Supernova

By Willow Athena

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach…but Girl X is definitely mine

Author's Note: A supernova: It is both creation and destruction in one. Life and death. Beauty and chaos. In the very moment of destruction, it gives birth to new life, ripples through time and journeys across space.

But that's just my take on it.

I don't really like summaries, I don't even read the blurbs on the backs of books – I like a mystery, but I understand why some people crave them. Although I don't like to give any thing away, I will give a general summary of characters and the beginning plot.

Please review, this is my first story, and I crave encouragement.

Summary: Staring in no particular order: Byakuya, Renji, Rukia, Ichigo, Ishida (I will update each chapter as new characters appear). A mysterious girl appears & kisses Byakuya, and everyone catches him in the act. He is enraged by her actions, and their repercussions. Everything about her is a mystery and Ichigo and the team attempt to solve it and uncover all the beautiful girl's secrets.

Supernova

Chapter 1 – First sight

Byakuya was alone at last. He let out a sigh of relief. Tonight's dinner with Rukia, Ichigo and Ishida was almost unbearable. He now questioned his decision to allow them to stay at the Kuchiki manor during their summer holiday training.

Byakuya felt the intensity of the summer heat mock him defiantly. He left the door of his bedroom open, but there was no breeze. He took off his scarf and his captain's haori. Byakuya carefully placed them on the coat hanger next to his desk. He took off his kenseikan and let his hair flow freely, cascading down his face as he bent, one knee on the ground, and placed the fragile kenseikan on his low desk.

It came without warning. He was surprised. Mouth agape, he fell backwards as the weight of a body pushed down on him. Then soft supple lips and curtains of long black hair engulfed him in a kiss. He heard footsteps racing towards him. He could feel her body now – she wore nothing. He swiftly pulled the bottom of his captains haori and threw it over them – causing the coat hanger to fall on his desk, scattering everything on it. Now, more footsteps mobilised.

"Byakuya!" Ichigo's crass voice called out as saw the haori fall on top of the naked girl.

Her eyes opened for the first time. They were the colour of the ocean during a full moon, and remained fixated on Byakuya, who looked startled like he had been caught doing something he was not supposed to. Byakuya pulled himself out of the kiss, as Ishida, Rukia, and the Kuchiki clan's armed guards appeared.

Ichigo was pushed out of the way by the distinct ring of katanas being unsheathed. The girl lithely flipped into the air and landed, right knee touching the ground, in front of Byakuya, as if to fiercely protect him.

She held the haori closed with her left hand.

That's when Ichigo noticed it.

In Byakuya's sleeveless haori, they could all see her right arm materialise out of thin air, and stretch at a 45 degree angle from her body. As her hand materialised, in seconds, a katana also materialised in it.

Byakuya noticed, that in his rush to cover this girl with the haori, he had scattered everything on his desk. Hisana's picture now lay shattered on the ground. This was one of the few things that could anger him, and he could not contain it.

The girl had defiantly stood up and protectively growled at the guards. They looked unsure of what to do about the scantly clad girl in Kuchiki taichou's haori.

It came like a crack of white lightening on a still summer's night.

"Arrest her." He said, with venom infusing every syllable. She looked shocked and confused, and turned to looked at Byakuya searchingly. Byakuya released a quarter of his reiatsu, causing both the girl and Rukia to fall to the ground.

As she fell, she dropped her katana and reached her right hand towards him – searching for comfort.

"Bya-ku-ya?" Her lyrical voice was seductive – like an emotion infused symphony that tugged at the heartstrings of all who heard it except him.

He released a third of his reiatsu now, and let the force of it push down hard on the girl's will to stay conscious.

Byakuya won – he always did. The girl, all the guards in the room, and Rukia lay unconscious on the floor.

Renji arrived late as usual.

"I noticed a spike in your reiatsu Kuchiki taichou." Renji announced as he shunpo'ed into the room.

"What happened here?" Renji asked glancing around him.

"Byakuya, you idiot - stop releasing your reiatsu!" Ichigo demanded propping Rukia against his chest.

Byakuya hadn't noticed he was doing it, he was still angry – not that anyone could see that through his façade of indifference. He held his reiatsu in once more and walked towards the shattered picture of his deceased wife. He gently brushed the glass off of it and placed it in his desk drawer.

"Why is this dazzling beauty wearing your haori, taichou? I always told the others you were a ladies man!" Renji joked peering over the unconscious girl. His constant impertinence often annoyed Byakuya, but it could not penetrate his now rising anger.

"Take her to the 6th squad's holding cells, Abarai fukutaichou." Byakuya said with distain – unable, this once, to keep the emotion out of his voice.

"Taichou?" Renji looked concerned. Emotions rarely crossed Byakuya's face. Looking at him now, Renji could imagine the humanity behind the mask. Perhaps he was human after all, Renji mused as he felt his goal of exceeding his captain become more attainable.

"Did you not hear me Abarai fukutaichou?" The now impassive Byakuya said dismissively. Renji was amazed at the quick set of the familiar mask. But, it was too late, Renji's hope could not be dismissed that easily, he had already glimpsed at the humanity.

Ishida knelt down beside the unconscious girl, took off his belt, and used it to securely fasten the haori around the girl's petite frame. It was then that Renji noticed the girl's long bare legs and feet and began to blush, turning a shade close to his hair. He quickly averted his eyes and waited for Ishida. Ishida was silent, clam, and gentle with the intruder.

As Renji bent down, scooping the girl up, he looked at Ichigo and Ishida, letting them know he needed the whole story from them. As he stood up with her, her long veil of straight, jet black hair fell away from her face and lay limply across Renji's arms.

Renji had been looking at the girl's small, petite, unarmed figure since he got there, but until now, he could not contemplate how someone so small could cause so much trouble – but, now it was clear Beautiful women are always trouble, he thought to himself, Rukia was proof enough of that.

Author's Note

Thanks a lot for reading my story. I really appreciate it.

The next chapter is so much better, I promise. But I just had to set the scene. I didn't want to give much character info away, so I left the character reflections and idiosyncrasies out until later chapters. I'd like to let them develop rather than just copy cliché ones from Bleach. But, I promise I will try my hardest to never let any of the OC's stray from their personalities – that's why we love them.

Please review, and don't be too mean, it is my first story.

Willow