She refused to look up, keeping her gaze upon the ground, she began to count the rocks and pebbles scattered over the floor. She held her mothers hand with quite a death grip for being only eight years old, the child was nervous and in unknown territory. Very intelligent at such a young age, she wasn't going to risk getting lost on her way to her new home. The little girl with auburn hair and grey eyes didn't like change; she liked her old routine, her old home, her old school, and her old friends. She didn't agree with the move, she didn't want to leave the house her and her brother grew up in filled with unforgettable memories, the house her father built… Of course she knew she had no word in the situation, she knew her thoughts didn't matter; she knew the only reason they had to pack their bags and leave was the fact her fathers job was moved to his home town, Karakura Town in Japan. Their family depended on his job for they were struggling financially. She knew she was being selfish, but she didn't care. She hated change and she already missed her old life. Although everything was final and they were already on their way to their new home in Karakura Town, she wasn't going down without a fight and refused to be the "good ole happy and respectful blessing child'' her parents friends back in America always referred to her as.

The girl with Shirley Temple like auburn hair that curled up to her shoulders and grey eyes was named Orihime Inoue by her mother Castalia Inoue and father Haru Inoue. Castalia was American and grew up in Nevada and father, Haru, who was born in Karakura, but later moved near a college in Nevada a little after high school. Living with both her parents and older brother by five years, they were a very close, overprotective, and loving family. But she felt like the last few months they were falling apart. Her mother Castalia lost her job in a company she had been working at since Sora was just a child back in America. Unable to find another job, she began to worry, but her husband reassured her constantly saying, "Its okay, I promise, we will be fine. I'm going to make sure of it". Little did they know, the company he worked in was moving headquarters far away from Nevada, all the way to Japan.

Looking up to her mother with a frown Orihime questioned why, even after all this effort of frowning and not speaking, her mother still had not questioned Orihime or even ask her if she was okay. Feeling her daughter's eyes on her, Castalia looked down and forced a sad smile on her face. She knew her daughter was uncomfortable with the move, she knew she loved their old home and old friends and not being able to do anything about it made her feel like she failed her daughter. She also knew a few of the big things that was bothering her daughter, like how tomorrow she would be going to her first day of third grade, in a new country which language she didn't speak very well but understood, and how she looked so different from everyone.

Even back in America Orihime looked different from every other student. She had bright orange hair and was the only girl in her entire school and neighborhood with that color hair. She used to constantly get picked on because of it and never told her parents since she didn't want them to worry. But the day she came home with her hair chopped off unevenly with puffy red cheeks and scraped knees from falling on her way home numerous times, her parents found out about the group of bullies. The next day, they transferred her to a different school but not before going to the original school and yelling at every one of the little kids that hurt Orihime.

"We're here kids, what do you think of your new home?" Haru commented happily.

"It's nice dad, a little smaller than our last home but it looks comfy", said Sora.

"I think it's perfect! I can't wait to start decorating and OH! The kitchen, I must see it!" Exclaimed Castalia, letting go of Orihimes's hand she then grabbed the keys from her husband and sprinted into there new home.

"I can already tell, this is going to be interesting. What do you think Orihime?'' Sora asked slowly turning around to see his younger sister who had been quiet the entire walk there, also gaining the attention of their father who with one look at Orihime's upset face understood everything.

"Hey Orihime, Sora you guys want to go up to your new bedrooms?"

"Yeah dad! Let's go Orihime!"

Grabbing his sister's hand Sora ran into the house and up the stairs, leaving Haru outside with all the luggage's waiting for their moving truck which wouldn't arrive until later on in the day.

After walking around the house and settling in it became darker outside. While Castalia had made dinner for everyone 13 year old Sora was helping his father bring in the furniture from the moving trucks. Beginning a new chapter in their lives, the family of four sat at their dinner table. Castalia had cooked Miso soup and home made Mac and cheese for Sora.

"Children, after eating dinner take a bath and try to get some sleep. The plane ride was long and tiring, I don't want you to fall asleep on your first day of school!" said Castalia.

"Yes mom," replied both Sora and Orihime in synch.

"So Orihime, what do you think of your new room? It has all your stuffed animals and toys right?" asked Haru.

"Yes mom."

"Hey Orihime, what happened to your beautiful smile? I miss it, come one smile once for mommy! Please? For me?"

Orihime forced a smile upon her face for half a second and went back to finishing her food.

"Come one Orihime, look on the bright side. I know that moving at such a young age is tuff and all but there are so many more pros than cons! You get to see the beauty that is Japan where I grew up, you also get to meet my family! My little sister, your aunt Ran, uncle Gin, and your cousin Toshiro live a few streets down us, a two minute walk. He's the same age as you and you guys will be in the same class. My older brother Kisuke and his pregnant wife Yoruichi and his twin boys Aiko and Akatsuki also live about the same distance away. I had no family back in America and your mother was an only child. Isn't it nice to finally meet them instead of just speaking on the phone once or twice a year?"

"Your right dad, I'm sorry," replied Orihime showing one of her real smiles that brightened the whole room.

She really did like her aunt Ran and she had never really spoken to Toshiro so that was something she was really looking forward to. She has also remembered talking to her uncle Kisuke and aunt Yoruichi once. For once in her life, she forgot about being different.