Hey, all my vampire-lovers, I tried to work on his chapter whenever I had free time while studying and taking my finals. The problem, though, I didn't really have a lot of time…sigh… At all… But still the chapter would come eventually, so here it is.

A/N: I mentioned in my last chapter I was having some problems, so they may occur over in this chapter too, but I think I can work around them, but if things don't seem to make sense, though I don't think they will, then please tell me, and I will try to fix it when I have the chances. Don't tell me about my grammar, because I know, but I think I am improving in my spelling at theist…

A/rant/N: I found a new anime about vampires, there are only 2 episodes so far, but it's a rather perverted show, so I won't mention the name (well I kind of forgot it too…). If you're interested in watching it then ask in a review, I will look it up again for you. Oh, wait I remember it now, I think it's "Rosario Vampire…"

Well, anyways, here's chapter 11, "The Smell of Blood" (yes, I know I changed the name again, but "Fangs Off" just wouldn't fit for the title, so I am going to save it for another chapter. I am not sure when, but I will) so please,

Enjoy!

His Fangs

Chp.11 The Smell of Blood

"It's been awhile…Hisana," The man said softly, removing his striped hat, and then giving a slight bow, before taking a seat on a cushion on the floor. The wiry man seemed as if he would shed a tear at any moment, but the small smile on his lips contradicted its happening. "How have you been…?"

Silence answered the man bitterly, as it always did for the past few years. The blonde haired man couldn't help but smirk at the usual reply he got, feeling the same old stupidity of asking nothing for something.

Giving a small sigh, which was rather loud because of him being the only one in the small room, and with him being the only thing in it besides the thing he was talking too. He proceeded to pick up the object that was nothing more than a small frame atop a table, with a laced textured to decorate the small photo of a young, pale woman, in the center. She was a beautiful, but petite thing, catching everyone into a smile whenever their stared into her glittering, black eyes. No one would ever have guessed such a happy creature could be snatched so easily away from humanity. Maybe it was because you never thought someone so innocent, someone who could bring so much joy with her friendship, would be taken away. It didn't seem fair, but he knew he had no right to decided fairness, especially when he allowed himself to play with it.

I tried, but I failed you…Now you're gone…Urahara closed his eyes, feeling the nothingness he was speaking too, comfort himself within. He knew, even though she was gone now, part of her soul still flowed through him, bringing him comfort, even though he wished her none selfish nature would turn on him, and give him the punishment he deserved.

"Hisana-san, please… I can't do this, you're too weak," Urahara said in a husky tone, trying to move away from the arms encircled around his neck, pull his head closer to the person's shoulders.

"Please Kisuke…" The women with black eyes, begged weakly, loosening her arms slightly, so said person could left his head enough to look into her pouting face. "I know you can find away to make me better…"

"Theirs no guarantee I can though…" Urahara said in an objective tone, looking down at the sickly women on a bed too large for her small body. "Besides, master Byakuya said we have to keep our distances from you. I could be risking my job right now if he finds us together; moreover, if he finds out, he would have mine and Yoruichi's head…"

Hisana face held one that of guilty and sadness, as she bit her lip, but she still didn't release the pleading man.

"Your job is already at stake…Byakuya told me yesterday…" Hisana said quietly, diverting her eyes away from Urahara's shocked ones. "I tired to convince him not too, but he is already furious that I am sick… He blames you two…"

"We are to blame…" Urahara confirmed in an ashamed tone.

"No, no it's not your fault! It's my fault… I should have been more careful. I can only give so much blood, I just learned that the hard way," Hisana said with a smile, giggling a bit, but Urahara cold stare didn't change.

It was no topic to joke about, especial if you were on the verge of death. But that's was Hisana, always taking the blame for everything. Always thinking of everyone but herself, causing her to abuse herself for her friends sakes. Even though Urahara wanted to expect and do her wish, he couldn't risk it, he just couldn't, but…He did, and now she's gone…

"Hisana-san, I appreciate what you did for Yoruichi-san, but I can't do this… I would do anything for you, anything…But I will not-"

"Kisuki, I have faith in you, Byakuya will surely keep both of you if you can help me, and…" she paused. "Yoruichi told me, you're starving…Aren't you?"

Urahara words were trapped in his throat as he stared in horror at the women bathed in moon light, his heart beginning to pound. How could she taut and play with his lustfully mind, and put her sickly body more in danger, for him?! He was so tempted to yell at her for her bringing his vampire issues into this , but remembered that there were other people in the mansion sleeping, namely his master. The last person he preyed was ages ago, and he regretted it with all his heart.

