~Bleach is owned by Tite Kubo~
Hello Readers! Another new summer fanfic I'm working on, I've had a lot of time on my hands so I thought why not? This story is a little different from my other stories, its not from Orihime's perspective but Ichigo's. I was actually planning on writing chapters on my other stories and got carried away and bam, this story was born! I'd love to know what you thought on it :) Enjoy
Chp 1
Life's Surprises
"No, no honey don't touch that," an orange haired man said, balancing a bottle filled with milk in one hand, the other a cell phone.
"What Ichigo?" A gruff voice was heard from the other line.
"Not you sir! Sorry, you were saying," The man responded placing the bottle on the night stand next to him.
"There will be a meeting this afternoon. You are required to attend it, that wont be a problem right?"
Silently cursing and looking over at the little boy in a crib Ichigo responded. "No, not at all. I'll be there."
"Good, it is your job after all."
As his boss hung up, the orange haired man sighed. Looking over at the clock on his wrist once more, he grabbed the bottle and walked over to the little boy who still hadn't learned how to crawl.
"Morning Mamoru," Ichigo said to the little boy who stared back in response, "I'm sorry I won't be able to spend the rest of the day with you I have work, Karin and Yuzu are in school and father and mother are running the clinic." Ichigo trailed off. Picking up the little boy with a full head of bright orange hair just like himself, he moved to the next room.
With the bottle in his mouth, Mamoru was quiet unlike his normally loud and energetic self. Grabbing his brief case and keys, Ichigo made his way out of his apartment. Making sure to lock the door, he took a deep breathe. Looking once more at the little boy in his arms, he made his way to the door across from his. Ringing the bell he waited.
And waited.
Growing impatient, he knocked on the door. Mid knock, the door swung open.
"I said I was coming!" A middle aged blonde haired woman responded. "Oh! Its just you Ichigo, how can I help you?"
"Hey Mrs. Matsumoto! I actually have a few arons to run and I have a meeting this afternoon, do you mind babysitting Mamoru for me?" Ichigo asked, on the verge of begging. One look at him and she understood the situation he was in.
"You know my doors always open to you two Ichigo," Mrs. Matsumoto said opening her door a little wider for the two to walk in. After all, she was once in his shoes.
"Thank you so much, I promise I'll pay you back some how," Ichigo said to the woman.
"Nonsense," Rangiku Matsumoto said waving her hand. "You know I love kids!"
"I'll be back around seven!" Ichigo said walking out the door.
"I'll see you then," Mrs. Matsumoto said smiling at the little boy in her hands. After all, it's not like she has the opportunity to play with a child who's only a few weeks old.
After paying bills and buying baby formula and diapers, Ichigo parked his car outside the building he worked at. Jogging to the door, he had to make sure he was on time. It was his first day back to work after two weeks of not working, thanks to his bosses' generosity, and he couldn't make any other mistakes. Ever since Mamoru entered Ichigo's life, he had been a much more busy man at only the age of twenty one. Glancing down at the watch on his wrist for the fifth time that hour, he saw he was early. Walking past the front desk, he greeted the receptionist.
"Welcome back, Mr. Kurosaki," the woman greeted.
"Thank you, Mrs. Ise," Ichigo nodded at the spectacled woman.
Walking to the elevator, he pressed the button. "Berry, long time no see," a man patted his back. "Hey Grimmjow," Ichigo was too exhausted to come up with a snarky remark. "How ya been with everything? And Mamoru?" Grimmjow looked at his long time friend. "It definitely took some adjusting to. I'm insanely busy and haven't had a full night of sleep in two weeks. But, Mamoru's perfect,"Ichigo said with a smirk on his face, "A mini me."
"Good for you man," Grimmjow laughed, "The boys had a bet on how long you would last, I'm going to become a rich man."
"Fuck off," Ichigo glared at the slightly taller man in a grey pristine suit. "Have you heard anything from Hami?" Grimmjow cautiously asked. Hearing the name, Ichigo tensed. "No." A one worded answer, but it had so much meaning behind it. "I see," Grimmjow searched the emotion on his long time friend's face, but ended up finding none. As the elevator door opened the pair walked in. "Hold the door!" A voice was heard from outside. As Grimmjow stuck his long arm out, a man with a blonde bob cut ran in.
"Eh well if aint Grimmy and Berry!" The blonde gave a toothy grin.
"I should've let the door close on ya Shinji..." Grimmjow mumbled while Ichigo sighed.
"You look good Ichigo! How's motherhood holding up?" Shinji looked at his coworker and friend who glared back at him.
"Great, thanks."
"What abo-" As Shinji was about to ask a question, Grimmjow, who was behind Ichigo, shook his head, flared his hand over his throat, and mouth 'NO'. "-out that one recipe?"
"What?" Ichigo wasn't expecting that question.
"You know what, never mind. I'll just ask Masaki." Shinji said nodding his head, "She makes the best cake ever, I really wanted to get the recipe."
"Shinji, you don't bake?" Ichigo questioned.
"Course I do, I toss things in the microwave all the time." Grimmjow had to hold back a snicker.
