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((I thought this might be fun! Role-play the past of your character if you wish. It will give insight into the past of your character. Just make sure to post when it is in the Bleach timeline)).

50 Years Ago...

A young girl, looking no older than a small child, woke up. It was morning. She stood and left her bedroom, looking around for anyone. "Hello?"
"Kari-chan?" A beautiful woman with long dark blonde hair greeted her. In her arms she held a little baby girl. "There, you're finally awake. Aya-chan and I were wondering when you'd wake up. Your father has gone out for the day. Are you all right? You certainly slept long enough."
Truth be told, Hikari felt unusually ill this morning. She was faint for some reason, and she had pains in her stomach. Strange feelings that she'd never had before. She only hoped that it was nothing. She decided to ignore it, and not to worry her mother. "I'm okay. I must have just been tired. If it's okay, I want to go play now, okay, Mother?"
Her mother shifted Ayame in her arms. "Certainly. Be back before the evening, okay honey?"
"Yes, I promise!" Hikari ran out the door, eager to play, but still feeling strangely faint.

((I am going to do three chracters in this rp in one post. Two are my NCP character's that have already moved on this is basicly to give an insite as to what is going on with my character's line and I will list the times except for one because I have no idea what time that would have teken place in.))

((??? years ago Japan: Yuki Oda's Story))

A man looking up arrogantly at the pitch black cave that stood before him, in his arms arms would be a small bundle, what ever was in it would begin to move around slowly. Around the man's neck would be a small white dragon's fang, his barganing chip. The man would have souless black eyes, and hair as black as the night sky. He would be wearing a lord man's armore, and he walked with an air of superiority. The man would slowly walk into the cave where he began to hear a deep cold voice that would send a cold chill down a regular man's bones.

"Who dares to enter my domain..."

The man would look up unphased, his eyes would slice looking pitch black and souless through the darkness. He would speak calmly in a commanding tone,

"I am Oda, Nobunaga, I have come to demand you give half of your heart to my heir Yukimoto... what do you say?"

The voice chuckled wickedly in the darkness, and a large scaley leg would step forth from the darkness, and a pair of large icy blue eyes glowing would move down to the man's level. Two streams of smoke would flow out from the direction a little bit lower then the two large oddly colored eyes.

"Hmm... You talk with a tone in which shows you to be very sure of yourself. What makes you think you can command one such as me...?"

The arrogant man smirked and lifted the fang from around his neck and spoke with a chuckle.

"I believe you know that this fang is from one of your own hatchlings... What makes you think I would make such a demand without having something that would make a worthy trade..."

The large eyes would narrow in defeat, he knew very well that his own child was in danger. It then began to think of a way to trick the man, so that the deal would go completely in his favor. The man would see The large beings large toothy grin and the beeing would respond in a calm manner.

"Very well... I shall give your son half of my heart in exchange for my hatchling. Bring your son to me and I shall give him my heart..."

The man would rest the weak crying child on the ground at the giant beings feet. The Being would chuckle again, and nuzzle the small child, leaving a black mark on the childs arm, which would look like a puncture wound from fangs.

"It is done..."

The man would pick up the child and run out with his son. The large being would cackle loudly as he saw the man disappear over the distance. The man would never know the consiquences of his decision.

((6 years later...))

A woman's voice would call out softly shaking a small sickly looking boy. The boy would have sickly pale skin, and silver hair that hung down his back neatly in a tail. He looked so innocent as he slept which wasn't far from the truth.

"Oda- Sama... Oda- Sama... it's time for your breakfast. The master insisted..."

Yuki's eyes would open to reveal them to be a very oddly colored baby blue with a soft mist that overlayed them. He'd yawn weakly and looked to the woman who had brought him a tray of food, and smiled weakly. When the small boy went to reach for his tray, the woman flinched, he'd take the food without saying anything to her about it and began to eat. The woman quickly bowed and fled the room before Yuki could utter a thanks. He knew that everyone in the castle feared him, especially his father.

Yuki would quickly finish his breakfast and walked over to his wardrobe and quickly dressed himself. In tradition it was that the servants of the house were to dress a lord's child. However fear struck ever servant in the house, so Yuki had long sence learned how to dress himself. Long sence after his mother died he was always left alone and rejected by others around him, his eyes had always seemed to hold such a deep sadness in them that he had always hid from people. He would then walk outside grabbing his favorite ball, and walked to his favorite place in the Lord's land. He would stop on an empty bridge no one bothered to use anymore and began to gently bounce the ball alone. More then anything he wished for a friend who would be able to understand him, and yet no one would come close enough to even try to understand him. No one ever seemed to talk to him so he never bothered to learn, he knew many words, but he didn't wish to utter a word.

