What's up everyone? I got the second chapter edited! Yay...although I couldn't do a lot with this chapter unless it changes the main plot completely... I don't want that. Ugh...I think I messed up on Ichigo's personality too...bleh...I hope the next one with be better.


I woke up to a high pitched screech pattern; my alarm clock. I reached over and shut it off, then read what it said. 5:00 am. School didn't start until 8:00, but I always get up early.

I yawned and stretched in bed. Then I felt something cold against my skin. I reached down to retrieve it and found it to be my IPod. I had it on replay and it was still playing.

"Shit…now I have to charge it." I said with dismay. That's a good way to start my day off…without my music.

I went into my sister's room to wake her up, only to find that she wasn't there.

"What the hell? Did she get up before me?" I said out loud. Then I remembered. "Oh...that's right…" I let out a gasp of air, and the hollow feeling returned, only not as bad.

I looked around her small, dark room, leaning against the door frame. I crossed my arms and then I realized that I was still wearing my Karakura High uniform from yesterday. Great…just great.

I looked into her room once again. Usually she had the windows open, making everything bright and warm in here. Actually, I liked it when I was in her room with the windows open. It was an escape from the rest of the house and its bad memories.

I would have stayed longer but without her in it, this didn't feel right. So I walked out of her room and shut the door, tightly.

I took a shower, maybe spending about an hour in there trying to figure out who the most likely person would be to kidnap my sister. That didn't do me any help, and I started getting into a sad mood again.

I turned the water onto hot, trying to focus on the pain instead of the memories. It did the job, making me want to turn the faucet to cold, but I didn't. Doing this was considered self harm, something that I promised myself I wouldn't do.

Although, I don't think burning yourself in the shower was considered self-harm…kind of pathetic the more I thought about it. Who the hell burns themselves in the shower?

After the shower, I could see the steam coming off my arms; they were beat red. I quickly ran the towel over my arm, mopping off the hot water.

I wrapped the towel around my long, wet hair, which was sticking to my face.

I wiped away the condensation on the bathroom mirror with my hand, and then looked at my face.

My calm brown eyes stared back at me, and my usual sinister face as well. My mom was responsible for telling me that my face looked sinister, I never knew why though.

I put on the same gray uniform for Kurakara High. I still had the towel wrapped around my hair; I would style it later. As I was getting dressed I was thinking of the top ten worst things that could happen if your sister was kidnapped. Thinking about that almost made me depressed, so I quickly decided to go make breakfast.

I made two toaster strudels for breakfast, chewing them slowly. Again my mind wondered off, and I wondered if I would ever see my little sister again.

And that was when I just let it all go down. The tears started falling again and the next thing I know, I was crying into my pillow.

I needed to find my sister! I could remember seeing all those lost child posters posted up in the school but I would only pass them and think "Sucks for the parents, they should have been watching them instead of letting them wander free all the time."

Now I know what those parents and siblings were feeling when they lost part of their heart!

My door bell rang. I didn't want to answer it. So I let it ring, but something came into my mind.

What if it was my sister? Or the police found her, or they have a lead on her and the kidnappers?

I dashed out of my room, knocking over a chair in the process. I slammed into the door but quickly recovered from it, then ripped it open. Then I noticed it was only Tatsuki and Orihime standing there with shock and a little of confusion.

"Umm, did we come at a bad time?" Orihime asked innocently.

I shook my head, wiping away the tears with my sleeve again. "I was just about to leave." I said in a sad tone, a little bit of hope flying out of me again.

Damn, that word again. Why the hell should I trust myself with hope?

"Oh, well that's good, we came by to see if you wanted to walk with us to school." Tatsuki stated, and then looked for an answer from me.

I was about to say 'Piss off', then slam the door in their faces, but since Tatsuki helped me yesterday...I couldn't seem to do it.

Then an idea popped into my head. If I was mean to them the whole morning, then maybe they would leave me alone!

"Fine, but it only happens once, got it?" I said through my teeth, trying to sound harsh.

They both seem shocked but then nodded their heads. I picked up my bag and went out the door.

"Aren't you going to lock it?" Orihime asked.

