These drabbles are actually mundane ideas I had from my other fic 'Breaking the Twilight', involving Tensa and Starrk and Ichi dealing with certain situation! Enjoy!

Berry Angel by Boogermeister

1- Trouble (A/N: Takes place during the time after the final battle, for a week before going home to the real world)

Throughout the Kuchiki Manor, Tensa waddled through the wooden hallways. Rukia, suggested to look after him while Ichigo was still resting, followed closely behind as he continued to explore. "Wahh . . . .?" he mumbled when he came across a sliding door that was slightly opened. He curious as of what room was behind here, as he slipped inside.

"Tensa?" frowned Rukia as she followed, opening the door wide enough to walk in. Byakuya was kneeling on the floor while he was practicing calligraphy when he saw the toddler walking up to him, his subtly disapproving expression was underwhelmed by the child's oblivious smile. "Ah, sorry about this, Byakuya," Rukia smiled sheepishly.

"Like Ichigo Kurosaki, his son doesn't know much about one's privacy," he simply stated. Tensa blinked at him but smiled as he went back to Rukia.

"Rookee . . . .!" he said, grabbing her hand before pointing at the paper covered in flowing lines of ink.

"Oh, well Byakuya's doing calligraphy, Tensa," replied Rukia. "It's his form of fun."

"It is simply a hobby, Rukia," muttered the Six Squad Captain as he took on a new sheet of paper.

"Uh! Thahh . . . .!" he said, now pointing at a stack of new papers.

"Hmm . . . . do you mind if we stay here for a while, brother?" asked Rukia.

"As long as you don't bother me," Byakuya simply replied.

"All right, come here . . . ." Rukia led Tensa to a safe corner and took some supplies to him. "Here, Tensa . . . . you use this to draw," she instructed quietly as she helped him hold onto the ink brush. Tensa stared in fascination as the ink drenched the paper from the brush and giggled.

"Loh!" he smiled, it was just a squiggled line but it was more than enough for his young mind. With both hands, he then blotched the picture, looking like uneven circles around the line. "Yay . . . .!" he giggled.

"You want a new paper, Tensa?" smiled Rukia. He nodded and proceeded to create an erratic swipe across the paper. Byakuya momentarily glanced up from his work to see the child enjoying the activity. He was amused, at least internally, that someone appreciated the old art. Even if Tensa only saw them as bizarre lines.

2- Kodomo (A/N: a day or two after coming home to the real world)

Opening the door ever so quietly, Isshin took in the sight of the newest member of the Kurosaki family. Tensa was sleeping innocently underneath Ichigo's arm, as the teen was also sleeping with his body curled around him like a lioness. He couldn't believe, even after being told by Urahara days before the ultimate battle. But he didn't care as of how Tensa came into the world, as long as he was safe from harm.

Usuallly in the morning, Isshin would pounce on his son out of his own form of outlandish love. But with the sunlight beaming softly over them, it was like a Hallmark moment to the now grandfather's eyes. Walking up to the sleeping two, he knelt down to pet at Tensa's soft chestnut hair.

"Hmm . . . ." mumbled Tensa from the touch as he wiggled a little before slowly opening his eyes. He glanced up to see Isshin and blinked, he had a feeling to know this man. If Ichigo was all right with him, then he should too. "Huh?" he mumbled as he shifted his body to stare at him better.

"Hey . . . . do you know who I am?" Isshin muttered with a soft smile. Tensa babbled quietly, Ichigo breathed deeply in his sleep but didn't wake up as his father carefully pulled the toddler into his arms. "It's been a while since I last held a baby . . . ." he muttered, staring at the glistening chocolate eyes. "You got the same eyes as your mother . . . . and your grandmother."

"Ahh . . . ." Tensa smiled softly, reaching up to tug at his chin scratchy with beard stubbles.

"Hmm, you seem to know who I am now," he sighed.

"Hm? Dad . . . .?" mumbled Ichigo as he slowly woke up, rubbing his eyes and yawned softly as he sat up. "What're you doing here in my room?"

