Disclaimer: Don't own Bleach. But I own Hitsugaya, Toushiro! MWAHAHAHAHAHA! –Runs away like a maniac and trips- Actually… I don't… -Curls up in a corner and cries-

A/N: Thanks for all the reviews everyone!

And to DeusXM, fanfics can bend the original story a bit I believe... But sorry if it bugs you that I'm using Byakuya as Rukia's real brother!

Chapter 2: The Dream

Recap: They were laughing and talking when all of a sudden, a figure was approaching them in the hall. Rukia's face suddenly went from happy and joyful, to a terrified and shocked face.

He was slowly approaching them and when he saw the expression on Rukia's face, it pleased him to know that just the sight of him could make her tremble.

Ichigo was completely clueless as to what was going on. He stood there dumbfounded as Rukia backed up into a corner. "I-Ichigo! Run!" Rukia shouted at him. "No! What's going on Rukia!" he asked a bit confused and shocked.

Her father was standing in front of her now and picked her up by the collar. "Why aren't you in class, you slut? Are you ditching so you can have sex with this boy! You… Disgusting little WHORE! You're just like your mother!" "That's not it, sir!" she pleaded as tears welled up in her eyes. "Are you talking back to me!" he said as he threw her across the hall.

"HEY!" Ichigo yelled, "I don't know who the FUCK you are, but that is NO WAY to treat a lady! What the hell is your fucking problem!" Rukia's father turned around to face the new voice. He then looked Ichigo dead in the eyes and started walking toward him. "KAMI! RUN ICHIGO! Don't you understand that he's dangerous!" Rukia said through sobs. She then got up and stood in front of Ichigo. "Please don't hurt him, Sir! He means no harm." Rukia begged as she bowed down to him. Her father just ignored her and tossed her aside. "You… Boy with the orange hair, don't you EVER raise your voice at me again. I shall teach you a lesson." Rukia's father said as he delivered a punch straight towards Ichigo's face. Ichigo grabbed his fist with eyes angrier than ever.

"The name's Kurosaki, Ichigo…" He whispered with frustration sending a punch into her father's stomach. A little blood spurted from out of the corner of his mouth and he wiped it off with his thumb. Her father was sending another punch, but this time to Ichigo's stomach. Before it hit, Rukia shouted "STOP!" and dodged the blow for Ichigo making her fly backwards landing on top of him. Rolling off of him, she started coughing up blood and held her stomach in pain; he had hit her where her bruise was. Tears were now streaming down her face and she couldn't take anymore. "Heh heh… Stupid girl." He said letting out a small sigh.

"You bastard…" Ichigo grumbled. He got up and threw a punch straight into her father's face. Blood started running down his nose and out of the sides of his mouth. "Foolish boy, you almost broke my nose…" her father's words came out calmly, as if it were just a regular conversation. Suddenly, he surprised Ichigo with a strong kick to his ribs. Ichigo fell over in pain, he thought one of his ribs were probably fractured. "Well anyways, Rukia, I just came here to tell you that some very important people from my company are coming over in…" he looked at his watch, "about two or three hours. You'd still be in school and I don't want you coming home disturbing my guests with that revolting face of yours. Sleep over at that one cutie girl with the big breasts' house. Orihime's. I'll see you the next day after you come home from school I guess." With that, he left. They both thought it was sickening how he would check out younger women that were about half his age.

Ichigo didn't look too beat up and he guessed his rib wasn't actually fractured, but nearly fractured. "Rukia, wait here, I'm going to talk to sensei real quick." She nodded weakly and lay on the floor waiting for him to come back out.

"Sensei, Kuchiki-san isn't feeling too good, I'm going to go take her home. Is that ok?" "Make sure you check with the office first…" She replied and he left. Before he left, he took a tissue and went back into the hall to where Rukia was. He quickly wiped up the blood that she spat out and threw it away. As he walked back to Rukia, part of her stomach was showing and he saw this huge bruise on it. "Rukia… Did your dad do that to you?" he said a bit disgusted with the thought of her father. "Let's not talk about this right now…" He nodded understandingly and picked her up bridal style, taking her to the office. She closed her eyes listening to the steady beat of his heart and soon fell asleep.

Before she completely fell asleep, she heard muffled voices. "I was sent to the office to take Kuchiki, Rukia home. She threw up and passed out in class." Ichigo's voice soothed her and being in his arms made her feel safe. A feeling she had forgotten since her mother passed away and was brought back by a boy with orange hair that had risked his life to save a girl he had merely met minutes ago.

