*waves nervously*

Hey, everyone! It's me again, LA-chan. :3

As you can see, I changed my penname again. I suddenly realized that 'starrynightsky' doesn't really suit me and that 'Lost Angel' sounds more appropriate in FF. And also I'm sure most of you will recognize this fic if I use my original penname.

This is for all of those who missed 'PL' (especially the people who PMed me about it) and again, I'm really sorry if I deleted it.

THANK YOU VERY MUCH, EVERYONE, FOR THE SUPPORT AND LOVE YOU GAVE PL. :D

PL is now a new story with new different twists. I hope that even though this current version is very unlike the first one, old readers and reviewers will still find it fun to read. :D

Without further ado, I present to you Chapter 1! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach. Tite Kubo rightfully owns it.

Perhaps Love

I – Simply Unique

RRRIINNNNGGG!

RRRIINNNNGGG!

Rukia roused from the blaring sound of her alarm clock. Sitting up, she rubbed the sleepiness from her eyes and looked around the room groggily.

"Ah. I feel like I haven't slept properly."

She remembered studying the whole night for a history exam the next morning. Maybe she slept around 2. She felt so tired and sleepy that she had a hard time making it to the bathroom and cleaning herself.

As she stared at the mirror, toothbrush in hand, she couldn't help but scowl at the black bags decorating the underside of her eyes.

"Ugh. These bags are killing me!"

After refreshing herself and making sure she appeared more presentable, she stepped out of her room already in her uniform and breezily walked down the stairs into the kitchen. As she approached the kitchen isle, she saw a tall figure leaning on the counter preparing breakfast.

"Good morning, nii-sama," she greeted, plopping down on her usual seat and placing her Chappy backpack on the other chair beside hers.

She scanned the freshly cooked foods lining the table. Egg, ham, bacon, toasted bread… Yum!

"These look great, nii-sama!" she chirped, watching as her brother glanced at her and nodded once to regard her presence.

After a while, Byakuya scooped the cups of steaming chocolate and coffee in his hands and set the one adorned with Chappy in front of Rukia. The raven haired girl took it gingerly and gently blew a puff of air into the cup.

"I'll be late this evening, Rukia. Please be careful," Byakuya said as he sat on his own chair and took two toasts from the plate. He adorned it with fried egg and ham. Unlike him, Rukia hated ham and preferred bacon.

"Ah. Be careful too, nii-sama. Don't overdo yourself." Rukia smiled reassuringly, taking a bite of her own toast and chugging it down her throat. Despite the coldness Byakuya's aura seemed to radiate, Rukia knew better than that—her brother is the most caring person she had ever met. He may not look like it, but Byakuya is the ideal brother every girl is searching for.

Byakuya nodded and sipped from his cup. Behind the china obstructing Rukia's view, she swore she saw the outlines of his lips curl into a small smile.

It didn't take too long before the siblings finished their breakfast. Rukia stood from her seat and thanked her nii-sama with a genuine smile.

"Thank you for the great food, nii-sama." She bowed respectfully and stepped out of the house. Upon reaching the gates, her expression lightened when she saw her two best friends, Rangiku Matsumoto and Momo Hinamori, waving at her enthusiastically.

Rangiku has the body many men will kill for. She has flirty gray eyes, high cheekbones, voluptuous breasts and curves, and wavy blonde locks.

Momo, on the other hand, is the girly type. With her long dark brown hair always tied into a bun, doe-like black eyes, and small stature—it is no wonder many people mistake her and Rukia as elementary students.

Approaching her friends with a big smile, she beamed and hugged them excitedly like she hadn't seen them for years. Rangiku and Momo laughed, but Rukia just hugged them tighter.

Rukia pulled away gently and scratched her hair sheepishly. "Um, so what do you guys say about spending the night in my house?"

Rangiku perked up at this and peered at Rukia with a seductive smile. "If it means spending the night with that sexy brother of yours, you don't have to tell me twice." She winked.

Momo blushed and pinched her arm lightly while Rukia looked too nauseous to even speak.

"But it's true!" Rangiku continued. "Sexy, tall, and lean." She licked her lips absentmindedly as she imagined the hot man with alluring black eyes, shoulder-length raven hair, creamy skin, and long legs.

"Rangiku!" Rukia cried. "Stop molesting my brother in your dreams! And I'm sure he won't like it if he hears you!"

The small chatter ended with smiles and giggles. Somehow, Rukia managed to convince her two best friends to accompany her after class while her brother was gone.

And Rangiku, of course, had whined.

~-o-O-o-~

"WE LOVE YOU, PRINCE!"

Rukia cringed as the shouts and screams from various fan girls reached her ears. Beside her, Rangiku was shaking her head and Momo was visibly trying to shield her poor ears from the intense screaming.

"Ah! The fan girls are still at it, I see." Rangiku flipped a lock of her blonde hair and inwardly sighed. Rukia stood beside her and Momo stood unwillingly beside Rukia. "God, they're annoying me."

Rukia nodded mindlessly. "Yeah," she said. "So why are we still here if we all agree on the same thing?"

Before Rangiku could reply, a black limousine appeared in front of the gates of the Karakura Royal Academy and the fan girls obstructing their view immediately scampered around. The limousine swiftly drove inside and into the entrance of the campus.

"Ah! Here they are!" Rangiku excitedly babbled as she jumped around. With no such luck, the blonde girl—together with her friends—were not able to see the four men who just stepped outside the luxury vehicle. "Ugh! These girls are killing me!" She turned to Momo with an apologetic look. "I'm sorry, Momo. But today isn't really your lucky day."

Momo blushed but nodded nonetheless. "It's OK, Rangiku. We still have the recess and after class time."

