AN: The italics are all dreams/flashbacks.

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach otherwise I would be rich and I wouldn't be writing these for your enjoyment.


"Urahara-oji-san, I'm back!" A white haired girl exclaims as she walks into the store.

"Kita, did you miss me already?" The gentleman behind the counter asks looking at the girl. She is about 5ft 4in tall with a thin, lean body. Her pale skin shined, flushed with amusement at the man. Her shoulder length white hair fell in loose waves, framing luscious pale pick lips, high cheekbones, and bright electric blue eyes.

"No, I just wanted to see Tessai-san." The girl answers teasingly with a dazzling grin.

"Hello Kita-chan." A tall, broad man says politely as he enters the storefront from the back store room. Kita bows slightly.

"Hello Tessai-san." She replies cheerfully. She jumps up on the register counter, settling into a cross-legged position and looking sadly at the shop owner in front of her.

"What's wrong Kita-chan?" Urahara questions. He has known the sprightly young woman for a few years now and he can tell something was bothering the poor girl; just by the way she had sat so resignedly.

"I had another dream, Urahara-sama." Kita answers, biting on her lower lip. Yep, something was definitely upsetting the girl. The cheerful child the man knew never used such titles; it just wasn't in her nature. She was friendly and always set aside the difference in people, everyone was equal in her eyes.

"What happened this time?" He inquires softly. Despite his eagerness to find out, he didn't want to rush her incase it frightened her.

She takes a deep steadying breath, "It was that boy again. He was attacked by another creature. It was so BIG and it almost killed him. I was so scared, I felt so helpless. A woman healed him; I think someone called her a captain…Captain Uno-something. I can't remember. I couldn't protect him Urahara-sama. I was too weak." She explains sadly. A few tears trailed down her cheeks, not being able to do anything to protect the boy in her dream had really upset her.

"You are not weak. There was nothing you could have done. It was a dream." The older man says gently, placing his hand on her arm. His warm hand felt her cool skin, left bare by her black short-sleeved shirt.

"Urahara-sama, it's not just a dream. It seemed so real. I felt like I really lived it, like it actually happened." Kita protests. Urahara sighs.

"Tessai, please make some tea."

Tessai nods and walks back into the rear of the shop.

"It was just a dream. It can't hurt you. You were not there; it was a story in your head. Everything is fine." Urahara says comfortingly. The girl sniffles and nods solemnly. They sit in silence for a few minutes until Tessai returns with a tray, carrying a few glasses and a tea pot upon it.

"Thank you, Tessai-san." Kita says as the giant man serves her.

"Urahara-sama, is there something wrong with me?" Kita asks suddenly. Urahara chokes on his tea, coughing and sputtering at the surprise question. The two men look at her with wide eyes, and then glance worriedly to each other.

"Kita-chan, why do you ask?" He inquires. Kita shrugs and mumbles something.

"It just feels like there is something wrong with me. I don't know what, but just something." She answers biting her lip again.

"Kita-chan, there is nothing wrong with you. You are a wonderful young woman who has a lot on the road ahead of her." Urahara confides in the girl. He had taken a liking to the girl since he had found her and they had become very close over the years.

"Ok. Thank you Kisuke-kun." Kita says with a small smile. She leans forward and gives the store owner a kiss on his cheek.

"Well, I better go. I have to work today." She continues as she hops off the counter and steps over to Tessai who leans down to be on level with the young woman. She gives him a peck on the cheek also.

"Goodbye Tessai-san. I'll see you tomorrow, Kisuke-oji-san." She calls behind her as she skips out the door.

"Is she starting to remember, Boss?" Tessai questions his employer.

"Just maybe." Urahara answers with a smirk.


~Kita's PoV~

I am crossing thru the park on my way to work after leaving Kisuke-oji-san's shop. I stop suddenly. The air felt thick and heavy, I couldn't breath and my body is shaking. A few feet to my right a tree collapses on the path and a frog-like creature emerges from the brush. It stood about 15 feet high and had a grotesque black and white skeletal mask on its face, a gaping hole in its chest just like all the others. I gasp and start to hyperventilate.

