Yay! The second chapter! Thank you for those who reviewed. Now, you guys are lucky because I kinda don't have to work as hard, so updating will be quite easy for me to do. I honestly can't remember the last time I updated one of my stories in the next day. Well, I will attempt to keep my chapters nice and long for you guys to enjoy. Please review when you're done reading! Would really appreciate it. And if you have any ideas for me, don't mind sharing them and I will surely include them to your liking (and mine as well xP). Well, enjoy! :)

P.S. My summary is wrong, this is NOT a Disney movie... I forgot... it just seems like it a lot... so thank you to NaruHinaFanboy for pointing that out to me... :)

BTW, as you can tell, this is AU. Just in case anyone was wondering...

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or the movie that inspired this story.

Ichigo Kurosaki sneakily crept up from behind the grand chairs, just wanting to catch a glimpse of the party. His worn out shoes made no sound as he walked, and he knew his tattered and torn clothing did not fit the scene around him. His eyes suddenly glanced over to the czar and the princess, her auburn hair tied up in a fancy ponytail and her fragile body covered with a glamorous gown. She was already wearing fancy and expensive jewelry, as young as she was. Ichigo somehow couldn't keep his eyes off of her, as she was twirling and dancing around her father. Ichigo leaned out a bit further in order to get a better look of the scene when suddenly-

"Ichigo! You're not supposed to be here! Go back to the kitchen where you belong!" Hitsugaya Toushiro, the butler, hissed in his ear, all the while dragging the young boy by his wrist.

"So what? Why should I take orders form a guy who's my height?" Ichigo whined, trying to pry himself out of the oddly strong grasp of Hitsugaya.

Laughing jubilantly, Sora lifted up Orihime and suddenly the room got darker and colder. Setting her softly down, Sora knew exactly who had come.

"Papa? Everything okay?" Orihime asked worriedly. He didn't answer.

Suddenly, the guests parted themselves for the "special" guest to pass through. Gasps were heard all around, everyone began to talk quietly in fear and anger.

"Now, now. You didn't think that I would've missed this grand party of yours, my royal highness?" Aizen dramatically bowed in front of Sora and laughed mockingly. "And here I thought I was uninvited."

"What are you doing here, Aizen? You must leave now! Get out!" Sora glared at the man before him, a glare filled with hate and betrayal. Through his mind, he remembered that past few years that he had entrusted in this man. A man who was supposed to bring about good to his future, a supposedly holy man, but in the end, all Aizen worked for was in for only himself.

"Do you really think your weak power of man will get me out? Hah! Instead, I banish you by using my high unholy powers with a curse!"Gasps were heard all around and Aizen laughed as he sensed the fear around him, giving him power to go on. "Mark my words, you and your family will die within a fortnight. I will not rest until I see the end of the Inoue line forever!" Aizen turned around and walked out. Sora worriedly looked behind him towards his daughter and his sister.

Down Below in the "Laboratory" of Aizen

Aizen skipped down the stairs and went straight to his desk in which an old, worn out book of ancient magic lay upon the dusty table. He quickly flipped through the pages, skimming the words and flipping through pages once more. He half-turned a page, but then went back and an evil grin appeared.

He quickly set to work on to get his curse upon this filthy family and when he was done, he prepared himself for the final touches. He walked to the center of the room where a large hole that dug deep to the ends of hell itself lay. Muttering words and practically praying, Aizen sold his soul in order to gain the power to destroy them. A large beam of green light with swirling black arose from the hole, sucking his soul and at the same time, somehow handing him a glass cylinder with a stone snake entwined the bottle and a skull on top. Aizen held the bottle with care and a type of love as he stared within the depths of the green power inside the bottle.

"Go, go and fulfill you dark purpose." Out from the mouth of the skull came swirling, ghost-like creatures. "End the czar and his family once and for all." Cackling with laughter, he knew he had gotten them now.

Back Above in Normal Homes and Palaces

"End the czar! End the czar!" A mob yelled from outside the gates of the Inoue palace. The people held pitch-forks and torches, pumping their fists in the air, their eyes filled with hatred. The creatures unlocked the gates so that the mob would enter through, not that any of them saw. The group stampeded through the gate and ran to the doors of the palace.

Within the walls of the Inoue home, tension filled the air and panic was in everyone's eyes.

