Rukia's Story
The farthest back I could ever remember was probably...
When I was four. I was just a kid. My mom was an avid partier, never home. My father, Kaitou, though, was actually pretty nice to me. My big sister Hisana was nine years old.
My family and I lived in the middle-class section of Kyoto. I had five friends. Momo Hinamori, Matsumoto Rangiku, Tatsuki Arisawa, Uryu Ishida, and Orihime Inoue. We all met in first grade, at Kokako Elementary.
Then, when I was seven, something weird happened.
I started having these... visions, as Hisana and I called them. I was practically a psychic. That was when my father started beating us. He claimed he was 'beating the evil' but Hisana and I knew better.
He was actually enjoying it.
It went like this for two and a half more years, until I was ten. Then, he died in a car accident. My mother no longer went out as much. She stayed at home, with Hisana and me. For the first time in a long time, I actually felt...
Loved.
But then, two years later, when I was twelve, she died from some weird illness. Hisana was twenty at the time, and already on her own, so I lived with her. Then, her boyfriend Byakuya proposed to Hisana, and invited us both to live with him, in his upscale mansion, back in Kyoto.
It all sounded too good to be true, right?
It was.
I was still in touch with my childhood friends, so it wasn't awkward going back to high school. It was also still September, so it wasn't that hard catching up. It was then Hisana found out she was pregnant. She and Byakuya named her Mikoto. Mikoto Kuchiki.
And then, Hisana got the same sickness our mother did... she was dead within a month. Byakuya, Mikoto, and I lived a fairly normal life, until I was fifteen. That was when one of the most horrible things in my life happened.
I can remember it like it was yesterday...
Flashback
I was coming down for breakfast, already ready for school, like every morning. My hair was neatly brushed into a low ponytail, and I was wearing the standard uniform for my high school. A white shirt under a gray jacket, and a matching grey skirt. I immediately went to Mikoto's room, like I do every morning, to wake her up. Unlike most toddlers, she actually slept in late.
"Miki! It's time to wake up... huh?" I stopped, mid-sentence, and blinked. Mikoto was nowhere to be found, although her bed was a mess. I walked up, and quickly made it. I figured the little monster was hiding somewhere, so I merely giggled and started looking for my niece.
After about ten minutes of pointless searching, I sighed. "Byakuya must've woken her up already." I figured, and once again started to make my way to the kitchen.
I stopped dead in the living room, my liquid blue eyes wide. "Oh, my God..." I breathed my voice shaky. My breathing began to get uneven.
Blood stained the cream colored walls and the polished hardwood floors. The pictures hanging from the walls were dripping with the red liquid, and so was the mirror in the hallway. I started running around the living room, looking for my brother in law and my niece.
"Nii-sama?" I called, running everywhere. "Mikoto?" She was only two. I knew she wouldn't answer me. "PLEASE! Answer me!" I pleaded, and started to cry. "Please..." I had searched the entire downstairs. Everywhere but...
"The study..." I breathed, and ran in the direction of it. It was Nii-sama's study. Sometimes, he would skip breakfast and go there. "Byakuya?" I screamed, not caring that I was using his first name, no honorifics attached. I ran throughout the large office/library, and stopped, dead in my tracks.
"N-Nii-sama..." I whispered. There, in a pool of his own blood, was my brother-in-law, Byakuya. Using the first-aid skills I learned in eighth grade to use, I ran up to him, and laid him on his back. I winced, looking at his eyes.
There was absolutely no life. I felt the pulse at his neck. Nothing. His heartbeat was nonexistent.
Byakuya was a lost cause and I knew it. I got up quickly, blinking back tears. Byakuya hated emotion, so why should I cry if he hated it?
"Mikoto!" And soon, I was once again looking for the baby girl. "Miki? Come on, Mikoto!" I was near hysterics, now. "MIKOTO!" I finally gave up. Mikoto was gone. Byakuya was dead.
And I was all alone.
I had called the police and they had come to the house. I was still in shock.
The detective working this case's name was detective Keisha, who immediately told me not to worry. That they would find out who did this, and that they would help no matter what. He had also told me that this wasn't the first time.
"Who else?" I asked, my voice hoarse. I was wrapped in a blanket, the grief counselor, Cassidy, holding my hands tightly.
"Um... Matsumoto, Arisawa, and some chick named Hinamori." He shrugged. "They were all about your age, actually." My eyes widened. "No..." Cassidy, noticing my reaction, started rubbing my back soothingly. "Are you alright, sweetheart?"
I couldn't hear, couldn't see, I couldn't feel after the detective said that.