"A human. You smell so delicious." It breathes, moving closer to me.

"You will make such a tasty meal." It continues, lunging at me suddenly. I suck in a breath, ready to scream. A quick breeze whispers across my face and Ichigo is there blocking the creature with a giant cleaver-like sword.

"I-Ichigo!" I stutter out.

"Run!" He orders me, pushing the creature back with a flick of his wrist. I stay frozen to the spot, watching him, completely fascinated. I hear movement behind me, but I ignore it. Ichigo had my complete attention. He slices at the monster, splitting the bone-masked face. It lets out a wailing shriek and disintegrates into tiny white particles that fade away.

"I told-" Ichigo shouts, turning back to me.

"Kita!" He exclaims, rushing forward with his sword. I stared at him, eyes wide in fright. Then, I'm behind him, watching as he attacked another monster that had snuck up behind me. This one looked like a spider. I look down at my hand as Ichigo engages the thing. I don't know exactly how long I had been staring at my hand or what happened during the fight, but I snapped to attention as Rukia and 'Physical Ichigo' swarmed me. I snapped my hand 2 my throat, nervously playing with the crystal star pendent on my purple choker. My eyes look over Ichigo worriedly; I wanted to make sure he wasn't hurt.

"How did you do that?" He questions loudly.

"I didn't do anything!" I answer fearfully, fiddling with the pendent desperately now. I don't know what happened, but I wanted them to just forget about.

"You used shunpo, are you a shinigami? I can't sense any spiritual pressure from you tho." Rukia says, looking at me suspiciously.

"I have no idea what you're talking about!" I shout. The two of them were really starting to upset me. I truly had no idea what in the world they were talking about.

"We need to erase her memories." Rukia decides suddenly.

"The others are coming. Do it quickly." Ichigo agrees hesitantly.

"NO!" I yell, pushing them away from me. I had already lost my memories once, I would not let someone take the rest and rob me of them again. I dart from them, scampering down the trail. I get about 10ft down the path when I slam into something rock solid. Losing my footing, I close my eyes ready to meet the ground when I'm saved by an arm wrapping around my shoulders to steady me.

"Kita." A deep baritone rumbles in my ears. I gasp and look up at the person that had saved me.

"Chad-kun!" I say hugging him. He picks me up bridal style, an easy feat for him, and carries me back towards Ichigo. I start to panic; Chad would never betray me like this would he? He wouldn't let them erase my memories knowing how precious the few I had are.

"Let's take her to Urahara. I'm sure he can help us." Rukia says worriedly when we join them. I don't know what she was worried about; I'm the one being threatened. Chad nods silently and heads back the way I came from, still carrying me with Uryu, Orihime, Rukia, and Ichigo following him. I look over Chad's shoulder at them wearily. Ready to speak up, I open my mouth when a shot of pain rocks across my skull and I wince instead. I groan as another wave of agony attacks my brain. I close my eyes to try and guard myself against the pain but an image fills my mind.


~"Kita, are you going to become a Shinigami?" The purple haired teen male asks.

"Hmmm, maybe. I really want out of Rukongai. District 70 is horrible. Did you know that the captain of the 11th Division came from District 70?" I comment.

"How about we join the academy together?" The young man questions determinedly.

"Well, DUH! Shuhei, you know I can't go without my best friend." My younger self replies.

"Best friends forever." Shuhei says grinning~


"She's waking up!" A voice calls out. I open my eyes and allow them to slowly focus on the blurry shapes surrounding me. I am lying on a mattress on the floor staring at the beige ceiling; Orihime is sitting on the floor next to me. Apparently she is the one looking in on me.

"Good Morning, Kita-chan!" Kisuke exclaims cheerfully as he walks into the room. I must be in one of the empty storerooms in the rear of the shop. I hardly come back here, but I am familiar with the layout of the back from the few times I have. Orihime helps me sit up slowly so as not to cause another headache. As soon as I'm stabilized in a sitting position against the wall, Kisuke hands me a cup of steaming tea. I smelt it, smelled of oolong and orange citrus. He was good, that was my favorite tea.

