I OWN NOTHING BUT THE STORY LINE AND THE CHARACTERS THAT YOU DON'T KNOW FROM THE ANIME/MANGA!

Sorry, it's been a while but I got caught up with some other things.

Chapter Two

Sister

"Mother!" Hitomi stared up at the woman that had burst into the room, Kudja shaking in her hands. Was this one going to attack her like the other had? Who was she? What was she doing here? She had called Hitomi's mother…mother as well. Could that mean-

"What did you do?" The newcomer growled. She slid to the bleeding body on the ground, trying to find a way to save her but her hands stopped moving after a moment, coming to realization that the woman was dead. Hitomi pulled herself away. She felt herself getting weaker and weaker and losing her own blood from the stab wounds wasn't helping. She needed to get away, but where could she go? She wasn't going to be able to make it anywhere, let alone save herself again. Hitomi was surprised that she had even done it the first time.

As the woman cried, Hitomi took her in, her mouth falling open in a wide look of awe.

The woman was tall, about 5'8, with long auburn hair and brown eyes. Her sin was a pale tan as she was dressed in a strange set of black and white. This new woman…she closely resembled her mother; resembled herself, but how? Why? Had mother had another child?

"Who are you?" the woman growled, glaring at her. "What happened? Why are you in my house?"

Why wasn't this woman attacking her?

"Y-your house?" Hitomi stuttered. "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean what do I mean? You just killed my mother!"

"Y-your mother? But she's-that means-" Hitomi's arm fell. She could no longer hold up the sword up. "Why?" She cried, placing her trembling hands over her face. "Why me? Why did she have too…"

"What…what happened?" The woman's voice was softer now, still firm, but softer. "Who are you?"

Hitomi looked at the woman for a moment, taking her in. She truly did look like mother. "My…my name is Hitomi. Hitomi Yamamoto," The story slipped from her weak voice. The woman stayed still, just listening as she stared at the frail woman on the ground. Hitomi couldn't hold on for too much longer; she could feel what was left of her strength slipping away before her eyes finally rolled up in the back of her head, leaving her to her fate.

~You are my sweetest love

That love I always wanna hug

Because I really love you

The world just has to know~

Hitomi wasn't sure just how long she had been out but the room was extremely dark as the bed beneath her wanted to send her back to sleep.

Wait a sec…

Sitting up, Hitomi looked around the room. This wasn't the room that her mother would keep her in. This room…was so big. There was a desk to the side with a dressed close by and another door that led into an open closet. The other door led into the hall. There was a large window to the left that let in the light of a full moon onto the silky white sheets that lay across her small, frail body. The cushions beneath her…she didn't want to move. Her back wasn't sore from the floor anymore. She was extremely warm instead of freezing beneath the thin blanket that she normally had. She took notice of the bandages on her arms and then the sword that was leaning against the wall beside her. It was the one that she had been holding earlier.

~Where am I…~

"Are you all right?"

Hitomi jumped at the voice and turned back to the open door to the hall. It was that woman again. The one that had walked in on her as she... The woman stood there with a concerned look on her face, a small book in one hand and a candle in the other.

"Y…yes." Hitomi watched as the woman walked into the room and set the candle and book on the desk before taking a seat beside the bed. "Where am I?"

"This is my room," Was her answer. "I…I didn't want to put you back on the floor in that other room." She had seen where she had been kept, had she? "I…I uh, I found the knife," the woman began. "And the room…and this…" She picked the book back up and held it to the other woman.

Hitomi reached her hand out and grabbed it, pulling it back and opening it. It was her mother's diary.

April 1

I gave birth today. Some would take that as a day of blessing and I did; half of it. I had given birth to twins; both girls. The younger one, I named her Hiromi. She was perfect. A perfect little angel Her brown hair was so soft and she had instantly taken onto her father's looks. You should have seen Shijo's face when he saw her. It made me so proud. I was very happy with Father's look too. I wonder, is that how he looked when he saw me being born?

Yes, Hiromi was perfect…but her sister was not. The elder of the girls, I named her Hitomi. Hitomi was very different from her sister. The moment she was born the doctors and I both knew that there was something wrong. She could barely breathe. Her hair was sickly brown, not like her sister's. Her skin was so sickly pale. She didn't cry. She didn't even move. The doctors told me that she was extremely sick, but still alive. The entire time not one sound came from her. She just lay there, like she was sleeping.

