A/N-this takes place in the Victorian era, roughly around the 1880's. So what they are supposed to wear is all the proper clothing, you know, girls in dresses, men in suits. Everything is proper. Your parents still pick out your spouse. Just so that clears things up. And this story has nothing to do with the anime or manga. I'm manipulating information to my will…so things might be different. And I changed it a bit from the beta I have…the beta was just a starter. Just deal with it and read the damn story

Ichigo

His dad had done it again. It was only 4 days after his 18th birthday, and his dad had already brought over 16 girls. Of course, he didn't choose any of the girls. They all looked the same to him. Medium height, brown hair, dull brown or blue eyes. (Ps…I'm not saying anything bad about the eye colors; I have brown eyes myself ;]). He just wasn't interested in any of them. And he could tell they only wanted to marry him for his family's money. Every girl his dad brought over could only look at his fiery colored hair. So he had denied them all. Call him a sap, but he wanted love, not to be stuck in some relationship where the girl was to afraid to look at him.

His parents had been in love. He saw it clear as day every time he looked at them. And after his mother dies, he wasn't sure how his father had coped. His two younger sisters were wrecks. And every time he looked at them, all he saw was their mother. And all he felt was guilt. It was his fault she died. All his fault.

Everyone loved his mother. She was nice, fun, easy going, beautiful. One day when he was young, he and his mother went to the market. Without knowing it, they had stayed out a little too late. As they walked back home, some man had jumped out of the bushes with a knife. Ichigo's mother had screamed. Ichigo, wanting to protect her, ran at the guy. So the guy did the only logical thing. He slashed at Ichigo. Then stabbed his mother and ran off. Devastated, Ichigo tried to crawl to his mother, but passed out in the act. The next thing he remembered was waking up in his house with bandages across his chest and the doctor surprised he was alive. But his mother wasn't. And since that day, Ichigo always blamed himself.

He wanted to stay at the house and not get married until he was sure his sisters were married off to good men. So when his dad told him they were leaving the confines of the home and going to the house of the women he called upon, Ichigo knew something was up.

Rukia

The house was complete chaos. All Rukia had really caught was that a possible suitor for either of her sisters was coming to the house that after noon. Sitting in her room, she sighed. She knew why he couldn't call upon her. She didn't really belong to this family.

Both of her parents had died when she was young. Her older sister was married at the time, so they took her in to live with them. About 2 years ago, when she was 14, her sister had caught an illness that claimed her life. In his state of grief, her sisters' husband had fled, leaving Rukia to walk the streets alone. Then….this kind and loving family had found her and taken her in as one of there own. The couple, she could see, loved each other very much. And they had two daughters. The daughters looked almost identical. They were both medium height, the taller of the two had grey-ish blue eyes, and the shorter just grey. And….they both had huge breast areas that even the….semi-modest dresses couldn't hide. But, she loved living with this family. She had her own room, she was treated nicely by everyone, she wasn't made to work or do any jobs (although she did help every once in a while).

And the best part, she had a grand piano in her room. Her own piano. She sighed again. All she was to do today was get dressed up and go meet the family that was to be coming over. Then she was to leave and let every her sisters have the floor. She was ok with that, though. She figured if she got married, not only did she not have her step brother to send her off, but she thought that her husband would not let her play her beloved piano.

She walked to her closet and looked through her dresses that she had, and that this lovely family had bought for her. She chose a simple white dress. And since it was winter and snowing outside, she thought it appropriate that the dress had small light blue snowflakes cascading down the side. She left her hair as it was, and thought she was good.

She heard the knocking of the door and heard the excited squeals of the sisters in rooms on either side of her. She sighed one last time, cast a longing glance at her piano, and then walked out of her bedroom.

Orihime

She was excited. Finally, someone was coming over to the house to choose either her or her sister for a wife. She felt a little bad for Rukia, but it quickly passed as she thought of married life. She wondered what this man looked like. When she heard the knock at the door, she looked in the mirror one last time. She had left her long orange hair down. She dress was simple, but helpful. It pushed up her already to large boobs. It was green, because she thought green was a good color on her. She told herself a couple words of encouragement, and then walked out her bedroom door. She and Rangiku walked down the stars together, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Rukia slowly walking out of her room and down the hall after them.

Ichigo

He watched the two ladies walk down the stairs into the foyer. The taller of the two was holding herself high while the other one was hiding a little.

They might have been pretty….except for the fact that they are flaunting their chests. Ichigo thought.

His dad, of course, was yelling about how pretty the girls were and Ichigo was surely going to be able to pick. Ichigo sighed and shut his eyes for a second. As he opened them again, he noticed a second, small figure walking down the stairs slowly. She was very different from the two girls that walked down the stairs a moment before. Ichigo took one look at her and thought to himself

"There she is…she's the one I'm going to marry."

Well….I know it's a bit OOC, but I think the ending is very Ichigo. I could see him walk up to Rukia in the anime and just go "I don't care what you say, I've fought all these people and put my life on the line so many times to save you, so your mine now and no one else can have you."

That would be the best Bleach moment in Bleach history ^^

Anyway….hope u liked it. I'm always up for constructive criticism, but please, nothing mean.

Bleach belongs to Tite Kubo