Day to night, dark to light,
Fall the sands of time.
Let the years like the gears Of a clock unwind In your mind walk through time Back to better days.
Memories, like a dream,
Wash your tears away.
Like a star in the sky darkness can't reach you.
Light the night, joy is light 'til the new dawn.
Cast away your old face Full of gloom and spite.
With this mask I will ask To borrow your light.

In the mountains of Japan, a lone teen wandered. His orange hair was clear through the fog of the night as he walked. His Kimono was black as the sky, and his sandals made not the slightest sound as they hit the damp ground. Suddenly, two balls of light came from behind a tree. One was yellow, the other, purple, and they both had wings. They knocked into the back of the teen's head, and the teen fell on his face, unconscious. Out of the mist, a tall, blonde man in a gray coat appeared. He had a menacing white mask that looked like a skull on his face and he walked towards the teen, chuckling. "Good job on knocking him out you two!" he said, amused. He walked to the fallen teen and kicked him over. Out of his kimono, fell a silver flute, thin and shining brightly. The man picked it up and examined it, then blew on it. It made an off-tune screech and he giggled. "Hey! Hey! Let me see it!" yelled the purple ball of light. "Mashiro! What if you drop it and it breaks, huh? You shouldn't touch such things!" yelled the yellow ball of light. "But....Hiyori..." mumbled Mashiro.

The teen slowly got up and stared at the blonde man, who seemed to be enjoying himself with the instrument. His eyes were filled with irritation as the blonde turned, saw the teen, and frantically held the flute behind his back like it wasn't there. The teen leaped at the blonde, but the blonde made a break for it into the thicker part of the forest. The teen followed and then, lost sight of the blonde. He found shallow footprints and followed them to a small hut. He opened the door to it and took a step forward, only then to realize there was no floor. It was too late, and the teen fell forward and into the gigantic hole. His fall was cushioned by a fluffy and large flower. He scrambled up and looked at it, then heard giggling. He looked forward and saw the blonde, hovering in the air, laughing. "You're really stupid, aren't you?" the blonde said. The teen grinded his teeth. "What? You think you can fight me? You're such a fool." the blonde spoke. He shook his head and his mask rattled. The teen's view got blurry, and suddenly he saw a gigantic, wooden creature with a crown of leaves on it's head.

He turned to run but he couldn't move. He felt his skin rumble and shake and in a flash, he saw the blonde again. The teen felt shorter, and looked down in his reflection in a small pond. He was a wooden boy. He shook his head in disbelief, and then screamed in terror, which surprisingly came out as a weak squeal. The blonde burst out laughing. "That look fits you! Now you'll be stuck looking like that here forever!" The blonde floated way and the teen chased him but Hiyori knocked into his face and stuck her tongue out(which obviously couldn't be seen cause she's in a ball of light). A stone door closed quickly and Hiyori turned and realized that Mashiro and the blonde were gone. She flew over to the door and shouted. "Mashiro! Shinji! Wait for me! Don't leave me here!" She rammed into it multiple times but all she did was make her body ache. She gave the teen a death glare and yelled. "It's all your fault! Well?! Do you want to get out of here or are you gonna stare at me for the rest of eternity?!!" The teen pushed the stone door out of the way with some difficulty but did it anyway, as the stone was thin. He ran down the hall only to hear Hiyori yell at him. "Hey, don't leave me!" she caught up to him and looked at him. "I.....i'm sorry for what I did. I'm Hiyori. Who are you?" The teen looked angry but calmed down. "My name's Ichigo Kurosaki." he squeaked out of the small and hollow hole where his mouth was.