Near by a boy with white hair would watch Yuki play with his ball. He would see the sad lonely look that glittered deep in Yuki's eyes, he saw the boy many times in the castle and knew him to be the only Oda son. However he often wondered why many people feared him, he looked so small and weak. He knew the rumors that had been spreading about the lord selling his son's soul to a demon for a sword, or the boy being cursed for his father killing a dragon's son. He looked both ways hoping that he wouldn't be punished for what he was about to do, he took in a gulp of air and walked over to Yuki. He was afraid of being punished for talking to him because he was a servant in the castle, but also because he wasn't sure if Yuki was anything to really be afraid of.

"Hey there! Can I play too?"

Yuki would look shocked by this and looked both way's to make sure the boy in front of him was talking to him. When he saw no one else was around he silently nodded. The boy would smile and began to play with Yuki. After a long while of playing with Yuki the boy noticed the sun was begining to set, he'd turn to Yuki and smile and boy.

"Can we play together again tomorrow?"

Yuki's eyes widened and a huge grin grew on his lips and he nodded. The boy's smile would grow larger and he nodded.

"Ok! I'll see you again tomorrow! By the way my name is, Ukitaki, Jushiro... what's your's?!"

Yuki would smile and then heard his own voice for the first time in a long while.

"I'm Oda... Oda, Yuki!"

Jushiro would smile and run off smiling and waving.

"I'll see you tomorrow Oda- kun!"

((24 years ago Japan: Tatsu Murisaki (Nakanaga) ))

Tatsu's raven hair would fall forward into his face, his oddly colored crimson eyes would look about his surrounding's carefully. He would hear the sound of a snapping twig amongst the forest of bamboo that bordered Ishida, Uryuu's house. Tastu would see a glowing arrow zoom towards him, and he would go into a back flip, barily dodging the arrow, his left arm was grazed and his shirt had been sliced open, showing the small cut Tatsuya had gotten on his arm. Tatsu, began to pant hard, sure his body had grown to endure the pain that constantly surged through his body but that didn't mean he still couldn't feel that pain. He would clutch his arm as he panted heavily. Uryuu would walk out from where he was hiding, and would be clapping. He would then shout out to the one who shot the arrow,

"Daichi... I think we should call it quit's for today... your brother seems to be warn out..."

A younger Daichi would look annoyed as he held his bow tightly in his hand. His raven hair was tied in a small tail behind his head, as opposed to Tatsu who's short hair neatly fell into his face. He would complain sounding really irritated

"Why Ishida- Sensei? Why do we always need to stop when Tatsu need's a break... Can't you and I just continue training."

Uryuu would sigh out of irritation and looked up at Daichi coldly, and then turned around and walked off.

"I said that was enough Daichi..."

Tatsu would finally catch his breath and called out to Uryuu.

"Thank you Ishida- Sensei..."

Tatsu then quickly scrambled to his feet and ran after Uryuu. Daichi would look annoyed at this and ran after them.

((14 years ago America: Chou Murisaki))

Tatsu Murisaki would look to his wife lovingly and gently kissed her on the lips. He then saw Chou looking up at him sadly, her eyes begging him not to leave. His eyes would smile and he'd gently pat her on the head softly.

"Don't worry my little purple butterfly... I'll be back home on thursday..."

She sniffled and looked down. She knew thursday wasn't that far away from today, but it felt like forever. She knew that if he didn't come home directly on that day from his business trip her mother would take it out on her. She ran to his legs and hugged them tightly.

"Daddy don't go! Please don't go!"

She was suprised he didn't know what her mother did to her when he was away. She clung tighter and cried, not wanting to let go. Her mother would walk over to her and gently grabbed her by the arm and pulled her away and put on a fake smile for her husband.

"I'll take care of everything around here Tatsu... you don't have to worry."

He would smile at his wife and nod, kissing her one more time.

"Alright Jackie... I love you both, I'll be back soon."

((Wendsday 8:34 pm))

Chou would be fast asleep on her bed, dreaming away about her fathers return. Jackie would be on the phone with Tatsu, she looked furious. However she managed to sound calm.

"When ARE you coming home then?! Some time NEXT WEEK?! Your always working for too long... Alright... I'll talk to you later... love you too bye!"

Jackie would be furious as she clenched her fist so tightly her palm began to bleed from her nails digging into it. She would storm off into Chou's room and look at the sleeping girl furiously. She would walk over to the peacfully sleeping child and yanked her out of bed by the hair, throwing her across the room.