My life was crumbling down on top of me.
And all I could do was sit there and watch.
"Still nothing?" I asked, sighing. Keisha shook his head. "Sorry kid. Nothing that we already didn't know. This case is turning cold fast. We have a small window of opportunity before the case turns completely cold."
I sighed. I knew the police wouldn't find the killer in less than twenty-four hours. I felt eyes boring into the back of my head. I turned, and raised an eyebrow. "Can I help you, sir?" I asked the man in front of me, a bored expression on my face.
This guy was seriously creeping me out. He had dirty blond hair, hidden under a horrid, dark green striped hat. "My name is Urahara Kisuke. And it sounds to me like your family fell victim to an Ookami Akuma attack."
Okay, now he was really scaring me! "Ookami Akuma?"
He nodded furiously, flipping out a white, paper fan. "A demonic creature that eternally lusts for human flesh!" I heard Keisha chuckle heartily. "Aw, don't let old Kisuke here scare ya! He's harmless! Kisuke, come on, now. Don't scare the poor girl by talking nonsense about demons and all that shit!" He laughed once more.
The man, Kisuke, gave me his card. "Call me if anything else comes up."
It was only two days later that I actually believed him.
"Yeah... he was really creepy. Detective Keisha told me he was just being funny, but I don't know... I think he's just crazy." I told Orihime on our way back from school Friday, two days after I had gone to the police station.
"Whoa..." Inoue looked at me sympathetically. "He sounds crazy." She laughed softly, and patted my back soothingly. "I'm sure they'll find out who did this, don't worry! And you can stay at my place for as long as you can!"
I had been staying at Orihime's since the... incident. Neither of us talked about it unless Keisha called or unless I had come back from the police department. "Thanks, 'Hime," I laughed, and we kept walking.
Suddenly, Orihime perked up. "Rukia, did you hear that?"
I stopped. "No... Orihime, you're being paranoid. We're in the park, and its sunset. Nobody's here." I assured her, and kept walking. "Okay..." She whispered, more to herself than me.
"Blood..."
I stopped. "Orihime, did you just say something?" I asked her, stopping. Inoue panicked. "Rukia! Don't say that! You're scaring me, seriously!" She whined, and I shook my head. "I'm not kidding you, Orihime. I seriously did hear something..."
"You smell... delicious."
I jumped, and turned around swiftly. "Damn... what the hell..." I cursed. It had sounded like there was someone next to me... whispering in my ear. Suddenly, something that looked so much like a wolf tackled Orihime to the ground.
"ORIHIME!" I yelled, and turned to face that... thing. I gulped, this... whatever it was... was terrifying. It had no eyes, just gruesome black orbs. It had silver fur, which radiated a ghostly glow in the moonlight.
"Orihime..." I was powerless. I felt totally weak. I couldn't do anything except sit and watch as my best friend's throat was ripped open. I hated this feeling of uselessness.
Suddenly, the wolf-thing was on the ground, dead. I immediately went to see if Orihime was okay, not caring how the hell the thing that tried to kill her died. "Orihime... come on, wake up!" I shook her. It was no use, though.
Inoue was out cold.
'Probably fainted from the shock,' I figured.
"Are you okay?" A strangely comforting voice asked me. I looked up, and gasped when I saw Kisuke and a purple-haired woman by his side, both of them holding what looked like machine guns. I fell back onto the grass in shock.
"You... you're that crazy guy from the precinct!" I accused, pointing a finger at him. The woman's eye twitched. "Kisuke! What the hell did you say to her?" She screamed at him, bopping the blonde guy over the head. She sighed, and held out her hand to help me up as Kisuke picked up Inoue's unconscious body.
"I'm sorry about that, Rukia-chan. But if you'll come with me, I'll tell you what we –Kisuke and I- do. And how it involves demons like those." She pointed at the wolf.
I was still pretty skeptical. But something... in my gut, told me I could trust these people, yes, even Kisuke Urahara.
I had no idea what I was getting myself into.
Only three weeks later, I was being homeschooled in the Slayer profession. I didn't have to go to high school anymore, seeing as how I would be working both day and night. I remember the day I met my first sensei... and my sister-in-law.
Flashback
"Hello! My name is Mitsuki Kuchiki, lieutenant of the 31st squad in the Speed Force." She grinned wildly, and my eyes widened.
"I'm sorry... Kuchiki? Do you happen to know a Byakuya Kuchiki?"
She looked at me, shocked. "You know my brother, Byakuya?"
After that very eventful first day, my life was thrown into a whirlwind of emotions. It was weird, to say the least.