"Yes, I am…" Urahara refused to lie, knowing he couldn't back out of his one. "But even if I did, you know-"

"Yes, I know what will happen, that's why I want you too," Hisana closed her teary eyes, pulling his head to her neck again. "It will give you time to find a cure…

"Hisana… You can't hide it from him… it could just make you even worse," Urahara hissed into her ear, trying to keep his aching mouth under control. "Much worse…"

"Kisuke please…" Hearing her pleading voice and the closeness to her neck was too much for him to handle. His heart protested, but it couldn't be heard from his spinning mind. Deciding the outcome would be good, and not weighing the odds of the bad, which were very high, he didn't hesitate, blindly boring his large fangs into her small neck, forgetting all sanity. He couldn't turn back now, all was lost…

Opening his eyes again, he took a large breath, and then exhaled slowly; luckily the tactic calmed his breaking down heart and mind. He then placed the picture back to its rightful shelf, saying a silent pray, then stood up, and plopped his hat over his messy hair.

Glancing at the frame again, he proceeded to the sliding door, shutting it softly. He began to head back to the shop part of the store, but was stopped with the slightest chill draft, filtered in from a slightly opened hall window, reviling its awfully familiar smell. Blood… The smell he knew all to well, the same as the blood still flowing in his vanes since that night. The same unique blood only two certain sisters could have.

Of all people…Urahara's mind huffed.

Scowling slightly, the shop-keeper took a step, disappearing on the spot, followed by a strong brisk breeze coming from the now fully opened hall window. Why this one…?

Kuchiki library…

A young woman, with short, light, purple hair, entered the small quarters of the mansions library, swiftly, holding a long pole, with feathers sprouting off one end. Her light purple eyes, opened with surprised but then dulled at the great number of books.

"Look's like I got my work cut out of me…" She sighed, bringing her duster up, and began dusting the tops of books on the bookshelf closest to her. A cloud of dust filled the area she was in, causing her to cough. Judging with the amount of dust she figured the books probably haven't been dusted once since the Kuchiki's moved in. I bet this is the only reason they hired me, she pouted, tucking two beaded strands of hair behind her ear. It was her first day on the job as a Kuchiki maid, and they were showing her no mercy…sigh…

Finishing the first side of a tall shelf, she turned into a space between two shelves, still continuing her work until her eye caught sight of another maid, sitting on a small bench at the end of the row. Curiosity filling the new maid, she walked over to the other maid, who was lazy slouched over the chair holding, what looked liked, a photo album, but was about to fall out of her hands, considering said person was fast asleep.

"Uh, excuse me…?" The awake maid poked the sleeping one gently. The sleeping maid seemed to take on a frightful look, but remained asleep, after the contact. I wonder what she's dreaming about, she questioned, seeing the other maids face twist in disgust.

Taking the book from her limp hands, she scanned the page that the photo album was already opened too, which only had one large picture plastered in the center. Four people were present in this picture, one of them happening to be the same women in front of her on the bench. Though the person looked a bit younger in the picture she still had the same dark blue hair, with two long braids, and wearing a maid's outfit (she also noted).

The other three people seemed foreign too her. Two of the three also had the same maid's outfits, except the blonde haired man, who wore more of a suit. The other maid, had purple hair pulled up into a bun, but had a few strands hanging in her face because of the weight of her thick hair. The unusual golden eyes fascinated the young maid as her eyes traveled to the last person in the picture, who was right in the middle of the smiling group.

The small woman was beautiful, but she couldn't help but think she looked rather sickly, but her eyes seemed to sparkle, even in the photo. She guessed the raven woman was probably related to Kuchiki Byakuya, as she remembered seeing a photo of the same women on his desk in his office.

The purple haired maid was brought back to reality when the blue haired one suddenly stirred, sitting up and rubbing her eyes tiredly. She just blinked as the other stood up slowly, stretching her arm, and then scratching her head, giving a yawn.

"Uh, I'm sorry if I awoke you," she said in a apologetic tone, bowing her head to the other maid, that turned to her quickly, not evening realizing her presence until she spoke.

"Oh, no… It's nothing I just kinda dozed off as I was looking at a book, I didn't even know you were here," Soi said in a "blow-of" tone, cracking a smile, which fell quickly realizing said book was no longer in her hand.

"I'm sorry, this must be yours, I just picked it up before it fell from your hands," the other women said, handing the picture book back kindly, even though she was nervous from the other ones cold stare.

"It's ok, thanks…" Soi mumbled closing the book, and resting it upon a shelf on her side. She gave a sad sigh, pulling her hand from the book of memories, as she tried to put on the best smile she could manage at the moment. It was extreme hard, especial after her still fresh dream, but she turned to the other maid and said, "I don't believe I know you… I don't remember you being here before."

"That's because I am new," the women smiled proudly; "this is my first day on the job."

"Really?" Soi raised a brow; she didn't know new maids were being hired.
"What's your name?"

"Kotetsu Isane."

The alley was consumed by the stench of fresh blood, overpowering all senses…

Rukia cursed mentally for the fall she made. Tripping over some random object she couldn't see, making her wonder if she really tripped over anything besides air.

