Porcelain skin glistened in the sun's rays. Light purple and aqua hair frayed around on the pillows, halo style, while her onyx ears twitched. Dark lashes weaved together while they hid brilliant teal orbs. A loud, manly snore erupted from the sleeping body, its mouth wide open as drool pour out between the thin lips. The tall woman twitched in her sleep, kicking the blanket off the futon. Her willowy arms swung, slapping the dozing shorter woman lying next to her. Hiyori, who had just gone back to sleep for the 6th time that night, growled at the soundly sleeping woman next to her.

Rather peeved, the small blonde huffed and crawled off the futon. Throwing her shihakushou on, Hiyori grabbed a black butterfly to send a message.

"I need two new uniforms that should fit the idiot right there." Hiyori spat at the Hell Butterfly, as it quickly fluttered out of the room. Turning her attention back to the snoring woman, Hiyori watched a grimace slither its way across her features. Silent tears rolled down Sachiko's pale cheek as she continued to sleep, clearly stuck in a bad dream.

"Princess! Where are you going?! You know you shouldn't be out in this weather." The timid voice came from the frail maid that chased behind the smaller child.

"But Luna-chan! I wanna go play with Yoruichi!" The child stopped, her white hair flittering in the wind, mixing with the snowflakes. A large grin stretched around her face, trying to hide the tears that threatened to fall. The taller maid heaved over, trying to catch her breath after stopping the long chase, her brown hair cascading in front of her face. As she straightened back up, Luna smiled sweetly at the girl, a hint of regret lingering in her cool blue eyes.

"I am sorry Princess Ibaraki, but you are not aloud to play with Yoruichi. Do you not remember what your mother and father clearly told you the other day?"

"Yes, I do remember. But they have not right to judge another…" White hair straightened down her back, as the wind died down. A soft rain pattered against the ground, while the sky turned a strange brown. The small child's head hung low, eyes closed, as the snow slowly dissipated, brewing into a nasty storm above. Princess Ibaraki's eyes grew a distasteful green-blue color, while her solid white hair flew in every direction, as she rushed back to her house, tears spilling all the while.

Teal eyes burst open, tears flowing behind her body as it flung upwards in a frenzy, messy lavender hair sat atop her head, while confusion over took her facial features. Sachiko stared out into the openness of the room, looking at nothing as she collected her thoughts of the dream she had just woken from.

'What was that? Was that me? The child? I wish I could remember back that far…I can only remember back to that awful day…Oh how I wish…' Her thoughts trailed off as two burnt orange orbs pierced into her deep teal ones. Hiyori was squatting down on the futon in front of Sachiko, a worried expression glinting in her dark eyes.

"I'm not good at this, but uh…are you okay?" Hiyori watched the confused and sad woman in front of her swap emotions so quickly, she, herself, was dumbfounded. Sachiko plastered a large grin across her lips, hiding what she had been feeling a few moments ago, not wanting to worry the smaller woman in her presence.

'I know I shouldn't lie to her…but I want to know more before I feel comfy enough to spill..'

"Don't worry, I'm good!" Sachiko's smile never faltered, "It was only a nightmare, just about the hollow attack. Its all good!!"

Hiyori looked at her, a little skeptical but smiled slightly, nodding.

"Alright then…Well since your awake, you can take a bath while we wait on the clothes I ordered for you. They'll probably fit better than that itty bitty kimono you have on" Hiyori let out a small snort, letting go of her worried feelings, replacing them with a hint of jealousy. 'Damn it! What the fuck is with these big breasted women?! Why did I have to be so short and flat chested??' The smaller woman glanced down at her rather flat chest, quickly throwing a glare at the woman who now sat idly on the futon humming loudly while grinning straight her, as if waiting on something. Hiyori studied the taller female across the room, noticing that her rather child-like voice in no way made her singing any better, and boy was she sucking it up. Also, Sachiko's single bang of aqua hair had a strange curl to it that the rest of her shoulder length hair did not, making it clearly stand out.

"Um Lieutenant Hiyori…Have you heard anything I said?" Sachiko giggled, her teal gaze still set on the smaller woman before her.

Hiyori perked up, looking at the woman in confusion, "What are you talking about?"

"Well I've been asking where can I take a bath? You said I could take one while we wait, correct?" Sachiko's voice taking on a sarcastic tone, as the back of her hand covered her mouth, hiding a light laugh.

