This is my first try at slash so don't flame because if you're not into it don't read it. This is dedicated to on of my very best friends because she's been going through some tough times in her life and I know she absolutely adores this pairing. IchiHitsu al the way she says. –Chae
~~CxB~~
Wild childish laughter rings through the bright and languid streets of the Seireitei. It wasn't too late in the day that one couldn't find taicho and their subordinates training or simply walking happily through the streets. It also wasn't too late in the day that a small, devilishly quick on his feet and temperamental, orange haired child couldn't be seen flashing about in wild spouts of shunpo followed swiftly by his two female cousins one with deep black hair and the other with equally as orange hair as her elder cousin. They would by pass shinigami in wild races while only stopping because of the darkness settling onto the streets.
"Shun I do believe I saw little Ichigo running about today did he tag along for the day again to see Sensei?" Shunsui Kyoraku turns his vivid grey eyes to his best friend before smiling kindly in Jushiro's general direction. He lounges about languidly with an air of grace and ease around him.
"Hai Juu…he's grown quite a bit lately hasn't he?" The two men share a look before they laugh softly and Jushiro pours them each a cup of steaming tea. Shunsui sips at it in the quiet of the room.
Jushiro turns his eyes to the open doors across the room from them to stare at the sakura trees which were shedding their beautiful blossoms. "He'll grow to be a very handsome man Shun…he'll be flocked by countless people. He'll either be very humble and oblivious like you are or very cocky and prideful like his cousin is turning out." The pair share a small laugh as Shunsui states his desire for the former rather than the latter.
Shunsui Kyoraku was a man of noble upbringing skillfully trained under the man that is now is father-in-law. He was a man of simple tastes and although he acted rather laid back but a sense of being untouable settled around him. He was approachable to some aspect but one would often find themselves swallowing thickly and harshly at the thought of actually speaking to the man. His hair was longer than what it had been when he first met his precious wife, Mai, after being taken in along with Jushiro to be taught under Yamamoto. He kept it tied back at the name of his neck and wore a loose fitting shihakusho and taicho haori. His features were sharp and defined with little softness to them but they somehow gave a rather exaggerated air of attractiveness. While he was very noble and well aquainted with that aspect of his upbringing his only son was much the same as him.
The small boy, although still rather young in appearance and still having time to grow into his appearance, was taller than most his age with sharp features despite the childish pudginess still lingering on his face. He had piercing eyes much like his father but they were an odd honey brown that simmered with such brewing emotion and power. The boy would indeed be a striking man when he aged. Ichigo already carried himself with the same laid-back nature his father did but he also was a very kind and caring boy which were traits his mother carried heavily much like her sister Masaki. He was a good mixture of both Shunsui and his wife which would make for a killer combo when he too enters the Gotei 13. The female and male population would be hanging onto the boys every movement as if he were as god.
"Otou-san…" A vivid flash of orange is all Shunsui see before wrapping his arms around the squirming mass of giggling boy in his arms. He laughs lightly in an easy way that although much deeper in tone is much the same as the young boy laughing in his arms. "Jii-san was too busy too see me today so Karin-chan and Yuzu-chan played tag with me all day after we bugged Isshi-ji. Rangiku-san played with us for a little too until Isshi-ji told her to stop." The orange haired boy pouts cutely at his father before rolling his eyes and standing up to brush his hamaka and haori off in a very familiar way.
"If I didn't know he was your son from the beginning I would have no doubt in my mind every time he did that, Shunsui Kyoraku." Both the man in question and the bright haired boy turn to the door to see a woman dressed in a pristine kimono that held small sakura blossoms floating over it. Her silken orange hair was twisted down her head with a pink blossom tucked behind her left ear and a few strands of curly hair falling across her face and down by her ears.
Mai Kyoraku (nee Yamamoto) was slender in build with womanly curves that were both enticing but still petite and feminine. She was a small motherly type woman with long curling strands of orange hair that hung in loose waves to her hip bones when it wasn't tied back in an elegant twist that she almost always kept her hair in. She wore many kimonos most of them fine in quality but they didn't seem important to her. She didn't carry the same air about her that most noble woman did in fact her sister and her were near copies of one another except Mai was easily angered and very protective. The fire and power the small woman possessed was what initially drew Shunsui to her. Mai could take down any man, woman, or child with her eyes closed if they threatened her loved ones and she wouldn't break of buckle under any circumstances unless doing so would protect the few things she cherished more than herself, Ichigo and Shunsui.
"What can I say but my boy takes after his old man." Shunsui places a proud hand to his sons head and ruffles the hair there as his fukutaicho enter the room as well as Jushiro's.
"Taicho, I'm leaving for the night. Kyoraku-taicho will you be sure to get Ukitake-taicho back to the juusanbantai safely. We know how he gets with his sickness. Goodbye Mai-san and Ichigo-kun." Kaien ruffles the little orange haired boy's hair before leaving with Lisa behind him and a small Nanao clutching to Lisa's hand tightly.
"If Kaien wasn't so in love with his wife I'd say he and Lisa would do well together…" Mai stares thoughtfully after the pair as Jushiro brings up his insightful statement. Her honey brown eyes stare after them with a sad smile before she turns her dazzling gaze to her husband.
"Lisa-chan seems to be getting better after Nanao-chan joined your squad. She's taken quite the motherly role to the young prodigy. It's a shame Natsuhiko-chan passed away so young. He was such a vibrant young boy. Lisa-chan may never be the same, I'm afraid. I couldn't imagine losing a child left along both a child and a lover. I'm glad she's taken in her little sister though. From what I heard the poor girl has had a rather hard life." The trio nod all the while a small Ichigo listens silently with an arm wrapped around his father leg.