Pulling herself into a sitting position, her petite frame suddenly shook from a sharp pain running through her body from her elbow. She winced, as she cupped her elbow, feeling warm liquid surround it, stinging her cut. How did I cut myself there…?

The cursing began again, verbally though, when Rukia realized she was breeding, a lot, and her school clothes were all dirty with blood and dirt, and she was cold. Having Renji's concerned voice echoing behind her somewhere wasn't helping her either, as she slowly stood up.

Trying to walk again, her nose, then face, bumped into something like felt like a shirt…? Bring her head up; she realized she was not along, as she could see a figure outlined in the dark in front of her. And the problem was he, she supposed it was a "he," was twice her size. She could tell the person was wearing a cocky smile, as she heard a sinister chuckle escape his lips.

"Who-who's there…?" Rukia take a step back, as panic stuck a cord in her. This was not good.

Remembering Renji, she was about to call his name, but was silenced at the sight of a knife, reflecting in the moon light with blood drinking off the tip. She never realized until now that the moon was out, and it was almost over head. She was happy it allowed her a bit of light, but also wished it would leave so the darkness could wash away the gruff sigh before her.

"Now don't think of moving, or I will cut you again..." The man threatened. Just then the moon was covered by a cloud, causing everything to fall into darkness again. Rukia couldn't hold it any longer, she opened her mouth to scream in from the sudden loss of light, but her sound was blocked by the holler of the man instead.

Though her eyes were still egesting to the pitch-darkness, she could see the man backing up, until he broke out into a run in the opposite direction from her, screaming, "Monster."

Rukia just blinked. First she was about to be kidnapped, or what ever, but now her assaulter was running away screaming like a girl. Surely she wasn't that scaring, heck she didn't even do anything, besides play the frightened girl part.

Suddenly Rukia felt as if there was another presence behind her. No, she know there was, by the huffing noised it produced. Turning around with caution, she wondered who else could be there.

The first thing she saw was the burning red eyes, glowing intensely at her.

"Renji…?" Rukia gasped, taking severely steps back. Was this really Renji, she wasn't sure, the name just seemed to roll off her tongue.

The cloud covering the moon left, reviling, surely enough, Renji, or was it? His eye's were wide as plates, with an obsessive look clouding them, his mouth hung in a grim smile with two pointed teeth poking out each side. He seemed as if he was about to go mad…

"You smell so tasty," Renji finally spoke, staring at her elbow hungrily, while slowly closing the space between him and Rukia.

"Renji-san, what wrong with…" Rukia's voice seemed to shrink into her throat, as she backed up against a brick wall, with Renji still coming closer. He looked all too familiar, like Ichigo, except Renji seemed much more terrifying.

"Stay away, vampire…" Rukia dared to command, holding up her hand that had been covering her elbow, between them. She saw his glowing gaze sift to her hand, which she forgot had blood on it as well.

His fist clasped around her wrist tightly, pulling her forcefully towards him. Unlike the last time this incident accrued, she tried to resist and pull away. This action just made Renji push her up against the wall to lessen her movements.

"Renji-san…Please stop," Rukia groaned, still trying to escape from his hold, daring to look up at his chilling face. She was surprised when a tear snuck down his face unconsciously, as his face neared her torn elbow.

Lapping her elbow with his taunting, large tongue, it made Rukia shake uncontrollable, causing goose bumps to run down her shivering spine countless times. Though the stinging feeling was leaving her injured arm, the panic of the moment was building up to a level she was beginning to feel extremely sick to her stomach. Renji, vampire?! Oh, my god, I am going to die, Rukia realized her mind was going crazy, and when Renji lifted his head, opening his mouth, drawing his two very large fangs to her , gone-cold, neck, she lost it.

A cry of fear filled the night sky.

Outside the Kurosaki residence…

Two head bolted up at the suddenly cry sounding from afar.

"What was that…?" The man gasped, pushing his glasses up nervously to straighten his vision.

The teen in white scanned his surroundings, which hadn't changed at all for the past few hours as he stood there. The Kurosaki house still stood peacefully in front of him, with the neighbors houses as well. The only change was the street lights were on, some still flickering, and an orange cat, that he swore was mumbling to himself, wondered into to Kurosaki property about an hour ago. And lastly, the two pretty new students leaving a couple of minutes ago. Nothing seemed to be too out of place.

"Sounded like a girl…" A voice subconsciously answered him from above.

"What?" Ishida shot his head up, to see a purple bat fiddling in a tree above him, trying to cover its mouth with its large wings, but said actions, made the bat lose grip of the branch it was dangling from.

It was one thing to see a purple bat speaking, and another to see it fall out of a tree, and while in midair, transform into a women. It took the teen at least ten seconds to fully understand what just happen, but when it did, his jaw unhinged (seeing a naked women fall out of a tree would make any persons jaw-drop) from his, paler than usual, face, as he stumbled back, tripping over the carve, looking like a total idiot.

