This is my very first time to submit a fic in Bleach. I had this idea for quiet a long time now, and I've been wanting to share it. I'm a huge Byakuya/Hisana fan so this is about them. Of course, the pairing Ichigo and Rukia would also be included. I really hope you like this, and please review. Let me know if this fic is worth continuing.

Summary: When a soul departs Soul Society, they start a new life in the world of the living having no memories of their previous life in Soul Society. But that was just a legend, and Byakuya Kuchiki didn't believe in legends. But will he change his mind when a girl who looks awfully a lot like Rukia comes into the living world bearing the name of his departed wife?

Disclaimer: All I own is the plot eveything else belongs to Tite Kubo!

Memories Are All I Have

by:

wishHeart

Chapter 1

I'm Not Rukia

"Oi! Ichigo! Wake up!"

"Favmuhminets" he grumbled incoherently into his pillow, as Rukia desperately tried to wake up the substitute shinigami.

Rukia sighed in exasperation, she had been trying to wake him up for the past thirty minutes and all he did was to grumble 'favmuhminets'.

"I swear, if I ever hear that again I'm going to stab myself!" She shouted pulling Ichigo's blanket. The orange-haired boy immediately curled up into a ball like it was an involuntary reflex, in fact it could be classififed as an involuntary reflex for he had been doing the same thing for the past couple of months. Even if it was summer vacation, his so called 'sensei' wouldn't let him skip a day of Kidou class.

"Shuddap midget!" He said glaring at the small woman. "I hate kidou with a passion so leave me alone!"

"You won't be having kidou classes today, dumbass! Its the first day of schoo" Rukia replied, as she stuck out her tongue in retaliation.

Ichigo sighed in exasperation before pulling himself up of his bed and into a sitting position. The substitute shinigami glanced at his clock and noted it was too early for waking up, even for Rukia. "This is the thanks I get for defeating that psychotic freak," he said referring to the ex-captain of the fifth squad. "What a wonderful way to thank me Soul Society" He shouted at his floor, hoping that said society would hear him.

"Baka!" Rukia said, as her fist met Ichigo's head. "Soul Society does not exist on the ground. Have you learned anything about the Senna incident?…" Rukia continued talking while Ichigo mocked her with his hands flapping about. He had heard her explanation about Soul Society's location to last in his mind for a lifetime. Not to mention her 'eccentric' diagrams of it.

"Will you stop that!" Rukia said slapping his hand. "Ikkaku and Hisagi are to come later so I suggest you prepare" Rukia replied, grabbing her school bag and heading for the window.

"For what?"

"To laugh at your kidou abilities, in lack thereof" She said chuckling lightly.

"Even if I didn't learn kidou I could still kick their asses!"

"Yeah, and I love Kon" She replied sarcastically.

"There just here because there bored out of their minds in that blasted place" He said as he stood up and grabbed his toiletries.

"Is that blasted place the same place who had given you permission to use that badge?" She said pointing at the shinigami badge in Ichigo's desk.

"If they really trust me, you won't be here. It's not like I need you any longer. I achieved bankai, defeated Kenpachi, Byakuya, hell I even defeated Aizen." he said carelessly, slightly insulted by the fact that Soul Society still wants him monitored. He wasn't that careless.

He turned to the window sill, slightly surprised that Rukia was no longer there. He sighed,

'Women are so unstable' He thought as he continued down the hall and into their bathroom. It was only when he saw his reflection in the mirror that he realized what he had just said.

"Stupid Ichigo!" she whispered to herself, kicking a lone rock into the river below. Rukia silently chastised herself for being so bitter and overly-affected by Ichigo's comment. She shouldn't get so worked up about it, its not like she still wanted to be there--not that she mind being there--but orders were orders. And the order was to look out for him until further notice.

Besides, he was still a boy trying his very best to fill in an adult's shoes. He wouldn't understand logic even if it hit him between his eyes; everyone knew that, even his hollow knew that, the only one who doesn't is Ichigo himself.

Rukia sighed in exasperation, Ichigo was obnoxious and repulsive, and his 'words of wisdom' shouldn't affect her, besides she was over fifty years old, some teenager's crude comment shouldn't affect her, should it?

