Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, or any of its characters, creations, or ideas. Which is a relief I must admit, since I would've totally ruined the story. Oh and of course, Ichigo would love Rukia and not Orihime. And there would be less fighting. And more fillers to the episodes. Here we GOOO!

Conscience: Just shut up Zara.
ME: Oh alright.

Chapter 1 –A Glimpse Enough to Remember

"Bwahahahaha!" growled the so great Kan Onji. The sight of a pissed orange-head in the crowd was slightly visible to the eyes of hers. Then suddenly all the people started closing in around her. This was too real. They howled like ghosts. Chappy also had yellow scary eyes. It was just like her manga story.

"Nii-sama!!!!" she yelled, her bed sheets almost falling onto the silk carpet on her humongous bedroom floor.

Kuchiki Rukia just had a dream. 'It was just a nightmare', her thoughts flooded seriously in her small head. The door flew open seconds later and a familiar voice followed, "What is it Rukia?"he asked in his usual cold tone.

She looked at her brother, and then her eyes shifted to her alarm clock. It was 3:00am. "I had a nightmare." Sorry about that Nii-sama. You can go back to bed now."

He let out a small grunt, and disappeared leaving the door slightly open.

Rukia had moved with her family to Karakura town. Or should I say, as a disguised family. As her brother was working his identity as one of the most highly paid agents was accidentally divulged. Her brother was offered a job of the FBI in Japan -her real home- and they just had to move. Ultimately leading to a new life, school, friends and more problems of fitting in. 'Just who was that orange-head? Oh yeah, the guy I saw on TV. I wonder what that "Bwahaha" show really is. It's strange.'

Her family, the Kuchiki clan, was one of the noble and richest families in Japan. However, during her whole life, until now, was the only chance she got to even see what Japan was really like. Previously, she lived in Spain. They were heavily criticized, and so, she had to change how she looked like in the past, including the rest of her family.

She let go of her light-blue sheets, and cuddled her white bunny close to herself and got up. '3:00am' her head rang. She walked up to her dresser and stared back into her violet eyes, that looked much darker at night. She blinked. "Hey Chappy, I'm going to Karakura High tomorrow. How do you think it'll turn out?" she sighed. "I know, just another school where I have to start out again, and as the sweet Kuchiki girl eh? What pain", and she sighed deeper. A small lock of her hair was plastered on her forehead with thick sweat. She brushed it away, but it fell back to its former position. She looked at her manga book cover which was still incomplete. 'Bleach', it read. She smiled at the cover. 'I think I should wait to start the new school and then start drawing it first.' "Goodnight again, Chappy."

On its label, it read 'Ruka'. Which was, her real name, that she greatly found intolerable.

Within minutes, she was on her bed and drifted off to sleep. Her dream thoughts wandered to the pissed orange-haired boy, who she thought, looked cute.

NEXT DAY__________________________

"You must never reveal your identity to anyone." She was sitting in her limousine, prepped up to go to her new boarding school. She wore her jean jacket over a short and tight light-yellow dress.

"Yes, Nii-sama. This is the umpteenth time you've said that", she raised an eyebrow at him.

"Rukia-san, whatever you do, don't tell about your-" he was cut off by a fuming Rukia.

"I've heard this already Nii-sama, and I will not tell anyone, about it okay? "Cause the freaky detectives would come after me and my ability?"

"Inspectors", he corrected.

"Whatever Nii-sama, I won't, I promise", she reassured him. 'Since when did he have to act so I-am-a-good-brother-ish? Am I always to blame? He's such a-'

"You said that last time", now it was his turn to raise and eyebrow doubtfully at her.

"We're here, Byakuya-sama, Rukia-sama. Karakura High", said the chauffeur somewhat brightly.

"Be careful, sister." Byakuya gave her a meaningful look.

"Don't you mean, don't fail? Or get bullied?Since that's what you always say." Byakuya narrowed his eyes at her.

"Are you with that Chappy of yours?" he asked a small grin creeping unnoticeably at the corner of his mouth.

"Sure, brother." She looked at him questioningly. "Bye now, and bye Mr. Brown" she smiled at the chauffeur and slid out of the car. "And don't call me Rukia-sama!"

The chauffeur looked at her like she was out of her mind.

'She should be alright. As long as she has that stupid doll of hers.'

"Byakuya-sama you're sister really is nice", said Brown.

"Just drive." His voice may have been cold but his thoughts were still worried about his little sister.

A FEW MINUTES LATER______________________

She gaped at the large fountain in front of her near the gate. Lots of other students were saying their goodbyes to their parents and hugging each other. She ignored this, and walked in.