"…" Ishida tried, he really tried, to say something, but his voice was still in shock, and the tan women's piercing, golden eyes, wasn't helping either. Am I seeing things?! Ishida mind rushed to a conclusion that, sadly to say, was not correct. There really was a woman that fell out of a tree, standing before.

"Jeez, don't be so shocked, Quincy, you should be used to surprises," Yoruichi mocked, giving him a sweet smile, magically pulling a pair of clothes out of nowhere.

Ishida's eyes hardened at once, as he stood up straight, his mouth on the verge of a deep frown.

"My apologies, vampire," Ishida hissed, realizing he was in the company of a vampire, after his clan name was uttered from her, causing him to whip out in a blink of an eye, his bow, aiming his arrow right at her forehead. It would only make sense this person was a vampire, no normal human could have the magic of transformation. Luckily for him he knew this vampire's power right from the start. He could use it to his advantage if needed.

"Ah… As quick as ever, hunter. You are quit skilled to know what I am so fast," Yoruichi's eyes dazzled with delight, tilting her head slightly, with a playful smirk upon it, not at all acknowledging the sharp point practically piercing her temple.

"Where have you come from, and what business do you have here?" Ishida questioned sternly, not pulling his weapon away. His face didn't read it, but if you looked closely into his eyes, you could see he was nervous. It wasn't because he hadn't seen a vampire before, oh no, it was because he never knew there was more existing vampires in the town, besides the Kurosaki family. Is there more, Ishida questioned in his mind, what about there are many more…?

Worry started to creep on his face; I'm I failing my clan…? I don't know if there are more and about if theirs really is more…? People's lives could be endangered everyday, and I have not known?! Trying to hide his shame, he scowled at the women, "Answer me now, and maybe I will spare your wretched life if it's good enough."

"Mmm, you are so mean. Good answer or not, your not going to let me off the hook that easy," The women pouted in a little girl manner, being very amused by the Quincy's facial expressions, especial his now narrowing eyes. She added, "Plus why should I answer someone as rude as you, pointing a weapon at an innocent girl as me?"

"Just answer!" Ishida barked at her sassy remark, lowering his arrow tip slightly. She was a smart, but an annoying creature.

"Fine, fine…" She held her hands up in defeat, giving a sigh. "I haven't come from anywhere; I live here you know-"

"This town, you mean?" Ishida interjected.

"Yes, this town," Yoruichi repeated, you brow twitched at his question. "Anyways, I was just watching over our little Ichi, he's been kind of restless lately."

"Our…?" His brows lifted, so their are more… "Kurosaki-kun has more family…?"

"All vampires are family to each other; even if our clans are different, we are all linked by blood," Yoruichi said smugly, losing all her girly attitude, as she spoke proudly. She could see what he was trying to get out of her, and didn't hold back to tell him, "Don't worry, Quincy, your fellow humans are not in danger. Besides the Kurosaki family, myself, my master and our guest, there are only a few other vampires. But don't worry; none have ever killed a person, yet. Most live on store bought blood."

"I see," Ishida was not convinced, but none the less, lowered his arrow complete, but remained looking at her closely.

"For a hunter, you are a bit absentminded. Has it even occurred to you, the cry we just heard could be someone in danger…? Namely that girl, by the name of Kuchiki?" She said duly, watching his eye's grow with shock. "Do I interest you that much, that you forget your duty?"

She wasn't trying to scare him, at least not too much, but he was being a bit of a retard. Any scream during the night, would send people in a state of worry, wondering what and were the scream came from. Though, then why wasn't she worried? Sure, she knew Renji headed off in the same direction as the Kuchiki girl, and he was a vampire, she knew enough he wouldn't attach a person for no reason, especially him. The out come would be huge if he did, and she knew Renji knew. He probably knew better than she did, but yet she herself sure knew how it felt to be the out come, considering she was one to Urahara. But that was a whole other story; she needed to focus on why the Kuchiki girl would scream…

"…" Ishida had totally forgotten, not about the scream, but Rukia's company, when she left the Kurosaki home, was a vampire, at least he was pretty sure he was.

"Don't worry, Renji wouldn't do-" An alarming scent swept over the couple in the street.

Ishida turned to face the women who suddenly gone quiet, after a slight, chilly breeze ran through them. Her face was now one of shock and confusion, as she made 'sniffing' noises with her nose pointed upwards.

"What is it…?" The teen couldn't help but ask at her strange behavior, taking in a wisp of air himself, only to smell the usual night air.

"Blood…" She muttered, taking off into a high speed down the street.

"Wa-wait!" Ishida called out, breaking out into a dead sprint himself after the women's speeding form. She was fast, but not as fast as other vampires he seen (namely Ichigo), he noted. Her speed would probably be more if she were transform again, he pondered, just barley keeping up in her pace.