". . . . Can't I see my grandson first thing in the morning?" Isshin smirked lightly. "At least I didn't jump in with my Super Daddy-Love Kick."

"Tch, you idiot . . . ." Ichigo smiled lightly. Through tired eyes, he could feel the warm feeling inside of him at the sight of his young son being cradled by his father he hadn't seen for two years. "I wish I could take a picture of this . . . ."

"Really? Good thing I brought this with me," smiled his father as he took out a camera out of nowhere and tossed it to Ichigo. The teen blinked in surprise but sighed deeply, he should have expected this but was more than happy to snap the precious moment. "Maybe later, I could blow this up for a poster."

"Do it, and you'll have to eat outta a straw after I punch out your teeth."

3- Fast Food

From what he could remember, the food in Hueco Mundo was a lot different than the ones here. Soon after seeing his mother's friends, Tensa was brought along by Ichigo to a fast food restaurant. Despite having some teeth, he was gently scolded for wanting a burger. "Come on, Ichigo, let him eat it!" Keigo whined with usual exaggeration. "It's not like he'll turn fat within an hour!"

"It's a double bacon cheeseburger," frowned Ichigo. "He can't handle that now, his teeth are still coming in."

"Then let him drink some milkshake, babies like milk anyway!"

"That'll give him an upset stomach, idiot!" he scoffed.

". . . . Then feed him some fries, they're soft enough to eat," Mizuiro suggested, nonchalantly texting in his cellphone. Ichigo sighed in agreement and picked up a few.

"Come on, Tensa, you can eat these," he muttered. Tensa blinked at the yellow sticks and took it, it smelled good so it must taste good.

"Mmm . . . ." he mumbled as he gnawed at the fries in satisfaction.

"They're good, Tensa?"

"Hee," smiled Tensa. These food seemed to taste better than the ones back home.

4- Wintermint

Starrk was just as bewildered as Tensa. Thick white snow coated the town after last night's blizzard, the mid-day sun was causing the surface sparkle on the white stuff. "Th-arrk . . . . whahh?" asked the 19 month old.

"I don't even know . . . . they're different from the sand back home," he mumbled.

"Hey, you wanna go and play in the snow?" asked Karin when she noticed the two staring out of the living room window.

"People play in this cold weather?" Starrk questioned in confusion.

"It's not so bad, Starrk," sighed Ichigo as he picked up Tensa. "With enough energy, you wouldn't notice the cold."

"Then I don't have enough energy," he argued, but his opinions didn't matter as the teen dressed Tensa with a newly purchased coat. The outfit was so thick and plushy, the toddler whined softly when his arms were sticking outward. Ichigo attempted to pull them down, only for the arms to stick out again.

"Oh well . . . ." he sighed, putting a hat on him before getting the scarf.

". . . . Do I need to go outside too?" asked Starrk.

"Tensa's going out, I know you will too," he muttered. Tensa, with his face barely visible from the scarf and hat, waddled up to the former Espada and whined in discomfort. Since he had never seen winter before, he doesn't know how to feel wearing these outfits.

"I know, get used to it . . . ." he sighed.

"Here, you can borrow my Dad's coat," Ichigo smiled when he handed him a thick trenchcoat and a scarf. Starrk sighed tiredly, but the faster he goes through with it the faster he could go back to the house from the cold. As soon as the front door opened, the chilly wind breezed at their faces as they walked out. He cringed, how can humans get used to this, and for three and a half months a year?

"Eeeh . . . ." whined Tensa though he was being carried by his mother as they stepped through the front lawn, multiple footsteps crunched down the soft ice. "Mama . . . ."

"It's okay, Tensa," smiled Ichigo. "It's just snow, it won't hurt you."

"Tell that to people with frostbitten limbs," mumbled Karin. Ichigo rolled his eyes at that but carefully placed his son onto the snow. Tensa's eyes widened when he sunked down and whined again, clenching onto the arms that was holding him.

"It's okay . . . ." he reassured. "It's . . . . just like sand, remember? But this sand is just as fun." He picked up a handful and clenched it into a ball. "See? Snow's like sand but much more fun," he smiled. Tensa stared at the snowball then at him.

