Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, just the characters i created in this fanfic.

It was sunny today. Too sunny for my liking. You can't hide in the sun. Enemies can easily spot you and I couldn't let that happen. If I was found I was dead...or worse. I scanned the area for enemies and found none. Good. At least I could go to the grocery shop without having to look behind my back all the time. I usually wouldn't go out at this time, but today I had no choice. I was running out of food so I needed to go and buy some. I headed to the grocery shop and went inside. An old lady -probably the shop keeper- greeted me with a smile. I took a cart and went to get everything that I needed. It was pretty empty for a Friday morning. I was quick with my shopping not wanting to waste much time here. As I was reaching for a box of milk a little girl with black hair in pigtails bumped into me.

''I am so sorry please forgive me I wasn't paying attention, are you alright miss?''

''Whoa calm down little girl its okay no harm done. Are you okay?'' I asked her.

''Y-yes I am fine. I am sorry for bumping into you like that. W-well excuse me but I have to go, bye bye miss.'' she said and run off. Aaa okay...I grabbed a box of milk and I was about to turn and leave when I stepped on to something. A pink wallet was lying on the floor.

''Oh shit. She dropped her wallet. Perfect!'' I bent down to pick it up and examined it. There was a card with an address of 'Urahara's candy shop' written on it.

''Urahara's candy shop huh?''Did she work there? Naah she probably wasn't even a junior high school student yet. Her father then? Most likely...or maybe it was just her favorite candy shop. Yeah that must be it. Anyway why do I care? It's not like I'm going to return this to her, am I?

''Damn...why do I have to be such a good person?''I muttered. Then a thought hit me. I looked around. No sight of her. How on earth did she pay for the stuff she got if she dropped her wallet? I went to the old lady.'' Excuse me, did you see a little girl with black hair in pigtails?''

''Oh do you mean Ururu?''so that was her name.

''She just left. She didn't have her wallet with her but I let her go anyway because she's such a good girl, I am sure she will pay for it next time. ...Do you want some candy, sweetheart?''offered the old lady.

''No, thank you . Do you know were she lives? I found her wallet lying over there. Perhaps you could give it to her?'' Oh please please say yes! I didn't want to go through the trouble.

''I could but I don't know when she will come back or where she lives exactly and I am sure she will need her wallet. Would you be so kind as to return this to her, dear? I know she works at Urahara's candy shop. Its not that far away, you can take the bus and go.''she said. Damn. So there is no escape.'' Isn't she a bit young to be working? I mean she looked like she goes to middle school.'' I asked. It was really weird.'' Ururu is not really working there. More like helping around. I think Mr. Urahara is her guardian or something. So will you take the wallet back to her for me please? You found it after all.''she said. I sighed. Perfect.

''Okay. I will.''

After paying for my stuff, I decided to first go home to drop them and then go to the candy shop. When I reached my house, I unlocked the door and went inside. I headed towards the kitchen and put the groceries away.'What time is it?' I wondered. I looked at my watch. 6:18. Okay I have enough time for a quick shower. I went to the bathroom, put the shower on hot, took off my clothes and stepped into it. I felt the comfort of the warm water from the shower make contact with my skin. I tried to think about anything else except from my problems.

The enemies i had, the killers sent out to kill me, my powers..god the powers that were bound to get me killed. Why couldn't I be normal like everyone else?As I finished my shower, I stepped out, dried myself with a towel and looked myself in the mirror. The thing that stands out more on my body is..well, my dragon tattoo on my back. Of course its was not something I choose to do. It was part of my powers.

Now you are probably wondering what I mean by that. Well, when I was thirteen years old some girls at school were hitting me and calling me names when suddenly I got so angry and.. transformed into a dragon. Yeah. A freaking green dragon! I almost killed the poor girls. Sure they were hitting me and stuff but they didn't deserved it. The good thing is that nobody believed them when they told what happened. When I transformed back to myself my tattoo was there along with a sword, that had a dragon engraved on it(it was on the floor) When my parents found out they explained everything to me. They told me that I inherited my powers from my grandmother who was dead. They also told me that I had two forms. The dragon one and another which looked more like a human but I couldn't use it yet. My powers had to mature first (And they still hadn't).

I could transform into a dragon whenever I wanted to just by calling my sword's name. It was similar to a Shinigami's zampakuto. Yeah. I knew all about them and the Soul Society too. After they finished explaining, my parents tried to use my powers for their own personal gain. I was shocked at first but then again i never had a good relationship with them. After that I left home and I've been living alone since then. My parents, of course, had sent out people to find me and bring me back or if they couldn't catch me... kill me. It's been 6 years now. Time really does fly by.

I looked into the mirror again. My once short wavy red hair were now reaching my lower back and were a bit messy. I reached for my brush and tried to straighten them a bit. Key word-tried. I sighed. Then my attention was caught by my green eyes. So many emotions were reflected. Sadness, anger, bitterness and...loneliness. I sighed again. Now was not the time to get emotional. I've made my choices. Now I had to live with them. I dried my hair, then went to my room and opened my closet. I took out a pair of jeans and a blue tank top. It was hot outside.

I put on my shoes, grabbed my keys and..should I take my sword with me? Naah I was just going to return a wallet. What could possibly happen? And anyway I couldn't carry it with me in broad daylight. I stepped outside. I decided not to take the bus as the old lady suggested -what was her name again? Did I even ask her?- and just walk there. The town was really beautiful. The little houses and its people. The shops and even the streets. Everything was just so...charming. Yes, Karakura was one charming town. I'm glad I choose to move here. After half an hour or so I finally reached "Urahara's candy shop'' and knocked the door.