He wasn't sure were the women was headed, but he knew he had to follow her.

Kuchiki mansion…

"Isane-san, that's a nice name," Soi smiled kindly, extending her hand out to the other women. "I am Soi Fong."

"Soi-san!? Oh, I am in luck!" Isane smiled back, taking the others hand gratefully.

"Eh, luck?" Soi blinked.

"Yes, Master Byakuya said you were the person to look for when I needed help. He said you were one of the longest working maid's for him," Isane explained with a smile, still shaking Soi's hand.

"Oh, yes… I've been here for awhile," Soi chuckled, for some reason she felt very old suddenly.

Taking her hand away from the shaker, she stared down at her wrist watch, making her frown at the lateness. She had been sleeping for awhile.

"Anyways, I need to get back to my chores, I gotten a little behind because of my little nap," Soi yawned again, pulling some folds that formed in her shirt out.

"Yes, same here," Isane held up her duster, scooting over to a bookshelf, continue her dusting again, as Soi wondered over to the library doors, to take her leave. "It was nice meeting her Soi-san."

"You too, Isane-san. If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask," Soi smirked, as she was about to turn the doors handles to leave, but was stopped when a thought crossed her mind. "Isane-san?"

"Uh, yes?" Isane sneezed, peeking her head around a shelf corner.

"You know Mr. Byakuya's adopted sister?" Soi asked, still facing the door.

"Uh, yes… The one with the bang in her face?" Isane, poked her chin, remembering a picture on one of the long halls of the mansion.

"Yes, her. Is she home yet?" Soi looked over her shoulder at the other women.

"I don't think so; I didn't see anyone come in anytime this evening. You could check the security system, I could be wrong," Isane answered truthfully, a little confused at the other maids strange alertness.

"I see, thank you," and Soi left the bewildered, covered in dusk, maid, without further ado.

Dark alley…

The loud cry seemed to surprise Renji as he pulled his face away from her neck slightly. Rukia was about to cry out again, but Renji plastered his hand over her shivering lips, as he stared down, hiding his eyes.

"Rukia…san…" He gasped, as if he couldn't breathe. Rukia's eyes started to burn with tears, this was Renji. The Renji she knew was speaking. Unlike a moment ago, he seemed like a totally different person, but now she could hear the real Renji, through his pained voice. He was fighting, she could tell, fighting to stop his lustful vampire side.

It reminded her of Ichigo, and when he sucked her blood, this was the second time this was happening. But why, she wondered, for once she questioned, "Why my blood…?"

Kuchiki mansion…

"That strange…" Soi muttered, looking at a computer screen, scrolling down a list of people who entered and left the Kuchiki estate, to found no recorded of Rukia on the list, except when she left for school in the morning.

Leaving the space in front of the computer monitor, she left to found her last hope in the search for the Miss Kuchiki Rukia.

To her luck, said person was just in the lobby of the mansion pulling on his suit coat.

"Shuuhei-kun?" Soi called out to the limousine driving, who was now pulling on black, leather gloves, while strolling over to the main entrance of the mansion.

"Yes, Soi-san?" Shuuhei stopped for moment, eyeing the maid who was trotting over to him from a hall with a worried look on her face.

"Where's Miss kuchiki-san? Didn't you bring her home?" Soi said, almost tempted to scold the man for not doing his job.

"She told me this morning she was going to friends to work on a project, and would come home later on her own. But it's getting really late, and she's not home yet, so I am going to go pick her up instead. It's not safe for a girl to wonder home in the dark, ya know?" Shuuhei said in a "matter-of-fact" tone, while smiling, causing the tattoo on his check to take on a demented look.

Twitch.

"I see," Soi coughed, feeling a little better about the whole missing Kuchiki thing. "Who is this friend?"

"I was afraid you would ask… Rukia-san didn't really want me to tell you, probably because he's a guy, and didn't want you to get worried. I was a little worried myself, but-"

"Who is this guy?!" Soi demanded, cutting his rant short. Yeah, I'm worried, Her mind growled.

"Uh…" The blacked haired man was a bit flustered at her sudden question. She seemed mad, but worried all at once, which was pretty scary combination for her, he knew. He knew Soi since the beginning he got his driving job, which was a long time ago. "I think it was... Uh, Kur-Kurosaki something, I can't remember. The kid with the orange hair."

"I'll get her," Soi said quickly walking to the doors, not sparing the driver another look. "Orange hair," was all she needed to hear to make her heart start pounding.

"Wait, Soi-san! I can get her," Shuuhei said in a startled tone, taking quick strides after the maid.

"No, I will."

"Ok, fine. At least let my driving you," Shuuhei stared at her back as if she was crazy, which she was. There was no reason for a maid to fetch his rider, especial without a limo. He could easily do it himself, what's wrong with her…?

"No, it's fine Shuuhei-kun. I feel like walking," Soi responded, realizing she was acting onto something without thinking, and looking very out of place.

