too fucking frustrating!" Ichigo growled.

"Onii-chan breakfast is ready!" Yuzu cried as she made her way up the stairs.

*Knock, knock, knock*

Slowly the door opened and Yuzu stood there.

"Ahh, onii-chan you're going to be late for school! I have your breakfast ready so you better be down soon."

"Ok, thanks Yuzu, I'll be down in a bit!" Ichigo replied under the sheets.

Closing the door she made her way back downstairs. Ichigo let out a big sigh as he got out from under the blanket.

"It won't really make a difference whether I'm late or not, all the damn teachers already hate my guts" he mumbled to himself.

Quickly getting dressed he went down, had some breakfast and left for school. He started walking until he could see the school, the bell rang but Ichigo kept walking as though he never heard the bell. Many students ran into the building trying to get to class on time. He was almost at the gate until he got pulled away into the side of the school by some guys.

Bulky and strong one of the three guys pushed him to the ground and spoke, "Hey strawberry, where'd you dye your hair?"

'Like I haven't heard that before!' Ichigo thought, if he had said that out loud it would've made the beating worse.

"Oh, so you're not going to answer me, that's cool, I'll just beat the answer out of you!"

And with that all three guys started kicking and punching Ichigo, insulting him every now and then. Ichigo could feel pain all over hit after hit, soon he felt and tasted blood. Lip bleeding, blood running down his face. He thought about fighting back but the last time he did they just hit him even harder making it worse so he decided that he'll just let them finish. He prepared himself for another hit but nothing came. He soon realized that he was so lost in thought about what to do next that he didn't notice someone had come to help him.

In front of him stood a figure, but he couldn't make out who it was because he was now dizzy from the taste of blood. When he heard the person speak he knew it was a girl, she was yelling at the guys to leave.

He heard one of the guys yell back "You got lucky this time Kurosaki, be glad we don't hit girls!"

Ichigo chuckled at their lame excuse. The girl turned around and slowly walked towards the injured boy, holding out her hand she offered to help him up, but he just lay there looking at her

Flooding his mind with questions Ichigo wondered about the girl and why she was helping him. Hearing her yell at the guys that attacked him made him smile.

'This is no ordinary girl, that's for sure'

More questions flowed in his mind, but one stood out. 'What's her name?' he wondered. Clumsily he turned on his back ignoring the pain. Beside him stood a petite girl. Slowly he looked at her feet up. She had jet-black hair, but in the lighting some parts of it looked blue. Upon her milky white face is a strand of her beautiful hair and two irresistible violet eyes that any guy would go crazy for. They looked at him with comfort and worry.

'She's one odd girl, first she stands up for me and now she worried about some orange haired freak?'

"What's your name?" Ichigo managed to ask, but flinched from the pain it caused. Her eyes sparkled with worry as he flinched but replied "Kuchiki Rukia"

'Wow even your name is beautiful' "My name is Kurosaki Ichigo and….thanks." He gushed, looking away from her trying to cover his blush. Ichigo looked up and saw that Rukia was trying to cover up her own blush. She saw Ichigo looking at her and smiled sweetly 'Is there a side of her where she doesn't look nice?' Seeing her smile, he noticed a smile of his own crept to his face.

Rukia felt her heart beat at the sight of his smile. 'He has such a genuine smile, but when he's not smiling he's frowning.' For any other person Ichigo might've considered him as an orange haired freak…well… Rukia did feel that way, but his hair wasn't the only thing that stood out for her. She found his eyes interesting, light, yet dark. But that wasn't the only thing, he also had a nice shade of peach that matched his bright, soft orange hair perfectly.

'Kuchiki Rukia…'

Ichigo managed to think as he slowly lost his conscious. Before he lost consciousness he saw Rukia kneeling down beside him, smile still on her face.

'Kurosaki Ichigo…'

Rukia thought as she knelt down and slowly placed his head on her lap.

Ok, so this is the Prologue, please tell me if you like it or not so I know if I should continue it or not. If I am to continue I can't say that I'll update every week or something, just depends how much free time I have =P. I'll try my best! I would highly appreciate it if you guys tell me what you think. Check out some of my fan drawings at deviantart(dot)com and type in my account name.

UPDATE: I HAVE THE PROLOGUE MANGA IN DEVIANTART!

-Bleachigoxrukia