Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach but I wish to own Ichigo with that long sexy hair of his. ;]

But I think Tasuku Kurosaki from Dengeki Daisy is ten times hotter. He can be Ichigo's older brother since they both have the same last name :)

You guys should read it. It's such a good manga to read. Oh and read "Say I love you" That one is good too.

Even though it's not in a manga form, I REALLY HIGHLY RECOMMEND THAT MANGA, IT'S ALL ABOUT LIFE. Yes, LIFE.

And the most cutest story I have ever read was Love so life. THE KIDS ARE SOOOOOOO ADORABLE 333

Makes you squeal in cuteness :$

A/N: Thanks guys for reviewing the prologue. I hope it wasn't too bad... I kind of think this chapter is really bad... but oh well. Now, I'm just going to respond to you like I promised.

To: The Flying Lion, Yeah I'm somewhat a history nerd too. The wars just interests me and sometimes I would just make fun of them for being so stupid. History is history so we gotta learn our mistakes. :)

To: 55mani and Karin Taicho, I will definitely keep writing. I will try my best to not end up with a writer's block. Well, it would almost be impossible (it is possible but I'll try not to go there) because I write these stories on my phone in class because I'm always bored. (Unless there are exams, that's a completely different story but I will not make excuses unlike other authors. :] )

To: RukiaKuchiki222: Aweh thank you! I never knew how much you love war stories! Although, most of the stories that I have read are somewhat inaccurate in a way where you wouldn't notice it at all. But that's good for you. :)

To: Snakestonez, You like it? Really? I thought it was really bad... but I'll try to boost my confidence up you know? I'm not keen on it. But thank you. :)

Chapter 1: The unexpected friend

Rukia woke up to a tiny amount of sunlight peeping through the cracks of the wooden roof. She slowly opened her eyes and winced as she quickly cover her eyes with her forearm to shield from it's harsh rays. Rukia sat up slowly and rubbed her temple to ease the harsh throbbing on her head. She wondered what happened last night when she collapsed. Her memories were blurred, she couldn't think straight. She was hungry, tired and weak. She needed food badly. Her stomach was growling and her mouth demanding for water. She felt it was too much for her to handle.

Rukia rubbed her eyes in tiredness as she looked down at herself, travelling her eyes to gaze at the relief bed. The room was cold and only a thin sheet of white blanket covered her small body. She was shivering intensly as she lifted the sheets up to her shoulders to keep warm.

She felt the bed was a little uncomfortable as well. She couldn't remember how or when she got here and thought for a moment. The first thought that comes to her mind was her mother. Rukia eyes wound up with tears as she shook her head in guilt. She regret she had ran away. It was too painful. She hated herself.

Rukia tried to remember what happened after her mother was shot. It took her a while, thinking hardly about it before she remembered that she hid in the bushes to keep herself from being discovered. She looked around the large room, it was dark, the room was composed of a relief bed, hand crafted-unpainted wooden table and chair, brown wooden patched walls, soil ground and a wooden nightstand with an out dated lamp beside the bed.

She stared at the door and hoped that someone will come in and tell her the directions to Karakura town.

"Where am I?" She said to herself.

A sudden loud thud caused Rukia to flinch and gasp loudly in fright. Her heart skipped a beat as she stopped moving and quickly scan the room.

She stopped worrying about her headaches and immediately concentrated on the noise.

"W-who's there?" She asked nervously, pulling the covers above her mouth.

No one answered.

She took another look around the dark room again, but no one was around.

'Maybe it was a wild animal.' She thought trying to calm herself down.

"H- Hello?"

Rukia began shaking when a hand out of nowhere gently stroked her arm.

'Oh my god.'

"Hello, little girl" A deep voice whispered in her ear.

Rukia screamed as she jumped out of bed violently, leaving the covers to fall off the bed and onto the floor. She walked backwards slowly to the wall, terrified.

'I should have known, if I was saved by someone, it wouldn't be pitch black in here and the person would've have greeted me by opening the front door and say "Hi!" and not lurk in the creepy shadows, rubbing my arm!' She ranted in her head.

"W-who are you?" Rukia demanded.

. . .

"Who's there?"

. . .

Her back was a few inches from the wall, she didn't know what was going on, but it was obvious she's in danger.

Another heavy thud made her jump. She jerked her head forward and saw a black shadow of the man. He was at least five foot, eleven inches tall; his hair was a little long and was spiked up and messy in her perspective. It was almost as his hair wasn't brushed at all.

The room was absolutely dark that she couldn't see his face, nor his direct movements. But Rukia can tell he was really big and muscular according to his body size.

The man chuckled in a tone where you felt as though, you would cringe at the sound of it. Rukia was so terrified that her hands were curled into a loose fist in front of her chest.

Slowly, he walked towards her with heavy thuds of footsteps. She wanted to scream, but a lump was caught in her throat. She was too scared to think about getting help, let alone finding herself in the middle of nowhere where nobody could help her.

"S-stay away from me!" She warned him, backing away into the wall. There was nowhere to go.

The shadow came closer and closer and stood in front of her. Her mind suddenly went blank and instinctively grabbed the lamp that was on the night stand and smashed it on his head with all her strength.

The man screamed in agony as the glass shattered into pieces, scattering on the floor as well on his head. Rukia attempted to run across the large dark room towards the wooden door. She successfully opened the door slightly until a large hand above her slammed the door shut. Her eyes widen, filing her heart with another wave of hopelessness. She felt him behind her; above her, breathing heavily, panting his lungs out.

"Don't you worry, I won't hurt you. We will have a great time." He said lowly, feeling her up creepily with his free hand.

Rukia's eyes widen as she screamed again. She ran back to where the bed was, grabbed the covers off the floor and pulled it over her hoping he won't find her there and look somewhere else. She was lying on her side as she curled herself into a ball and tried to keep still.