Rukia rolled her eyes. "So Momo is still waiting for that Hitsugaya kid, huh?"

"Yup!" Rangiku's breasts bobbed as she jumped. "And I, of course, is waiting for the Prince."

"Right," Rukia thought with hatred. "The Ichigo Kurosaki," she said.

At this, Rangiku squealed like a little girl. Rukia clamped her ears shut and glared at her friends intensely. "You are just like them, Ran." Rukia pointed the crazy fan girls around them with her violet eyes.

"Well, you must be proud of our Prince! He looks like a perfect statue crafted by the gods!" Rangiku smiled dreamily as she went into the imaginary state again.

"I REALLY wish he becomes a statue right now." The thought made Rukia giggle.

"What are you laughing at, Rukia-chan?" Rangiku asked as she eyed the petite girl.

Rukia only smiled.

~-o-O-o-~

Rukia was begging the lunch bell to ring. As she sat on her seat, she looked back at the piece of paper lying soundlessly on top of her desk determinedly. Since she reviewed, the whole history exam had been easy for her.

However, she was hungry. Damn hungry!

She realized the breakfast she ate was not enough to satisfy her lion-like stomach. The constant grumbling noises her tummy was making did not go unnoticed by the class. She was embarrassed, to say the least, when some of her classmates glanced her way with amusement evident in their eyes.

She looked up at the wall clock hanging above the blackboard. Her whole body seemed to light up as she counted the seconds one-by-one.

"Three… two… one…"

BBBBBRRRRIIIIIINNNGGGGGG!

"All right, class!" The teacher announced as soon as the bell rang. "Pass your papers and you may now take your lunch."

"Finally!" Rukia let out a pent-up breath and took in as much air her lungs could take. After passing her exam, she grabbed her Chappy lunchbox and approached her already waiting friends in the hallway. Rangiku was carrying her red purse while Momo was holding her pink lunchbox.

"Hey," Rukia said with a smile. "Where are we eating this time?"

Momo beamed and smiled back. "In the canteen, Rukia-chan!"

Rangiku placed her shoulder around Momo's and pulled the surprised girl closer. "We have decided to evade the crazed fan girls as much as we can in order to see the Prince and his friends!" she informed Rukia happily.

Rukia thought for a moment then sighed. "Then I guess I won't be eating with you guys today." A vein twitched on her forehead when she heard another crazed fan girl scream nearby. "I really can't stand them. I'll eat my lunch on the rooftop. See you, guys." And before they even had the chance to speak, she walked away with a wave of her hand.

"Now I can finally find peace."

Immediately, Rukia found the staircase leading to the rooftop. She made a beeline for it and flung the door open in excitement.

"Ah! No one's here. Why did I not think of eating here before?" She sat in the middle of the white flooring and looked up at the cloud-filled sky. "Perfect place, perfect weather, and perfect food!" She thought joyfully as she surveyed the entire area. From now on, she'd start eating here!

But her happiness was rudely interrupted as soon as another person came in.

"I see, we have a newcomer here."

Rukia turned around to face the source of the voice. Her eyes widened.

Tall, sun-kissed skin, amber eyes, and spiky orange hair.

Oh my god! The monkey is here!

Well, she didn't care! She didn't care at all! He could loiter around the rooftop the whole day for all she cared.

So she ignored him like he was a fly and continued to eat her food in silence.

"Are you ignoring me?" She heard him ask.

Setting her chopsticks and lunchbox down, she turned to him briefly and said, "For your information, not all girls will flock down beneath your feet. I'm not one of those crazy girls who always scream I love you Prince." She resumed eating again, but stopped and added, "Your highness."

She stiffened when she felt a presence near her. She gasped when she saw the prince sitting comfortably beside her.

"Then I guess I can eat here as well. As long as we don't mind each other, I'm sure there won't be a problem."

Rukia's eyes almost bulged out from their sockets. What's this? The almighty Crown Prince of Japan sitting next to her, eating comfortably like they were longtime friends?

"I left my friends in the canteen," he continued. "I find the place too stuffed that it gets harder for me to breathe."

Rukia, in the middle of swallowing her egg roll, distractedly nodded. She was still staring at him in disbelief, eyes wide as saucers.

The Prince looked down at her lunchbox and twitched. He shook his head and pointed a finger at the Chappy collectible in Rukia's hands. "Who in their right mind would still eat in that? It looks awful!"

Rukia's head snapped up upon hearing the 'awful' word. Forgetting she was talking to an actual Prince, she glared at him and screeched, "It's not your business where I eat! And Chappy is not awful!"

The Prince looked taken aback from her words. Defensively, he answered back, "I still think your lunchbox looks awful! That rabbit is the most disgusting thing I've ever seen!"

Rukia was seeing red. She was seething with anger, brain not properly functioning, when she stood up and punched the man beside her square on the face.

"Don't say such bad things about Chappy in front of me, ever again!" She stomped angrily and exited the rooftop, completely forgetting her lunchbox and the food inside it. It was only when she entered the classroom, did she finally realize what she had done.

"Oh my god! I can't believe I punched the Prince! I'm soooooo gonna be imprisoned for this!" With a heavy feeling, she slumped on her seat dejectedly and sulked.

Chapter 1 is done! :3

It may not look like it, but this new PL is not the same as before. :D

Don't hesitate to tell me your feelings and what you think about this new version. Also, you may finally throw your tomatoes at me. *gets ready with her shield*

Thank you for reading and please don't forget to review. I really want to know what you guys have in mind now that I revised PL.

~L.A. ^^

P.S.: I'm getting some rest from writing WINES. And I realized some facts after I re-read its draft… So you know what I'm getting at here, right? *sighs* I really need an adviser. If anyone of you is interested, you may now apply. :D