Author's note: Well everyone, BEHOLD! My first ever Fanfic! I love bleach so I just though about doing one on these two. Now don't hate my mistakes I tried my best! I really did! They might be a little OOC. I'm only a… 13 year old you know :3 ! Please just read it through. (The title makes the story obvious on what its about. Just bear with me here.)
Forbidden Love.
He woke up to the sound of his loud alarm clock. It was a sunny Monday morning and there was not a cloud in the sky. Stupid sun. He got up and lazily put on his uniform, and picked up his helmet and bag.
"Good morning Ichi-nii!" grinned Yuzu over a pan of eggs.
"ICHIGOO!" His dad attacked him out of nowhere. But Ichigo easily dodged it.
"Ichi-nii have some breakfast!"
"Not today Yuzu, I'm biking around for a while."
"Well, okay." Yuzu said, trying to hide her disappointment. Ichi-nii is always on his bike these days. Sighing, Yuzu put her brother's plate away.
Ah. What a terribly good day. Ichigo scowled, he got on his black bike and sped away. Feels good to be out on the road. I'll take a few laps then I'll head for school. Ichigo Kurosaki was as normal as everyone else. Ever since he was a kid, Ichigo always followed rules. His mother, Masaki, had always been very proud of him. He loved his mother deeply, he would do anything for her; and in turn she would do anything to make him smile. He wanted to protect her, to be with her all his life. Until one day.
It had been a sunny day without a cloud in the sky. Ichigo and his mother were walking hand-in-hand after karate lessons. Ichigo told her all about his day, about meeting a girl named Tatsuki and unfortunately getting beaten by her.
"I will beat her!" he said, a look of determination in his eyes.
"Of course you will," his mother said. "Ichigo it's time to cross."
SCREECH.
Urahara Kisuke was a very mysterious man. Aside from having ridiculously blonde hair, he was very wise. Almost scary wise, he worked as a director. He would often tell his actors, to be themselves and he would usually be seen wearing a strange green and white hat with a fan. He often said it helps him look more mysterious.
Urahara Kisuke had a very serious meeting that day with someone very important. And he was seriously running late. He looked around for his car keys, grabbed a banana and left. He opened the door to his car and shoved his keys into the admission.
"Oh crap! I'm going to be very, very late!" And with that he stepped onto his gas pedal.
He sped away while chewing on his banana and keeping an eye on the road. Which was hard, because he was fixing his hair. (Bed-head) He looked back and forth, back and forth, mirror, road, mirror, road, mirror, headlights, people… OH SHIT!
SCREECH.
Ichigo and his mom walked across the road side by side. Ichigo was smiling as he talked to his mom. But none of them noticed the speeding car headed straight for them Masaki saw it, and she urged Ichigo on. Ichigo ran as fast as he could still hand-in-hand with his mom. The screeching car stopped. Sadly, so did Ichigo's five-year old heart. It started to rain.
His mother lie bleeding on the asphalt rite underneath the car, Kisuke quickly came out of his car. His hair neatly placed and his face blank. By fear or by shock he couldn't say. He saw a little boy his hand in his mother's, crying, and desperately asking her to wake up. Kisuke didn't know what to say. But the most natural thing slipped out of his mouth.
"I'm sorry." He said a frown on his face. "I'll call an ambulance right away!"
He dug into his pockets searching for his cell.
Ichigo didn't even look up. He stared at his mother's body, bleeding, and the warmness in her hands leaving. He couldn't protect her. He couldn't look after her. He couldn't even stop crying. What a wimp he was, not even being able to have seen the car coming. He blamed himself, for all of it. A scowl appeared on his face.
Soon the ambulance came, picked up Ichigo's mother and asked Ichigo to let go of her hand. He wouldn't let go; he was only five after all. Although he eventually did let go, letting them take her way, his dad was there. Holding onto him, as they watched as the ambulance left. A very sunny day had just turned into a storm.
He stopped into his parking space. Well, he took over it, it was originally the librarian's but he politely asked if he could use it. He took the keys out and took his helmet off. He heard a squeal; he turned to see a bunch of freshman giggling at him. He gave them a look and they quickly scurried away. Pssh. Girls are so scary sometimes. He cringed.
"WOW! The almighty Kurosaki cringed?! At what?" A guy with dangerously red hair and black tribal- looking tattoos walked over.
"Shut up Renji." He put his bag over his shoulder and shoved the helmet at Renji. He scowled.
"You know, that scowl of yours gets scarier everyday." Renji shivered.
"And you know I swear that ponytail of yours stands up straighter each day. You never know you might wake up with it on the top of your head." Ichigo grinned in an evil way.
Renji's eyebrow twitched. A vein popped out.
"Oh yeah? Well your starting to smell like strawberries ICHIGO!" Lame comeback.
"WHAT YOU SMELL ME NOW?"
"I DO NOT I WAS JUST GETTING BACK AT YOU! YOU STRAWBERRY!"
"PINEAPPLE!"
"STRAWBERRY!"
Ichigo and Renji have been friends since middle school, they met when Ichigo spotted Renji getting bullied because of his hair.
FLASHBACK
"Ouch! Stop it!" Two boys were kicking a kid with red hair around. Ichigo knew the two boys, and stepped in to stop the bullying.
"Hey! Leave him alone!" Ichigo scowled. The two boys immediately knew who he was.
"Umm… sorry Ichigo. We didn't know he was your friend."
"We'll be leaving then! Bye!" They ran. They ran for their dear lives. Everyone knew Kurosaki was tough, tough enough to beat you to a bloody pulp.
"Thanks, but I could have handled them by myself you know." The kid said, dusting himself.
"Pssh, don't sweat it." He clearly ignored the second part.
"What's your name anyway?" He asked.