"Alright," Ichigo looked at the opening doors. "See you guys at the meeting," the orange haired man said walking away. Finding an empty chair, Ichigo lowered his brief case. I still have another hour, might as well get some shut eye. Sitting down on the chair, it didn't even take him a minute to fall asleep.
"High-school, we've been together since freshman year high-school and she dumps me juss like tha," Ichigo slurred taking another drink out of the bottle.
"I'm sorry man, I knew how much you cared about her," Grimmjow said frowning at his friend.
"I loved her, she was the one," Ichigo said almost falling out of the stool. Ikaku helped him stand, "There will be many 'ones' Ichigo." Ikaku helped his heart breaking friend up. "I think that's enough alcohol tonight for you Ichigo," Shinji said taking the bottle away from the orange haired man.
"Hey, I wasn done with tha," Ichigo attempted to glare at the man, but his vision was so blurry he couldn't tell where he was.
"Seven years… What the fuck am I suppose to do with the ring now?" Ichigo said to himself. "You know what?" Digging into his suit pocket, he pulled out a tiny box. Walking, well attempting to walk, to the trashcan, he tossed the box in it. "Are you sure you don't want a refund on that? It was quiet a rock," Yumichika added. Ichigo passed out.
"I just found out I'm pregnant Ichigo," a blonde haired girl said.
"W-What?"
"It's too late to get rid of it..." She sighed over the line.
"WHAT?"
"Yeah, I guess it's been six months and you aren't aloud to have abortions after the first three months."
"Why would you want to abort our child?" Ichigo yelled over the line.
"I was never planning on having a kid! I'm not taking care of it; I don't want to be a mother. I have a career to think about, I'm putting it up for adoption."
"Like hell you are Hami! I'm not letting a stranger raise my child, did you think I would be okay with this?"
"Go ahead! You can have full custody for all I care, just don't bring me in this!"
Looking at the steam rising from the cup, Ichigo looked back at the door. Not even a few minutes later, both his parents walked into the small café near the building he worked at.
"Hello my idiot son!" Ishin Kurosaki greeted.
"Morning Honey!" Masaki walked up to her son and gave him a hug. "You said you needed to talk?"
"Yeah, sorry for the late notice. I-I'm on my break, well I just got an important call and wanted to tell you in person…"
"What is it son?" Ishin saw this wasn't a laughing matter.
"I'm going to be a single father."
"No way! I'm going to be an aunt!" Yuzu ran up to her brother, "Oh thank you Ichigo!"
"Didn't know you had it in you Ichigo," Karin smirked.
"It'll be a boy," Ichigo smiled at his little sisters.
"Can I come over and change his diapers? And feed him? I CAN SEW HIM SCARFS AND CUTE LITTLE MITTENS!" Yuzu began to jump up and down. "I'm going to go start now!"
"Who knew berry would be the first one out of us to get a girl knocked up? And an ex at that too," the group of men laughed at the scowling man.
"A shot to that, you'll need it Ichigo," Ikaku handed him the bottle. "Yeah, yeah," the orangette mumbled before chugging the bottle.
"Good luck Ichigo." The girl took a sip of her tea. "I'm happy she wont be apart of your life and your sons life. You need someone who will actually be there for you."
"For me and a child? Rukia there aren't that many people like that in the world," Ichigo sighed into his cup. "Hey! I'm your best friend, that means I don't have the right to lie to you. And I promise you, you will find someone."
"Oh hell no are you playing match maker again, see what happened the last time you did that?"
"Sorry…"
Slowly opening his eyes, Ichigo looked at the wrist around his watch. 'The meeting will be in five minutes,' picking up his brief case, he walked to the large room. 'What nice memories…'
Walking to his chair, Ichigo took a seat. Not even a minute later, the room began to fill up. Hours of power points, arguing, and files later, the meeting began to come to an end.
"Meeting dismissed," A man with grey hair said in the front of the long table.
Nodding at his boss, Ichigo grabbed his suit case. "You coming out with us tonight Ichigo?" Shinji asked walking past his friend.
"Nah, not tonight, I have Mamoru now." Ichigo said with a smile. "Tell the little kid I said hi," Shinji said in a baby voice smirking.
"See you tomorrow," Ichigo turned away from his friends.
Knocking on the door, a girl with a bun opened it.
"Hi Ichigo!" She happily greeted.
"Hey Momo, I'm here to pick up Mamoru. Is your mom here?" Ichigo asked.
Shaking her head, Momo responded. "She went to work a few hours ago, Shiro and I were watching Mamoru."
"Thanks you two," Ichigo smiled down at the girl. "Here," Toshiro said bringing the child. Gently handing him over to Ichigo, he held his son. "Night you guys."
"Night," the two siblings responded in sync.
Looking down at his sleeping son, Ichigo couldn't stop the smile from appearing on his face.
Opening the door to his apartment, Ichigo looked down once more.
"I love you Mamoru," Ichigo whispered to his son, gently giving him a kiss on his forehead.
What did you think? I would love to know!
Quick question for all of you, I wasn't sure how I should bring Orihime into this story. Well, I really couldn't make up my mind... Anyways do you think...
a.) Single and or pregnant mother
b.) College student/ Coworker
c.) new neighbor
d.) other
thanks for the help!
until next time,
loverofliterature_111