"Don't get smart with me dipshit!" The lavender haired woman might have dropped dead if looks could kill. "Its down the hall three doors and on the left." Hiyori glared daggers into the back of the retreating woman as she slid the door closed behind her.

A loud grumble spilled from the tall female, as she stretched two willowy arms above her head. Letting out a soft yawn, tangled lavender hair spilled in front of her face while she leaned down to turn the hot water on. The bathing room Sachiko stood in was rather simple, everything was either a creamy color or brown shade. Bony fingers ran through the light purple hair as steam filled the room. Placing her toe into the water to check the temp, Sachiko dipped completely in, being overtaken by the warmth. The small futon she had slept on last night had not been too comfortable for her taller frame; her height did have its perks, yet it also had its disadvantages. Sachiko draped a slender arm on the tub's side, feeling the cooler air against it gave her chill bumps. The warm water had a relaxing effect upon Sachiko's body, causing her eyelids to grow heavy. Her body sank deeper into the tub, letting the heat take her over, up to her chin, the ends of her shoulder length hair getting soaked.

Golden rays snuggled safely behind grey clouds, the sky darkened for an approaching storm. The sudden change of weather had the entire Seireitei running for cover, all except for a single being. Gusts of wind lashing at her small frame, white hair whipping around her body, golden medallions clanging together from the crown that her head donned. Fists clenched tightly, a feral growl escaped the girl's lips, a sign of the anger that sketched its way across her features. Delicate lips curled upwards into a disturbing snarl, painting a tragedy upon the normally happy child's face. As her mood grew nastier, the rain poured from the sky in heavy amounts, bringing streaks of lighting blazing against the dark clouds.

'I don't get it. She's my best friend, why am I not aloud to talk to her anymore? It doesn't make sense..'

Dainty hands gripped the black wood railing of her balcony. Sighing out of frustration, the girl pushed herself from the railing back into her room. Blue and brown hues captured her in a relaxing embrace as she threw her extravagantly clothed body onto her royal bed. Snuggling tightly into the fuzzy blankets, she let the tears flow freely, deep teal orbs glazing over. As her tense body began to relax, her vision turned dark. Everything blurred and fused with blackness, while the young child slipped into another state of mind. The world around her faded with the closing of her teal gaze. As she reopened her eyes, a new scene filled her senses.

The light pitter-patter of rain sounded through the land, saturate with a mint aroma. Thunder roared while lightening flashed in the backdrop, being hidden behind grey-brown clouds. Her now wet, white hair contrasted against the darkened landscape. The girl's fine cloth had transformed to a simple, pale blue yukata. A strange aqua color singed a strand of her white bangs, as a warm breeze flittered around her.

"Kaguya Ibaraki, I'm glad you decided to join me." The voice carried, as if a whisper in the wind, reaching the girl's sensitive ears.

"Who's there?" The white haired child whipped around to face the stranger, only to find nothing. Confused, the child tilted her head to the side, twirling the new aqua strand of hair with her finger.

"There is a reason you can't see me.." A male voice danced in the wind, tickling her ears.

"Why can't I see you? Its scaring me…" Shuddering in fear, the girl closed her eyes.

"I am the wind, I am the forever raging storm within your soul, Kaguya. My name is ………" Scrunching her eyebrows together in frustration, the girl, Kaguya, sighed. Why couldn't she hear his name? She could hear a light chuckle as the rain continued to kiss the ground.

"I guess couldn't hear my name. Try to relax and leave all the worries of reality behind…" The rain lightened up, turning to a soft mist, the sun peeking through the whitening clouds.

"I don't understand. How do I even relax when I've been banished from seeing my best friend? Because of the way she is!" Her voice raised slightly.

"But have you not, yourself, been graced with the same ability that she possesses? Use that to your advantage and sneak out." A snicker sounded as a gentle breeze wrapped around her.

"I've never thought of it that way." Kaguya smiled, a sense of peace highlighting her teal orbs.

"Thank you…?"

"Chiyukaze"

She could feel the wind around her smile in its own way. The wind and rain combined in a small orb of blue light before her. The orb gradually grew in size, as a vague image began to form in the shape of a human being, other colors slowly mixing in.

Two lanky arms protruded from the now glowing white shape, along with a pair of lean muscled legs. Bit by bit, the white dissipated, revealing a full body of a grown man.