"Huh?" he frowned. He bent down to touch the cold matter, but grabbed a handful since his mother was brave enough to do it. "Oh . . . .!" he exclaimed in surprise, he made an impromptu snowball.

"Yay, Tensa made his first snowball!" smiled Yuzu, taking a camera out of nowhere to snap the moment.

"What the- where'd you get that from?" frowned Ichigo.

"Well, Dad said to capture every moment of Tensa!" she replied happily.

"Tch, Goat-Face's so annoying . . . ." Tensa stared down at the snowball and smiled, and was now wondering if it's like food as he attempted to eat it. "No, Tensa, snow's not food," Ichigo chastised gently as he patted the snow away from his hand. "You throw snow at people. You make a ball and throw it, like this . . . ." He tossed the ball at the former Primera square in the chest. Starrk sighed in annoyance, he was always the punching bag one way or the other.

"Yay . . . .!" smiled Tensa, he picked the snow and made a small ball. With all his might, he threw it though it was half a foot away from him. "Yay . . . .!" he smiled as he clapped his hands.

"Good job, Tensa!" smiled Ichigo as he followed suit. Starrk stared at the giggling toddler with a small smile on his face, he bent down to grasp at the snow. It truly was different from the cool sand of Hueco Mundo, but it wasn't so bad.

". . . . I realize something, he looks kinda like a hobo with that coat on," Karin said when she glanced at Starrk.

"Hobo?" Starrk questioned in slight confusion.

"Karin, he does not look like a hobo!" chided Yuzu.

"Come on, I could imagine him sitting underneath the bridge with a trashcan full of fire," she joked dryly.

"What's a hobo?" asked Starrk.

"Oh, just another name to call a homeless person," smirked Ichigo. His sister was right, with the coat he appeared a little homely. Starrk frowned at him and quickly made a snowball, tossing it at Ichigo. The teen quickly dodged it, only to hear a sound of glass shattering. ". . . . Uh-oh," he grimaced as he glanced up, the window of his father's clinic was now broken.

"Wow, you could make a good pitcher," complimented the black-haired teen.

"Yay . . . .!" giggled Tensa, clapping his hands.

"Yay nothing, Dad's gonna be pissed as hell," frowned Ichigo. And yet he was glad that his young son was enjoying himself.

5- Rookee

As promised, Renji and Rukia came to the real world for the check-up on Starrk. Though Ichigo stopped being associated with the Soul Society, he had to deal with their visits since the former Espada was still a high-level Arrancar even with the special gigai. It wasn't bad, half the time it was friendly visits. "Ah! Rookee!" Tensa squealed when they came by, hugging at her legs.

"Hey there, Tensa!" smiled Rukia. "You doing okay?"

"Oh come on," grumbled Renji. "We come here almost three times a months, how comes he doesn't know my name?"

"I dunno, Renji, maybe he has a true liking to me," shrugged the girl. "Can you show me where Starrk is, Tensa?"

"Yah!" beamed the toddler as he wandered off to the living room, Starrk was napping on the couch but woke up to see the two Soul Reapers. "Th-arrk! Rookee!" Tensa smiled, pointing only at Rukia much to the red-head's dismay.

"Hey there . . . ." muttered Starrk as he gave out a lazy wave. "So far, I've been sitting here and doing nothing. So . . . . guess that's it."

"Well . . . . another job done," sighed Renji, dusting at his hands as if he actually done something.

"Yeah, seems like we're doing this as an excuse to get outta duty," she sighed. "Guess that means we could play with Tensa, right?"

"Yay . . . .!" smiled Tensa. He then wandered to the kitchen, where Ichigo was looking through the cupboards for a cup. "Mama, Rookee!" he informed, pointing at Rukia again.

"Hey, guys," greeted Ichigo.

"Ichigo, you need to do something with that kid of yours," frowned Renji.

"Why? What're you talking about?" he frowned back when he found what he was looking for and filled it with juice.

"He acts like he doesn't know me, whenever we come around all he see is Rukia."

