My second Chapter! I'm so excited! Yey XD!

I love Bleach but I don't own it! Thanks God, or else it would look like poop, due to my bad drawing!

Ichigo POV

My lone figure walked swiftly through the desolate streets of Japan. The smell of blood and fresh meat filled my nostrils. I crossed a corner and saw a teenager hearing music through headphones. I smiled evilly and started to walk towards her. As I got closer I could see that her hair was black and right above her shoulder. Her eyes were closed and from where I was I could hear her songs. They talked about rebellion against parents and suicide. "I could give her a little help," I thought as I stood in front of her. I gently brushed my fingers against her neck. She opened her eyes at the sudden action. I saw that her eyes were dark blue. She was pretty, but I didn't care. All I cared for was to feed myself with her blood. I leaned down and kissed her neck right above her pulse point. She sighed in pleasure and deep down I felt guilty. My now blood red eyes looked at her with a desire only her blood could satisfy. I kissed her again but before she could react I pierced her skin with my long fangs. I drank her blood greedily until her body fell limp in my arms. After drinking her last drop of blood, I threw her in a dark corner and continued my way without looking back at her.

I returned to my little room, located on a mountain top, feeling guilty. I never wished to be like this, I didn't ask for it. If I only hadn't listened to my father. Why didn't I run away from home when I had a chance, why didn't I escape my horrible fate when my mother died? I wasn't brave enough and I let those thoughts cross my mind. I let my father manipulate me in killing humans, believing that a better future would come out of this. I was only ten! Now I had become an addict to blood and to hear the screams of pain from my unfortunate victims. I didn't want to do this. I wanted to die but I knew that I never would. I was immortal. I wanted the devil himself to take my life forever for doing this to innocent people. I didn't know the meaning of love or pain. I never felt love or pain and I didn't want to. I was afraid. As I looked at the radiant moon from my window I wondered how it felt to die, but I knew that I would never experience death. I went to sleep feeling sorry for all the people who I had killed and prayed to God to forgive their souls.

Rukia POV

The rays of the sun entered the room as my sleepy figure sat up in bed. I walked lazily to the bathroom, took a warm bath put on a pair of jeans and a blue shirt that was lighter than my blue room. I went to the kitchen and ate some eggs and toast. "Tonight I need to go to the restaurant," I thought. I went out to buy some food.

As I walked the streets that led to my apartment, after buying the food I needed to survive another week, I bumped into someone. "Sorry" I said quickly. "Don't worry I don't have any broken bones," the person said in a smooth, feminine voice. I looked up at the person I had bumped into and couldn't believe how beautiful she was. She had short, shoulder length black hair with light brown highlights and the most beautiful amber eyes.

"Hi I'm Karin," she introduced. When she said her name the face of my mom flashed in my mind. I wanted to cry but I stood my ground not wanting to make a fool of myself. Somehow it reminded me of her. 'Weird'

"Rukia" I replied instantly.

"Hell, not much of a talker are we?" she said, "don't worry I wouldn't want to be the same when I am your age." I chose to ignore her. "So how old are you?"

"17" I answered, "you?"

"16"

"Good to know." I said a little too dry.

"Hey lighten up a little, the world isn't going to end anytime soon," she said sarcastically, "Are you new around here? Since as Kyoto is so little. Well I practically know every person here in Kyoto and I've never seen you."

"Actually I came here to Japan when I was ten."

"Why?" she asked.

"Karin, I really don't want to talk about this. I need to go home," I said. "Thanks for your company. I really needed that." I thought.

"Well take care. And beware of the vampire who might be stalking you." I brushed off her comment, but little did I know that two pair of golden eyes with a soft hue of red were following me.

"Hmmm, she's new here. I could pay her a visit." He said to no one in particular.