"It's all YOUR fault he never comes home! I'll show him!"

Chou would begin to cry loudly and screamed in panic. Chou could smell the liquor on her mothers breath, so she knew where her mother had been.

"Mommy! Stop it, please?!"

The little girl would begin to beg as her mother began to beat at her face wildly. Chou had been in the hospital a week before from a high fever, and odd wounds that randomly appeared on her skin while she was in the hospital. No one at the hospital ever bothered to consider she may have been abused because she would get similar injuries while she spent the night in the hospital, and she often blamed it on large creatures with holes in their chest. Most of the nurses began to suspect that Chou was dilusional from her frequent fevers and would just hand her mother more medication to give her. As soon as Chou had passed out from the pain, her mother would lift her up by the arm much like a rag doll, and then layed her down on the bed, and called 911 reporting the girl had falled from the stairs in the house. Yet again Chou was sent to the emergency room and her mother was never questioned.

((Tatsu Murisaki's (Nakanaga) Story: 10 o' clock of that evening))

Tatsu told his mother he was going to go meet with his teacher for some training. What he hadn't told her was that Uryuu had sounded a bit disappointed when he had asked to speak with Tatsu alone. He knew better then to tell Daichi, because he knew Daichi would automaticly get jealous.

To Daichi it would always seem no matter how much better then Tatsu he was at everything Uryuu taught them, it always looked like Uryuu favored Tatsu much more then him. Tatsu knew that was how Daichi felt, but Tastu instictively knew that it wasn't true at all. If that were true Uryuu wouldn't always seem so diappointed in Tatsu.

Tatsu pulled his red baseball cap down to cover his face with it. He would be wearing his regular street clothes; which would consist of a tight black shirt with a red star on it, which Uryuu had made him, and a pair of dark blue jeans. He'd notice a lone can in the gutter which had been abandoned by someone earlier in the day. He began to kick it in front of him, and kept it infront of him every time he walked. He couldn't help but feel obligated to keep it company. He couldn't help but think that the can must feel really rejected, and if there was anything he could understand about the can it would be that.

Tatsu could barily remember what his father looked like, but he always remembered his father smelling like wine. He could also remember that terrible look on his mothers face, he told himself he never wanted to see on a woman's face ever again, pure devistation. He couldn't remove that image from his head from the day his father left them, that horribly sad smile his mother got. She always told them that he would come back one day, she know's he will, he loves them more then anything else in the world. The thought of that made him furrious and he clenched his fists to his side until they both went white.

Tatsu would quickly shake his head to wipe that idea from his thoughts and felt himself just become sad again. Uryuu had sounded horribly disappointed, when he asked Tatsu to talk to him later. At the moment Tastu felt worthless and pathetic, everytime Uryuu taught them something new Daichi advanced, and Tatsu stayed at square one. The only thing he hated more then being unable to succeed was seeing the look of disappointment on the face of the man he looked up to the most. More then anything he looked to Uryuu as a father, seeing as his own took off and left his mother to take care of Daichi and himself. He sighed and continued to kick the lonely can, knowing that they would both have to part, wondering if he was going to be abandoned again, only this time by himself.

Uryuu would be standing on the front porch of his house waiting on Tatsu. Uryuu had his version of a worried look on his face, which consisted of looking down toward the ground biting on the tip of his thumb in thought. He was wondering what to do about Tatsu since his first day training under him, Tatsu had not improved at all.

At first Uryuu had just assumed that Tatsu was either lazy, not paying attention to his studies, or both. However as time went on he began to notice that Tatsu was trying his best, and when time came to create a spiritual bow, he wasn't even able to make his hands spark.

He wasn't able to do normal Quincy things, he wasn't even able to produce an energy bow. However he was able to shoot a regular bow with excellent accuracy, and he was able to transfer his energy into normal items, this intrigued him, but he knew there was nothing her would be able to teach him. He thought Tatsu would be able to use quincy skills, he had the reiatsu to perform them, but he still was unable to. It would be like a bird trying to teach a fish how to fly.

Uryuu then began to think of an alternative method of teaching Tatsu how to use his reiatsu. He began to think on who would be a better teacher. His glasses would slide down the bridge of his nose and he cooly pushed them back up using his second and middle finger. He thought Chad or Urahara would be the best choices out of the people he was considering to train him. He didn't show signs of being a shinigami, his reiatsu wasn't the color of a shinigami's , and he didn't seem to have the skills to manipulate time like Orihime, so he doubted either Ichigo or Orihime would have anything to teach Tatsu either. He bit his thumb a bit harder trying to think, until he noticed Tatsu walking towards his house. Tatsu looked depressed under his raven hair, which hid the sadness of his crimson eyes.