Standing before her, Kaguya gawked at the kimono clad man. She couldn't help but blush at the sight of him. Compared to her smaller stature, he seemed to loom over her. His grey and pink kimono stretched tightly over certain parts of his body, showing off his slender muscles. His aqua hair, brushing his shoulders, had been parted on the left side, curtaining one of his deep amber eyes. This man's face was the shape of an inverted triangle, giving him a feminine look. An amused express grew across his perfect features, as he bowed before the small child. Catching her off guard, Kaguya's face lit up cherry red.

"Mad'am Ibaraki, I honored you called my name. Now, I am able to materialize into the zanpakuto that you are meant to weild."

Astounded, the girl's mouth gaped open, her white hair settled down her back. This man was the soul of her new weapon? And also apart of her own soul? Although he was attractive in a bishoun type way, he could have been accused of being gay.

'I still can't believe you thought that about me!' The voice sounded clearly in her head, causing the bathing female to pop her head up and let out a small squeak. Her slender hand rushed to her face, bringing water up to splash the sleep from her eyes. Looking around the room, Sachiko wiped the water from her face with a bath cloth that had been draped at the end of the tub. The small room was empty, although a fresh pair of clothes had been set on the sink with a note from Hiyori, as her head turned from side to side as if on a swivel. The lavender haired woman sank into the water, submerging herself wholly. Rushing back up for air, Sachiko opened her eyes again to look around the room for the owner of the voice. Shaking her head, she crawled out, grabbing a towel to wrap her body with to dry off.

'Please don't tell me you forgot about me!' A soft breeze flittered though her hair, tickling her ears. Sachiko's eyes lit up as she realized who it was.

"Chiyukaze!!!" She chirped loudly to no physical being, as she clasped her hands together happily. She danced around, the white towel around her body swished loosely around legs. "I've missed you so very much…" She stopped, her dancing ceased, as a tears tried to force their way out.

'I know…I've always been here. You just forgot how to call to me…it was too soon…I should have waited or came earlier…maybe things would have been different for you…better…' His soothing voice sent chills through her soul, letting her feel the pain in his voice. She wanted to hold him and comfort him. It was her fault that he couldn't do anything, that he had been shoved to the back of her mind, that they could never connect the way they were supposed to. They were supposed to fight with each other, be a team, be friends…and she was selfish. She focused more on how horrible her life was, having to make sure she survived. But could he blame her for that? Without her, he could not exist…

'Kaguya…I don't blame you for anything. You did what you had to do, to survive. Its true, without you…I wouldn't be here. But I'm here now, and let me help. I'm supposed to be your best friend…let me be that.' The wind around her seemed to smile, although it was humid, as if tears were floating within the room.

'Please, call me Sachiko. I have taken on another persona. I can't go back to being Kaguya Ibaraki. I need to escape that part of my past…' Sachiko grimaced into the mirror as she stood brushing her hair. The aqua strand started to curl as it dried faster than the lavender locks.

'Alright, Sachiko. But remember this, you won't be able to run from the past for long…'

'Yeah I know, geesh! Chiyukaze! Fine, if it makes you happy, I'll keep my last name.' She could hear the wind laugh around her, although slightly annoyed.

'That is not what I meant silly girl! But whatever.' Chiyukaze's ever effeminate voice caused Sachiko to laugh uncontrollably. She discarded her towel, replacing it with the shihakushou that Hiyori had given her. After glancing at her black clad body, her nose twitched in disappointment, she didn't like the way the black uniform made her body look.

'Why don't you draw down your sleeves? Show off those freckle kissed shoulders!' Chiyukaze chimed in, his smooth voice sounding more and more feminine.

'Wow…you either sound like some kinda freaky pervert, or just a homo with a good sense of style. I'll be going with the latter.' Sachiko giggled as she pulled down the sleeves, her shoulders gleaming in the light, and her hands being completely covered by the long sleeves.

"I think I'll take this," She grabbed the red obi that she had been wearing last night, "I think it'll look much better than that plain white ribbon. Which, by the way..." She grinned as she grabbed up the white cloth, wrapping it around her head, hiding the black fox ears the topped her head. The white sash gave her a pirate look, yet, not as bold.

As the conversations in her head flittered back and forth between a variety of subjects, Sachiko briskly walked back to Hiyori's room. Her willowy arms swung rhythmically with the beat her feet set. Her voice transitioned between humming and whistling, as her mind drifted off, tainted by the satin voice of her zanpakuto. Although she was talking to him in her head, she wished to have her weapon at her side.