"Well, ok, but it's not safe for a girl to go out at night, plus you don't know where his guy lives," he tried to reason.

"Do you?"

Silence.

"Thought so…" Soi sighed, walking out the door, not even bothering to put any type of coat on. It wasn't really cold out, but a bit nippy with the softly blowing wind.

As soon as she walked out on the large stone porch, the wind gently blow her two long braids back and forth, casting strange shadows on the cold ground from the many porch lights, and moon. Something's not right, Soi closed her eyes, I can feel it.

Curse you, Yoruichi, Soi gritted her teeth, bringing a hand up to her neck, rubbing a finger over her marks that were now bitterly sore. She had no choice but to do it. Something was wrong, and walking wouldn't get her their in time, and she didn't want to get Shuuhei involved if it dealt with the Kurosaki boy.

Taking a deep breath, see opened her eyes slowly, which were now glowing a dim blue. Her two biting teeth, took on a sharp point, beginning to ache at their new arrival, but she tried to ignore their irritating feeling, with the new arousing feeling running through her body. She hated it, it hurt, but yet she felt so much more aware of everything. It was like putting on a pair of glasses too small for you. The frame's cling tightly to your scull painfully, but you can see clearly though.

Finally walking down the many stairs of the porch, she stopped half way, buckling her knee, and then pushing of the pavement, into a soaring jump. The blue haired maid, landed gracefully atop the gate post. I hope no one saw me, Soi hoped, saying a silent prayer, before bonding off the gate to a house roof across the street, and then to another.

Flying, she felt like she was flying, and she loved it, but hated the soar she got it from. She only let this feeling consume her once after Hisana's death, but never again, hoping the memories would disappear, but the mark remained, and so did the past.

Curse you, Yoruichi, Soi mind repeated angrily.

"Blood…" I smell blood… She could smell the difference in the rushing air past her face. How she knew, she didn't know, she just knew somewhere there was spilled blood.

Rukia…!

Dark alley…

"Rukia…san…Please just don't move…" Renji heaved uncomfortably. He couldn't take it; it was too much for him to bear. The scent of blood was so addicting. He wanted it so bad, for so long. He almost forgot what fresh blood smelled like, and now it was so close he could taste it, he would. No, stops, the last bit of sanity begged, don't do this to her, she doesn't deserve it…

Rukia tried to talk, but her voice only come through as pathetic grunts through his hand. Her violet eyes, soaked with tears that didn't hesitate to fall, from fear and from forgetting to blink. Renji…

He opened his mouth, causing Rukia to squirm like mad, bringing his fangs to her neck that was nicely covered by her school uniforms, white collar. Renji's other hand pulled on her left sleeve forcefully, ripping the first two buttons off her blouse, causing the shirt to open up her neck fully.

Her head shook side to side, while she said "no" through his hand, but he didn't seem to even notice she was Rukia anymore, as he brought his fangs down onto her neck.

The moment she felt his fangs just touch her neck, she jerked violently away from him, becoming free from his hold and successful missing his fangs aimed for her neck, but the pain still soared through her body, more painfully then, should she say, "Ichigo's gentle bite?"

Renji's fangs, and teeth, dug deep into her arm above her elbow. Rukia's howls echoed through the dark alley loudly.

The raven felt her leg's lose the strength to stand quickly. All energy seemed to slip out of her faster than her last blood sucking encounter. She would have fallen forward, but Renji found a grip on her again, holding her up like a rag doll.

The sound of 'sucking' was sickening to her stomach, making her gag. Though she could feel her blood leaving, she felt like something was being put into her, making it hard to breath. She wanted to cough, but couldn't.

Her fuzzy vision looked down at her arm covered in blood, both from her elbow and the blood that escaped from Renji's hungry mouth. She could have sworn she couldn't see her pale skin anymore with all the red down her arm, and dripping off her finger tips.

So tired, Rukia moaned, she couldn't keep her eyes opened much longer, she felt like a dog was biting and hanging off of her.

But sudden, even through her almost unconscious state, see saw a piece of wood, or was it, come down on the back of Renji's neck, braking the silences with a loud 'smack!'

"I think that's enough Abarai, you wouldn't want to devourer poor Miss Kuchiki-san," Said a man with a green and white, striped hat, pulling his cane away from the man, who fell limply to the dirty pavement, out cold.

"Woo, there Miss Kuchiki," Urahara caught Rukia's falling body just before see made contact with the ground as well. Rukia looked up into his face that held a very small smile, but much sadness and pity in his eye's, as he set her down gently in a sitting position on the ground, leaning her back against the brick wall. Urahara brows lowered at the sad picture before him, she look so dazed (which she was), very pale, and sickly. Hisana…

"Va-vampire…"Rukia slurred, somehow remembering the person before her in her fogged brain. She didn't know if she wanted to move or not, but she was pretty sure she couldn't.

