Could it be? Is it really true? Yes! It's a sequel! Whoooo! That's right, after a while's rest I'm back with a brand new story that's going to be exciting and thrilling and heart-tugging! I have a great plot for this story that'll keep you on the edge of your seats! I am so happy I got this up. This is going to be a hell of a lot longer than my last story. Or atleast I hope... LOL! Well, as the title goes, Ichigo wants to marry Rukia, but will everything work out up until the special day, or will things crumble and fall apart? Only I know! You have to be patient and wait for new chapters to be posted! Muahahahahahaa! Well, enjoy my newest fan fic After Party Wedding. I do NOT own anything. All anime and it's characters and materials go to their rightful owner.

In the dead of night, Ichigo kissed Rukia deeply after their love making. Ichigo refused to unlock lips with hers to allow her to breathe. Rukia didn't care. Having his naked body on top of hers was all she wanted anyway. To taste his saliva and feel his body up as he did hers. She also loved the fact that she was wearing a gorgeous diamond ring that showed she was taken and not to be messed with.

"I love you so much, Rukia..." Ichigo said hastily between pants, locking his lips to Rukia's again.

'I love you too, Ichigo.' Rukia thought since she couldn't speak. Instead, she moaned and Ichigo smirked in the kiss.

"I can't wait to marry you, and have you all to myself." Ichigo said, moving to nip and suck at Rukia's pale neck. Rukia moaned and clawed at Ichigo's back, leaving more bright red slash marks.

"I love you Ichigo..." was all that Rukia could get out. She knew when Ichigo thrusted into her that he was ready for another session.

Dawn broke through Karakara town and the sun was beginning to rise. A loud grunt sounded through a certain 21-year-old's room. Ichigo stretched out his naked arms, his muscles rippling under his skin. He cracked his neck before resting his arms around Rukia's tiny body. He smiled as memories of last night and the previous day came rushing to his mind. Rukia moaned and nudged Ichigo's torso with her head, trying to overcome her sleepiness.

"Wake up, sweetheart." Ichigo poked at Rukia's shoulder until she finally fluttered her eyes open. She smiled at him and snuggled into him even more.

"Hey, honey..." Rukia whispered tiredly. Ichigo rolled over on top of her and began attacking her neck. Rukia would've loved to do nothing more than to make love with her soon-to-be-husband, but things had to be done today, and sex would have to wait.

"Ichigo," Rukia interrupted him by pushing him forward. Ichigo gave her a desperate look. "Ichigo, we need to do a lot today to prepare for the wedding." Rukia said, trying to get out of bed, but Ichigo stopped her.

"No morning after-sex?!" Ichigo said slightly panicked. Rukia shook her head.

"Nope." she replied. Ichigo gave her a pleading look, but Rukia glared at him. "If you haven't noticed yet, Ichigo, but my neck shouldn't be this shade of red..." Rukia pointed to the multiple massive hickies on her neck and collarbone and breast. Ichigo smirked and rolled his eyes.

"Okay, okay... I'll just masturbate later." Ichigo said, rolling off of her. Rukia blushed heavily.

"You're gross!" Rukia yelled at him. Ichigo only laughed while he got dressed.

"Yeah, but you gotta live with it, or decline my hand in marriage?" Ichigo retorted. Rukia shook her head furiously, holding her ring tightly. Ichigo laughed. "That's what I thought." he retorted, leaving Rukia to change herself.

The morning seemed exciting for Rukia. She had written down a list of people who she wanted to invite to her and Ichigo's wedding. She was also writting down things like catering, the cake, seating arrangements, ect. and other things Ichigo found boring. He was only concerned about the honeymoon. How he could undress her and do what he wanted with her body and-

"Ichigo, what flowers should be for the bouquet?" Rukia suddenly asked. Ichigo snapped back to reality. He looked at his fiancée with a puzzled expression.

"Hm?" he looked at her with no clue at what she just said.

"My bouquet. I wanted to know what- wait... why are you drooling? Do you have something stuck in your throat again?!" Rukia said furiously.

'It's not my throat that has something stuck in it...' Ichigo thought as he smirked at Rukia. He shook his head to free her of any worry.

"No, I was just thinking of something that made my mouth water..." Ichigo said seductively. Rukia brushed it off and went back to thinking of her wedding.

"I can't believe I'm actually getting married... and to you, Ichigo!" Rukia squealed. Ichigo placed a cup of coffee in front of her and sat down across from her seat.

"What's that supposed to mean? What, were you expecting Renji?" Ichigo said sarcastically.