As he was walking back to his apartment, which was only a block away from the school, he realized she had fallen asleep and he also noticed her face was so peaceful. He decided to walk a little slower, not wanting to wake her.

A few minutes later, they reached his apartment. He was wondering how he was going to open the door with a girl in his arms when all of a sudden his neighbor had appeared and said "Need any help?" Ichigo hadn't known his neighbor for long, but so far, he always appeared when he needed help. "Uhh yeah, could you lend me a hand Toushiro?" "Where are your keys?" he responded already knowing he probably couldn't carry the girl. "They're in my jacket in the left pocket." He reached in and pulled the keys out then opened the door for him. "Why didn't you go to school today?" Ichigo asked. Hitsugaya, Toushiro was the same age as them and went to the same school. "Didn't feel like it. I already know most of the stuff they teach anyways." He said as he walked inside and sat on one of the couches. Ichigo took Rukia to his bedroom and gently laid her on his bed. She snuggled up to the new resting place and turned to her side. Ichigo walked back to where Toushiro was and he greeted him with a "So what's with the girl? She looks pretty beat up." "That girl's name is Kuchiki, Rukia. Her dad's a son of a bitch and beat her up a bit at school when she was telling me what they were discussing in class. Looks like this isn't the first time he's beat her. So I made up some lie and took her to my place. Her dad didn't want her to come home today." Toushiro just nodded and thought about something for a bit.

"Rukia Come here sweetheart. Sit next to daddy." The voice of her father sent chills through her spine. Why was he using such terms as 'daddy' and 'sweetheart' now? She was 16, a young woman, and her father never used these new terms with her. She knew if she didn't obey, her father would give her a bad beating. So, she walked over to her father, bowed, and sat to the right of him. She looked at his face for a moment and saw that it was blank, pitch black, like she couldn't remember what he looked like. He took her right hand and placed it on his thigh. "You know I never meant to hurt you, right sweetie?" She just nodded not knowing what to expect. Then he placed his left hand on top of her right hand and started moving it towards his inner thigh. She was starting to panic a bit, but didn't show it on her face. "Even though I call you all those ugly names and beat you, I love and care for you deep down." Her hands started trembling. She was scared and didn't know what was happening. "Why are your hands shaking sweetie? You shouldn't be scared." He took his right hand and turned her chin so she would face him. Her eyes wandered anywhere and everywhere but his. "Why don't you look at your daddy? My my, you've grown up to be a fine young woman…" She could tell he was scanning her body. "Almost as good as your mom's." He removed his hand from her chin and cupped her right breast. Her whole body started shaking now. "Please stop, Sir…" He removed his hand from her breast and unzipped his pants. "Just stroke it honey. There's nothing to be afraid of…" He took her right hand and placed it on a firm object. Tears welled up in her eyes and she knew what was happening. He started moving her hand up and down. She tried to pull away but his grip was too tight and she threw up on the other side of her. Now the tears were quickly making their way down her face.

Her eyes suddenly opened and she wasn't familiar with her surroundings. She sat up and felt the silk sheets forgetting about her dream, more nightmare than dream. Those sheets definitely weren't hers. She looked around the room and remembered what had happened before she fell asleep. "This must be Ichigo's place…" she thought. "Umm… Hello?" She said peeking out the room door into a short hallway. She then saw the familiar spiky orange haired boy and an unfamiliar spiky white haired boy. They both looked at her. "You're finally up?" Ichigo asked. "No, I'm just standing here because I'm sleeping." She replied to his stupid question.

"I'll leave now." Toushiro said before they could start having their glare down (Kind of like a stare down, but glaring instead). "Oh, Rukia, this is Hitsugaya, Toushiro, he's my neighbor." He bowed to her and made his leave. "Don't do anything perverted now." He directed at Ichigo. Ichigo just shot him a glare and Toushiro laughed. Rukia blushed a little and looked away.

"So what would you like me to make for dinner, Rukia?"

A/N: So that was the end of chapter 2! Hope you all liked it! Please, please, please, review! It motivates me to type up another chapter quicker. What's he going to make her for dinner? Is he a good cook? What will their conversation be like? We'll have to wait for the next chapter! I had to add Hitsugaya-kun in the story some how. I lovee him! Maybe I'll add more characters from Bleach in it. You guys and gals can give me an idea of who you would like me to add next. Yeah? Sounds good. Remember to review please!