"Thank you." I croak hoarsely. My surrogate father waves it off, Orihime only grins at me. She was always overly cheerful.

"Ichigo and the others came across you in the woods. You had passed out on the trail thru the park. Chad carried you back here because it was closer and you don't like hospitals." He explains. I grimace at his mention of the hospitals. I've hated them with a passion since my accident….whatever it was. I look at him strangely after a moment. Kisuke had lied to me, why would he do that? He looks at me solemnly. He knew I could tell he was lying.

"Chad, what really happened?" I ask my best friend. I knew he wouldn't lie to me.

"We bumped into you in the park. We were heading back here when you passed out on the way." Chad answers in his deep monotone. He never showed much emotion but that didn't bother me. My memories were fuzzy, but I could still recall a few quick flashes. A creature had come out of the woods, Ichigo telling me to run. After that it was blank and blurry. The thing that stood out the most in my mind were the emotions I felt; being scared, surprised. Anger ripped thru me suddenly. A flash of Rukia popped in my mind.

"You did it, didn't you?" I yell accusingly at her. She looked shocked at my outburst. How did she think she could get away with something like that? Next thing I know, I'm standing in front of Ichigo his shirt scrunched tightly in my hands. I was mad at him to.

"You let her. You told her to go ahead!" I yell again, slamming him into the wall. Urahara grabs my arm, trying to yank me off the boy.

"What did they do, Kita-chan?" He asks worriedly.

"She erased my memories somehow. I lost them, I lost them again." I answer. My voice was quivering and I was about to break. I had to get out of here. I wouldn't let these mongrels see me like this. I let go of Ichigo, yanking my arm from Kisuke's grip and run from the room before anyone could relax. I would NOT be weak in front of them again. Never again.


~3rd Person~

Kits runs from the room obviously upset from the ordeal. Urahara watches her go sadly, unable to do anything to help her at the moment. After hearing the storefront door slam closed behind the hurt girl, he turns to Rukia, a flush of anger on his face.

"Did you erase her memories before you arrived?" He questions, his voice thick.

"We had to. She saw Ichigo fighting the Hollows that attacked her. I had no choice, I was following the rules." Rukia says defensively.

"Why does it matter?" Ichigo inquires interestedly.

"She has already lost her memories once. Her current memories only date back a little over 5 years, maybe six. That's how she knew you tampered with them." The blonde haired man answers.

"Although Rukia erased and replaced her memories, Kita's mind doesn't recognize the replacement memories so she only has a vague recollection of what transpired due to the fact that she doesn't have a proper memory bank." Uryu reiterates. His genius was amazing, but he tended to be a bit know-it-all.

"That's correct. She's a complete anomaly. I've never come across someone such as herself. I found her severely injured and dying almost 6 years ago. I brought her back here and healed her. Once she was completely healed I found a family to take her in. when she woke up she couldn't remember a thing, she was in an accident and hit her head. The couple she was staying with adopted her but they died a year later in an accident. They had made her believe she had been their daughter from the beginning; they didn't want her getting upset over a life she couldn't remember. Rukia, could you sense any reiatsu from her?" Urahara says, his mood had turned somber during his explanation.


Kita rushes from the shop, making her way into the cemetery. She collapses in front of her parents' grave, tears cascading down her cheeks.

"They took them. I lost them again and there was nothing I could do." She cries. She sniffles and allows herself to weep in solitude for a few more minutes before sucking up.

"I've got work and I'm already running late. I'm sorry Kaa-san, Tou-san." She says softly, wiping any evidence of her tears away. She says a quick prayer and scurries away.


AN: Please review. No flamers 'cause I don't care if you hate. Constructive Criticism is welcome. I'm also looking for a beta reader. If you are interested, please let me know.

~Sincerely, Blissful Insanity~