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I didn't have somewhere I needed to be, there was no one waiting up for me, there was no one worried if I was in danger. The one thing that helped me deal with this was the fact that people had it worse than me, even if I couldn't help myself I would help them. No matter what it takes. And at the end of every tunnel there's a light right? Mine is just a little harder to find than most peoples. With my new goal I continued my journey back to my house.

Chp 3

The Man With Black Hair

I came home around two o clock in the morning. There were no lights on so I knew my mom was asleep. I failed to notice how there was barely any furniture in my living room. Locking the door behind me I dragged myself upstairs, finding some clothing on the ground, I quickly changed into a pair of sweats and an old T-shirt. I eagerly snuggled into my bed under the warm piled up blankets. I began to drift off into a dreamland, where there was no heartache, a place I could escape the reality I call life.

A few hours later, I heard my door open and close with a loud "thump" waking me up, footsteps came closer to my bed.

"Orihime, I finished packing yesterday. The moving trucks are outside. I came into your room and saw it was a mess, what were you thinking?! The good person I am, I ended up finishing YOUR job but I threw away the stuff I thought were useless. Hurry up I'll be waiting down stairs by the truck."

Groaning I awoke from my slumber. Looking around I saw what she said was right. My room was empty except for my bed and a few clothing items on the ground. I quickly took a shower to wake me up and grabbed one of the t-shirts in a pile on the ground. I had washed them the other day but from the looks of it my mom thought they were "trash" so I didn't bring them with me. I looked once over my old bedroom and memories began to flow through my mind like a rush of water from a faucet. Walking out of my room, I shut the door. Looking to my right, I saw my brother's old bedroom. "Sora…"
Walking into his room, I saw it was empty. There was nothing, not even a bed or his old trophies. It looked like a barren ghost town. You couldn't even tell somebody used to live in here. I felt my heart tear once more, adding to the list of injuries that poor organ has had to endure just within the last week. I knew my mother had thrown everything away.

Finally leaving the bedroom I went downstairs. Walking through the door, I looked back once. Turning around, I walked away from my old life.

Once in the truck, it was quiet. Until she started speaking...

"Okay Orihime, this is very important to me. I love this man, even before you were born. He means everything to me and I want you to treat him with nothing but respect. I don't always want you around so make sure you're not a bother. You better not embarrass me other wise you'll regret it. He has a daughter and you better treat her like a queen, I don't want to hear anything bad about you Orihime. You better be thankful he's even allowing you to come into his house. Understand?" She looked at me with a stern face, I noticed she wasn't joking, I felt hurt.

"Do you want to add anything else to your wonderful list?" I threw back at her, looking away and out the window at the scene of moving pictures. Driving farther and farther away from the previous chapter in my life.

"Watch your mouth." She threatened.

I just nodded. Then I remembered, this was all happening to fast. I never even had a chance to tell Tatsuki about it. I'll just call her later this week. Mom never told me where the "home'' was, what if it was in another city? What would I say to Tatsuki? 'Oh hey, I just moved out of the blue thanks to my careless mother and I won't see you ever again in my life, say goodbye to the plans we made this summer and for the rest of our days living in this unfair world?'

"I'm going to the same school right?" Tatsuki and I had plans, we even picked out our schedule to make sure we would have the same classes.

"No."

My face paled, I was speechless.

"Go in the backseat and change. I don't want my future family to meet someone that looks like- referring to me with one hand and pointing up and down while the other was on the wheel- go in the back and change, there should be a black dress there and make sure to keep it on the rest of the day."

Nodding, I hopped in the back seat and took of my clothing. Throwing on the dress, I saw it was a tight little thing that hugged my curves but had a modest neckline. It came a few inches above my knees and had sleeves, It was a plain black cotton type of material. I found black flats on the seats; I was sure my mom placed them out there for me so I put them on.

Coming back to the seat in the front next to my mom, I wanted to ask her more about what she was getting US into.

"So where exactly are we driving to?"

"Orihime stop asking stupid questions, you already know this."

"No I meant WHERE like location."

"Obviously still in Karakura Town, were here."

She was right, looking up I saw a large gate. It was golden and seemed to be as tall as the sky. It was shiny and adorned with pearls, I could practically see my reflection from inside the gate slowly began to open as my mom began to drive in. Looking out the windows, I saw the biggest and most beautiful mansions. The type you saw in movies and magazines. Finally coming to a stop, my mom began to step out of the car.
A group of servants in matching black and white uniform stepped out, all behind a tall man with black hair. I assumed he was to be my mother's new husband.
Looking closely at him, I saw he had long black hair styled with barrettes. He had a serious face and looked very prim and proper, back straight he strode to my mom with authority and grace. He had violet eyes, I remembered seeing those eyes before but I didn't know where from...
"Byakuya," my mom whisperer and for the first time I saw something flicker over her eyes. The same thing would happen whenever she saw my brother all those years ago. Care? Love? Her face seemed to soften and when I looked back at the man, he seemed like a different person. They shared a long passionate kiss, while little old me stood awkwardly in the corner shifting my weight to my other foot. Looking anywhere but them, I glanced at the servants. I couldn't read the look on there faces. What felt like centuries later I heard my mother squeal like a child. It seemed happiness was written all over her face.