"Yes, I am a vampire, but don't worry, I won't hurt you," Urahara tried to comfort her, while examining her bloody arm. His face twisted with disgust at her torn arm. The smell was overwhelming, but he could handle it somehow, but her arm was pretty badly beaten up. It looked like something had been chewing on it. I guess I have come too late…Hisana…

Tugging his black cape off his back, he rapped it around her shivering, petite body, which probably was becoming icy-cold with the loss of blood. He might have come late, but if he was any later he knew Rukia's life would be on the line. It was going to take more than a day for her to fully recover.

Looking over at Renji's sprawled out body, he couldn't help but to feel a bit of pity for him too. Urahara knew when the red head awoke and saw what he did; he would have a lot of trouble forgiving himself. Poor kid hasn't had fresh blood for five years, Urahara sighed, no wonder he couldn't hold himself back…

"Miss Kuchiki-san I am very sorry for what our Abarai-san has done, he's…" Urahara trailed off, it was pointless to give and explanation to the girl before him. She wasn't half alive, or awake, and even if she wasn't he didn't want to frighten her more. What was done was done. Nothing could change fate now, unless she died, but he doubted she would want that. Saying "sorry" wouldn't make a difference either, but he at least wanted her to know he was truly sorry.

"Urahara!? What-Gah!" The women, who just entered the narrow alley, cupped her hands over her nose. The smell of blood was crawling in the small space, much stronger before she entered.

Urahara looked up from his patient, to see Yoruichi wondering towards him, her face scrunched up, with one hand plugging her nose, and the other on her hip, giving him a look of "what the heck is going on?"

"Ah, perfect timing Yoruichi-san, could you please take Miss Kuchki-san's safely home, she's not feeling well," Urahara said in a tone a bit too goofy from the serious moment. He continued, "I will take this idiot home, and teach him a lesson when he comes back down to earth again."

'Uh, ok," Yoruichi just agreed, even though she had no idea what had just happened. Judging by Renji's bloody mouth and Rukia's also bloody arm, she we pretty sure she had an idea. For one thing, Renji had awfully aim. Is it really that hard to aim for the neck, Yoruichi questioned, but then disregarded the though, when seeing Rukia's poor arm fully. Rukia wouldn't have a neck if he bit her there.

"Wait up vampire!" Another voice echoed off somewhere, growing louder as it found its way to the opening of the alley. Said figured skidded to a stop, when looking into the darkness of his path. He could have sworn he saw the tanned lady turned into this place, but he couldn't see a thing. Finally deciding to take the risk he began to walk in briskly, shouting, "You better be in here."

Both Urahara, and Yoruichi sweat-dropped seeing the third figure enter, taking baby-steps towards them unknowingly, calling out like a frighten child.

"You can shut up now, Quincy, I am right here," Yoruichi rolled her golden eyes, I can't believe he followed me all the way here, she groaned.

"What, where!?" Ishida pulled out his bow, pointing it into the darkness, not even sure if he was targeting his arrow in the right place.

"You human's have such cruddy vision," Urahara sighed, handing Yoruichi a roll of cloth, not feeling the least bit threatened with the intruders weapon.

"Silence, I can see you perfectly, theirs two of you," Ishida lied partly, at the most he could see their bodies outline in the dark.

"Actually theirs three of us, and one of your humanly friends," Yoruichi corrected.

"…" Not good, Ishida was a bit worried now, two verse three was not good.

"Quincy, take your human friend home instead, she is injured," Urahara said in a tone that would scare anyone away, while slinging Renji's over his shoulder, and picking up his cane. "Come, Yoruichi-san, we will let the hunter deal with this matter."

"Wait, I can't just let you leave after what you did to this girl," Ishida blocked their path, still unsure of whom the injured girl was in the darkness.

"I agree, we can't just let you leave, Yoruichi!"

Everyone's head angled up to the sky when hearing a booming voice proclaim down to them. The annoying cloud over the moon finally moved out of the way of the moon's shine, reviling a woman in a black dress, atop the building next to them, peering down at them with her glowing, blue eyes.

"Ah, it's been awhile," Yoruichi paused, smirking up brightly, "Soi-san!"

Oh, no! Rukia has been devoured mercilessly by Renji! Hehegrins evillyhehe…And Soi has some strange power; I wonder where she got it? grins more Yoruichi and Soi have met again! Poor Ichigo was not in this chapter at all… I hope none of you minded.

A/N: (I decided to put them in number order to keep it organized…)

1) First, I want to apologize to all of you who were patience on waiting for this chapter. Ever since I started my second semester in school I have been so busy to the point I get stressed. And when I can't get to writing my story, I become frustrated and upset. I hate making people wait so please bear with me. It almost makes me cry knowing that I can not write as freely like I used too… I have so my stories I want to write and I want you to read them all… So, I will say my 'sorry' ahead of time if my next chapter is late…

2) I hope this chapter didn't seem rushed, even though it took the whole chapter for Rukia to be bitten by Renji.