"No! Of course not, idiot! I'm just saying, I was never expecting to be married to you. I thought you would've moved on once you were out of high school." Rukia said, not taking her eyes off of her ring. Ichigo was surprised. Did she really think he would've just up and left? Especially after all the times they've had sex?

"That wasn't my plan at all, Rukia. What made you think that?" Ichigo asked her. Rukia shrugged her shoulders.

"Well, I always thought that high schoolers moved on after high school to search for new things including partners. I thought I was supposed to do the same too... or go back to the soul society..." Rukia frowned at the end of her sentence. Ichigo shook his head.

"Uh, no. You didn't go back to the soul society and you never will. Besides, haven't you ever heard of the term high school sweethearts?" Ichigo asked. Rukia pondered for a moment.

"I always thought that meant Valentine's Day partners in school or something to do with spring." Rukia told him. Ichigo laughed at her cuteness.

"No, silly. It's a term people use to describe couples still together even after high school. And that's us. And it will never change, right?" Ichigo said, holding out his hand. Rukia smiled sweetly and placed her smaller one in his.

"Right." Rukia giggled. Ichigo was just about to lean in to kiss Rukia when the phone rang. Rukia got up and left Ichigo to scowl at the table.

'Damn... even when I'm in my own home I can't get Rukia to myself...' Ichigo thought.

"Hello?" Rukia answered the phone.

"Rukia! My wonderfully short daughter-in-law! Where is my lazy son, Ichigo?!" Isshin's voice came from the other side. Rukia giggled.

"Hello, Mr. Kurosaki. He's right behind me." Rukia replied with a smile.

"Don't talk to me like I'm a stranger! After all, you have been staying with us for quite some time. Please, call me dad, or pa, or the world's greatest father! HAHAHAHA! Anyway, get Ichigo on the phone, please!" Isshin said. Rukia extended her arm with the phone in her hand to Ichigo and Ichigo reluctantly got up and took the phone. He wasn't too keen on talking to his father over the phone. He was a little worried a fist may fly through the speaker to his face.

"Yeah, Dad... what is it?" Ichigo answered so bluntly.

"Ichigo! We are currently on our way back home from vacation! I still wished you would've tagged along for the ride, but like the sourpuss you are, I'm not surprised." Isshin said. Ichigo wished he could punch his father through the phone. He swore he felt a vein pop in his head. "We'll be home late tonight, so don't wait up for us!" Isshin said, ready to hand up. However, Ichigo thought of a plan.

"W-wait, Dad! Don't hang up! I have a request." Ichigo said. Rukia's curiosity perked when she heard Ichigo's words. "Let us cook you a late-night dinner. We have to chat about something to you guys that's important." Ichigo said.

"It can't wait?"

"NO, it can't. So, when you get home, expect a big surprise." Ichigo said with a smile.

"Alrighty! Girls, we aren't stopping for lunch! Your brother has a surprise for us!" Isshin said excitingly and Ichigo heard Karin and Yuzu groan in protest in the background.

"But Dad! We won't be home for another eight hours!" Yuzu whined.

"No ifs, ands, or buts about it, sweetie! Off we go!" and with that, Isshin hung up. Ichigo slammed the phone back on the hook and sighed heavily. His dad really knew how to over do it.

"Dinner? Are you thinking what I think you thinking?" Rukia asked. Ichigo nodded.

"Unfortunately, I do. Will I regret it? Most likely, but I can't just keep this a secret from him until a week before we tie the knot. It's best if we just clear the air now, Rukia." Ichigo told her. Rukia nodded.

"I understand. However," Rukia turned to walk upstairs. "If I heard correctly, your father said he was coming home late, right?" Rukia asked. Ichigo raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, and? I'm going to cook dinner. That's my plan." Ichigo answered.

"I know, but I'm just saying; We could have alot more time for fun if you would've waited." Rukia winked and hopped up the stairs. A few seconds later, she heard Ichigo shout.

"FUCK, I'M AN IDIOT!"

Ichigo had to get out of the house because Rukia kept "teasing" him. So, he set out for ingredients to cook for his surprise dinner. He made a long list of things he needed. He was happy that Rukia knew how to cook certain things because he'd end up destroying it completely. He was going to make beef stir fry; a simple, but special dish he knew how to make well.

As Ichigo walked down the street, ready to turn into the produce store, he heard a familar voice he didn't want to hear...

"Hey, Ichigo!" Ichigo stopped and fury immediately took over his whole body. "How's it going, buddy!" Ichigo turned around, rage making his eyes turn read and as soon as he saw the brown hair, he landed a punch to Keigo's face.