"Oh Byakuya, I can't wait to meet her! I wonder if she'll remember me! Is she here?" My mom questioned while stepping back away from the mans arms and looking behind him.

"Oh no, she is out with her friends right now but you'll get to see her soon enough." Said that black haired man.

"Let me start bringing my stuff in! I'm so exited to finally live the rest of my life with you, without any obstacles in the way my love." After my mothers cheesy speech she ran to open the back of the truck, the man named Byakuya followed.

"Love, who's this?" Byakuya turned to me.

"Oh, that's my… Daughter. Orihime this is Byakuya Kuchiki, Byakuya Kuchiki this is my daughter, Orhihime Inoue. She spit my name like it was acid in her mouth.

I didn't let that bother me; putting on a 'happy' face I greeted him by reaching my hand out for a shake.

"It's nice I finally meet the man my moms been talking about for what seems like a millennia."

He laughed and responded, "Likewise."

He retreats to my mothers form behind the back of the truck. "Oh love, this is why we have servants let's go inside and get comfortable. They'll bring everything to the rightful rooms. Oh I almost forgot, Orihime, Ayame here will show you to our room." My mothers form and the man named Byakuya Kuchiki left. That named sounded so familiar well the Kuchi.. Violet eyes.. RUKIA! It it can't be.. Can it?

"Mrs. Inoue?" The girl named Ayame gained my attention. A few inches shorter than me, with blonde hair put up in a bun and blue eyes she began to speak. I was so lost in thought I just stared at her without hearing a single thing she said.

"I'm sorry, um could you repeat that?" I felt embarrassed; here she was helping me while I was lost inside my head.

Giggling she said, "it's fine, would you like me to show you to your room?"

"Oh! No, don't you guys need help? I can't possibly let you do everything by your self. It is mostly my mothers stuff, I should help bring it in," I claim, I couldn't possibly let them do my mothers job. It was rude, they shouldn't have to pick up after her, we just came here.

"You're such a sweet girl, but its fine Mr. Kuchiki asked us too. I have been working here for years and enjoy my job. Don't worry though, you remind me so much of her! Mrs. Kuchiki would say the same-" she immediately stopped after bringing up the previous wife of Byakuya.

I immediately caught on to what she was about to say, wanting to ignore the awkward tension that was sure to rise if I pushed 'that' conservation any further I tried to pretend I didn't hear. "Are you sure?" I asked worried.

"Of course." She smiled kindly at me, but I saw a glimpse of sadness flash over her face. I was never shown that much care, well not since Sora has been gone. Following Ayame into the large mansion, it was even more beautiful on the inside. There were all types of furniture in the color of gold, many large paintings, and sets of china scattered about.

I felt guilty, from what I just witnessed, it seems like Byakuya Kuchiki's previous wife was a very good person and close to the servants here. I had to apologize. "I'm sorry Ayame. I.. I don't belong here, neither does my mom. I feel like we just complicated things here. Now you guys are stuck picking up after us. I feel like we practically ruined this family's life, the parents were happily married and had a child." Stopping and looking down at the floor, I couldn't prevent myself from thinking about Rukia.

"Mrs. Inoue-"

"Please, call me Orihime." I practically begged her.

"Of course, Orihime, I want you to know. No matter what you think, YOU didn't ruin a family, non of this is your fault. You shouldn't worry too much; you have a beautiful smile I would be honored if you were to share it with me." The blonde haired Ayame scolded me like a parent would to there child.

I remembered the promise I made the other night, I can't break it so soon! Nodding I smiled the biggest smile I could possibly make and wiped a few tears away. Following Ayame, she brought me to a large white room with a queen sized bed in the corner next to a large window over viewing the garden in the backyard.

Looking out the window I whispered, "it's beautiful."

Turning around to look at Ayame I smiled and thanked her. She quickly bowed and left, "I must go an assist outside." She had said.

After Ayame had gone, a few bags were brought to my room. I didn't own a lot. Just clothing, some book, and a few things here and there. I didn't have anything to do and Tatsuki was at a karate tournament, bored out of my mind, I wanted to look around the house and check the neighborhood out. Walking out of my new room, I tried to find the front door. After getting lost and opening the wrong door multiple times, I finally found it. The moving truck was gone and I was clueless as to where my mother was. But at this point, I didn't really care. Walking over the front lawn, I began to venture around.

Walking past trees and houses, I made sure to remember to keep track of where I was going. Thinking I was alone, I began to hum. But before I knew it, I heard footsteps and somebody grabbed my shoulder turning me around. It was a boy, panting, from the looks of it trying to catch his breath. The one thing I immediately noticed was he had bright orange hair.

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