"Rangiku, get out of here and take Orihime with you. Take good care of here, got it?" Sora hugged his sister and she nodded, tears on the verge of coming out, but she must hold a strong front for Orihime.

"Papa? You're not coming with us! You can't stay here! You have to come!" Orihime was sobbing by now, scared of losing her father. "The mob will kill you! There's too many of them for you! Papa!"

Sora knelt down and cupped his daughter's face, lovingly looking into her eyes. "Don't you worry about me. Go with your aunt, I'll be fine. Plus, I'm not alone. The butlers are here to help me. Now go, my dear princess." He hugged her tightly, knowing deep within his heart that this would be the last time he will see her face. The doors of the palace suddenly burst open and Sora pushed Orihime and Rangiku down a hallway, closing the large doors behind him. Up on the wall, above a fireplace, hung a sword. Sora pulled it off from the wall and steadied himself for what was to come before him.

Rangiku ran down the hall as fast as she could while holding onto her niece by her wrist. Orihime ran beside her, trying to keep up her pace, but tripping on her own feet every now and then. Her heart was pumping from fear and sadness as well. She turned her head for a second and suddenly fell.

"Oof!"

"Orihime! Come on! Get up, we have to go!" Rangiku urged her. She could see the mob from outside through the large windows coming closer to where they were. Orihime stood up and suddenly she remembered.

"My music box!"Orihime then ran back, heading to her room.

"Orihime! Come back!" Rangiku yelled out.

They quickly entered the room and Orihime flew everything around, looking for the special object and suddenly grabbing it and carefully placing it in the pocket of her coat. Rangiku quickly closed the door behind her, not believing the position they were in at the moment.

"Please hurry!" Ichigo popped out from a secret passage way, startling both of the females. "Come this way, out of the servants' quarters." Ichigo pushed both of them to their new exit, and on the way, Orihime dropped the music box. She turned around and Ichigo just pushed her back in. "Go, go!" He grabbed the music box off the floor, and stared at it for a second.

"Oh, no! Aizen, they're getting away!" Ulquiorra, the "pet" bat of Aizen exclaimed out from the window of Orihime's room.

At the same moment, the mob entered the room, yelling and asking the boy where they were. Ichigo threw a small lamp at the man and the stranger hit him hard on the side with a rifle. Ichigo bent over, his eyesight getting hazy, and went unconscious as the music box rolled onto the floor, out of his grasp.

Rangiku and Orihime continued to run, their shoes crunching the snow beneath them, already forgetting about the servant boy who had helped them escape. As they were running to the train station, they walked over the frozen river that was beneath a walking bridge and out from above jumped Aizen, suddenly dragging down Orihime.

"Ah! Get off me!" Orihime kicked her leg as to try to pry off the man from her leg.

"Aizen!" Rangiku yelled, still holding onto her niece.

Suddenly the ice cracked beneath the villain, and gravity began to drag him into the cold water. Orihime was then able to take her leg back and they both ran off to continue off to their destination. Aizen then began to drown and in flew Ulquiorra, not knowing what to do.

"Master!" Beside him, the glass cylinder shone in the moonlight.

A train whistled in the distance, just beginning to take off.

"Orihime, we must hurry up!" Rangiku pushed her legs to run faster, and yet still trying to have Orihime along with her. They had caught up to the end of the train where they could jump onto. Rangiku held out her hand and someone grabbed onto it, allowing her to come on. Orihime seemed to lack behind, but kept on pursuing the train.

"Auntie!"

"Orihime! Take my hand, hold onto my hand!" Rangiku took out her hand for Orihime to take and her small hand was able to take hold of hers, but the train kept on getting faster.

"Don't let go, Auntie!" But the train kept on running fast and faster. Rangiku's grip couldn't hold on any longer and Orihime's hand slipped away. She fell back on the train platform, her head hitting hard against the wooden, cold ground. She fell unconscious and Rangiku kept on calling her name, her hand still reaching out for her niece, but a man was pulling her back from having her fall. And the train kept on going forward, leaving the young princess on the train platform alone.

Dun dun dun! Will Orihime be okay? And if you saw the movie which I'm sure almost the whole world did, don't give it away! Cause you never know what twist I might have... okay, so I don't have much twists in here, but whatever... Review please!

P.S. To make it even easier for me, it shall stay in place of Russia so that it won't get confusing along with the storyline... sorry for the inconvenience if there was any.