'Hey, Chi? Do you think you could help me find you?' Sachiko hears a soft chuckle in her mind.

'Why of course my princess. That room you woke up in yesterday, that is where I am located. In a wood desk. Ask that attractive blonde man, He knows.' She laughed out loud, flicking her hair as she continued back to the smaller lieutenant's sleeping quarters.

'Before I leave my thoughts, Chiyu…do you think I should tell them the truth?' There was a small moment of silence, but in her head to Sachiko, it felt like eternity. She had paused, waiting for the answer, her eyes where lost in thought.

'Not yet, wait til more of your memory comes back. But princess, don't dwell too long on the subject. Can't have you going crazy. Now, somebody is heading this way, I shall take my leave…' Chiyukaze paused briefly, 'I'll always be here for you, Princess Kag-Sachiko Ibaraki.'

She could hear the whispers of the wind leave her, as she continued on her way back to Hiyori's room.

Hiyori hadn't heard the lavender haired woman knock as she dozed on her small futon. A strange feeling pressed down on her face, disrupting her dream. Upon wakening, a pair of huge tear orbs invaded her space, along with a Chesire Cat grin. Hiyori's eyebrows furrowed, a scowl growing across her features, throwing Sachiko off of her. She may have been a lot smaller, but she sure was nothing to underestimate.

Sachiko's high pitched giggles flooded into Hiyori's ears, making her mood that much more irritable.

"Dumbass, get off me!!" Hiyori growled, throwing her blonde locks up into two, low hanging pigtails.

"Aw, did lil' miss midget not get a good night's sleep?" Sachiko flashed a grin towards the pissed 'midget'.

"Bitch! My captain saves you, and this is how you treat me?!"

Sleep may have reflected in her hazy eyes, but it didn't show in her bitter words.

"Wow, I just noticed you're a blonde. I thought blondes were supposed to be happy, fun-loving people. But you sure aren't happy, or fun-loving!" Sachiko could feel herself inching towards the line, that if she were to cross, Hiyori might just have killed her.

"Oh, Thanks for the uniform, fits like a glove!" Before Hiyori could retort, the other comment, Sachiko had beaten her, throwing in something nice.

"Good. Now, before I kill you. We need to meet with Captain Urahara." Hiyori growled, picking the sword that rested against the futon. Stopping out the door, Hiyori glared out at the world as Sachiko danced happily behind her.

A sly smile formed in the shadows, revealing perfectly white teeth. The dark skinned stranger flicked her vibrant violet locks, as her golden eyes cast their gaze upon a certain blonde captain.

"Oh I'll finish this rather quick, and with ease." The feminine voice spoke from the shadows, a playful grin still in affect.

"Thank you. Just try not to go all out on this one." His voice full of sarcasm, Kisuke Urahara stared at the shadowed woman. Reaching into a wood desk that had been on his right, Urahara pulled out a sheathed wakizashi. The hilt was laced with amber and pink material, while a simple aqua tassle hung. "Take this, its been missing her dearly…"

In a flash, the stranger disappeared with the sword that Urahara had been holding out. Looking at the empty space, Urahara grinned, turning back to his secret project.

Walking back to the lab proved more of a challenge than expected. The white sash upon Sachiko's head liked getting snagged on any and every thing they could. It was some time after lunch, more and more squad members seemed to show up every second to witness the shorter female untangling the cloth of the much taller woman (without revealing to the world her onyx fox ears).

"Lieutenant Hiyori, we could help if you need it." The voice had spoken up from the crowd of squad 12 members. He clearly stood out with his moonlight silver hair, and large muscles. Sachiko stared at the muscular stranger, his punk image catching her off guard.

"Thanks, but no thanks Captain. I've got it from here." Hiyori retorted as she created yet another tangle from where she was balancing on the lavender woman's breasts and shoulders.

"Oh don't be so grumpy, Hiyori! Captain Kenshin was only being nice! And that rarely happens." This time a shorter girl spoke up, her wavy green hair contrasting against the pinkish scarf she had wrapped around her neck. Her eyes gleamed as a smile skipped across her lips. Hiyori stared at the pair, anger flaming around her.

"Ah!!! Don't catch me on fire with those flames of hatred Hiyori!" Sachiko squeaked as the short blonde hopped off from her perch to glare at the new corners.