The vibration coming from her pocket pulled her out of her reverie. She pulled out the deviceand flipped it open. She sighed as a red circle blinked menacingly on her phone. She took out one of her soul candy and downed it in.

"This would be a good activity to forget about that baka's comment" She said to herself before going off to the direction of the hollow.

"I never knew she was that sensitive. I mean I've treated her worse" Ichigo said trying to let the guilty feeling die down.

'You're a freaking baka, King' His hollow said in a sing-song voice.

"Shut up! What do you know?" he said, unconsciously scaring the people around him. It was weird enough to see an orange-haired teen, but see him shouting to no one in particular was even weirder.

'Ah, even though I'm the one in here, you're the one completely oblivious to your surroundings. You are a baka, King! You know it, I know it, even Rukia knows it!'

"If I'm stupid, what are you then? A moron? Or do you prefer the term intellectually disabled? If you are smart enough you should have thought of a way to escape those freakin skyscrapers" He retorted menacingly, Ichigo smirked to himself when he no longer heard his hollow's voice.

He glanced up the school clock and sighed, it was still seven o'clock and he barely saw students. Ichigo took note of them, these were the new ones hoping to look for their classes early so that they wouldn't have to ask the other students, the ones who didn't want to look like a loser in front of the 'in' crowd. He sighed deflatedly, he knew his friends and the previous students would come pouring in at around seven thirty.

"This is what I hate about being punctual, no one is there to appreciate it" He said as he continued inside the school building.

"Ohayou Kurosaki-kun!" Ichigo turned to his left to see Orihime, behind her, lurking in the shadows was none other than 'The Quincy Pride' a.k.a four eyes.

"Ohayou Inoue…four eyes" He said, his voice going lower and quieter when he mentioned the Quincy's nick name.

"I wish I could say the same to you Kurosaki. But I guess, whenever you're around, there's nothing good in the morning" Ishida Uryuu retorted, as his glasses shone in that way Ichigo had come to hate.

"Whatever four eyes," came the quick retort of the substitute shinigami.

"Hey, hey! It's the first day of school! You shouldn't argue; it's a very bad omen. It could mean that you would argue for the rest of the school year!" Orihime said as she tried to prevent her two friends from slitting each others throats, or shish kaboobing each other's organs.

There was an invisible spark between the two of them as their faces were inches away from one another, both were ready to take out their weapons when the situation called for it.

"Aha!" Orihime suddenly said. "How about I give you two my special drink? It always calms me down when I'm upset or angry" Orihime declared.

Upon hearing the words, 'special drink', a new atmosphere had taken over.

"Are we really fighting Ichi-kun?" Ishida said quickly, his words dripping with sweetness and sugar.

"Of course we aren't Ishida-kun! We're best of friends right?" Ichigo said, winking and smiling at Ishida.

"I'm sorry if we scared you Orihime." Ishida said smiling.

"We were just trying to…re-enact the scene in last year's school play" Ichigo quickly added.

"Oh, you mean. The play about men to men relationship" Orihime said, as her mind started to question Ichigo and Ishida's preferences in a relationship.

"Yeah!" Both of them said as they laughed out heartily, their arms over each other's shoulder. They knew about Orihime's unique taste in the culinary arts, and both didn't want to be lab rats…I mean…critics for her delicacies. It was really worth risking their reputations over a month's stomachache.

"Where is Rukia-san?" Orihime asked, as the giant teardrop on her head vanished.

"She went here earlier" Ichigo answered, as the three of them continued to their shoes' locker.

As Ichigo, Ishida and Orihime started to put on their school shoes. Ichigo noticed Rukia going out of the shoes' locker room.

"Oi, Rukia!" he called out. But she didn't look back. Grunting, Ichigo hastily placed his shoes as he tried to catch up with her.

"I'll see you later" Ichigo told his companions as he followed Rukia out.

The orange-haired boy saw the smaller shinigami's hair as she turn in one of the corridors.

