AN: Heya nice to meet you. This is my first fick so please do not be too harsh. This story just jumped up this morning and bit me. So I could not resist. As my friends know I do not usually right unless it was a assignment by the teacher in school. So now I am here my first year after school and I woke up with this. I was expecting a hangover. Lol.
Well enough of my babbling off to the story.
Oh yeh I do not own Bleach only the nonsense I come up with.
Rated T just in case.
Shiro
Ichigo
Normal
Just By Chance
Today I am sitting in front of a grave. This grave signals that I am released from the clutches of my abusive parents. The day that the police found me, they told me about my parent's accident. I was stunned I could not believe it… I... was… Free!
They kept me locked in the basement and when they needed me to portray the happy family image or to kick me around after a bad day at work they would let me out.
It was not like this in the beginning. They cared in the beginning, then my brother died, they blamed it on me and started treating me like a dog and a punching bag. I tried to run away once and they made shore to beat me so badly I could not walk for a long time. So yeh I had to take their beating and just stand by while my life rotted away. I took my eyes off of him for two seconds
And he ran over the rode and was hit by a drunk driver. I was only nine and yet it ended up being my responsibility to look after my four year old brother, their fevered between the two of us, and then out of no were… he died in the hospital the next day. He had severe internal bleeding.
I was never seen in a good eye with my skin as white as snow and with eyes that are black and gold. They hated my eyes, I was too deferent. I always stood out, attracted too much attention. Yet there was one person that never treated me as a monster or as someone deferent. He treated me as an equal. I will never forget my Ichi. He is the one person that kept me going.
I cannot believe what the teacher did! Did she really have to give us so much homework the day before a test and I her own subject as well.
I can't believe… Is that who I think it is?
It can't be his parents told me he died when we were nine. I cried for days after that and yet… I am standing behind him. It is him there is no mistake. He does not even notice.
"Shiro?"
While in his musings Shiro did not notice the person walking up to him until he spoke…
Shiro slowly turned around to a voice that he remembers as good as his own. It scared him to think this person is standing behind him.
Ichigo could still not believe his eyes. Here in front of him is a person that he believed to be dead for over seven years and yet here he is in front of him. Like a ghost from the past coming back to haunt him all over again.
"Shiro is that really you?"
Yeh it's really me why would ya ask such a thing?"
"Well your parents told me you were dead. Even the school was told you were killed in a accident with your brother."
"Tigh, I'm not surprised that they would say that. I died to them the day my brother was killed"
AN: That's all for now. I hope you liked it. I am busy working on the next chapter. So do not worry I will be updating soon.
