No way to get out one way
nigeru tame no sube mo naku tada tachimukau dake
I wanna see your heart
yume to genjitsu no aida kako to mirai no hazama
mujun darake no sekai samayoitsuzuketeta
No way to get out, one way
There is no way to escape, only to stand and fight
I wanna see your heart
Between dreams and reality, between past and future
Wandering a world full of contradiction
-Lunatic Tears... from 11eyes
"Hey! Ichigo! Sorry I'm late, you know how the others are in the morning." Rukia said as she took the empty seat beside Ichigo.
The orange-haired teen smiled. "It's okay. You wanna get started now?" Rukia nodded. "Sure, just give me a sec," She said, lifting her backpack up off the floor, digging through the main pocket. But what she didn't notice was Ichigo's hand reaching forward, grabbing the small rose in her backpack's front pocket.
"A rose? Rukia, who gave you the rose?" Ichigo asked somewhat calmly. But on the inside he was fuming. Was she seeing someone?
Rukia looked up and rolled her eyes. "Shirayuki-san must've stuck it in there. I told her I was coming to meet you for tutoring, and she got this crazy idea that I liked you."
"You don't like me?" Rukia's eyes widened, and she put her hands up. "No! Ichigo, no, it's not like that. Of course I like you. Heck, I love you as a friend. She thought I like liked you." Rukia shook her head, digging back through her backpack.
"Here it is," She said, picking up the blue textbook.
"Okay, why don't we start on chapter 15?"
"Sure thing."
She never noticed his disappointed look when she said 'love you as a friend'.
1 hour later
"Rukia, are you all right?" Ichigo asked as he watched Rukia pack up her books.
"Yeah. Why shouldn't I be?" She asked, slinging her bag over her shoulder.
"It's just that you were so quiet for the entire hour and a half. What's bothering you?" Rukia bit her lip. "Did you look at the calender?" She asked quietly. Ichigo shook his head, then looked at his planner, one of the many items sprawled across the library table.
"So? It's Saturday, May... 29." Ichigo stopped and looked at Rukia in sympathy. "The day you lost your memories."
Rukia bit her lip and nodded. "Yep. And... I had another... dream. Or I guess it was a flash... I can't even tell anymore." She said, laughing bitterly. "It was about that girl... Mitsuki, I think it was. Dark hair, pale face, gray eyes, and this ridiculous smile. I was in it too. She was telling me a story called "Yukihime"."
Ichigo looked away. "I don't know. The way you described her, it sounded a lot like Hisana." He said arrogantly. "You're losing it, Rukia."
She put her hands on her hips, glaring at him. "I'm not! She specifically said her name was Mitsuki! The dreams about her are almost the same as that other guy... Byakuya or something." She huffed, sitting back down.
Ichigo felt uneasiness worm its way into the pit of his stomach. He briefly wondered how Tatsuki and Momo could live like they did, lying to Rukia everyday for a year. Inoue didn't really have to worry about anything, since she didn't know much of Rukia's past.
Then again, Ichigo couldn't blame them, he'd lied to Rukia, too. They never told Rukia about Byakuya, Mitsuki, or Kaitou. As far as the amnesia-ridden Kuchiki was concerned, she lived with Hisana and her mother until they both died when she was fifteen, right before she lost her memories.
Byakuya and Mitsuki were just people once loved, but now forgotten.
"Are you sure you don't know anyonewho goes by any of those names?" Rukia asked somewhat hopefully.
"No." Ichigo's heart dropped as her face fell from a semi-grin into a full-on frown.
"Fine, then." She looked down, back at the table. "Here." She said, grabbing the rose from earlier and sticking it into his T-shirt's front pocket. "Keep it. I've got no use for it. Anyway, see you on Monday, Ichigo." She said, getting, up, trying to figure out her dream from the previous night.
"Yeah... Sayonara, Rukia." He said, absently twirling the thorny rose stem in his hand.
Flash
"Rukia, for the last time, there are no such things a ghosts!" A black-haired nine-year old said to his little sister.
"B-but... Nii-sama, I heard voices in the closet!" Rukia said, gripping tightly to her brothers shirt sleeve. Byakuya sighed. "I'll look. But I'm telling you, there's nothing in there!" He said, reaching for the closet handle. "You see, Rukia? I told you, nothings in-!"
"RAAAAAAAAWR!"
"AAAAAAHHH!" Rukia screamed jumping back. Mitsuki howled in laughter, ripping the ghoul mask off her head. "Got you! That's what you get for putting those frogs in my bed, you little brat!" Hisana stepped out of the closet behind Mitsuki.
"Mit-chan, I thought you said you were just going to frighten her a little, not scare the poor girl half-to-death!" Hisana said, exasperated.
"I just wanted to get back at her!" She paused looking at Rukia's tear-stained face. "Sorry, Ruru. I guess I got a little too caught up. Can you forgive me?" Mitsuki asked, kneeling down to be at eye-level with Rukia. She smiled. "Of course! Sorry about the frogs, too, neechan."
"It's fine."
"RUKIA!"
Rukia blinked. "...Huh?" She looked around to see a very irritated-looking Tatsuki. "What's wrong?" Rukia asked, getting up to warm up her cold cocoa.
"I was calling you for five minutes straight, is something wrong?" Tatsuki asked, putting her golden retriever-covered coffee cup down on the counter.
"No. Not really. Just another flash." Rukia said tiredly.
Ever since she moved into 'The Manor' as she liked to call it, she had been getting weird visions she called flashes. They usually were little bits and scenes from her past, but they didn't show much. Usually just her younger self, and unimportant scenes from what she guessed was her childhood.
She had one from right before she lost her memory, but the only thing that really registered were two voices, a male and a female, and a blurry picture of what was supposed to be a bedroom.
"What was it?" Momo immediately asked, sitting next to Tatsuki, Inoue nodding in agreement. "Yeah. Was it your childhood? Or something right before," Inoue gulped. "You know..."
"Childhood." Rukia immediatly answered.
"Hisana, and these two other people. Byakuya and Mitsuki. I've been dreaming of them a lot lately." Rukia said, shrugging and grabbing her cocoa out of the microwave before walking out of the room.
The other three girls sat, tense, quietly processing what Rukia said.
Byakuya?
Mitsuki?
Dreaming about them a lot?
Inoue finally spoke up. "She... she's remembering? That's good, isn't it?"
Tatsuki sighed. "I honestly don't know. Maybe. If she is remembering, I only have one thing to say."
Momo looked up. "What's that?"
"Ichigo is so dead."
A/N: Very very VERY short chapter.
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