Title: Can You Save Me?
Summary: Rukia struggles in a life of fear as her father beats and attempts to rape her and her brother, Byakuya, is never home to protect her. Will this all change when a certain orange haired boy falls in love with her?
Disclaimer: I don't own the Bleach characters nor do I own Bleach. ;-;

Rating: M (sexual situations, use of language)
A/N: This is my first fanfic, so don't criticize too harshly. No flames please. ;;n.n

Chapter 1: Orange head

"Mommy…?" a little 5 year old girl cried out. Her mother was lying on the floor, blood leaking out of the corner of her mouth; streams of tears were flowing down her face and her body was beaten severely. Her father stood at the door way with an evil smirk across his face. She could smell all the alcohol on him from where she was. "Your mother was a useless bitch, Rukia. She doesn't deserve to live." Her father said coldly. Rukia just sobbed into her mother's bloody blouse. "Please don't leave me mommy…" her mother just gave a weak smile and lifted a bruised arm to wipe the tears off of Rukia's face. "Don't cry sweetheart, you know it breaks my heart…" Her father came up behind Rukia, picked her up, and tossed her aside. "You stupid whore!" he shouted at her mother and kicked her in the ribs. If her ribs weren't already broken, they were sure to be broken now. Her mother coughed up more blood and was in a fetal position on the ground. She was so badly beaten that she couldn't even cry out in pain. Her brother, Byakuya, came in to see what all the commotion was. He saw Rukia in a corner weeping and he quickly took her out of the room. He carried her to his room and placed her on his bed. "Mommy! She needs our help nii-san!" Rukia cried out. "Hush Rukia. We can't do anything to save mommy now…" Her brother was only 14 years old at the time. Her sobs died down and she fell fast asleep on her brother's bed. Byakuya sat beside her and their father stumbled into Byakuya's room. "You got the stupid little brat to quiet down." Byakuya just sat there and nodded. "Good, son…" He said as he passed out in the door way from all of the alcohol he had drank. Byakuya dragged him to his father's bed room and placed him on his bed. He also placed a glass of water and a bucket near his bed just incase their father needed to vomit. Then he walked to the room where his mother was. She was lying still. Blood was all over the floor and on her clothes. He slowly walked up to her. "Mom?" he said very concerned. No reaction. He tapped her shoulder and called to her again. Still no reaction. A tear slid down his cheek which was followed by many more. He kneeled there quietly mourning his dead mother.

BEEP! BEEP! Rukia's alarm clock rang and she sat straight up. Her head was throbbing with a headache and she was on the verge of tears from her nightmare which had happened 11 years ago. She was now 16 and in high school still living with her dad. Her brother Byakuya was away in another part of Japan due to his job. He was always away on business trips and tried to avoid coming home as much as he could. She looked at the clock, and it read 6:15AM. "Shit…" She mumbled to herself as she got up from her bed walking to her drawer. She picked out her school uniform and then headed for the shower. She turned on the water, took off her pajamas, and placed them in a hamper. In the mirror, she saw a bruise on her stomach, upper thigh, and on her arms. Carefully rubbing the bruise on her stomach, she twitched at the memory of what happened last night.

Her father had come home drunk after a terrible day at work and he slapped her across the face when he greeted her "incorrectly". He said she didn't bow down right and slapped her so hard, she fell on her side. Then he started beating her with his fists, careful not to punch her in places it would show. He sent a punch in her stomach and she coughed up blood. Then he told her to get up and clean herself off. She bowed down to him and said "Thank you, Sir." And as she turned around, he slapped her on the back of the head. She retreated to her room and did as he told her. After her shower, she laid on her bed and silently cried herself to sleep.

She took a quick shower, got dressed, and brushed her teeth. Then she went downstairs quickly to make her father breakfast before he woke up. It was 7:10AM by the time she finished everything. She wrapped her father's food up and placed it on the table. Then she made sure the coffee was brewing for her father and grabbed a banana for herself. She went back upstairs to grab her bag for school and headed back downstairs. As she was making sure everything was cleaned up, her father came downstairs.

"Good morning, Sir." She said bowing down. He sat down at the table and started to eat.

"I will be leaving for school now, Sir."

She turned around and as she was leaving, he said "Pull your skirt down, you ugly slut. Nobody wants to look at you."

She did as told and bowed to him before she walked out the door.

While she was eating her banana and walking to school, she felt her leg aching, probably from the bruise. She walked at a slower pace, but she walked quickly enough so that she'd still make it to school in time. She finished her banana and tossed it in a near by trash can.

Practically limping into the school gates, she realized she was a couple minutes early because she saw people out in the school yard still. She decided to head on into her classroom anyways. Sitting at her desk, she felt relaxed because she knew her father wouldn't come here. Then she placed her head on the desk as she looked out the window at the students that were outside socializing while she was half dead in a classroom. The bell rang and her head shot straight up. The headache was gradually creeping its way back into her head, shooting up so fast also made the bruise on her stomach burn.

People slowly made their way into the classroom. Orihime, a friend of hers, smiled a big smile and said "Rukia-chan! Good morning! Why do you look so down today?" "I'm just a bit tired today Orihime-chan." She said with a fake smile plastered to her face.

Twenty minutes into class, a new student with bright orange hair entered the room and handed their Sensei a note. "Class, we have a new student. His name is Kurosaki Ichigo." The new student just gave off a "Feh" and waited for the teacher to tell him where to sit. "You will be sitting next to Kuchiki Rukia. Raise your hand Kuchiki-san." Rukia raised her hand as told and he sat next to her. "Kuchiki-san, would you mind getting him caught up on things outside of class?" Rukia nodded and headed outside as the orange haired boy followed her.

"Ok, we're learning about Japanese history and junk like that…." "You don't seem too enthusiastic about this." He replied. "Well, I'm kind of tired orange head." She replied back matter of factly. "HEY! Leave my orange hair out of this!" she giggled at his response. "Hmph…" he said crossing his arms over his chest and looking away a bit peeved. She started laughing now and put her hand on his shoulder while the other one was on her stomach. Suddenly, pain electrocuted through her body and she bent over in pain with both hands on her stomach.

"What's wrong?" He said a bit worried. "Oh nothing…" she made up a lie. "Cramps, that's all." Again, she plastered a fake smile on her face. "Well… Ok… If you say so."

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.

A/N: Who could it be (you can probably already figure it out…)? Why is this person here? You'll just have to wait for the next chapter won't you? : I'll only update if I get 5 reviews. So please review! I'm not a very good writer, so sorry if it kind of sucks.