When a Kurosaki got a Marker
She took the cap off and the pungent smell wafted to her nostrils. An evil grin appeared on her face as she carefully brought the tip of the red marker close to the face of her victim in front of her. He was asleep and yes, it was a good, no scratch that, great chance for her to make him understand that she can draw. Not just doodle, but draw, and to payback at him for laughing at her drawings yesterday.
Slowly and carefully, she put the red round tip on his skin and made a small circle then began to colour it. She was deep in her own world of imagination when he suddenly grunted. She quickly retracted her hand, hid it behind her back and went as stiff as a pole. She didn't even dare to breathe. Fortunately, he didn't wake up from his dreamland. He only stirred and shifted his position. Seconds later, she heard his familiar light snores.
She waited for another minute. Seeing that he was still in deep sleep, she reproduced the marker and continued with her disturbed work. She coloured the now medium-size circle and made it bigger. She took a good look at the new colour addition on his face. Satisfied with her job, she capped the marker and put it aside.
Then, she took another marker. This time, a black-tip one. She quickly demonstrated her drawing skills on his skin; making squiggles and dots. A minute later, she finished her painting. She recapped her marker and enjoyed her masterpiece. She gave him a small kiss on his cheek before grabbing her drawing tools and jumping back to her bed.
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The sun ray was burning his eyes. He tried to stay asleep, blocking the light with his hand but it was too shiny for his liking. He sighed and reluctantly got out of his bed. He glanced at clock; nine in the morning. It was definitely the time for him to get out of the bed, even though it was weekend. He grabbed his towel and walked into the bathroom. As usual, he started his morning shower with brushing his teeth. He took his toothbrush and stood in front of the mirror. And then, he screamed.
Rukia was making breakfast when she heard her son's scream. Seconds later, her son came running into the kitchen, crying his eyes out. She couldn't believe what she saw later. Ryuu's face was adorned with a bright red nose and three pairs of whiskers. That instant, Rukia knew it. That had to be Masaki's handiwork. Rukia shook her head; that little girl of hers.
"Come here," Rukia called her son.
She knelt on the floor, to level with her son. Ryuu came trotting to his mummy, still crying. Rukia gave him a small smile as he went into her arms. The cold boy snuggled until he found a comfortable position.
"Did Masaki do this to you?"
Ryuu shrugged. "I dunno. When I woke up, it's already like this! I look hideous!"
"You don't look hideous. In fact, you look so cute," Rukia pinched his nose playfully. Then she added, "Much cuter than usual and I really love your new whiskers here!" Rukia planted a kiss on his son's super bright red nose.
It was true about Ryuu's new look. With his brigt red nose and whiskers, together with his spiky orange hair, Ryuu looked a lot like a lion cub. A very cute lion cub.
"You do?" his midnight-blue eyes lighten up and a smile crept on his face. Rukia nodded. She wiped away his tears which made the 'young cub' smile even bigger.
"Let's clean your face first. Then, you brush your teeth and have breakfast together with me; I made blueberry pancakes for you."
However, before Rukia could clean her son's face, her husband came in.
"What the hell happened to you, Ryuu?" Ichigo's eyes went huge as a saucer and then, he laughed out loud. He even had to clutch his abdomen to stop himself from dying of laughter.
Ryuu pulled his face. "Daddy! It's not funny! Don't laugh!" and Ichigo continued on laughing.
His son was too cute! How he could stop laughing when his son looked a lot like Kon, minus the whiskers? Ichigo came to his wife and took his son into his arms. The father gave his son a kiss on his red nose and Ichigo still continued on laughing. The child ignored his daddy.
"Mummy, why is daddy laughing?" suddenly a new voice joined in their joyful moment.
It was Masaki, Ichigo and Rukia's second child. Their daughter was still sleepy. She was probably awakened ny Ichigo's laughing. The three of them turned their attention to the little girl.
"Masaki, did you do this to your brother?" Ichigo asked. He struggled to sound as serious as possible.
The child tried to look innocent with her big amber eyes. "...yes?"
"Why?" Rukia asked, even though somewhere inside her, she already knew the answer.
"Because he said my drawing sucks and ugly!" Masaki replied. She still had her super innocent face on and she sounded very serious.
"I didn't!" Ryuu defended himself.
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Kids!" Ichigo intervened. His children quickly quiet down.
"Kurosaki Ryuu Ichiro, did you or did you not say those words to your sister?"
The afore mentioned child looked at his father and mother before quietly muttered, "Yes... But I did not say it's ugly! I only said that it wasn't pretty and it looks funny!"
Ichigo scrutinised his son's face. His famous frown was in place and yet, he could only stay serious for a mere ten seconds. Then, he cracked up and laughed. How could he be like his brother-in-law when his son's face was too cute. Ryuu's sad expression just made him looked way much cuter and too adorable.
"Daddy!" the child tried to make his father quit laughing.
"Sorry honey! But you should see your face." Ichigo replied as he put his kid down, afraid that he might fall if he continued on laughing.
"Hmmpphh!" was all he replied.
"Ryuu, why did you say all the bad things on your sister's drawing? I thought we already discussed this and I made myself super clear not to say those bad words to your sister," Rukia asked as her husband still couldn't stop laughing.
"Because it's true?" Rukia sighed. This little guy in front of her, too much of his daddy's gene.
"Even if it was true, you shouldn't say bad words to your sister or anyone else."
"Buuttt..."
"No buts. Apologise to your sister, and Masaki," Rukia turned to her daughter, "Say sorry to Ryuu-nii-san for using his face as a sketchbook."
Both kids reluctantly followed their mother's instruction.
"Now, you can go for shower. Masaki, help your brother to clean up his face, okay?" Ryuu nodded and went to his en suite bathroom. His sister followed..
Rukia gave her husband a quick slap on his arm. "Stop laughing, idiot! You'll hurt your son's feeling!" she hissed.
"Sorry! It's your fault. She got your genes, you did that to me when we first met, remember?"
Rukia sighed. "...Yeah. And Ryuu has your super evil comments on Masaki's drawing."
Ichigo grinned. "I can't help it. Your drawing sucks, waaaaay uglier than Masaki."
And he just pushed the wrong button.
Rukia produced a marker from God-knows-where and she quickly drew lines on his face.
"AAAhhhh~ Rukiaaa!"
"Good for you. Say my drawing sucks again, and I'll draw more on your face!" Rukia grinned and left to attend her children.
Ichigo grumbled and tried to remove the permanent ink. Ten minutes later, he still couldn't remove it. Then, he heard a gasp. He turned and saw his daughter.
Her face filled with amusement and a big smile formed on his face.
"Nii-saaaaaan! Daddy looks like you! Big liiiiooooonnnn!" the girl shouted and her brother came running in towel with Rukia following him as she trying to dry up his wet hair and face which still had his 'young cub' make-up.
The two kids went into a laughing fit after Ichigo's face registered into the kids' mind. Ichigo could only be patient with his family and cursing silently at his wife.
A/N: So how was it? I just fully addicted to Bleach after manga marathon since a week ago. Chapter 1-460! xD Don't forget to drop something for me~
p/s: I don't like Rukia's new haircut! Byakuya-nii-sama cheap haori looks so good on him!