'I've got to get out of here... NOW!'

She shook in fear as his footsteps got louder and louder coming towards the bed.

The man jumped and hovered above her body, making the relief bed squeak from the excess weight. Rukia squealed as he ripped the covers off of her roughly. She didn't want this to happen, didn't expect it to happen either.

He grabbed her wrists and pinned them onto the bed roughly, she winced at the amount of pressure he was putting on it and it hurts.

"Please... don't..." She begged.

"Heh, very feisty one, I will give you the most pleasurable thing imagined. You will love it." He whispered into her ear.

'AHH NO! NONONONO PLEASE! WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE LIKE THIS?' She thought struggling.

She jerkily moved back in forth, struggling with all her strength to break free and not get raped by this unknown man. She twist and turn and it was no use, she couldn't get out of his grip. He's just too strong!

"Now" he said lowering his head near her chest.

"No..." Rukia let out as he used his teeth to clamp onto the fabric of her kimono to pull a small part of it away to reveal some of her chest.

He lifted his head up to get a good look at her body, he grinned widely, satisfied at the sight of her, despite of her petite figure and small mounds. He clamped onto her robe once again and jerked it open all the way with his mouth, exposing her entire naked chest. He started to kiss her jaw line and gradually got lower, brushing his lips on her neck. He pushed his head on her cheek, making her neck have an easy access.

As Rukia was about to headbutt him, when he began sucking on her pulse hard while groping her mound, massaging it in a circular motion. He forcibly got between her legs and pressed his large manhood over her lower region and grinded her excitedly, causing her to gasp. She lost her thoughts and action. She wanted this madness to stop, it's torture!

'No... this can't be happening!'

"NO! STOP!" Rukia yelled as loud as she could as tears fell onto her cheek.

When all of the sudden, a large fierily explosion had blasted the wall and door open, creating a huge debris that crumbled down at the entrance. Heavy gusts of warm wind blowing past them.

Rukia jerked her forearm from his loosen grip and cover her eyes from the sudden bright light shining on her pale face.

She tried to look at the man at the used to be door but couldn't see him. The light was glaring at his back while his face was pitch dark. He was standing there throwing something up in the air repeatedly.

She tried to look at the man who was trying to rape her, her eyes began to fix itself to the brightness. When she finally had a good look at his face, she literally wanted to scream and possibly stab him with anything that is compatible and in sight.

The man had black and Grey spiky, messy braided hair and brown eyes. He was about 50 years old and had wrinkles everywhere on his face. What he was used-to-be described as muscular from her earlier assumption, turned out to be fat... no.. obese.

Rukia lifted her head up a bit, looking at the man with the red layered hair, she looked closely at his hand. The object he was holding looked familiar. Her eyes widen when she realized that what he was holding was a grenade, and it looked exactly the one that she left in her house.

"Who are you?" The man above Rukia yelled, narrowing his eyes at the man who interrupted his time.

The man at the door etched a smirk and cocked his head at the old man.

"You don't need to know." He responded coolly.

Rukia couldn't comprehend what's happening in front of her eyes, the only thing she could comprehend was the old man who is trying to rape her at the moment and a mysterious, hot looking maroon headed soldier standing there with a grenade, destroying his house.

She snapped out of her thoughts when the red headed man at the door came charging at the old man and tackled him by hitting his shoulder onto the his face. The old man above fell on the other side of the bed as the maroon headed man fell too.

Rukia sat up quickly on the bed and stared at them fighting. She only caught a glimpse of the red headed attacker's face. Her eyes widened when she looked at what he was wearing.

He's a soldier...

Rukia stared at the maroon head with widen eyes, remembering what happened yesterday night when the American soldiers invaded her village and burned their homes with growing hatred burning through their eyes.

He punched the old man in the face as he held him down with his legs, putting extra weight on the man's abdomen so the man cannot move or escape. The old man's head hit the floor hard and groaned in agony.

"What are you waiting for?" The red headed soldier glanced at her. "Run!" He yelled as he continued to punch the old man repeatedly.

Rukia realize she shouldn't be sitting in a situation like this. The maroon head's main priority is to save her from the old man and there's no time to stand with a seemingly dumb expression on her face.

And because if that soldier lost the fight, the old man would go after her again and search to achieve his sick, disgusting desires. And this time... he won't hold back.

Rukia quickly got off the bed, looking back at the soldier and then bolted out of the crumbling house. Once she got outside, she looked at the environment around her and saw that she ended up in front of Karakura River.

'Perfect! I'm nearby the camp!' She thought happily. 'But I can't leave him there with the old man! I guess I have to find a hiding place so he can find me afterwards, he won't know that I'll be at Byakuya's camp.'

Rukia looked around for a spot to hide in so the red headed soldier would find her easily without worrying about where she would be.

She looked up at a climbable tall maple tree that was right beside the house and decided that it's the perfect hiding spot.

Without any doubt, Rukia started to climb one branch at a time until she was six meters above the ground. She carefully sat on a thick branch, waiting and hoping for the maroon headed soldier to come back.

A/n: Will that brave, heroic soldier come back? Maybe...

Thank you so much to all of you who reviewed. Want a cookie?

Anyway, I want to give you guys a heads up that every week or earlier I will be updating.

I'm trying my best to make this story as interesting as possible because whatever I write it just turns crappy, random, uninteresting and OOC.

I literally think this chapter is pretty crappy... since my sister read it and told me it was terrible... she criticizes everything that I do. LITERALLY!

She even said I inserted ugly into your brains! (Which is probably true anyway...)

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Okay okay, I should stop talking. I just wasted 2 minutes of your life reading what I'm saying.