"How was school, Rukia?" a deep masculine voice inquired.

"Fine." Rukia replied, her eyes staring keenly out of the window. Her delicate hands were resting on her lap, and her shoulders were pressed straight against the backseat.
"Nothing happened to cause you concern."

A pair of slate grey eyes flickered to her face, and then quickly concentrated back on the road.

"Is that so."

Kuchiki Byakuya. Rukia's older brother. A very mysterious man. Rukia has known him all her life, and yet if feels as if they've only been together for a few days. He was just the
sort of man who was constantly shrouded in mystery; even people close to him didn't understand his feelings and actions.

His job is unknown to her, and she hasn't met the rest of her family; if she had any.

"We're here, Rukia." Byakuya said whilst opening the window and leaning out. "Byakuya Kuchiki." he said solemnly.

"Voice recognition, passed. For the next stage of examination, please look into the scanner." A monotone voice announced.

As Byakuya obliged, Rukia stared at the humungous metal gate in front of them. It never failed to amaze her. Barbed wire, glass and other menacing looking things sat on
the top of the gate, which towered over both her and her brother. Even whilst standing up.

Once, Rukia had asked her brother why such a big gate obstructed the path, he had looked at her with a sincere expression displayed on his face and said:

"To protect you."

He may not look or act it, but Rukia's older brother was very fond of her. Even if he didn't say it to her face, Rukia could just tell.

A sudden movement startled Rukia out of her thoughts; the sleek black car had started its descent up a small hill. Behind them, the gates closed as quietly as they had opened.

As the car stopped in front of the entrance, Rukia slipped out of her seat belt and snatched her bag off the back seat. After she slammed the door shut, she stood in front of
her home and waited for her elder brother to press his finger upon the small panel beside the door entrance.

At first, the tight security surprised Rukia, but over time she had gradually gotten used to it. Now iris scanning and fingerprint recognition seemed normal to her. Scarily normal.

"Welcome Byakuya Kuchiki. Entrance time- 17:30. Have a nice day"

A whirring noise started as the door slid open smoothly, revealing a gleaming corridor. A grand set of stairs was clearly visible, its polished wood shining under small rays of
sunlight pouring through a window on the ceiling.

The soft clack of shoes echoed quietly as Byakuya and Rukia entered the quiet home.

"Dinner will be at 7:00, is that alright?" Byakuya enquired whilst hanging his jacket on a coat rack, and slipping his black shoes off and neatly arranging them beside the
now closed door.

"Yes. I shall see you then." She replied as she walked down the corridor, placed her bag beside the stairs and settled her foot upon the sturdy wooden step. As expected, no
creaking.

"Rukia."

"Yes brother?" Rukia replied without turning around.

"You haven't removed your shoes."

"Oh." Hastily, Rukia tore off her shoes and placed them next to her bag. She then turned around to flash a sheepy grin at her mildly bemused older brother. "I'll see you later then."

"Yes. Be punctual."

The words were barely out of his lips before she dashed up the stairs, located her room and quickly entered her chambers. With a heavy sigh, she removed her jacket and flung it
onto her desk before collapsing on her bed.

"What a troublesome day." She mumbled to herself.

A new homeroom tutor, who let's be honest, hasn't got a good impression of her. Not to mention a teacher who no longer seeks her friendship.

The latter is a good thing actually, Rukia thought to herself.

I'll no longer have anyone on my back all the time; finally, I can have some nice peace and quiet. As Rukia thought this, she felt her eyelids drooping. Lazily, she moved the stray black
bang out of her vision and sighed once again.

Yay, another day of school tomorrow.

I can't wait.


Experiencing some severe writer's block. Sorry.