Ahh, welcome to my new fanfic! :D I'm excited to write this! xD I have so many other fanfics to finish, but I just had to start this! I'm obsessed with the whole maid concept, but that's probably because I'm going to be a maid for Halloween xD

And I just read an amazing ByaRuki fanfic, so it inspired me to write for ByaRuki~ Um, this fanfic will be completely AU, but you'll understand more about it once you read xD

Eh, I don't know how often I will update this, since I have many other fanfics to work on. Dx

Well, I hope you enjoy the first chapter! :D

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach.

"What do you suppose we do with the girl?"

"We marry her off to one of our kinsmen, of course!"

"No, she is far too young to be wed to one of us."

A little girl, no less than nine years old, stood before a table that was occupied with a group of men. Most of the men were elderly, but there were few young ones with them as well.

The little girl gazed up at the group with wide, innocent, violet eyes. Her short black hair was ruffled as it went a little ways passed her shoulders. She was clad in a simple pair of cream pants and a cream colored shirt, nothing attractive in anyway. Her clothes were a symbol of how she stood out from the rest of people in the room.

While she was dressed in such simple clothing, the men in the room wore dashing suits that reeked of wealth. In front of each person was a delicate glass of champagne.

Muttering to each other, the group was in a predicament as of now. The group was of the Kuchiki clan, one of the most prominent business families in all of Japan. They owned a large number of restaurant chains all throughout Japan, raking in billions of dollars each year.

"Hisana-sama requested that we take the girl in, but what do we do with her? It was her dying will that we find her sister and provide her with a home."

"Marrying her to one of us is not an option, and she was not born a Kuchiki. I see no other option for us."

"No, I know what we can do with the girl."

Everyone turned to the head of the table, Kuchiki Ginrei. He was an older man, in his early seventies, but he still had the same elegance and grace he possessed thirty years ago and younger. His white hair was slicked back, while his mustache remained untrimmed and bushy.

"Since we cannot marry her and she is obviously not a Kuchiki, I do know of a solution." He gestured to the girl with his hands, his crisp suit crinkling as he folded his arms against his chest.

"It has been a tradition of our clan to not just adopt a person into the Kuchiki clan without them doing something for us in return, as you all know. We cannot just simply adopt her and bring her into the Kuchiki clan, she has to do something for us as well."

The group nodded at Ginrei's words in agreement, raising no questions or rebuttals in hopes of not angering him. Ginrei was the head of the Kuchiki clan, and he had been so for over 50 years, making him the youngest person to ever become the head of the clan.

But his grandson, Kuchiki Byakuya, was well on his way to becoming the head, and even surpassing his grandfather in the triumph of being the youngest head. Ginrei was only twenty-three when he became the head, but people were predicting that Byakuya would be the head before he even turned twenty.

Right now, Byakuya was twelve years old. Even though he was so young, he was pampered as a prodigy. For only twelve, he was home schooled and taking lessons that would be taught in high-school, not for a boy that was supposed to be in the sixth grade.

He was preparing for succeeding his grandfather by taking business classes that were taught to him by one of his relatives. Pretty soon he would be taking college level business courses, then he would be ready to go into the business world.

Taking a sip of his champagne, Ginrei swallowed it, savoring the taste as it went down his parched throat. "Byakuya will soon be succeeding me, and he will need assistance, now that his betrothed has passed away." His gray eyes analyzed the girl as he wiped his mouth daintily on a napkin.

"Twelve is the age that our children become engaged at, and if they don't become engaged at that age, they will marry before they turn twenty-five. But seeing as how the girl is only nine, as I said before, she cannot marry Byakuya."

His eyes switched from the girl and swept over the group at the large dining table. "As for my decision, I have come to one conclusion of what to do with her."

The others leaned in to Ginrei, curious as to what his verdict will be. The girl watched as well, but found her legs were trembling from giddiness and anxiety. Her left hand gripped tightly onto the sleeve of the right hand and started twisting the fabric in anticipation.

"Rukia," Ginrei said, his voice strong and deep. The girl tilted her head at the sound of her name being called, unused to being addressed in such a tone. She was normally spoken to softly, like how a parent should talk to their child, not the voice of someone that was cold and calculating.

"From now on, as soon as we adopt you from the foster family you were with, you will be known as Kuchiki Rukia. But in return for the roof over your pretty little head, you will be the personal maid of my grandson, Kuchiki Byakuya."

