Rukia looked through the top draw of Ichigo's desk; she knew he had hidden her drawing things in there. She shoved some rumpled paper aside and found the corner of a picture poking out from under them. Ichigo entered the room just as Rukia lifted out the picture.

"Hey what have," Ichigo started but when he saw what she had in her hand she snapped and snatched the picture from her fingers. "Don't go through things that aren't yours!" he shouted and sat on his bed with the picture between his fingers.

"Hho's fault is it for hiding my drawing things!" she shouted back, hands on hips leaning forwards to get in his face.

"It's to stop you from leaving those crappy drawings everywhere!" he replied with just as much passion. But with a glance back down at the thing he was holding, he subsided his anger and the frown seeped away from his brow. He was silent. Rukia noticed this instant change and her anger turned into concern.

"What is it a picture of anyway?" she asked, she had to tread lightly when Ichigo was in one of these moods. He sighed and decided that he should just let her know, after knowing her for two years;it was no use hiding things from her now.

"It's a picture of me and my mother, after I saw born," he sighed and looked down at the image. His mother was smiling and she held two small bundles in her arms. The bundles both had bright orange hair.

"Who is the other baby your mother's arms?" she asked looking over his shoulder. He had a distant look in his whisky eyes. She watched him closely waiting for his reply.

"That is my older twin sister," he said

"What happened to her?" Rukia sat down next to him on the bed and peeped at the photo.

"Soon after being born me and my sister got a cold. She wasn't strong enough to fight it, so she died at only a week old," he replied handing her the photo to look at.

"You both looked identical," she said staring at the two infants snuggled up together. "What was her name?"

"Isume, her name was Isume Kurosaki. I never got to know her," he sighed. "She's probably in the soul society."

"If you want Ichigo, I could send in a request and see if she can be found?" Rukia said handing him back the photo.

"Na, she wouldn't remember me I mean I don't remember her. I only know she was alive because dad told me about her," He said placing it back into the draw and lying down on his bed. Rukia got back to her feet and went to his closet.

"Night Ichigo," she said climbing in and sliding the door closed.

"Night, Rukia."

Outside of Ichigo's window there stood a soul reaper with bright orange hair. She smiled at him sleeping and grinned when she saw the raven haired soul reaper come back tom his side and pull the covers a little higher up to cover his chest.

"I leave you in good hands little brother," she said and left.