This is completely AU where Ichigo is 26 years old and Rukia is 25 years old. Original bleach characters are included along with a few OCs that don't really play a big role. This is an Angst drama. If you can't appreciate the fanfic it is, go find another one. :)
In the beginning, Ichigo and Rukia are 19 and 18 years old.
In this fanfic, Rukia has twins and Rukia is a nurse. Ishihime will come later on since this chapter us sorta setting the background of everything. The twins do not know who their father is and all.
Chapters will be longer, but I also have other stuff to do, so it'll be awhile for me to update and all...
This chapter right here is basically a decider if I should continue on or just scrap it and start another one so...
Alrighty, read and review?
"So... This-this is it?" Rukia's tiny trembling voice uttered as she sat across from him on the bed, watching Ichigo finishing up packing his bags. Ichigo had a once in a life time offered to work in Chicago for 7 years. 7 years away from Karakura-Away from Rukia?
Ichigo came to terms with himself and everyone else.. Every one else besides Rukia.
Running his fingers through his signiture orange hair, Ichigo lets out a heavy sigh because he has practiced and repeated this scene countless times in his mind before everything happened. "It's for the best." He'd repeat those words-those words that stabbed at Rukia's shattering heart.
Bitting her lower lip Rukia's tiny hands slightly brush up against her unnoticeable bump. She was pregnant for 9 weeks now-with twins too. But, she doesn't want to be the reason why Ichigo never had a chance to do what he wanted to do. So she drops subtle hints. Subtle hints of what Ichigo is missing out on...
"They won't love you like we do..." Rukia finally mumbled in hopes of IChigo catching on- but no, not when Ichigo's skull is thicker than a piece of ply wood.
Sighing, Ichigo stops mid-packing and keeps his focus on his cloths to avoid the sad look on Rukia's face. "Stop Rukia. Stop guilt tripping me, everyone came to terms with my decisions, why can't-"
"It's because they don't love you like we do..." Rukia sadly sniffled as Ichigo shakes and zips up his luggage and utters the last words to Rukia before he heads out the door, "Take care Rukia."
Rukia slowly shattered inside as she ran her tiny hands over her tiny bump, whispering, "He won't love you like I do..."
7 years later...
It's the last day of school for the Kuchiki twins, Kioshi and Hiro and they were more than excited, Kioshi being older than Hiro by 5 mintues.
They are identical twins that gained their good looks and charm from their mom-girls in their class room can only wish to sit next to the Kuchiki twins.
Bright bubbly eyes now watched the classroom clock as tiny hands twiddled around-the twins had everything planned.
First, they were to go to the ice cream store and get their ice cream cone and a small little pint of chocolate ice cream for their mommy-fast since it's it is a nice warm summer day.
Second, They were to go home to their favorite meal their mommy promised to make them for dinner.
Lastly, their mommy promised to let them stay up past their bed time to watch their favorite last night cartoon.
5 seconds till the bell rings...
Kioshi and Hiro both playfully nudge one another smiling.
2 seconds till the bell rings...
Kioshi's and Hiro's bronze eyes beam at the door as they both ready themselves for a day full of ice cream and fun.
RINNGGGGG!
By now Kioshi and Hiro would be beaming out the door- but.
Fan girls.
The troublesome fan girls who adore the twins beautiful shiny black hair to their charming smiles-they all cluster around the twins who chuckled uneasily and managed to break free from their fan girl clutches when the teacher told them to calm down and go home- that was the moment the Kuchiki twins darted out the door in relief.
But.
They are off schedule.
The twins promised their mommy they would be home on time for dinner-meaning, they can't go to the ice cream store and get their ice cream like they planned.
Heavily kicking the cement ground beneath him as they walked, Hiro sadly looks down and sniffles, "We can't have any ice cream Kioshi chan..."
Kioshi looked at his younger twin and slung his tiny arm around his younger brother's shoulder, reassuring him. "Don't worry Hiro chan. We'll have ice cream some other day." Kioshi happily pipped once Hiro looked up at him. "But it's not today... I want ice cream to-"
"HIRO CHAN!"
"AHH!"
A slight bump from a car trying to park lightly bumps up against poor little Hiro who lightly falls on the ground, unhurt.
Panicking, Kioshi ran towards his little brother's aid and noticed nothing was wrong with him, just few scratch marks- an idea struck Kioshi who started to whisper to his younger twin. It was a plan that benefits the twins and their mommy.
"Kioshi chnaaaannnn!" Hiro dramatically sobs as he winks at his older twin. "It hurts sooo much!"
The man driving the very expensive black car panics as he quickly unbuckled his belt and gets out of the car. The first thing the twins noticed was the obnoxious orange hair he had. Surely, when a man gets older they would present themselves properly and not dye their hair to some obnoxious color.
But, To Kioshi, that only meant the driver that bumped into his younger twin was rich.
Kioshi quickly deducted that the man that bumped into his younger twin was rich and his plan was perfectly falling in place.
"Hiro chaaannnn!" Kioshi sadly sobs as he bumbles his way down towards his sobbing twin. "Are you okay? Do we need to call mom-"
A dark shadow now towers above the twins as a worried brisk voice asks, "Hey little guy... you okay?"