Uryuu saw this and felt like an ice cicle stabbed at his chest. The boy's were the closest thing he had to children, and he didn't want any others, in fact more then anything he wished he was their father. He shook the thought from his head and then looked down at Tatsu, he'd walk over to the steps of his porch and sat down on them, patting the empty spot next to him, signally for Tatsu to sit. Tatsu looked down for a moment and then reluctantly sat down next to him. Tatsu spoke softly while staring out into the darkness of the land infront of them, hidden under his hat.

"You wanted to see me Ishida-Sensei...?"

Uryuu sighed, trying to keep his calm collected demeanor, he tried to find the kindest and considerate words he could say about this. This however considering how he was towards everyone else except Tatsu, his brother and his mother. He thought for a moment about the correct way to go about this. Durring the time would create an awkward silence between the two. After a few moments of this Uryuu broke the silence and spoke softly.

"Tatsu... I am trying my hardest to find the gentlest way of saying this to you. I am horrible at this sort of thing, we both know it... But here goes. Every living person on this earth has a special gift that makes them unique.

To perfect this gift, one need's a teacher who knows more about the persons gift then the person with the gift does. The person then learns everything they know from their teacher, practices and then perfects it. Then eventually they make up new skills to make it there own from the things they are taught...

What I am trying to say Tatsu is, I'm not sure I am the right teacher for you..."

Tatsu's eyes narrowed as he heard his teacher say those words. He pulled his hat lower over his eyes, hoping that Uryuu wouldn't be able to see the crushed look in the young man's eyes. He wanted to scream out at Uryuu, he wanted to tell him right then and there what he thought, 'So your going to abandon me too?! How could you?! I looked up to you more then anyone else! So your going to do exactly what that man did, only just leave me out?!' However non of it came out, he chocked them back and refused to speak at all. In reality, it was Daichi who was Uryuu's favorite.

Tatsu looked down at the dusty ground before him and just fought back the words that were struggling to try and have him vomit them out. It left a horrible taste in his mouth. After awhile of this a sad smile came onto his lips and he spoke soft words bitterly.

"It's alright Ishida-Sen... Ishida-san I understand... I'm just holding Daichi back. Perhaps I should go find something else to do in my spare time..."

Uryuu felt something icy wrench at his heart, he could hear the sound of Tatsu's heart breaking in his voice. Uryuu, tried to ignore the pain of hearing Tatsu's pain, to keep himself sounding calm and collected. He wanted the boy's to have a strong role model, so he tried not to let them know when he was hurting for them, he didn't want them to feel insulted that some stranger felt sorry for them. His gut wrenched at that thought, and his hand struggled with him to gently rub Tatsu's head affectionatley.

All of the boy's entire live's he wanted to be a father figure towards the, what ate at him even more was that more then anything he wanted to be their father. He loved the boy's as if they were his own sons and because of this never felt the need to have children of his own.

The truth was he loved their mother more then any other woman in the world. He remembered the first time he saw her, a new exchange student in their class, Ying Feng. She seemed so fragile, he often thought to himself how pathetic she must be. At first he was very indifferent to her, yet he always found himself looking at her. He often thought it was that he hated her, but the wrenching in his gut told him otherwise. He found himself looking back on it.

When he often disappeared from his classes with Ichigo and the others, no one in the class ever thought of him, or so he thought. When he came back from those long trips, he'd end up opening his shoe locker and find small gifts. Most of the time he found home made chocolate, cookies, or a neatly sown stuffed animal, often with a card attached reading 'I'm glad to see your better now. Take care of yourself.' The cards were never signed, so he often wondered who it was who was doing this.

One day he'd start going back to the sewing club and saw her there, at first he ignored her presence. Near the end she came up to with a stuffed panda she was making and smiled at him warmly.

"Excuse me... I am ok with continuous stiching, but I am horrible at stiching up. Would you mind if I asked you to show me the best way of going about this?"

He would look surprised by this and tenderly took the panda and examined it. He noticed the small stitches looked horribly firmiliar, but he wasn't sure where he had seen them. He then would see the horrible job she did of stiching up and smirked, gently tugging at it, and stictched it up slowly to show her. She'd smile and thank him and walked away afterwards.

