"The best of people is one whose neighbor is safe from his hand and tongue"- H

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The Hairdresser of the Daughter of a Pharaoh

-OPgirl

Chapter 3: The hairdresser

"H-his trying to kill you" the man said before he died. Rukia looked at him.

Who thus this person referring to and mistaken me for?

Rukia thought to herself as she carefully laid the body of the killed man. She looked around.

It would be troublesome if someone saw me looking through this dead man's belongings.

She deduced. Dragging the dead body of a 40 year old looking man towards the back of the brick walls not too far away from the alley.

This place is hidden enough. Who was that cloak person? Why did he killed this man? Huh. I should not involve myself with other people's problem.

Rukia thought as she checked the things the man had with him. The man had a small bag and a pouch. Carefully she looked inside the bag.

Clothes. Scrolls. And another small pouch. This person have nothing much and he looked like an artisan or something. The pouch contain a brush and a mirror.

Rukia thought while examining the things. She pick the mirror and look at it. Although it was a moonless night, the light coming from the house behind her gave enough illumination to see her face on the mirror.

Well. I look awful! I am covered with dry blood and my hair is sticky. And my dress is tattered all over and rough looking. I did not remember ever wearing this costume but I bit this clothes looks nice in its original form.

Rukia deduced as she check herself properly. She was wearing a typical desert dress. The blue-violet color of the cloth faded and the intricate design on its hem is unrecognizable. After looking at her reflection, she retrieve the other bigger pouch and looked inside it.

"Bread and a bottle" She uttered. Hurriedly she opened the bottle and sniffed the content.

Good! It's not a wine.

Rukia realized, slowly she drank the content of the bottle and started eating the bread. Suddenly she looked at the dead body.

"I am sorry old man for eating your food and looking at your things without permission" She apologized. "Thank you" she said. Stealing food from other is her forte ever since she was forced to steal to survive.

After eating some of the bread, she stored the remaining food back on the pouch and stuff it inside the bag. She then picked the clothes she took from the bag and examine it.

This clothes looks comfortable enough. I should change my dress. Maybe I could return at the oasis and take a bath there. I am uncomfortable with the sweat and glime I acquired throughout the day.

Rukia thought to herself as she tried to stand up and leave the place silently.

"Hey you! What are you doing there?!" a baritone voice shouted behind her.

Oh No! This is bad.

Rukia thought as she slowly hid her face using the cloth wrapped on her head. Using all her gained energy she tried to jump away luckily in time as she avoided the person's sharp sword from hitting her back.

This fool is so brash! I can't possibly negotiate my escape from him.

Rukia realized. Slowly she buried her foot on the sand while waiting for the right moment.

"Who are you?! Did you kill that man?" he asked forcefully. He walked closer towards the cloaked figure in front of him yet as he come closer the person kicked the sandy ground towards his face making his eyes irritated.

Perfect! Now I should be able to escape.

Rukia thought. Through being a thief her whole life, she was able to snatch the bag and the pouch beside the dead man's body and escape. Yet before she did so, she kicked the guts out of the weird haired man.

"O-oof!Get back here. Hey you!" The weird haired man shouted. Rukia smiled to herself after seeing the man's shadowy figure kneel on the ground.

With his gigantic height, I bit I would not be able to outrun him if I did not do something.

Rukia thought almost worriedly. "I am just glad I was able to cover my face before he saw me" she said with a hint of smugness. Suddenly she remembered the dying man's words.

'H-his trying to kill you'

Who could that old man be? I never found out his identity even after I checked his belongings. Brother, wants to kill me he said? Who is he? Too many things happened to me in this world. When am I going to wake up anyway?

Rukia wondered as she run towards the oasis she had come from. She looked up at the sky and saw that the sun rising on the horizon. The orange strip of light between the dark sky and the barren land looks magnificent.

Who am I in this world?

"Hairdresser" she uttered.

A/N: Thank you for the reviews :D I will do my best to improve.

To Bleach Lover: Good day, thank you for reading and reviewing. You saying this chap is nice made me happy. Thank you. For the "Looking-for-an-author-who will continue the Bleached(2007)" vague request. I am sorry to say that I will not do it(If that's what you are asking)...Because I believe I am not capable enough of continuing her/his work. Every author has their own style and flavor. That story though is interesting and it would be nice if the author himself would continue it. Although Bleach ended, We fans can't get enough of it so I believe someone out their might be able to write about that. Thank you very much.

To RukiaChan515: Hi girlie! Thank you for the polite request. I'll do my best to update as soon as possible. I am excited as well :D

To Amethyst hazel: I'll do my best to improve the clarity of my writing style. Thank you for your review. Your eagerness to read the upcoming chapter made me want to write chapter 4, right about now :D