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"You're pregnant?" Ichigo exlaims, a shocked look on his face

"Yes," replied Rukia in her usual calm voice. "4 weeks pregnant. Ichigo, are you ok? You look like you are going to faint."

Ichigo did in fact feel like he was going to faint, but decided instead to smack his face into the wall repeatedly. He didn't even know how this could have happened. He had tried to be as careful as possible but it seems like one night, he just forgot to use anything.

"Well, I suppose we will have to get through this together and not tell my dad about it," Ichigo said just as his father raced round the corner, a cake in his hand.

"ICHI-GO!" Ishin yells, running straight for his son. "I HEARD RUKIA WAS...WWAAAHH" Ishin trips over his feet in his own excitement and falls flat on the ground, and landing face first in the cake he was carrying.

Ichigo walks up to him, and prods him with his foot. "Dad?" Ichigo asks, a slight hint of concern in his voice. Getting no response, Ichigo decides to prod harder and harder. "Dad, get up now!" Ichigo demands. Reaching the limit of his patience, he brings back his leg, and swings his foot towards Ishin's ribs as hard as he can. "Get. UP!" Ichigo roars as his foot connects with his father's side, sending him flying down the hallway.

"Why, Ichigo, whyyyy!?" Ishin cries as he flies back.

Ishin crashes into the wall at the end of the hallway and Yuzu pokes her head out of her room to see what's happening. "Dad found out about Rukia then?" She asks as Ishin tries to stand up on shaky legs.

"Yeah," Ichigo grunts. "Look, we need to talk about this, so leave us alone. Come on, Rukia, let's go to my room."

"That's what got you here in the first place," Ishin calls after them, howling at his own joke.

"So," Ichigo says. "How do you want to do this?"

"What do you mean?" Rukia asks, a confused look on her face. "I always thought raising a baby was easy. It just grows in my belly for a while, then the doctors take it out when it's ready and we get to raise an adorable child. I just hope his hair doesn't turn out the same colour as yours."

"Hey," Ichigo cries, stroking his spiky orange hair. "My hair is just fine. Better than boring old black hair anyway."

"If you say so," Rukia says, a cruel smirk on her face. "But lets just agree right now, we don't let the child see us as shinigami. I don't want him to have that kind of danger in his life."

"Ok," Ichigo says, softly. "But I don't know if I trust Kon to look after it while I'm gone"

"Don't worry," Rukia laughs. "I'll make sure Kon doesn't harm the baby at all."

Ichigo laughs and hugs into Rukia. "I'm sure we'll manage to raise this kid to be the best kid in the universe."

Rukia looked up into Ichigo's eyes, and saw in them the same look she saw when he saved her from her excecution. She reaslised in that moment that Ichigo would be a great dad.

A/N: Well, this is my first IchiRuki fic, sorry that it's a little bit short. I hope you enjoyed it, I know I enjoyed writing it. I will continue this story right up to the birth of their child so I'm going to start a competition now. I need a baby name, and whoever can give me the best baby name shall get a special shout out from me and I shall also dedicate the final chapter of this story to them. So send in your baby names, the deadline in till the last chapter. I will tell you in the second last chapter to stop sending in baby names and then it's a tense wait to see who has won the baby name contest. Well, please review cause I want to know where I can improve. Thanks guys :)