Hey peeps, this is my first ever fan fic. I personally don't think I'm any good at telling stories, so bear with me. Criticism is appreciated.
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach. If I did, like many other fans, Ichigo and Rukia would have a been together a long time ago. She probably would've been prego by now.
Characters will be a bit o/c Little one-shot rated k
9 AM
Walking into the room, Ichigo couldn't believe his eyes. Rukia was holding their newborn son. That wasn't so unusual. What was unusual was the fact that their son was in a Chappie costume.
"Rukia? What are you doing?" Ichigo asked, eye twitching.
Not looking up, Rukia said in her most annoying voice, "Doesn't he look just like Chappie? Yes he does! Yes he does! Ye...!" The world goes black.
...
Shuddering and screaming, Ichigo wakes from the scary dream in which Rukia had their son dressed like Chappie, and gives a sigh of relief wiping the sweat on his forehead. "Whew. Glad that was a dream."
Looking at the alarm clock and seeing that it was 9 in the morning, Ichigo decided to get up and go see his son and give him a good morning kiss.
Getting ready to open the door to his son's room, Ichigo felt a shiver go down his spine similar to one he'd get when a hollow was close by, he threw the door open, prepared to defend his son. What he wasn't prepared for was what he actually saw.
His son, cooing, happy and safe in his mother's arms.
Dressed as, you guessed it, Chappie.
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!"
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So, how was it? Be honest! Please R&R :)