I felt strangely comfortable, yet still very awkward around Yoruichi and Urahara. Awkward because Urahara was still psycho in my book, yet comfortable because Yoruichi was there to beat the living daylights out of the blond man.
I felt loved, being around friends, Mitsuki, and soon, Mikoto.
I felt... everything.
It was nice.
Ichigo's Story
The farthest I can ever remember was when I was nine years old. My mother and I always used to walk up to the mountain shrine, on top of Kyuketski Mountain. Then, one day, we were ambushed by thieves. I couldn't remember much during the experience. The thieves had knocked me out cold, giving me a mild case of amnesia.
When I awoke, I couldn't remember anything except for my name and age.
My mother was dead.
I had lived in a depression after I regained my memories of the night. I had lived in a complete slump... until that one winter, when Gin Ichimaru stumbled into my life, taking my mortality. He took both mine and Karin's, along with Yuzu and my father's life.
I thought I would live out the rest of eternity with my peers in the underworld continually looking down on me, and have the guilt of my father and my baby sister's death weighing on my shoulders.
I thought it was all going downhill... until I met Reiko Kazuki. She had been sent by her village to kill me. But it was her first killing. She couldn't, she told me. She had been barely fourteen at the time.
Flashback
"I-Ichigo K-Kurosaki," Reiko stuttered, "Stop right there." She held up a katana, and tried her best to look confident. She was sweating, though. I could smell her fear a mile away.
I smirked. She had guts, I gave her that. To be going after one of the Underworld's most elite Vampires? "So, Reiko-san, is it?" I ask her nonchalantly, stepping forward. She stepped back, and nodded.
"Yeah... how do you know who I am?" She questioned, lowering her sword slightly. I shrugged. "How could I not? You're father is the village leader, and your sister is the most respected priestess in all of Japan. And of course, how could anyone forget the name of the first Slayer?" I asked, stepping forward once more, less than three feet away, now.
Out of pure instinct, she lunged forward and impaled me through the heart with the iron object.
"Ah!" I screamed in fake pain. I loved toying with human emotions. Even though I still had my soul, that didn't stop the vicious nature of the Turok Han to come in play every now and again. She smiled, thinking she had won.
"Ah... uh..." I slumped to the floor for emphasis. And the second she took a step forward, my head jerked up. "Oh, come one! You really think something as flimsy as a rotten old katana's gonna kill me? Next time, if you're gonna impale me with something, use wood." That was an old joke Gin used to tell way back when during the first war, when some idiot samurai would try and kill him.
Reiko backed up into a tree. "What... but... how the hell..." She was in total shock. "Tell you what, shortcake." I reasoned, walking up to her. She glared at me for the 'short' comment. But come on, the girl was seriously petite! "I'll let you off easy this time." And with that, I leaned forward, drinking just enough of her blood to make her fall unconscious.
I caught her as she fell. "Damn..." I cursed when I heard villager's shouting nearby, along with the prayers of a priestess. "For something so small, you sure do cause a lot of trouble."
It was actually nice after that. Our next meeting was not as hostile as the first. She had wanted to get to know me. Said that 'A Vampire with a heart certainly is intriguing.' I had laughed when she said that.
In the short time of three months we had grown to become good friends. Even Karin trusted her, and that was a rarity. Eventually, Minako, her sister, found out about me. She, although a Vampire Hunter, quickly welcomed me. We kept the secret of my immortality to Reiko's father, mother, and the rest of the village, of course.
After about a year, when Reiko was sixteen, she asked me something unusual. She had asked, "Can you make me immortal?" I had responded by saying, "No, a conversion requires two Vampires.' It was a lie, but I didn't want to take Rei away from her perfect life.
Minako had heard us from the other room. "How about a reincarnation bind? It's a special seal that will reincarnate any who bear it." She explained. "It's very complicated, because none should really use it." She had also told us, "at least that's what Head Elder Cromwell told me!"
Reiko had scoffed at that and responded, "Cromwell's a quack! Do it, come on, sister!"
And then, I met Temperance.
She was certainly... perky. That was what I first thought. She had that dark brown hair, and innocent-looking golden-amber eyes. She looked so innocent, so much like a child, that I had no idea what would happen next.
Flashback
"Ichigo!" I already knew it was Tempie. That's what Reiko and I used to call her.
'Tempie'.
"Ichi-kun!" She gasped as she caught up with me. The poor girl was flushed, and so out of breath. "Hey, Temperance. What is it?" I asked her, forcing a smile. I didn't hate Temperance; no, as a matter of fact, she was one of the only people in the village (aside from Reiko and Minako) I could actually be comfortable around. It was just, I had been in an unusually grumpy mood lately.