He became good friends with her shorly after that, talking to her whenever he came to school. Later he would go over to his bed to find one of the stuffed animals he had recieved in his shoe locker and began to inspect it seeing that the stiches were neat and tiny, his eyes opened wide, and he felt his heart pound as he looked for the stitch up. When he found it he found himself chuckling at the horrible job the person did and he knew right away who it was who made the animal, that was when he realized, he loved her! Soon after that he discovered she was a quincy, this made him fall in love with her more then he thought he ever could.

He always ment to ask her out, although the words never managed to come out of his mouth. Ichigo asked him to join him on the final mission to finish Aizen once and for all. Uryuu agreed and thought about telling Ying about how he felt, but decided it was best not to tell her now, so that she didn't feel bad if anything happened to him. He figured it would be better after he came back from his mission.

After the war ended, Uryuu had went to go admit his feelings for Ying, but he was too late. He saw someone had already beat him to the punch, a silver haired man with the strangest colored eyes he had ever seen, they were redder then blood. The day he met Ryujin he automaticly didn't like him, not because he was with Ying, because she looked so happy with him. But because he felt a horribly powereful reiatsu come from him, it was an odd color too, it was like a pitch black and it made him quake in fear. He found out the day they met, that He had already been married to Ying a year now. That was the first time he saw Ryujin Nakanaga.

Just a short while later she had given birth to Tatsu and Daichi, twin boy's. Uryuu had visited Ying in the hospital when she was giving birth to them, their father wasn't present. When he had asked a nurse why he wasn't there she didn't answer him. So on that first day he stayed with Ying all day, until she gave birth to the boys. The first time he held them in his arms, he felt himself soften up, almost as if they were his own. When he gave them back to their mother, he went to walk out of the hospital where he encountered their father, drunk off his a**.

Ryujin had seen Uryuu walk out of the room where his wife had been and became furious with Uryuu and began to swing at him. Uryuu became furious that the b*****d would even think about coming to the hospital after not being there for Ying, then coming to see them drunk of all things.

Uryuu clenched his fists while sitting on his portch thinking of what came next, he remembered losing and badly, with so much to lose at that moment he lost. He wouldn't see Ying and her children until 5 years later. He had gotten a phone call from Ying, she was sobbing on the other end of the phone line. Without hesitation he came right over to find out Ryujin had simply walked out of the house, saying nothing. Ying looked out the window with a disturbing smile it was mixed with denile and sadness, the heart of the person he felt closest to, who let him get close to, was crushed. That was the day he saw Tatsu sitting out on the steps on their porch, he was neither smiling nor crying, he just had a far away, distant, sad look which was hidden by a dreamy daze.

"He's not coming back is he...? Good... he can't make her look like that anymore..."

Uryuu had been stunned by this, this small boy was able to hold onto his feelings with such detatchment, it saddened him and filled him with awe all at once. He sat next to the boy and gently ruffled the boy's hair, that was when he decided that he wanted to be there for this sad small boy. After some time went on he fell more and more in love with Ying and her children, and began to train the boy's as his own hoping they took after their mother. After a long while he gathered the strength to propose to Ying, she didn't accept. He would ask over and over many times and she just replied calmly to this.

"Ryujin's coming back for us Ishida-kun... I just know it, and I don't want to betray him..."

Uryuu would snap out of his memory of this, at the sound of Tatsu standing up in a fury. Tatsu assumed Uryuu was just ignoring him, and wanted to shout at the man he looked up to as a father, instead his voice came out with no emotion behind it what so ever.

"I suppose it doesn't matter now anyways... I need to get going mom will be mad at me if I get home too late again."

Uryuu would get up to speak, but Tatsu would storm off towards his house furiously, not allowing Uryuu to say his piece. Tatsu's face hidden by his hat, was full of both anger and emptiness. As he ran he held back any sort of emotion that tried to cut through in case Uryuu was behind him. He would become strong on his own, and he would find his father and make him pay, pay for all the burning, stabbing and ripping in his heart, and the pain in his mother in which he knew it was most likely ten fold.

Tsu slowly walked along, glaring at the ground. He didn't understand why, but he felt weaker than he usually did. Not knowing why made him mad. Being mad helped keep the pain off his mind. "This is stupid. I hate this." Tsu placed a hand over his stomach. Why was it hurting? He'd never felt this before. For some reason it had started that morning and hadn't stopped. He looked up, seeing the big tree that he and his friend usually hung out under. And under the tree, sat Hikari. She didn't look all that happy, either. Maybe she was mad because he was late? He quickened his pace, giving her a wave as he approached.