She was a typical Karakura girl. When her mother died at age seven, she took on the responsibilities of an adult and learned how to do basic necessities. She cleaned, cooked, and made sure her family were at home on time.

She also couldn't see ghosts that well either.

Out of her brother and sister, she was the only one who couldn't see ghosts. She didn't really know about her otou-san, but she knew he had knowledge about it. He was keeping something from them, and they were keeping things from her.

One thing she hated the most were secrets, especially around her family, but that was all the family seemed to have. Maybe it only hit her when she opened up her brothers closet and found a snoozing girl whose hair resembled her sister's.

She knew they were just trying to protect her, but it only hurt more. It hurt knowing she was unable to do anything. She was completely rendered useless. She couldn't see ghosts, she couldn't protect her family and once more they didn't feel the need to tell her the truth - so what good was she?

Needless to say, she went about her day - cleaning, cooking, going to school - like any normal seventeen year old would do.

She also dreamed.

A man hoisting her off her feet, pressing a moist kiss over her lips, and telling her there was absolutely nothing to worry about.

"How do I know you're not lying to me?" She asked one day, her hands playing with the sinks temperature as she continued with the dishes. He crept up on her, his cream colored hands folding over her stomach and his chin resting on her neck. She shuddered and tried to spray him with the water but he only laughed.

A laugh she couldn't get enough of as he slid one hand over hers and guided her with the washing, "Because there's no secrets." She gasped as their hands touched the pool of water and turned to him, but he swallowed her thoughts up with a gentle kiss.

And she would start crying, but he'd dry them up. And then he'd take her upstairs to hold her forever.

It was something out of a romance novel, or one of the "chick-flick" shows and movies she watched time and time again with her dad, but she loved it. She craved it.

She opened her eyes, taking a good look at the dark surroundings. They then whisked to the male companion beside her. She noticed his face was slightly crinkled - he was probably having a nightmare. His face suddenly relaxed which made her even more curious. Once more, his lips were moving as if he was saying something but she couldn't decipher what he was saying. He looked both annoyed and yet in bliss - if that was even possible.

He was Ichigo and Karin's friend. She knew there was something beyond this boy. For one, he had white hair(which he proposed was natural but she was still skeptical on that) and spoke like he was a robot.

He also had a sprained arm. She helped wrap it so she knew it wasn't just a normal soccer injury. Whoever he was, he was just another one of her siblings many secrets.

When she had forced him to lay on her bed - there was a bustle of lightning. She shook lightly, and there may have been a scream, but she was more then capable of leaving the room and falling asleep. So why did she intend they sleep together? She wanted to get to the bottom of him - she hoped that she would probably get some answers. She had been seeing him a lot around the house lately, and suddenly he is picked to babysit her while Karin's at one of her soccer matches, Otou-san's at one of his many business meetings and Ichigo... well, she didn't know where Ichigo was. But come on! That just SCREAMED fishy!

She had immediately fallen asleep, but who could blame her? She had suffered from temporary insomnia while worrying about her family which completely ruined her sleeping schedule. However, sleeping beside him.. beside someone just made her feel.. warm.

She feels someone over her, a shadow cast down on her. What was going on? Her heart seems to tighten as she can feel his breath. She could feel the direct thumping of her heart - loud and fast-.. or was that his? And suddenly he moves away. She wonders if she should speak up, but before she could say a word; she hears voices downstairs which she eventually realized were her family. She could hear him curse, and her eyes open further to take a ponderous look at him.

After a few seconds, he takes to laying beside her. He moves to his side facing her with his eyes closed. She opens her mouth, her eyebrow furrowing as she wondered if she should get up now. If someone were to catch them, it would be trouble. And was he just about to kiss her? She feels herself go red in the face just by thinking about it. And she also remembers the faceless man in her dreams too. For a few minutes, she lays there motionless before she too faces and cuddles up against him. He didn't seem to mind.

She would settle for what she had for now- a family and Hitsugaya-san - for a dream was just a dream and life was full of secrets. There was no running from that. As much as she cried every night, as much as she had those sleepless nights, as much as she urged for her family to just be honest with her - she knew it wasn't going to happen. She would just be the damsel in distress... and for now, she was okay with that.

Especially when Ichigo and Karin opened the door and the screaming match began.