Ichigo had been walking for a long while now. Running away from her father was her only other option, atleast, that was what a voice inside her head told her. It wasn't that she was insane, maybe a little crazy, but not insane. The voice was soft and gentle like a cool summers' night.<br/><br/>Though she hadn't known why she heard this voice, but she kew it was something that was watching over her with a protectiveness that made Ichigo somewhat warm inside. The voice had spoken to her several times but nothing more; which disappointed her.<br/><br/>Pulling her white hoddie closer around her face Ichigo trudged solemnly through the snow. Her black winter boots kicked up snow with every foot step. She was wearing her ussual white lolita styled long coat that went to her knees and underneath a black and white, also lotlia styled, dress with a bow attached to the dress on her right shoulder. Her dress underneath was hidden and her legs were bare, making the cold almost unbareable.<br/><br/>Hitching her black duffle bags strap onto her shoulder she continued to walk. Quickening her steps Ichigo had felt eyes on her. She sighed, white puffs of air coming from her mouth. Her eyes, glued to the frosty ground, slowly rose to check her surroundings.<br/><br/>She saw a figure in the distance walking towards her, but those weren't the eye she felt on her. She shuddered and slowed down a bit. As she got closer the figure changed into a man older than her, but it didn't seem by much.<br/><br/>He was tall with tousled black hair. A Linken Park hoodie proteceted his head from the white stars that melted from any heat. Snow gathered on his braod but scrawny shoulders.He was handsome but had an air of mystery floating about him, which was usually a bad sign. But Ichigo kept walking towards him, they were in both of each others path. walking straight at each other. So she keeped her head low and eyes down as she neared him.