Keigo was sent flying backwards and he landed hard on his back on the sidewalk.

"You..." Ichigo growled. "You almost killed me!" Ichigo roared. Keigo backed up as Ichigo stomped forward, ready to tear Keigo limb from limb.

"Wha-wha?! I don't know what you're talking about, Ichigo! I-I really don't!" Keigo sputtered. Ichigo was in no mood for his stupidity.

"You're dumb ass almost got me killed! You and your stupid party! I'm glad I threw up on your floor! I should kill you right now, or better yet, shove a rusty bottle cap down your throat and see how you like it!" Ichigo yelled, wanting to choke Keigo. Keigo shivered in fear.

"B-bottle cap? What bottle cap? I don't know what your talking about, Ichigo!" Keigo turned to get up and run, but Ichigo grabbed him by the back of the collar and pulled him to his feet.

"You little fucker! I outta tear out your colon and choke you with it! I am so angry at you, Keigo, you have no idea!" Ichigo was now creating the biggest scene in the whole entire town of Karakara. People had stopped and was now witnessing the ginger male's anger.

"Look, Ichigo, I don't know what's going on here, but I think we should do this somewhere else. People are starting to look at us!" Keigo struggled against Ichigo's grip. Ichigo gave a devilish look and started dragging Keigo down the street.

"Ya know, you're right Keigo. The last thing I need is witnesses. I'll kill you in the alley and wait for the cats to start gnawing on your corpse!" Ichigo yelled. Keigo was left screaming and clawing at the ground as Ichigo dragged him now the street to God knows where.

Ichigo ended up not killing Keigo (surprisingly...) and instead forced him to buy them lunch. They sat in a booth of a small restraunt. That way it was easier to explain why he was so mad in the first place. And when Keigo learned what had happened, he felt terrible.

"Gee, Ichigo. I'm sorry. I didn't know that happened the night of the party. I'm glad you're okay..." Keigo apologized. Ichigo scratched the back of his head.

"Hey, don't worry about it. It's over and done with. Just next time, make it be something I can swallow and pass." Ichigo said. Keigo smiled, but he truly did feel bad for almost killing his best friend.

"But seriously, Ichigo... what if you would've-"

"Hey, I said don't worry about it!" Ichigo yelled at him. Keigo gulped and nodded slightly. "Besides, there's something else I need to tell you that's a lot more important than a bottle cap." Ichigo said. Keigo gave a curious look.

"Oh really? What could be more important than you almost dying because of me?" Keigo asked. Ichigo smirked.

"Well, for starters, the fact that I popped the question to Rukia." Ichigo said proudly. Keigo nearly spit out his soda.

"No way! I knew you couldn't say no! Haha! This is great, Ichigo! Look at that! You're just one step away from becoming a real man!" Keigo yelled with delight. Ichigo closed his eyes with pride. "Who else have you told?!"

"Nobody. You're the first to know, but don't go squealing to everyone. I want this to be a surprise. And if you do, I'll kick your ass for not only telling everyone before I can get to them, but for the bottle cap shit that almost killed me!" Ichigo roared. Keigo nodded like an idiot before bolting for the door, leaving Ichigo sighing and rubbing his temples. "Goddamnit, Keigo..."

It was now almost 10:30 and Ichigo had just set everything on the table. Ichigo and Rukia had made stir-fry, steamed dumplings, and two small cupcakes. Ichigo was quite proud of himself. He had never cooked like this for his family before. He usually leaves that stuff to Yuzu.

"This looks great, Ichigo! I'm impressed." Rukia praised. Ichigo smirked.

"Thanks. I just wonder how my dad is going to react when we tell him the big news..." Ichigo looked down to the floor. He was expecting his dad to have an outragous, excited, and overall unnecessarily obnoxious reaction, but he was still having doubts... about a certain someone else in particular.

"Hey," Rukia's sudden hug broke him from his thoughts. "I can sense you're nervous. Don't worry, Ichigo. Everything will be okay..." Rukia said softly. Ichigo smiled and wrapped his arms around her tiny form. His eyes went soft and a frown grew on his face.

"But, Rukia... what about-"

"ICHIGOOO!" Ichigo's eyes went wide and he pushed himself and Rukia to the ground, just dodging Isshin's kick. Isshin brushed off the debris he was covered in from the hole he made in the wall. "Such a great dodge from such a great son! Howdy, son! We're home!" Isshin annoyingly yelled. Ichigo helped Rukia up off the floor after nearly crushing her to death. She clutched her ring tightly, praying it wasn't smashed.