"Brat! Shut up!" Hiyori slapped the lavender haired woman's arm, being too short to slap her across the back of her head. "Now, Captain Kenshin, and Lieutenant Mushiro, what business do you have with squad 12?" An icy tone spilled from the seething blonde.

"I'm here to speak to your captain. This idiot," The silver haired, muscular man pointed to the green haired girl, "wanted to come along."

Sachiko glanced over to the lieutenant, taking in the fact that she seemed to radiate pure joy, while Hiyori was only wrathful.

'Wow, this place is full of a variety of personalities.' Chiyukaze's voice spoke within her mind, much clearer than before.

'No kidding.' She replied to the male voice.

Before she had realized it, the crowd had dissipated, along within the three high ranking officers. Sachiko leaned against the wood railing, noticing a white sheet of paper nailed to the wood post.

Dumbass,

You were in LaLa Land or something so we left. Be Back Later.

Lt. Sarugaki

P.S. Bringing help.

"Well isn't she just the nicest person in the entire world." Sachiko mused aloud to herself, combing a finger through the hair that was not under wrap. Her ears twitched and flattened in annoyance.

"I think I might just-" She was cut short as a punch from behind knocked her out cold. An evil chuckle sounded from the shadowed assailant, devilish grin in place. Two dark skinned arms lifted the taller woman from her slumped position on the ground, flashing off.

Snowflakes kissed the browning grass, creating a blanket of white beauty. Nipping at any bare flesh, the wind howled through the frostbitten forest. At the edge, the dead trees twisted their branches down. Branch hands clawed their way through the tangles, reaching for the sobbing body laying in the snow. Teal eyes fluttered open, blurred from the tears spilling out onto her rosy cheeks. White hair, blending with the background, cascaded down the back and sides of the small child's face. Dark eyes burned through her as she continued crying. Her frail hands grew numb while she gripped a small sword as if it were her life.

"Kaguya Ibaraki. You are being stripped of your title as princess. Since you are such an embarrassment to this family, you are no longer have any right to be a part of it. Now leave!" The presence of shadowed beings frightened the small child. Her bare feet burned in the snow as they moved quickly away from the voice, clutching tightly to her small sword.

Numb, the only feeling she experienced the three years she lived in that dark forest. After having taken refuge in a hollowed out log, the girl had formed a small home from it, curling up tightly in a ball to keep warm. The few years that passed aged her slowly, not much, but her figure began to develop. Her body was sickly frail from shortage of food, allowing the only fat storages on her body to stand out unnaturally. Seasons changed normally, yet in this dark forest, it remained painfully cold. Kaguya started fires to cook the small animals she could find and to keep warm, yet the warmth never consumed her.

A millennium must have passed before a strange warmth wrapped around her body. Brushing the ice that had formed on her eyelashes, Kaguya opened her teal eyes, staring at the purple hair that filled her vision. The frail girl sat up, staring at a blazing campfire outside the log. Turning her teal gaze to the body next to her, she smiled for the first time in a long time.

"Yoriuchi?" Nudging the purple haired girl, Kaguya giggled as a escaped her friends lips.

"You're awake Kaguya-chan!" The girl attacked Kaguya with a hug, both falling to the ground in a fit of laughter. "I'm glad." The mood suddenly turned melancholy. Confused, Kaguya looked at her friend nervously, blinking.

"I've been searching for you so long, three years straight. Father wouldn't tell me what happened, I've been so distraught over the fact that you've been missing." The smile that sat displeasing on her lips contained no joy, not reaching her golden eyes. "Kaguya, I must hide you. You must create a new identity. I have a small place in the 45th district that you can stay at. The family there will gladly take care of you. Now we must go." Yoriuchi's dark skinned hand gripped the shoulder of her pale companion as they walked quietly away from the fire and long, small sword in Kaguya's hand.

The white haired girl halted, feeling a heavy pressure against her stomach. Dazed in confusion, the same pressure, only lighter, pushed itself against her cheek.

"Yup! That's her alright!" The cheerful voice sounded through the woods, as if coming from now where, yet from everywhere.

"Who's there?" Kaguya called out into the emptiness, as it started to slowly fade black.

"Wakey, Wakey, Foxy-chan!" The bubbly words called out to her, through the darkness. A light shone at the end of the dark, as she ran towards it, it grew larger.