"Nothing to steal in that shit hole," I simply shrugged. "and keep your nose out of my business." I added.


-During their walk to school-

"So, Makoto, I don't want to get you in a bad mood or anything, and you don't have to talk about it, but do you know who kidnapped your sister yet?" Orihime asked shyly.

"God, she's too cute to yell at, I couldn't make her cry that would make me feel like a complete jackass, but then again I'm always a jackass to other people…but still." I thought to myself.

"Uhh…no. We didn't, but when I get my hands on the person who did…" I trailed off, just leaving it at that.

All the anger was making me feel funny. Usually it was anger that I felt where ever I was but not this much.

"Don't worry, if you want, we'll tell our friends to keep an eye out for her." Tatsuki suggested.

"I wouldn't be surprised if your friends laughed when they hear that my sister went missing. I'm such an ass to people that they couldn't care less about me." I thought about all the people that I called names or beaten up.

"Well, I'm sure it isn't too late to apologize to them." Orihime smiled.

"I don't know, I've done some pretty bad stuff to people through the few years of my life." I looked down. "I mean, I'm surprised that you idiots decided to offer to walk with me to school!" I added, being mean again. I did a mental fist pump at the insult.

"Makoto, are you being mean just to make us not like you?" Orihime asked suddenly. I snapped my head up at her, my eyes wide.

"Did she see through my plan that quickly?"

"Uhhh..."I didn't really reply to it.

"Makoto, I can understand that you are going through a hard time from losing your sister and all, but you don't have to be mean. I'm sure Tatsuki and I are here for you!" She smiled, putting a hand on my shoulder. "Right Tatsuki?" She asked her best friend.

"Yeah." Tatsuki said, looking at me directly. I looked down to my feet, a scowl on my face.

"Heh, I'm not being mean to you because I lost my sister, I'm mean to everyone because of my father...just losing my sister gives me another reason." I thought bitterly in my head.

"Really? I didn't notice I was being mean...sorry...I guess." I mumbled a little bit. I completely ignored that fact that I almost had a bonding with those two. The last thing I need is more people for me to trust….no more trust…anything but trust.

There was a little silence until Orihime spoke up again. "Hey, Makoto, why don't you hang out with us today? I think you'll have a lot of fun, and it'll help take your mind off of things." Orihime suggested.

"Pfft! Woman, please. Are you asking for a death wish?" I laughed at the thought inside my mind. Are her boobs taking all the blood from her head? But the again…it's just a day. One day. One day to feel normal. I deserve it, right?

"Uh, sure I guess, wouldn't hurt if it was only for a day." I agreed. Orihime laughed with joy.

"How about at lunch you sit with us on the roof? I want you to try my famous noodles with beef, pork, and leek! Along with some honey on top!" Orihime cheered.

I looked over to Tatsuki with a weird face. "Does she always mix things that don't taste good together?"

"I don't know what's wrong with that girl; she just likes to eat weird stuff I guess." Tatsuki shrugged.

"HEY! I can hear you two!" Orihime accused.


-At school-

"Hey Ichigo, did you hear about Makoto?" Keigo asked.

"No, and I don't care." Ichigo responded automatically, knowing Keigo would go on forever.

"Well, it's not really about Makoto but more about her sister." Keigo went on ignoring Ichigo.

Ichigo groaned, and then sat down at his desk.

"Anyway, when Makoto ran away yesterday after fighting with Tatsuki she went home and she found out that her little sister was kidnapped from school." Keigo gossiped.

After hearing this Ichigo couldn't help but feel a little sorry for Makoto, and couldn't imagine what it would be like to lose Karin or Yuzu.

"Then Makoto went all crazy and went looking for her sister even though she knew she wasn't going to find her. And dig this; Tatsuki was walking home when she saw Makoto crying! Now that's something that you don't see every day! Oh! I heard that she was looking for her sister until nine last night too." Keigo exclaimed, amazed.

"Wow sounds pretty amazing for someone to cry." Ichigo used heavy sarcasm.

