"A Flower in the Attic"

Chapter Seven: The owl

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach nor Flowers in the Attic.

'She's hiding something. I'm positive. Otherwise she wouldn't have acted so strange. What was behind that door? What lives inside? There should be something inside. Right?'

Two days has passed since Ichigo discovered the mysterious room. He has been thinking of the strange eyes he saw. He kept thinking about it and couldn't sleep in the night.. The room, as he have thought, haunted him whenever he tried to sleep. He couldn't stop thinking about it either. If he could only break it apart from its hinges and get over with finding out what was inside he would have done it so.

The old hag was carrying a basket filled with food and when she went out, the food was gone. What was she feeding? What kinds of pets does she have? Obviously no one knew there was something inside in the room. What about the sound he heard? What or who made it? So many questions plaguing his innocent mind. It went on and on and yet he still couldn't figure out the answers.

"Urg! I can't take it anymore! All these thinking is making me frustrated! I need to get out!"

Quietly working his way out of his room he closed his door and went down the stairs to the kitchen. He looked around the Mansion and noticed how awfully quiet it was. It wasn't actually strange since it was midnight. Not a sound could be heard except from the owls living in the dark forest. If someone will see him, they will surely inform the Kuchikis. He looked like a robber sneaking in.

Looking for the kitchen in the dark, he found his way with a bit of trouble since he could barely see anything. He entered the room and quickly made his way to the fridge to get some ice and water.

CLANK!

"Who's there?"

Ichigo turned around abruptly. he took a step towards the source of the noise. There was a pot on the floor. It fell and spilled some soup on the floor. He looked around the kitchen and trying to find someone who has left the pot. His gaze scanned the kitchen slowly. He was not moving too much to not create any sound. He saw little in the dark but he was certain there was someone with him in the kitchen. The kitchen was silent. Nothing could be heard. No one was moving.

"I said who's there. Show your self! I know you're there!"

Calling once more for anybody to show up, Ichigo was met with another silence.

He could feel it. A person was inside the kitchen. He swept his gaze around the kitchen for any signs of movement but found none. He was about to turn around when another sound was made by the invisible creature.

The floor creaked at the corner.

With fast striding steps, ichigo went to the corner and grabbed the arm of the person who tried running away from his grip. He held the culprit tightly and tried steadying his feet on the ground. The person kept on kicking and clawing him. Doing its best to be free from his grasp.

"Hold on! Stop it! Ouch!"

Ichigo was hit on his face with a fist. He cursed through his gritted teeth and caught the other arm of his prisoner and pulled them both to the edge of the kitchen to find the light switch. He hit it with his shoulder to keep his hold on what he has captured. The bright light shocked his brown orbs and took a minute before it adjusted to the change. When he could finally focused them he snapped at the person he was holding.

Violet eyes. A pair of big violet eyes.

She was a girl. A small girl. She had shiny raven locks that reached to her shoulder. They were pointing in every direction and looked like her hair was cut in a messy way. She was very small. Petite to be exact. Very pale skin, as white as the moon and she looked unhealthy and sick. She was wearing a simple white dress that was a bit small for her. It didn't even reached her knees. Though it was clean it couldn't hide the age of it. It was an old dress. Probably a hand me down and was worn by someone older than her. She was also wearing blue fades shoes. Ichigo stared at her far too long, mesmerized by the girl and how much her eyes looked exactly like the ones he saw two days ago. Before he knew it she had kicked him on the shin and shook her arms to escape. He didn't expect her to be capable of being strong with a small body like hers.

"Ouch! Quit it, will you!"

"Let go of me!"

"No! Who are you and what are you doing here?" Holding the girl tighter, Ichigo notice her appearance looked really terrified. She was shaking too much, almost crying and was panicking. He pushed the girl on the wall and pinned her arms above her head. Irritation was not something Ichigo tolerates and he wouldn't start now just because of a girl. When his eyes darted back to the trashing girl he saw her eyes full of emotion he couldn't quite comprehend. It was clear that the girl was frightened and it uneased Ichigo how she could be since he hadn't done anything to her aside from refraining her from moving and hurting him. But because of his actions it only heightened the girl's fright.

"Please don't hurt me! I pr-promise t-to d-do any-anything. Ju-just don't hu-hurt me. I've ha-had e-nou-enough of it. D-don't te-tell her."she was now openly crying. Her whole body started shaking and tears were running down her face.

This gave Ichigo another chance to observe the girl's face. She was beautiful. No doubt about that. His gaze traveled from her eyes to her nose and then to her pink lips that bloomed into a woman's. Her beauty was tantalizing. One of a kind. Everything seemed to fit well with the other parts. He wondered how this girl captured his attention so much that he forgot what he should do. He was staring at her like there was no tomorrow. That perhaps he wouldn't see her anymore.

The girl was not making any movement. She was waiting for him or rather for the end to come.

"Who are you?" Ichigo's eyes were inquiring. They left no room for not answering. "wha...?" The girl's eyes were slightly wavering from his.
He was about to speak once more when an object crashed on his head. Ichigo's vision became blurry due to the wound he received. On the floor were pieces of glasses which he thought might be from a plate. But before he lost his balance from the dizziness he saw another pair of feet. They were bigger than the girl's.

He fell to the floor clutching his head. He was facing the doorway and blood was running through his face obscuring his view of the girl running away until he lost conscious.

Darkness invaded him and the girl vanished from his sight.

A/N: Thank you so much for reading! I hope you like this chapter! ^_^