Legal Bla's: Characters belong to Tite Kubo. Story line is mine...

Mizu's Say: I know, I know...why am I posting another story when I should be updating the other ones? Well, this idea was bothering me so I decided to take a rest from my other stories and give this one a shot. I hope you guys enjoy it and let me know what you think.

I'm planning on making it some sort of horror fic, but I don't think I'm good at writing scary stuff...we'll see...

File #1-Under The Moonlight

The little girl now walking down the golden-stricken sidewalk was humming happily a tune she made up in her head. Usually walking alone through this path was scary, and she would never venture to do so alone, but this time it was alright. It was alright because of the person that was walking next to her, his hands stuffed deep into his pockets and a scary frown adorning his face. The orange sunset reflected almost blindingly on his hair, causing her eyes to wander from the path before her to the glowing mane-then she would trip and he would catch her wrist, preventing her from falling

"Are you alright?"-he would ask her, the scowl never leaving his face. The girl would nod, her eyes staring guiltily at him. He would nod back and continue walking, the girl slightly trotting to keep up with his long strides.

Suddenly, as the sun said its good bye and gave way to the silver light of the moon, the wind picked up rather fiercely, causing the small girl to hold on to her skirt. The guy next to her stopped, looked around, then looked down at her

"What is it?"-he asked, noticing the girl's shacking frame. The blonde child gulped and shook her head, her eyes wide against the warm wind. She gasped as she felt a warm hand touch hers, and saw the guys amber pools look into her green ones, a small smirk on his lips

Kurosaki Ichigo

"Don't worry, I won't let anything hurt you"-he assured her as he walked next to her, her small hands engulfed into his large ones. But even as she felt a wave of protection surround her, she couldn't help her body from shivering, although the wind was warm and humid. Heavy and constricting, as if it was trying to suffocate her, though her breath had left her long ago.

They continued walking, until the small girl suddenly stopped, her hands cold and clammy against the warmth of the other's hand. The orange-haired guy turned to look at her and found her looking around frantically

"We, we…we need to get out of here"-she stuttered, her words shaky. The youngster's face frowned

"What?"-

Kuchiki Rukia

"We need to leave, now, we need to…"- the words she was about to utter never found there way out as they were abruptly cut from the surprise of what her eyes saw. Behind the boy that had so nicely accompanied her, there was the monster, looking for her, again. It was forming through a heavy mist in the air, and its red eyes were staring menacingly and hungrily at her. Her lips parted in a silent scream, and the boy knelt before her, holding her shoulders

"Oi, what is it? What's wrong with you? Hey"-he was shaking her, trying to get an answer. She wasn't looking at him, and her green eyes were faded. The monster behind him stepped out of the mist, reveling it's serpent like body and its terrible white mask. One of its hands raised and lunged at the boy's back

"NOOOOOO!!!!"-she screamed and pushed the boy to the said, causing him to stumble and hit his head against a pole on the side of the street. The monster let out an angry cry and lunged towards the small girl, and all she could do was hide herself behind her arms

In

His eyes opened slightly, narrowing against the pain throbbing on his head. Blood was dripping from his brow and a low grunt escaped his throat as he tried to move, but found that he couldn't. He was slouched against the street pole, and the only light available was that of the faint pole light over him and the bright full moon.

"Hey…little girl"-he called out weakly, his voice hoarse. His blurry vision made out a large serpent like figure, and in front of the monster was the little girl, crouching in fear.

What made his eyes narrow, searching for recognition, was the slim figure standing between the monster and the small girl.

All he could make out was that it was a woman. She was wearing black boots that reached her thighs and a black skirt, which was swaying gently with the wind. Around her waist was a thick white sash, which ended on a bow on her back. She was also wearing a black leather corset-like blouse, and she had something strapped on her back. But what really caught his attention was what she was holding on her glove-covered hands.

It was a sword. It was long and it was pure white. The moon glistened against its white blade, causing him to narrow his eyes more against the light it emitted. He also noticed that everything around him seemed to be slightly white and very cold. The breath that left his mouth escaped in a white ethereal fog.

The girl before him lowered her blade more into the monster's skull, causing it to writher and scream in pain. It shot up, ready to leave, but the girl slightly and gracefully bent her legs and swung her blade. In his dazed and confused state, he could hear her soft voice

First dance, Tsukishirou

The Hunted

A white circle surrounded the monster, and in a second, it was incased within the thick ice. She thrusted her blade into the wall, causing it to crumble, the monster disappearing along with the ice. She stood straight and sheathed her sword on her back, the light of the moon reflecting on its blade.

The dim light of the pole over his head blinked several times before it gave out, leaving him in darkness. The girl walked up to the smaller girl who was sitting on the ground, shaking with sobs. The raven-haired woman bent down and caressed the girl's hair, which calmed the girl. The woman stood and walked over to him, her features hidden by the shadows

"How is he?"-she heard her ask, and only then did he notice another girl next to him, wearing the same clothes, only her sash was a different color, pink, and she had no sword on her back. Even through the darkness, he could see the auburn color of her hair

"He's alright; it was only a minor hit on the head. I can fix him up"-the girls voice was soft and slightly higher that the other. He noticed the girl before him sigh

"Good. I'll take care of the girl"-he saw her unsheathe her white sword again. He wanted to yell at her, to tell her to leave the girl alone. As if noticing his preoccupation, the girl next to him placed a hand on his bruise, and immediately he felt something warm take over him. His eyes were closing against his will and his head was slumping forward, but he also noticed the throbbing pain disappear

"Don't worry"-she whispered to him "That little girl will go somewhere safe now. She's safe, thanks to you"-

Before his eyes gave away to the exhaustion, he saw the raven-haired girl press her hilt on the girl's forehead. A white light surrounded her and, what was the little girl he used to walk with almost every day, now was a small bright light, reaching towards the heavens and disappearing within the silver trails of moonlight

The girl's dark violet eyes turned to his, and his world went black.

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