A/N: So I'm sorry to those who started reading this story a while ago. I took a short (extremely long) break. Mostly do to writers block, but also I had a lot of stuff going on. But! It shall not happen like that again :) Soooooo thank you to all that read and please review. It makes me so happiful.

Disclaimer: I sadly do not own Bleach or Byakuya Kuchiki (oh but I wish I did)


"Uh no…"

"No?"

"No."

He sighed as if I was being terribly difficulty. I felt like I was being just. "Your choices are rather limited at the moment Miyako."

Why was it that I liked the way he said my name? "I like making up my own choices."

"You don't have that option at the moment."

I frowned at him and debated taking that fight option again…

Because it worked so well last time.

Okay so no that wasn't an option, but death by sword was.

"I feel as if I will be found very easily that way Captain Kuchiki."

"Have you ever heard of hiding in plain site Miyako?" he asked the clearly rhetorical question.

"Some things aren't as great in practice as in theory," I said to myself more than him.

He didn't respond.

"This has horrible written all over it."

He remained absolutely silent as he stared at me.

"Okay you want to go down this road. The silent road. What happened to not being as immature as me?"

"I just know that no discussion will change the results of what is going to happen," he said.

I stared at him in disbelief. I refused to be controlled. Refused. "And what happens when I run away again?" I asked.

He stared at me.

"Okay well I doubt that I'd get very far," I finally agreed. So threatening him was stupid.

He nodded. "No you would not."

"Fine. Let's go with the stupid plan. Let's have me caught and brought back to my own personal jail," I said, wondering if he was going to pity me. "And then live the rest of my horrible, too long life miserable," I said slowly looking at him for some kind of reaction.

He was silent for a long time. "Are you planning on moving?" he finally said staring at me blankly.

I huffed. "Yeah… Eventually," I said. Looking at anywhere for distraction. And then I spotted it, where I'd first been jumped. "My backpack is over there," I said pointing where a large black backpack had been dropped.

He looked at me with that same unimpressed facial expression.

It just pissed me off for some reason.

"Can I go get it?" I asked, slowly, as I looked between him and the bag.

He gave me the most disbelieving stare I'd seen yet. "Stay there," he said as an answer.

Another angry huff from me. "Fine. Not like it matters to me anyways."

Once again he gave no verbal reply. His eyes held the disdain he felt for me. He walked over with an elegant, almost gliding motion. I rolled my eyes. How impressive even his walk was perfect. Gag.

He was back within seconds. A look of suspicion that could easily turn into hostility in his eyes. "I sensed a portal over there."

I looked at my nails nervously. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure it's to the human world. At least that's what I planned when thinking of my escape."

He stared at me blankly. "It was not there before."

I shrugged. "You'd be surprised what you will find when you look," I responded, not making eye contact.

Okay… So I had a whole slew of abilities that I shouldn't have, but I can't make portals appear out of thin air… I could however unseal sealed portals. Now that was easy stuff and you'd be surprised how many of them were lying around.

He just his eye brow at me, as if I would confess all my secrets. Not happening. "We will discuss this again."

"Sure thing," I muttered. No thank you, but okay.

He gave me another calculating look. "We are leaving now."

"To your house?" I asked. The idea of going to the Kuchiki household intimidated the hell out of me.

"Yes."

"I think this is a horrible idea," I said one last try at making him give up. I was so going to be back at my house by the end of the month.

"Miyako you don't have a choice," he said and started walking forward.

"Whoa. Whoa wait you expect me to go through the Seretei wearing this?" I said pointing towards my now cut up jeans and tank top. "I get your whole hide in plain site thing, but this is just sticking out like a sore thumb."

He looked over my appearance. I felt myself cringe over his stare. It was like he was taking in every little detail of me. Sorry if I was a little self conscious. And then it went on a little too long.

"Hey, hey no staring like that. It's creepy," I said looking all flustered.

"I suppose you're right. Those clothes aren't fitting," he said.

I opened and closed my mouth. I don't know how to respond. "So, can I have my backpack…" I said slowly.

"You have something suitable in here," he said.

Yeah something like that. "Yeah. More fitting than jeans."

He sighed and extended the backpack. I grinned. "I'll be right back," I said grabbing it. "I'm just going to change and I'll be right back," I said while motioning at a group of trees.

"Don't think you can run. It's idiocy."

"Right. Right. No running. Don't be a stupid little girl. Got it. I, simple Miyako could never stand against the great Byakuya Kuchiki."

I walked over still muttering little crazy sentences just to see his confused facial expression.

I quickly stripped out of my current clothes. I surveyed the damage and grimaced. This wasn't too nice. At least my ribs weren't broken like I originally thought. I opened the side pocket and wrapped my leg. It was a bad job, but I was in a little bit of a rush. No need for Captain Kuchiki coming over to check out what I was doing.

And then I took out my gun holster from the second largest compartment in the bag. Then pulled out the gun and holstered it.

See zenpaktos and razor fans are fine, but I like a back up plan. I don't know why, but that one time with the assassin it had worked greatly. They never expected a gun out of all things.

I wasn't going to kill anyone! I don't kill people for no reason, especially if they are doing their job. That would make me feel guilty… But it worked well in a tough situation and let's just say I don't trust Kuchiki all the way.

… I kept the knives in the bag… So… That made things better.

And then I went to the biggest compartment and took out a kimono. I wore them every day at home. It was fitting… Or so my father said. I kept the one that my sister gave me. The hobbies she had gathered over the years of being trapped in the house had been along the domestic side, while I had taken to learning every fighting method.

It was a dark purple kimono, with long sleeves. An even darker purple for the obi. The design along the bottom half of the dress were hauntingly beautiful black orchards with highlighted red. Yeah, my sister knew my tastes in dress wear.

I put my hair back in what should be a elegant bun. A few strands of black curly hair fell out of their own accord. I stuck a hair piece that had mini orchids in it. Then finished off by adding dark red lipstick.

I zipped up the backpack. and held it in my hand. There was no way I was putting a backpack on with this on. Suzu would kill me if she saw that I had it on while I was wearing this I could consider myself dead.

And then I walked out into the opening. Ignoring the little limp in my step to what was a pretty good entrance and then I watched as Byakuya Kuchiki looked at me for a different reason.

I smiled to myself.

"I thought you were trying divert attention," he said.

I glared at him. Not the correct reaction. "Would you just hold this," I said.

He took my back pack from me wordlessly.

"Okay I'm ready to go now," I said. Yeah, I'm now ready to go into the biggest nightmare of my life. I was going to get caught. I just knew I was going to get caught, but then again I didn't have a choice.