Immediately after his words had been spoken, the group was in an uproar of murmurs. None of them could say that they disagreed, but this had raised questions. To some, it was as if Ginrei was hinting towards a future marriage between the two. To other people, they were wondering who would be adopting Rukia.

"As for who is adopting her, I don't think she necessarily needs any parents of some sort. She will be just a maid, after all, not a child that needs taking care of. We as a clan will be adopting her, so no individuals in particular will be taking her in."

No objections were made to Ginrei's decision as they all remained silent, but their eyes were trained on the little girl, Rukia. She looked down, refusing to look any of them in the eyes. She did not understand what was going on. She did not know what a 'maid' was, and she wasn't sure if it was good or bad.

"This meeting is over." Ginrei said, getting up from his chair. With one last look at Rukia, he calmly made his way out of the large, spacious dining room that was reserved for clan meetings or dinner parties.

The others shuffled out, all casting indecisive looks at her. She watched them go, one by one. A maid, (though she did not know that this is what a maid was), led her out of the dining room and down one of the many halls of the Kuchiki manor.

They went about many halls and many corners of the manor with Rukia becoming dizzy at navigating around such a big place. The maid, a rather frumpy looking woman, kept silent the whole time, but Rukia knew she had to follow her to some unknown place.

As they were going down yet another hall, Rukia could hear the padding of footsteps as they seemed to grow closer with each step she took down the unwinding, red carpeted hall.

As they were rounding about a corner, she saw the maid suddenly lower her head and bend over while walking. Rukia was perplexed as to why the woman in front of her was suddenly bowing to nothing. Right as she turned the corner, she felt something hard slam into her, causing her to tumble over with a cry.

"Hey, watch where you're going!"

Rubbing her head, the girl stood up, only to become face to face with a boy that didn't look much older than her. He was a little bit taller and had long, black hair that was kept up in a ponytail, but he had a few bangs hanging to the right side of his face. His eyes resembled the ones from the old man that she had been in the same room minutes ago. They were just as cold as his.

"Oh wait..." He breathed out, a smile forming upon his thin lips.

"You must be my new maid that grandpa was telling me about!" Turning away from the confused girl, he looked up at the older maid and frowned. "This is my new maid, right?" He asked, his hands on his hips in a demanding sort of pose.

She nodded, making his frown turn back into a smile. He turned around once more and suddenly grabbed Rukia by the hem of her shirt. "My grandpa just got done telling me about you! I was looking for you too!" He tugged on her shirt, causing her to stumble slightly and into his chest.

"Byakuya-sama, be careful with the girl. You don't want her to have to serve you on a broken ankle, do you?" The maid said.

The said boy, Byakuya, regarded her momentarily with little interest, but he knew she was right. He let go of Rukia and dusted himself off almost as if she had given him germs by the simple contact.

"Right, but I'm going to make you do so much for me! I'll never have to get off my feet again!" Byakuya laughed and held his stomach with his hands as his laughing become louder and more uncontrollable.

Rukia stared, confused, vaguely wondering how that was even funny. He ceased his laughing and noticed that her eyebrows were furrowed in confusion. With a smirk, he brought his hand up to her head, startling the young girl.

"Yes, I'm going to have fun with you." He poked her forehead before running off back to where he came from. The girl was surprised at the abrupt departure that the boy had made after poking her forehead like that.

Blinking, Rukia looked up at the maid for an explanation on what he meant with having fun with her. From what she understood, being this 'maid' did not sound positive at all, so what could he possibly mean?

The maid said nothing as she started walking down the hall again, with Rukia following. For some reason, Rukia had a feeling that being a 'maid' to that Byakuya boy would be interesting, and not in the least bit fun on her part.

Ahh, so that's the first chapter! I hope you liked it! I am going to explain a few things right now.

Okay, so Rukia and Byakuya will not be siblings/adopted siblings like they are in the actual Bleach series.

Byakuya will of course, not be like this throughout the whole story. xD This was the prologue, so in the next chapter, I'm going to skip ahead to about when Rukia is 16, and Byakuya is 19, so he will be how he is in Bleach =3= All cold and calm and stuff~

Hisana and him were engaged, but she passed away, so now he is not engaged.

And... I'm probably leaving things out that I want to say, but I can't seem to think of anymore right now x_x So yeahh.. Oh and I'm sorry for any spelling mistakes I made =[

Umm, well, I hope you look forward to the next chapter! :D Please r&r! :D