That night I put on a purple dress. I really didn't like purple, but what else could I do? It was the only dress I had. My mother liked purple so that's why I chose it, and it really showed out the color of my eyes. I put on really comfortable black boots and headed to the restaurant I worked at. It was strange that people who worked in restaurants didn't use some kind of uniform. Back in New Jersey if you didn't have a uniform you were fired. I walked the lone streets that led to the restaurant. The Black Pearl it was called. It was a lovely place. It had a medieval design. The chairs and tables were made out of tiger skin. The cups were made out of carved wood and the walls were decorated with spears and swords. The only thing that didn't look medieval was the formal clothes the workers used. The owner said that he didn't want girls to purposely wear skimpy skirts and to have the boys without a shirt. I was okay with that. I started working there when I was 11. The owner granted me access to the job because his son was in love with me. He was quite ugly, Keigo Asano was his name. He always flirted with me but I ignored him.

The sound of the restaurant's door opening and closing cut off my trail of thoughts. A cloaked figure walked in and sat at a far table and since I was the only one who wasn't taking people's orders, I walked to the table where it sat.

"Excuse me," I said with an obviously fake smile, "what would you like?"

"You know Ruk, you don't have to fake a smile whenever you take a customer's orders," I gasped recognizing the voice; "I didn't know you worked here, hell I didn't know you worked at all."

"Sorry Karin, I didn't want to be rude, is that I'm a little dull today." I apologized.

"Oh, really, I haven't noticed." Karin said with a tone sarcasm.

"Could you stop that? I already asked you what you wanted so answer me, and would you please take that damn hood off, it's annoying." She did as she was told.

"Sorry. I want ribs with barbecue please." I wrote down her order and went to tell the chef.

I returned to where she was and sat down.

"So, can we be friends?"

"Huh?" I asked not hearing what she had said.

"I said if we could be friends."

"Oh, sure" I said as if I could care less.

"You know, you're doing a really bad job trying to ignore people."

Before I could answer, the Chef's voice reached my ears, "Ribs with barbecue ready!" I sat up to pick up the food and returned. I was about to leave when she told me to sit down. So I did.

"I think I know what you need." I raised my eyebrow slightly, she continued, "I think you really need a girl's night out."

"Ya think?" I acted as if I wasn't the least bit interested in the subject. I really wanted her as a friend but I didn't want her to risk her life. I thought I was cursed, every person that came near me died, and I didn't want that to happen to her. She was such a nice and carefree girl. Not ever thinking of the consequences to her actions, or so I thought.

She clearly ignored me because she continued, "We should watch a scary vampire movie."

I groaned. There she goes again, "You know, I think you have a serious obsession with these creatures."

"My sweet Rukia, one day I'll tell you a real story about vampires."

"Can you please stop talking shit and get a little serious here. Look, I really don't have anything against you're stupid idea of watching a movie. Put common, a movie of vampires? Those things are fucking old."

"First watch your language, for God's sake your only 17"

"Yeah and I thought you were going to say hell."

She gave a little laugh, "Whatever, and Second I think you should really hear this story."

"Karin, I really don't have time for this, but if you want you can come to my house tomorrow afternoon, I only work at nights."

I sat up took her empty plates, said my goodbyes to Kira, the chef, and went out. But not before catching Keigo's wink. I really hated that guy. I had a sick feeling deep inside that told me the guy had been watching me all night.

As I crossed another dark corner, I saw something unusual, at least for me. I was looking up at the sky thinking about Karin's request and taking in the radiance of the full moon, when I saw two red eyes staring down at me from a high building. Since this morning after meeting Karin, I've had a feeling that someone was watching me and that someone, though I am relieved to say it, was not Keigo. Who in the world would have red eyes? 'Red Eyes!'

Ichigo's POV

I looked down at her form from the top of the building. She was looking up at the stars. The light of the full moon made her look heavenly as she walked. Her raven hair swaying slightly in the wind and her amethyst eyes were shining. "God she's beautiful." I whispered. When she looked up at me, clearly sensing that someone was watching her, I felt a shiver run down my spine. Her violet eyes piercing my dark soul. "Damn it! Get a hold of yourself, Ichigo" I thought. I knew that my eyes were red. I had just finished eating when I saw her. "Does she know what I am?"

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