Hello everyone, I'm Just shipping, cause I really ship fandoms. I'm a huge Ichiruki fan and I refuse to acknowledge that ending that must not be named! :[

I am visiting since a long time and always had some ideas but I never took action for it. Until these last days, I had to study but I only was having some Ichiruki scenario's in my head, so then I thought that maybe now is the time to take some actions.

I wrote this story but be warned, English is not my native language, so I hope that this story is nice to read and please bear with me.

Author note: I do not own Bleach, if I did, well then…ICHIRUKI!

The tall, orange-haired man gave a smirk while watching his wife washing the dishes, while she was singing. He always loved to hear her sing whenever she thought that no one was around. Sure, she sang in front of him and their son, but that would be something at their request. But when she was alone, or at least when she thought that she was alone, she would sing whatever she wanted. Albeit a childish rabbit song, a hit song or a sensual song, or some crazy song as that Apple-pen song. Seriously, she would sing whatever would come on her mind.

Her voice made him come back to the real world.

''Are you going to keep staring at me from behind or what?''

He grinned noticing she still had not turned around and walked towards her. When he was close behind he wrapped his arms around her waist and started to nuzzle her neck.

''Can't blame me for that, I just got home to see my son doing his attempt at dancing while trying to sing along with that stupid rabbit'', this made him earn a elbow-hit on his gut but he still continued; ''And my wife giving me quite the view with her gorgeous figure and her beautiful voice.''

She blushed and turned around to wrap her arms around his neck, her violet eyes burning into his amber eyes, beaming at him. ''Oh, so he is doing it again?''

Ichigo grinned while nodding, gave her a sweet but passionate kiss and grabbed her arm to pull her with him to the living room where their son was, a chubby orange-haired boy who was in his own Chappy world, only wearing a onesie with his diaper, supporting his weight on the table to step his feet up and down while gurgling along with the Chappy song.

The gurgling looked a lot like singing.

''I swear, as much I hate that rabbit, it makes me happy to see how happy it makes our son.''

Rukia let his hate-comment about Chappy slide, because she agreed, seeing how happy Chappy made their son, made her heart swell up in love and happiness.

It has been a week since the baby started to stand up while supporting on something, or her or Ichigo and trying to dance and sing. And she could not get tired of that sight. She felt blessed to be his mother and Ichigo's wife. And she knew that Ichigo felt that same way, not only would he show that, but he would also tell her that.

Ichigo wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and shuffled with her, along with the music.

Rukia chuckled and turned her face to face him. ''So he has my singing and your dancing?''.

Ichigo chuckled in acknowledgement. ''Well, he has your singing, yes. But I hope that his dancing will be a lot better than mine, now it's just amazing to see how he is trying to dance. But I hope that he will get your dancing too.''

''Oh really, Kurosaki-sama?''.

''Really, Kurosaki-san!''.

Just then they heard a shriek along with laughter.

Both looked at their son and saw him watching them with his wide amber eyes. He was giggling at seeing how both of his parents were there with him and laughingly let himself fall onto the ground to crawl towards them.

When he was in front of them, he held the skirt of his mother's dress and pushed himself up. Rukia took a hold of both of his chubby hands and swayed a bit from side to side, while humming along. This made him smile and then he looked up to see his father, who had bend down and let one of his hand free out of his mother's hold, to take a hold of his father's hand.

This made Rukia bend down too and now the family of three were holding each other's hand while they were swaying from side to side.

The baby laughed and then yawned. His father, while picking him up, stood up and walked towards the couch. Rukia joined them too and this made their son crawl to sit in the middle of both his parents. Now he was sitting on one leg of his mother and on one leg of his fathers. He was pointing towards the cartoon-figures on TV, while gurgling in his own baby-language. It looked as if he was explaining to his parents who those figures on TV were and what was happening.

Ichigo looked at Rukia and threw his arm around her shoulder, to pull her more at his side. The baby leaned on both of his parents while still watching Chappy on TV.

Ichigo closed his eyes and sighed in happiness. He would always feel complete whenever he was somewhere with his wife and their son just doing the simplest things.

''Rukia''

''Hmmm''

''Are you happy?''

''What kind of weird question is that, Ichigo? Are you okay?''

''Of course I am okay, more than okay! Sitting with just you and Ichiro makes me happy and you know that!''

''Well baka, then why are you asking if I'm happy? You know that being your wife and his mother makes me more than happy. So don't ask such foolish questions, baka!''

Ichigo wanted to reply but was stopped by doing so when he felt something.

Looking down he saw that their son had turned around to lean his cheek towards Ichigo's chest and while sucking his thumb, he was drifting towards sleep.

Rukia looked at this sight lovingly and whispered. ''I count my blessings everyday and the reason why I have them is you, Ichigo. You make me happy along with Ichiro.''

Ichigo gazed at her lovingly, he did not want to move cause then Ichiro would wake up and then he would give his tantrums. Sure, he was a lovely baby, but he had a temper whenever he had to sleep, so if he fell asleep this easy, then why would Ichigo be that stupid to disturb him?''

As if reading his mind Rukia told him to wait and when they were sure that he was deep asleep, then they could put him in his crib.

After putting him in his crib, Ichigo walked towards their bedroom where Rukia was preparing herself for bed. He checked the baby monitor, shut of the lights and let himself fall on his wife.

Rukia groaned and tried to push him of; ''Kami, Ichi. Get off, you're heavy.''

Ichigo started to lick her neck; ''Don't overreact, Rukia. You never complain while having sex, besides I have to show to you how happy I am.'' He looked up at her to give her a boyish smile.

Rukia rolled her eyes; ''I can feel that already, Ichig-.''He bit her pulse which made her gasp and when he felt her panties, his grin became mischievous; ''I can feel your happiness too, come, let's make each other happier.''

Rukia could not help but agree with him and wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him more towards her and the couple started to kiss each other passionately.

Please leave some comments for me so I know what I should do and I hope you did like this story, cause I have some more ideas.

Please do let me know.