A bunch of girls were walking towards her direction. One of them whispered enough for her to here "Nifty shoes she's got!", and other went like "Her hair looks like it's been taken rich care of!" And the others said something about her clothes. The same voice who commented on her shoes said "She's pretty." Rukia ignored them, and tried to pass slowly, staring at the floor. They looked like the senior bullies or something. 'Ignore them', her tiny brain told her. 'Don't even look at them', her head reminded her. But of course, it did not turn out this way.

The tallest girl of them with blonde hair, bumped onto her right side. "Watch where you're going little twerp."

"S-sorry!" said the desperate black-haired girl. 'Oh no, I'm being pushed around again' she thought. 'Not again please no!' her heart started banging in her chest.

"Don't "sorry" ME. You know who I am?"

"Uhh no."

"I am Madison McKenzie. Daughter of Karylin McKenzie. Actress and model", she finished proudly.

"I am also Head Girl of the year", she laughed when she saw Rukia's eyes widen a little. "It's no surprise really. We already knew I'd be appointed. Right girls?" and everyone repeated after her like slaves, but a little more enthusiastically. "Right."Rukia snorted. Not intentionally, but accidentally of course. This put off the Madison girl. "Did you just laugh at me?" she asked her eyes full of fury.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to. It was…" her voice trailed off.

"Was?" Rukia opened her mouth to answer but the girl came closer and held her throat a little tight.

"WELL?" she asked smirking smugly.

Through gritted teeth, Rukia choked the word "A-acc-i-ddent".

The huge girl let her go abruptly. Rukia coughed and at the same time, a strong hand grabbed her away and behind them protectively. Then the 'someone' said roughly, "Bullying again, are we Madison? You are the Head Girl, and this is all you do? Poke around with the innocent new girls? I've warned the principal about you, but of course, who'd believe ME. Who'd believe that the sweet-on-the-outside-barbie would be so evil?"He'd said the word evil with some emphasis, quite angrily. He had dark blue hair, and wore rectangular rimmed glasses.

"What's it to you, little Pencil?"

"My school duty. Unlike you, I'm here to show others around and help. Now disappear before I let the word spread out about your fakeness!"

He turned around and smiled at Rukia. "I'm so sorry about that. My name is Ishida Uryuu Ametatsu. You can call me Ishida. So you're new for the year huh?"

"Uhm...uh yeah" she said. "I'm Kuchiki Rukia. 8th form. I'm a newbie in town."

"Made it in time for first semester huh? That's good." He took out his clipboard and shifted some paper. He said smiling, "Kuchiki Rukia, 6th floor, room 6-12 next to the floor's office. There'll be a small sink near the place. Since you're new I could escort you if you like." He was still smiling.

"On no thanks-" she began but he ignored her.

"Keigo! Call Kurosaki please!" he yelled to a brown haired guy who frowned back at him and something behind them. The Ishida raised his eyebrows and yelled, "Stop frowning and do it!"

Someone tapped his shoulder from behind. Rukia and Ishida both whirled around. "Looking for me, Head Boy?" he said grinning broadly.

"Uhh yeah, could you escort Miss Kuchiki-" and she wasn't listening to a word Ishida said next. For the heat of the moment, anyway.

He was the orange-haired-pissed-off-dude she saw on TV. The "Bwahaha" thing or whatever it was. 'Oh my god! Ohmyfreakinggawd!.' This was turning out to be too coincidental.

"Sure. My floor right? C'mon miss…err what was it?"

Her gaze shifted back to reality. "Uhh sorry?"

"Your name. What's your name again?" he asked again analyzing her reaction.

"Oh that! Right…err Kuchiki. Kuchiki Rukia."

"Come with me. You'll be living on my floor. Apparently I'm the merit prefect of the 6th floor but it seems that Inoue-san is sick. Usually she'd be the one to show girls around. So make sure you remember her if you need any help."

"Your-floor-merit-Inoue-san-remember-help?" she asked not really knowing what she just said.

Ishida cut in. "She's new here. Don't expect her to be able to follow your every word Kurosaki."

"Fine! So I should first point out to look out for bullies right?" he grinned at her.

"She doesn't do so well with them bullies. I rescued her." Ishida explained.

"There's always a victim" and his grin became broader. She gave him a small smile. He grabbed her hand and said "Let's go."

A\N: Okies…..that was Chapter 1. Rukia still has her secrets. It will be revealed soon enough! I know it's weird that she remembered him on TV. But still, there's a reason to it and you'll know why later. So don't get all confused just yet. And please tell me if anything doesn't make sense OK??? All criticism is welcome. THIS IS MY FIRST FIC! DON'T BE SO HARD ON ME! *get on knees and prays*

Proof read by my brother.

Adios amigos.

~Zara

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