"Oi, Rukia wait up!" He called, but to no avail. "Rukia!" He called out once again. Ichigo was starting to get infuriated and annoyed by Rukia's cold-shoulder treatment and his repetition of her name, it was as if he had hurt her feelings. He had said more horrible things in the past and she wasn't this upset about those.

He knew the female shinigami would never result into giving him the cold-shoulder treatment because of something as feeble as their argument earlier. She only uses that whenever he makes fun of her drawings.

"Rukia!" Ichigo shouted once again, but the girl didn't look back, she just continued walking as if she couldn't hear him. Ichigo broke into a run, and a moment later he had finally caught up with her. He walked casually behind her, afraid that his face might meet her fist—or worst, her foot—if he tried to disturb her…not that he wasn't already disturbing her.

"Oi, you should really think about Urahara checking on your gigai's ears." He said when he was close enough, bringing his hands behind his head.

No response.

"Are you really going to ignore me?"

No response.

"You are overacting Rukia!" he shouted, grabbing her hand and pulling her into facing him.

Ichigo was silently taken aback by the look on Rukia's face. Her eyes were wide like saucers and her mouth agape, in short, it was as if the girl before him had seen a ghost. But Ichigo quickly snapped out of his momentary and insignificant shock when Rukia's fist came in contact with his cheek.

"Hey! You hit me harder than usual!" He shouted at her, aware of the fact that her punch was a lot harder than what she normally does. "I'm sorry okay!" he blurted when he saw anger in her eyes.

She huffed, before responding, "Who are you?!" She said trying her best to be calm, but she was obviously failing.

Ichigo looked at her dumbfounded, a few seconds of silence passed by before the orange-haired boy started laughing. "You almost…had me there…Rukia. You should...consider joining the …drama club" he said between his laughs, tears of joy already in his eyes.

"Rukia?" The raven head asked confused. Ichigo stopped laughing and looked directly into her eyes. His own optics widen in disbelief when he realize that the girl before him had blue eyes.

"Wait, I though you have them in amethyst" He said pointing at her optics.

"What?!" She asked once again.

"Oh come on, is that one of Karin's contacts? You know it's bad to steal" He teased, as the confusion evident on the girl's eyes grew.

"Karin? Contacts? Just who the hell are you?!"

Ichigo smirked, even though it was a bit annoying, it was quiet fun having this little role play with Rukia. It almost brings tears to his eyes that she went to the trouble of taking Karin's contacts and wearing them for the sake of his entertainment.

"Dance, Sode No Shirayuki" Ichigo's smirk suddenly disappear when he felt Rukia's reiatsu go up and the fact that he heard her voice activating her shikai not far from his position. He looked out the window, and saw the female shinigami battling a hollow. Below her is her gigai, eagerly waiting for her master's return.

He slowly turned his head to look at the girl before him. How can there be three Rukia's? And as far as he could remember, even the gigai knew him. Hell, the gigai was never this hostile towards him.

"Who are you and why did you copy Rukia?!" he asked frightened. Ichigo silently chastised himself. It was ridiculous for a man, who had been in contact with many disturbing people and, to add, had a kickass blade which could knock a Menos Grandes back to Hueco Mundo be reduced to a quivering damsel in distress. Actually, it was down right embarrassing. But something in the air seemed to be telling him a fable of certain force that was beyond his source of power.

"I think the more appropriate question is, who the hell do you think you are?" She said, putting her hands on her hips. "You were the one who came up to me like we're friends. We're not even acquaintances you bastard!" She said, turning on her heel and continuing her walk right before she had been rudely disturbed by the orange-haired student.

It took Ichigo, five seconds to react. He reached out for her hand, she stopped, and looked at him with an icy glare that could put Byakuya's glare to shame.

"May I please know you're name?" Ichigo asked politely.

"Why?" She asked skeptically, pulling her hand away from the stranger's hand.

"I just want to know" he replied looking into her deep blue eyes.

The girl sighed in defeat, "Fine. My name is Hisana Sousuke"

So, how's that for chapter one? I know there NO Byakuya-Hisana interaction, but that would come soon enough. I promise! Please leave me a review and tell me what you think!