"Dad! You almost killed us!" Ichigo yelled. Isshin ruffled Ichigo's hair roughly, irritating Ichigo even more. "Damnit, dad! I almost crushed Rukia trying to avoid your stupid kick!" Ichigo was pissed now.

"Nonsense! Rukia is perfectly fine! You should take some tips from her on how to be tougher!" Isshin yelled back. Ichigo was about to slug his father when Rukia grabbed his wrist. He immediately froze and looked to Rukia, who had a sweet smile on her face.

"Ichigo, don't you think we should serve dinner now? Afterall, you worked so hard on it. Would be a shame if we let it get cold and go to waste." Rukia said. There was something about Rukia's attitude that absolutely frightened Ichigo. He gulped quietly and nodded.

"Yeah, you're right. Let's eat." Ichigo said, walking into the kitchen.

"Finally!" Karin sighed. "We haven't eaten since we left the friggin' hotel! I'm starving!" Karin dropped the suitcases her father made them to carry to 'build muscle'.

"Yeah, and all these distractions are making it harder to get to the table!" Yuzu spoke next. She dropped her suitcases and the two girls dragged themselves to the table.

"You guys start eating. Me and Rukia will put the suitcases upstairs. We have to talk about something anyways..." Ichigo gave Rukia a look and Rukia nodded, grabbing a small suitcase.

Upstairs, Ichigo was pacing the room like a madman, planning in his head just how he was going to break the news to his dad.

"Rukia, do me a favor and don't eat with your left hand or show it at all until I tell the news, okay?" Ichigo whispered anxiously. Rukia nodded. "Just keep your hands behind your back or something on our way down. I know it's as suspicious as a guy with a trench coat during the day, but I don't want to chance it." Ichigo was now beginning to sweat. He's never felt this nervous since having to rescue Rukia from execution years and years ago. "Oh, and whatever you do, don't-"

"Ichigo, will you relax?" Rukia interrupted. Ichigo only blinked at her. "I'll leave all the talking to you. I won't speak a word, okay?" Rukia smiled at him. Now Ichigo really felt nervous. He didn't want to hear that! But Ichigo nodded and walked down the stairs to the kitchen.

Ichigo and Rukia walked into the kitchen to see all the food gone except for the cupcakes that were still sitting on the couter. Ishin must've starved the girls to their limits. No matter. Ichigo couldn't eat anyway. Not with the huge knot tightening in his abdomen. He looked to Rukia and was pleased to see that her hands behind her back. He pulled out her chair for her to sit down before taking his own seat across from her.

"Look at that! So polite and chivalrous to a lovely lady. I'm proud of you son!" Isshin praised loudly. Ichigo gave a nervous curved smile before swallowing hard. He looked to Rukia helplessly for help only to receive a death-glare from her.

'Get on with it!' Rukia thought, toying with her ring in anticipation. Ichigo cleared his throat before looking his dad in the eyes.

"D-dad, I have to tell you something." Ichigo started.

"Hm? Oh yeah! I remember you saying something about that. Spill it, Ichigo!" Isshin said. That's when Ichigo realized that everyone was staring at him. His eyes went wide and he froze. He looked to Rukia again and received an icy-cold stare.

'Say it, or I WILL kill you!' Rukia's eyes narrowed. Ichigo started shaking slightly. He felt like he was in a stadium full of people. When sweat trickled down his forehead, he snapped out of it.

"Uh... yeah, I..." Ichigo stammered.

"Are you okay, Ichigo? You look pale all of a sudden." Karin asked, noticing Ichigo's change.

"Y-yeah! I'm fine! What I'm trying to say is... Me and Rukia, we've been together for a while now." Ichigo started. Rukia let out a silent sigh. She was so glad he was starting to talk. "And I really love her. She's the best thing that's ever happened to me, and I've decided that I'm going to spend the rest of my life with her." Ichigo said boldly. Everyone was now wide-eyed and mouths a gape.

"I-Ichigo, don't tell me you"re..." Yuzu sputtered. Ichigo nodded. He then looked to Rukia and nodded and she held up her left hand to reveal the huge diamond ring.

"I'm going to marry Rukia."

Forgive me for any misspellings. I wasn't really focused when I wrote this, but anyway what did you think? I can't wait to start the new chapters! What are Ichigo's fears? Will he overcome them, and will Rukia tolerate his bullcrap for long? Stay tuned!