"You know Ichigo, even though Makoto is cold and mean to people, she still has feelings, and I think that she just didn't like feeling like she was weak, so she acted like she hated people, like she didn't need anyone." Keigo said sounding like he had pity for her.

I think I almost sided with him on this one. But then...

"BULL SHIT! You don't know jack shit about me! So don't go around saying stuff about me that isn't true!" Keigo and I jerked out heads over to the door; Makoto had slammed her fists down on a desk.

Tatsuki and Orihime popped out from behind her.

"Uhh, Makoto that's just Keigo being Keigo, so don't worry about him." Tatsuki exclaimed.

"Uh, yeah, by the way that's not a great way to win friends over. Try being a little nicer like, say "Please don't spread roomers about me." Orihime explained to Makoto.

Makoto growled, like she was disgusted.

"OH MY GOD! THE WORLD IS COMING TO AN END! MAKOTO UTSUKI IS HANGING OUT WITH TATSUKI AND ORIHIME!" Keigo shouted at the top of his lungs, drawing some weird stares from people.

"UGH! SHUT UP KEIGO!" Makoto yelled, picking up a desk and lifting it over her head.

Keigo and I looked up at her with amazement.


-After Makoto calms down -

"Oh, so she's going to hang out with us for the day. That doesn't sound too bad." Keigo shrugged.

"You sound like it's a horrible thing." Makoto shot back, glaring. She really didn't like that guy.

"Sorry to hear about your sister." Ichigo said out of no where.

"I don't give a shit." Makoto crossed her arms and looked away.

Then the bell rang and Makoto started walking away to her classroom.

"Oh yeah, Makoto you are going to sit with us at lunch right?" Orihime asked.

Makoto stopped and turned her head, like she was going to give a death stare.

"Don't know why I shouldn't, maybe I could harass some more of you guys." Makoto suggested, and evil smirk playing at her lips.


-During 4th period -

"Now in two weeks we're going to be going to…" The teacher just kept going on and on! It was getting annoying. I sighed in my head.

"This is stupid, I could be looking for my sister right now…that brings me back to this morning. Ichigo said that he was sorry about my sister and I acted like a total jerk." I thought while putting my head down on my desk.

"Everything is changing, I mean, I thought that I was just walking with Tatsuki and Orihime because Tatsuki helped me look for my sister last night, but it felt…right to walk with them. Like I belonged." I thought once more closing my eyes this time.

"I felt like people were really there, and wouldn't walk out on me, unlike my father. I think I felt what it was like to have friends again, but are they really my friends? Or are they just there because they feel bad about my sister?" I turned my head so that I could look out the window.

"Yes, that's what it was, my sister. That's right; no one is really your friend Makoto. They only felt bad and walked with you because your sister went missing. You're never going to have real friends that won't walk out like your dad did, just accept it." I thought, a tear running down my cheek.

You can't trust anyone in this world. Not even yourself. If you do, you're going to be in one hell of a situation.

Slowly, drifted off to sleep.


I watched the man that looked like me. He was smiling, like I smile. Why did he look like me? He had the same hair, the same smile, the same nose. Who was this man?

"Welcome home my dear; we've been expecting you to arrive." He said, his voice sounding sinister, and it sent shivers up and down my spine.

There were two men standing on either side of him. One looked pale, and the other had dark skin, I couldn't see their faces.

Then suddenly, like a bullet flying through the air, the man with the pale skin had his sword through my stomach. I looked down to see blood squirting out of the wound; my blood. It was everywhere, in a puddle on the ground, on my shirt, on my pants, on my shoes, on my hands, just everywhere.

I felt cold, the blood draining out of me like a waterfall. Slowly, my eyes got heavy, and I collapsed on the ground, lying in my own blood.

The man that looked like me came into view, looking down on me. He smiled again, like I smiled.

He didn't do anything, and let me drain blood. The white tiles of the floor tainted with the thick red liquid. What was happening to me? Why am I dying?

It was probably my mind playing tricks on me. Yes, it has to be that, because my blood on the white tiles started to form into little designs.

A circle…stars…triangles… other shapes I've seen before. They were all formed around me. No one was moving the blood; it was going on its own. Then the blood started to glow a bright red, and it sunk into the floor, burning the tiles.