3) The whole scene with Rukia and Renji I hope I didn't make it too gory… I mean at the time I was watching Hellsing, and it may have had a bad effect on my…shrug… Speaking of Hellsing… For those of you who do not know what it is, it's another vampire anime I have seen. 13 and half episode's long (the half part you will not understand unless you see it), it has a lot of blood and swearing, I don't recommend watching it, unless you have problems with vampires (like I do). I literally seen ever vampire anime that's on the internet, except a few that I think are dumb like, "Vampire Princess."

4) Anyhow, if parts didn't make sense in this chapter, I probably did it on purpose. I have a huge plan so I will make it so the characters understand it but not the readers until later. So live with it, but if theirs a spot that really makes you scratch your head too much, then leave a question in a review. I will try to answer it. :)

5) Oh, and after what Renji did, try not to hate him too much, because he really is a good guy…

6) And I brought in Isane to the story! Yay! I don't really have a big part of her yet, but I want to try to get as many Bleach character's into one story as possible.

7) One last thing... For all you Ichi/Ruki fluff loving fans, "fluff, will be coming soon, so be ready.

Special note: I am hopefully planning a sequel for this story, or should I not? I am not sure, but I am starting to plan it. I don't know how many more chapters this story will have, maybe around five or more… But I was also hoping, if I make the sequel, to start another story too, but I don't know which one (I have two ideas), so this is where you guys come in. For those of you who know the manga "Vampire Knight" (becoming an anime this spring, I am so excited!), or don't know, I was think of writing a story based off the manga (which will be hard… trying to write a picture book in word form is hard…) using the Bleach characters instead of the Vampire Knight characters. Now I am not 100 sure I want to do it, but if I do, Rukia will be the character Yuki Cross, and Ichigo will be Zero Kiryu, and Byakuya as Kaname Kuran. It hopefully will be an Ichi/Ruki story, but I don't know how the manga will twist with the people yet. So should I try?

Or… Should I write my other story I have been planning for a long time called, "Math Class." Info below…

Title: Math Class

Bleach Fanfic.

AU Ichi/Ruki story

Summary: Ichigo is genius, becoming a math professor at the age of 20, to a high school class full of seniors. A very interesting class of seniors, with a lot of interesting teachers as his coworkers. But what happens when a certain raven head (who looks like a freshman to him) starts to fail his class? Will he have to resort to tutoring her in his free time, and start to fall for his stubborn student?

Well, what do you think? Should I write the manga one, or "Math Class?" I prefer to write "Math Class" before I lose interest in it, but it is up to you.

Question time:)

I have started a thing called, "Questioned time," where you can submit a questioned for me to answer in the next chapter (I will post your name and question).

Rules: I will chose at least two or more questoned to answer, for each chapter. I will not answer stupid questons and thing that are rated above PG-13 ( I prefer things at a PG level)…sigh. Leave your question in a review you give me, thanks.

Ex. Question: "Why is Ichigo's hair orange, in your story?"

I really want to hear some of your thoughts, even if their just simple or funny.

But before I start "Question time," I would like to thank everyone who either asked a question or answered my question. It was really interesting to read all your responses.

heartofblades

(Q): Three fruits, lol, I'd never have thought of that. But why is Rukia blueberry?

(A): To be very honest, I don't know. I guess I chose blueberry for Rukia, because it seemed to be the fruit that fit her the most. I don't know blue, her violet eye, black/blue hair, kind of goes…runs to corner in depression… I really don't know, it just came out that way… Thanks for the question though!

ninjapirate6

(Q): great chapter! the cliff hanger was so good. i cant wait to see what happens next! ok heres a question does what kon is going to have any importance in the story at all or he just there?

(A): Oh, good old Kon... Well I wasn't really on planning anything important for him. He's more of an "extra-add" character to make the story a bit more interesting. I don't know, maybe I can found a semi important part for him…shrug… Sorry if he doesn't…Thanks for the question anyways!

And if I didn't mention you if you asked a question, it was because someone already asked it and I don't feel like answering it twice.

Chappi15: I have a question for everyone too!

(Q): Who do you think is the most attractive/hot male anime character (I will go with manga too)? Give name of character and name of anime/manga it's from.

My personal answer: Well, if it's from a manga I would say Zero Kiryu from Vampire Knight, he's pretty hot. Look up a picture on the net. And for anime, I think Ichigo is kind of attractive, so is Byakuya… I don't know, I think a lot of guy's are cool. :)

Special Congratulations too:

LT8

From being my 100th reviewer

Thanks so much!

And now the moment you have all been waiting for…Drum roll please…

Review time!

Please Review! I desperately need it at this time, school is dragging me down so much, I need your love and support people!