"Renji, Renji Abarai." They shook hands.
END OF FLASHBACK
They walked into the noisy classroom. When everyone saw them, they shut up. They looked around and saw the rest of their gang Uryuu Ishida, Chad (What Ichigo calls him) Yasutora and Koga Uhino. They were very tough looking, all of them just sitting there. They nodded to each other before Ichigo sat down in his desk. It was still strangely quiet.
"All right, you can talk now you idiots." Ichigo commanded, and everyone went back to their chatting.
"Ichigo you okay?" Uryuu, the smartest one out of them, wasn't exactly scary, but he was scary smart. He was useful in mechanics and fixing things, but what none of them knew, although they were close, was that he knew how to sew.
Chad nodded. Chad was the big, silent type. Although he can't fight verbally he can pack a deadly punch. He was useful as a bodyguard to help his fellow members when they needed help.
"Yah man, you look angry." Koga agreed. Koga wasn't very useful but he was tough enough, and killer fast.
"Nothing, it's just that it's such a sunny day today." Ichigo replied, burying his head in his arms.
The bell rang.
"Alright class settle down!" The teacher walked in. She opened her attendance book. She called out each person's name for attendance. Ichigo rested his head on his hand.
"Here!" said a random girl.
"Uryuu Ishida!"
"Here." Ishida raised his hand.
"Ichigo Kurosaki!"
Ichigo let out a small grunt.
"Koga Uhino!"
"Here!" He yelled at the top of his lungs.
The class laughed
"Chad Yasutora!" Chad raised his hand.
"Hmm… he's late again."
The sliding door opened.
"Hey teach sorry I'm l-" The attendance book hit Keigo's face.
"Late, again." The class laughed.
"Alright get to your seat Keigo!"
Keigo stood up and walked over to his desk.
"Okay everyone, we have a new student that is joining us today." The teacher grinned. "She is from a noble family, so be very nice to her. That means you Keigo."
"WHAT? What would I do to her?" Keigo asked. Keigo tended to be a little, crazy, over girls; he wasn't mean or anything, just crazy.
"You can come in now Rukia." The teacher said.
She stepped into the classroom, a sweet smile spread across her face. Get ready Rukia. She said to herself. "Hello, I am Rukia Kuchiki."
Ichigo looked up, he saw the most gorgeous amethyst eyes.
Rukia Kuchiki sat wide-awake before the alarm clock even rang. She sat there and carefully thought out her day. Walk into the classroom and- BEEP! BEEP! Her alarm clock just rang. She turned it off. She walked into her closet and took out her uniform and got dressed. She thought about her day for a hundredth time and walked out of her large room. She strolled down the hall and down the carpeted stairs. The Kuchiki family was a rich family due to their bank, the Senbonzakura Bank. Rukia walked into their dining room and appeared in front of a table full of food. Oh no, she snuck into the kitchen again.
"RUKIA!" Her sister Hisana walked in the room. She looked exactly like Rukia except she had darker coloured eyes.
"Good Morning Onee-chan." Rukia said she smiled. It was rare to see her sister out of bed. Hisana was diagnosed with cancer about two years ago, and she did fight it. But she would always get sick some time or another, so she would be in bed.
"You should be in bed." Byakuya came in with a shocked look on his face. (Although you couldn't tell. Only the sisters could see it.)
"NAH! I felt like cooking today! Besides, I feel fine!" Hisana giggled, Byakuya worried about her too much.
"But still," Byakuya cut in, "You shouldn't be up, you're sick."
"Aw. Don't worry too much!" She said giving him a kiss on the cheek. "C'mon! Let's eat!"
The two looked at the table.
"You cooked… all this?" They both asked in unison.
"Well, not all me. I helped out the cooks!" she grinned. "What are you waiting for? Let's EAT!"
She jumped and ran to her seat and put almost everything on her plate. Byakuya smiled, and so did Rukia, they both sat down to eat.
Rukia looked at the grandfather clock. It was 8:30. She was running late.Oh crap!
"I'm late! I'll see you guys at dinner! Bye onee-chan, nii-sama," she bowed.
"Have a good day Rukia!" Hisana waved as her sister ran out.
Hisana got up and called the servants to –please- clean the table. Byakuya got up as well.
"I'll have to work now, I will see you when I get home." He hugged her and kissed her on her forehead. She was a head shorter than him.
"I'll see you then." Hisana said as she hugged him back.
Ah. What a beautiful day. Rukia ran as fast as her petite body would let her. When she arrived at the gates she thought everything out in her head one last time and walked in. Just then she heard, a motorcycle? She just shook her head and walked in.
She arrived at the noisy classroom and met the teacher; they talked for a few minutes until she said that she had to introduce her.
"You can come in now Rukia."
"Hello, I am Rukia Kuchiki. The family that owns the Senbonzakura bank took me in, and I have been living with them since I was a baby. I am very interested in art, since my brother showed me a lot when I was just a small child. I recently moved here from the states, since my sister decided to go." Rukia bowed. And just then he spotted bright orange hair from the corner of her eye. She looked up and saw a pair of amber eyes looking straight at her. She smiled; this was going to be interesting.
"Go ahead and sit beside Kurosaki, Rukia." The teacher motioned to the empty seat.
Rukia sat down and whispered into the boy's ear.
"Nice hair." She giggled.
A vein appeared on Ichigo's head. Not another one. He sighed.
A/N: OMIGASH! Hisana is ALIVE?! Yes, she is in my story anyways. Now I need you, that's right YOU to click that thing down there, and tell me weather I should continue or not. It's all up to you, if you have any advice on how I should write or if you have are a 'constructive critic' then just PM me okay? A little embarrassing for everyone to see it, well up to you! The more reviews the better!
With Lots a Love, BleachedInuBasket.