I had a rash decision. I didn't tell Shijo or my father about Hitomi. How could I tell them about a sick child? I am the daughter of Genrysai Yamamoto and the wife to Captain Shijo Kyoma. How could I produce such a sickly child to two of the strongest, most honorable men in the Soul Society? It is disgraceful. They would both be horribly upset! I can't do that to them! And so I will keep Hitomi a secret; the doctors will as well. Only Hiromi will be announced to everyone outside of me and the doctors. I will keep Hitomi inside the Kyoma Estate, hidden from everyone until something happens.

If something happens.

"You," Hitomi placed the diary down and looked at the other woman. "You're Hiromi, aren't you? The other daughter. My…my sister…"

Hiromi Yamamoto hung her head. "When Father died, Mother changed. She had fired all the servants herein the house and would disappear for hours at a time. Now I know why. And for the last couple of days…it had been the worst ever. She would look at me with a strange look in her eyes; a strange smile as she thought something. And now that I know…know that I know what she had been planning to do to me…I hadn't thought that she would even think about…about following after Father. If you hadn't of been here…been here to-" She shook her head. "I don't know what would have happened…"

Hitomi watched the woman for a moment in silence. This was Hiromi. This was the woman that her mother would talk about all the time. This was her sister…Reaching out with her hand, Hitomi placed it softly on the other woman's. "It is…nice to finally meet you, little sister."

Hiromi looked up and locked eyes with the other woman before pulling her forward into a hug. "It's nice to finally meet you too, big sister." Hitomi truly didn't know what she was supposed to be feeling; she didn't know the names of what was traveling through her but she knew that it was relief. It wasn't quite like what she felt when Kudja was there with her but it was close. Very close.

Hiromi pulled back, running her hand across the bottom of her eyes. "Have…have you ever been outside?" Hitomi stayed silent, shaking her head. "Then come with me."

"I," Hitomi blushed, hanging her head. "I can't walk very well."

"Don't worry," Hiromi grabbed her hand softly. "I'm here now. You don't have to worry about anything else ever again." Hitomi looked at her. "We might not know eachother very well but I'm not going to treat you like Mother did."

Hitomi smiled before slipping out of the warm bed. She felt her legs begin to shake and her warmth instantly disappeared. A cloak was carefully thrown around her shoulders as Hiromi placed a firm grip on her to stable her.

The first breath of outside air made Hitomi's head spin, but in a good way. It was cool and clear, not like the normal stuffiness that she would have in her room. It overwhelmed her for a moment to where she had to close her eyes before taking in the rest of the area.

It was a garden. Large fences cut it off from the rest of the world. There were trees and bushes lined up against the huge area with a little trail that would lead them around it. There was a large cherry blossom tree in the middle of the area at the shore of a small pond as snow was scattered all around. The pond was frozen and in the middle of it was a tombstone. Hitomi didn't have to think every long before figuring out who rested there.

Shijo Kyoma. Their Father.

"At first," Hiromi began as they slowly moved around the garden, allowing Hitomi to take in the area. She found herself gazing up at the stars and moon more than anything. That and the freezing, cold snow. "I didn't want to believe it but when I found the diary, how could I not. It told me everything. I don't know how you've put up with it for so long."

"It was because of Kudja," Hitomi told her softly. "Kudja has been the one…keeping me sane after all this time."

"Kudja?" Hitomi asked. "Who is that?"

"Kudja…I guess that you would call him my savior. He was there with me through everything. The pain. The sadness. The loneliness. If he hadn't of shown up with those fields of flowers and sat there with me…I don't think that I could have made it through this far."

"How long as he been with you?" Hiromi sounded serious as she thought about something. They had been outside for almost an hour now and Hitomi wanted to return inside. She would have loved to stay out more but her body…

"A few years now. Since mother started…started to hit me. I felt like I was asleep every time I saw him but I didn't care. He kept me away from the pain and it was him who helped me…helped me save myself from her…"

"Hitomi," They paused outside of the bedroom again. "Is Kudja the one that gave you the sword?"

"Yes," She nodded, slowly stepping inside. The warmth made her grin. "He also gave me some type of spell. I believe he called it…a Bakudo? Here," Hitomi sat on the bed again. She reached out to the side and grabbed the blade beside her. She felt like she was holding Kudja's hand again and turned to her sister. "This is Kudja. He doesn't look like this normally. In fact, as long as I can remember, he never looked like this until earlier today. Can you tell me what this is?"

"You don't know what A Zanpakto is?"

"Zanpakto?" Hitomi tilted her head a bit.

"You…you do know where you are, don't you? The Soul Society?"

Hitomi hung her head again. "Mother…she never really told me anything about where we live."

Hiromi stared at her for a moment before a small smile spread across her face. "Don't worry. I can tell you everything."

FYI, Aizen does not show up for a little while. He'll be here soon enough though, I promise!

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