"So? I wish I don't know you either," he shrugged.

"Renji's just jealous that a baby has my attention and not him," smirked Rukia.

"Wha- why would I be jealous of a little kid?" scoffed the red-head. "So what if he's cute, and have a cute smile, and have a cute personality-"

"Pathetic, Renji," Ichigo sighed mockingly as he drank. "What have Tensa done to you besides 'stealing' Rukia away?"

"Not knowing my name," he frowned as he crossed his arms.

"Fine . . . . Tensa."

"Huh?" muttered Tensa as he glanced up.

"That's Renji, can you say his name?" he asked softly.

"Ahh . . . . Rookee?" he frowned as he pointed at Rukia once again.

"No, the guy next to Rukia," he rephrased. Tensa stared at Renji, but the only sound came out of him was a confused drawl. "Hm, I don't get it . . . . he knows everyone's names. Tensa, can you say Yuzu?"

"Yuh-zu," replied Tensa.

"Karin?"

"Kah-ween."

"Starrk?"

"Th-arrk."

"Rukia," he said.

"Rookee," repeated Tensa.

"Renji?"

"Wha . . . ." Ichigo scratched his head, this doesn't make any sense. Even when he started talking, he would try to learn people's names. He even knew Grimmjow by calling him 'Geh-Geh'.

"I'm stumped," he sighed as he shook his head.

"Well, guess that can't be helped then," sighed Renji.

"Yeah . . . . come on, Tensa," smiled Rukia. "I think that show about monkeys is coming on in a few minutes."

"Monkee . . . .?" muttered Tensa then he smiled. "Monkee! Monkee!" Then, out of nowhere, he pointed at Renji with so much ethusiasm. "Monkee!" he smiled, and Renji went rigid with shock.

"The hell?" he frowned in annoyance. "He just called me a monkey!"

"Monkee!" smiled Tensa, clapping his hands.

"Nice effort!" smiled Ichigo as he clapped as well.

"Don't encourage him!" he scoffed.

"Why not? You were just whining that he doesn't know your name," joked Rukia.

"Now that I think about it, your zanpaku-tou's spirit is a monkey," smirked Ichigo.

"Damn it, I hate you guys so much . . . ."

"Monkee . . . ." smiled Tensa as he went up to Renji and hugged at his leg. Renji blinked at the action before relaxing in defeat and petted at his head. At least the kid finally acknowledged him.

6- Trouble 2

It must the luckiest day of Tensa's little life. When Ichigo came across some of the Captains, his son's eyes widened in amazement at the sight of Komamura. Not ever he had seen a 9'5" person with a wolf face. "Mama . . . .!" he gasped as he stared at Komamura nearby.

"Hm? You want to see Komamura, Tensa?" muttered Ichigo. Tensa responded back with a beaming smile. "All right . . . . hey, Komamura!"

"Hm, something the matter, Ichigo Kurosaki?" questioned the seventh Captain when the teen came up to him.

"Actually, Tensa here's curious about you," he replied, as Tensa smiled in curiosity. "I'm not sure if he thinks that you're a real dog."

"Oh, is that right?" he questioned, his golden eyes gazed down at the young toddler back in interest. "A child like him would be curious."

"Mahh . . . ." Tensa smiled as he reached up to touch at his muzzle.

"Hmm . . . . pardon my any offensive words, but you would never think that he's Aizen's child," he muttered. Ichigo flinched slightly at the mention but relaxed, honestly the child was well liked by the Soul Reapers here. Being raised by Ichigo meant better life for him rather than in Hueco Mundo as a weapon. "May I . . . .?"

"Yeah, go nuts," shrugged Ichigo. Instantly, Tensa squealed happily as he stared face-to-face with the wolf-faced Captain in his large hands. He saw his ears and tugged at it, it was so soft and furry. "To be honest, he enjoy being around those who are obviously bigger than him," Ichigo smiled a little. "Maybe that's part of the reason."

"I see . . . ."

"Yay . . . .!" giggled Tensa. To his eyes, the furry monster was so cool.

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