I felt so drowsy…my eyes lids so heavy. I couldn't keep them open any longer…I just…


The minute the bell for lunch sounded I jumped out of my seat and fell onto the floor. Some looked at me like I was a freak, while others just rushed out of the room.

I picked up my stuff and went to my locker, still shocked a little bit. That was the creepiest dream that I've ever had. I'm glad it was just a dream.

I took out my lunch, and was about to take out the book I read at lunch when I remembered that I was sitting with Orihime and the others today.

"Should I really go? I mean, I thought I had made up my mind that they only walked with me because they felt bad, right? So why should I go?" I asked myself holding the book in my hand.


-With Ichigo and friends-

I was sitting on the roof top with Chad, Keigo, Tatsuki, Mizuiro, and Orihime. Orihime was complaining that Makoto wasn't here yet. Good, she was a total bitch today! I told her that I was sorry about her sister and she says that she gives a shit. What the heck? That girl won't make any friends, I'm sure of that!

"Orihime, just wait a little bit; maybe she's on her way here right now." Tatsuki suggested.

"I wouldn't be so sure." Keigo interrupted. We all looked to him. He was looking down from the edge of the school, and then pointed to the tree.

You could see a figure standing under the shade of the tree.

"Well, I guess she blew you two off. I told you not to bother with her; she's only going to stab you in the back." I said carelessly to Orihime and Tatsuki.

"And how do you know that she would really do that?" Tatsuki shot back.

"Because she just did, you saw her by the tree didn't you? That's proof enough!" I answered.

"Ichigo what's your problem with Makoto anyway?" Tatsuki asked with a frown.

"She treats me like crap for no reason." Ichigo explained.

"Makoto is going through a really hard time right now; her sister was kidnapped, what do you think that she's going to treat you like; her god? Of course she's going to treat you like shit!" Tatsuki defended her.

"First off, she's been this way since 7th grade. Besides, her sister is probably happy that she got kidnapped! I couldn't image what it would be like living with Makoto!" I said, not watching my mouth.

I felt something on my cheek. The next thing I knew was that my cheek was burning and Makoto was standing in front of me crying, her bangs covering her eyes.

"Don't you EVER talk about my sister that way! My sister was the only person that I could ever trust! Don't you DARE say that she would be happy to be kidnapped because living with me was so horrible. I did everything for her when my mother wouldn't!" She cried silent tears, but her voice was threatening. She said it in such a low, menacing way…

No one dared to move a muscle.

"So don't you ever say that she would be happy without me, or that I'm so horrible to live with, because I was the one who always watched out for her and became more of a mother to her than a sister when my father walked out on us."

I think the last few words that came out from her mouth shocked us all. Makoto never talked about her father, only once in her life since she came to this school. It was when some stupid girl was mad at Makoto and said something about her father to tick Makoto off. Instead she only smiled and said, "My father is a dick, I wouldn't care if you called him something other than that, because I would probably agree with you."

Then Makoto ran past all of us, and past her stuff that she had on the floor and went down the stairs.

"Ichigo, what the hell was your problem?" Keigo asked.

I said nothing.

"You aren't acting like yourself at all; it's not like you to talk dirty to someone, let alone about someone's sister!" Tatsuki yelled into my face.

"I…" I was at loss of words, I didn't know what came over me. It was like I couldn't stop the words coming from my mouth.

"I…I…" I didn't answer. Tatsuki sighed.

"Well, now Makoto is never going to want to hang out with us ever again." Tatsuki said as she picked up Makoto's stuff.

"Nice going Ichigo, you just ruined Makoto's chances with making friends and trusting them." Keigo agreed with Tatsuki.

"Hey guys, it's not completely Ichigo's fault, we haven't exactly been nice to Makoto ourselves." Orihime claimed. We all stopped to think about that one, she was right though; everyone had most likely said or done something to make Makoto mad at them.

Then the bell rang.

"I guess I'll have to give this to Makoto tomorrow." Tatsuki said, taking Makoto's stuff and heading down the stairs.