A smug grin forms on Kioshi's sniffling face as he nudges his younger twin quietly whispering, "Cry a little harder."
"I want my mommmmyyyyyy!" Hiro sobbed even harder while Kioshi smiles inside, Yes, Hiro chan... just cry a little harder...
Mortified from seeing a sobbing little boy, the orange haired man known as Ichigo, hesitantly bends down towards the twin brothers, attempting to compromise a deal.
"Hey, hey,hey..." The orange haired man uneasily coaxed. "There is no need to bring your mommy into this.."
Kioshi's bronze eyes gleamed. Hehehehe... I knew it.
"But I'm hurt..." Hiro sadly sniffled. "Mommy always makes things better..."
Scratching his signature orange hair, Ichigo ponders in deep thought while Kioshi whispers in Hiro's ear-a big smile now forms on Hiro's face.
"But." Kioshi childishly shimed as he looked up at Ichigo, "If you buy us ice cream everything will be better, right Hiro chan?"
"Yup! Hiro now have smiled half sniffled, baffling Ichigo who now figured out he was being swindled.
"You little brats!" Ichigo exclaimed. "You were lying about-"
"Kioshi chaaaaaannnnn! It hurts soooo-"
"Okay, okay, okay..."Ichigo cautiously coaxed once he noticed people looking at them. "We'll go and get some ice cream..."
Smiles all beamed upon Kioshi's and Hiro's face as they both gave each other high fives, cheering, "Team work!"
Facepalming, Ichigo mumbles against the palm of his hand, "Just get in the car-"
"Stranger danger!" Hiro exclaimed as he slightly pulled his older twin brother back and looked at him. "Remember what mommy told us? Stranger danger?"
"Right." Kioshi pipped as he started to form a huddle session with his younger twin, whispering to one another- Kioshi even popped up his head for a few seconds before he ducked down and whispered to his younger twin and eventually, the twins came to decision.
"Can we have your number?"
"What?!" Ichigo quizzically exclaimed as he looked at the twin brothers who were dead serious with their request. "Why would you want my number?"
"Just incase you are a stranger danger and we get kidnapped by you, one of us will be able to escape and track you down with your cellphone number." Kioshi proudly exclaims as he and his younger twin both proudly stick out their emergency cellphones, leaving Ichigo dumb founded and sighing. "Okay. Whatever. Just get in the car and I'll give you my number."
Happily smiling, both Kioshi and Hiro bumbled their way into Ichigo's car and gaped at the luxuriousness of the car- Kioshi's deductions were right.
Ichigo was rich.
After settling in the car, Ichigo lets out a deep huff and plugs his car keys in and drives. That was when the childish whispers and giggles started.
"Hey mister." Kioshi childishly called out. "What's your name?"
Bronze eyes narrowed, "It's Kurosaki Ichigo... What's your name?"
"It's Kioshi and my little brother is called Hiro!" Kioshi cheerfully replies as Hiro bursts out in giggles and nudges his older twin who also slightly giggles with him-and Ichigo knows. Ichigo knows why the little twins are laughing at him and gives the little twins the lengthy explaintion of the real meaning on his name, but the little twins brush it off and calmed down from their childish spurts of giggles.
They are now at the local ice scream shop and the twins are all too happy once Ichigo parked his car- the little twins now burst out of the car like canned sardines but smiling and happy.
"Come on Kurosaki!" Kioshi happily cheered as he bumbled his way inside the ice cream store. The Kuchiki twins are sure going to make Ichigo's wallet cry as they pointed and made sure they had two scoops instead of their regular 1 cone ice cream cone.
"Okay!" Hiro happy cheered as they sat out side around the nearest table. "We're still buying mommy her chocolate ice cream right Kioshi?"
"Yup!" Kioshi happily exclaimed as he took a lick from his ice cream cone as Ichigo tapped his watched and grinned.
"You two seemed to love your mommy a lot huh?"
"Yup! We love mommy a whole lot." Hiro joyfully cheered as Kioshi nodded in agreement.
"What about your dad?" Ichigo questioned. "Do you love your-"
"He's a poopy face-A GIANT POOPY FACE." Hiro angrily uttered at the thought of his mommy crying.
"With poop for brains!" Kioshi added in anger only to heard giggles from his younger twin who nudges him. "Nice one Kioshi chan."
A childish smile now forms on Kioshi's face as he nudges his younger twin, "He is a big poopy face with poop for brains."
The twins now both burst out in giggles and Ichigo slightly smiles at the twin's immaturity as he looks at his watch. That smile turned into a frown. Ichigo was running late for a business meeting.
"Um... you guys..." Ichigo awkwardly mumbled. "You know how to get home from here right?"
With ice cream all over Kioshi's mouth, Kioshi happily cheers, "Yup!"
"And your not going to tell your mommy what happened... Right?"
"Yup!" Hiro happily cheered as he took another bite from his ice cream cone. "We won't tell mommy what happened."
"Are you sure?" Ichigo quizically questioned. "You're not going to forget what you promised me?"
"Of course!" Kioshi confidently reassured. "We won't tell mommy a single thing..."
Unless mommy asks about it... Kioshi thought to himself.
Letting out a deep huff, ice bids farewell and quickly leaves the ice cream store where two happy little twins eat their free ice cream based on team work.