Didn't know why, though.
"Ichi-kun, did you hear? Vampires are invading the village!" Temperance panted.
"What?" I asked her, shocked. Neither Gin nor Karin told me about this. I looked at Temperance, and my eyes widened.
She was giggling. "Tempie?"
"Haha!" Now, she was all-out laughing. "That... this... this is the best thing ever! Don't you agree, Ichi-kun?" She asked me through hysterics. I looked at her incredulously, my suspicion, anger, and worry rising with every passing moment.
"Temperance... what have you done?" I asked her in disbelief.
She laughed manically. "I've known for a while, Ichigo... about your little dilemma... you, a Vampire, have fallen in love with a human? And the First Slayer no less!" Her voice was frosty, but she was still giggling. "It is so..." She couldn't even finish.
She was laughing too hard. "Oh... Ichigo... I love you. And now, with your little princess dead, you and I can be together... forever." She laughed, and stepped forward, grasping my shoulders. "Together... forever... Gin even said so... Oh, Ichigo! It will be so wonderful, don't you agree?"
I didn't know what to do. I just pushed her back and ran for the village.
There Temperance lay, on her back, still laughing.
In the end, I had killed Temperance. Reiko and Minako were still dead, though.
Karin and I had moved to London, for about six hundred years, until the year 1712. Then, we were back in Japan.
And into a small town called Karakura.
It was there I met Senna, who was a wandering Oracle. She said she had no where to go, so she came to live with Karin and I. Karin had never really taken a liking to Senna, and even I felt a little awkward being around her.
We had met Sakura about one hundred and fifty years later, in 1862. Sakura was being hunted by Scourge demons, and Karin and I had found her beaten to a pulp, a Scourge woman ready to finish her off. She had become a part of our little family after that. It was difficult being around Sakura for Karin, she reminded us so much of Yuzu, our deceased little sister.
It had been fairly normal for almost eighty three years after that.
Until I met Rukia Kuchiki, that is.
Dianne's Story
I had grown up in a fairly normal community. I was born July twenty-second, 1854. My father was a factory owner, my mother, a nurse. I had been living a normal life, until I met a man who went by the name of Kouta Urahara. He had actually kidnapped me, and taken me back to his little 'headquarters' where he lived, along with a woman named Yasashi Shihoin.
They had wanted me to become one of them. A Slayer.
At first, I thought these people were insane. Then, I experienced my first demon.
And I joined them.
Over time, I became a prestigious demon and Vampire hunter. And then, I learned something quite shocking...
I was a generation Slayer.
It was right before the Kousen no Shinku Yuki, when I found out.
I had also met and fallen in love with Grimmjow Jaggerjack, a Vampire who had been on the loose since the summer of 1302. I had no idea what I was getting myself into when I agreed to give up my mortality for him.
He had nearly killed me, but stopped himself at the last second. He had granted me the powers of a Vampire. But... my affinity, was quite possibly the worst of them all.
It was love.
I had thought he truly loved me... I had given him everything, my mortality, my innocence, my very heart was in his hands.
And he had crushed it.
Flashback
He had been cornered by Hunters. I had fought for him. And I was dying, too.
"Grimmjow... I'm weak... I can't... huh?"
He, without a word, had bared his neck to me. "Go on. And then, you can escape." He smirked knowingly, gripping my shoulders. "Grimm..." And without another word, I sank my fangs into his neck.
After about twenty seconds, I stopped. I had had my fill. "Grimmjow... what's..." I stopped, my eyes wide, and looked down in shock.
There was a knife, planted right where my heart was supposed to be. "I can't believe it... Grimmjow... you..." I was at a loss for words. "You... you lied... you said it wouldn't... affect you..." I was talking about my affinity.
"Bastard!" And then, I was gone.
That was the last I ever saw of Grimmjow Jaggerjack.
Ever since then, I had lived by this philosophy.
"It's okay to fall in love. But falling in love with a Vampire is quite possibly one of the worst tragedies. You can fall, you can take the leap off this cliff, just don't expect that monster to catch you."
And it was true. So unbelievably correct.
A/N: Filler chapter. A very LONG filler chapter... XD
I know, Dianne's story was kind of short... I just couldn't figure out what to do with her!
So... please review! Well... it really doesn't matter. The next chapter should be out by tomorrow!
So... review, don't review. To be honest, I really don't care what you do! Hey... that rhymed!
-TMU
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