Disclaimer: Don't own Bleach. Kubo-sama owns Bleach and its characters/plot/towns/ect… I do own Soken (the child, not Uryuu's grandfather)

Warnings: Language. Injuries. Emo stuff. M!Preg mentioned.

A/N: Don't have to read Q and V to read this one. This chapter is a LOT of talking. I just wanted to revisit the children from Quinagami's and Virancars and also write a IchiIshi story.

IMPORTNAT NOTE: When Ichigo says So' he is talking about Soken which is his nickname for his son. So (so not So') sorry if it's confusing I put in the ' it would make it easier to read.

"Hurry up, hurry up," Uryuu sighed as his son, Soken, purposefully dragged his feet, "hurry up or Mommy is going to feed you peas for dinner."

Soken giggled as he lazily passed the door's threshold "Mommy never serves vegetables. He says they aren't good for a growing boy." The boy, despite Uryuu constantly telling him not too, hopped off their single step and dashed toward their car.

"Well Mommy is a liar then, isn't he?" Uryuu said while closing and locking the door to his modest apartment.

"Yup!" Soken said cheerfully. Uryuu, unlocking the door to their car with a button on his key chain, watched his boy climb into the seat. The back of Soken's sleek bright orange hair a constant reminder of his life gone astray and the one who caused it glistened even by the dismal streetlight. "Come on Daddy! You said to hurry up but now you're being slow!"

He smiled. The boy might have been an accident but he was not regretted; Uryuu loved him more than anything. How Kurosaki could stand being away from the child for occasionally weeks at a time was something Uryuu would never understand.

As he drove it began to rain heavily. Despite his wipers swishing at full speed he could barely see out the windshield for the rain. Light drizzle my ass, he thought. He should have never trusted the information given to him by that just-out-of University brat with large eyes and silky green tie who had probably spent the afternoon with the female anchor and not studying weather maps.

He narrowed his eyes in attempt to see the road more clearly. His senses were on high alert. The sound of splashing puddles, raindrops pounding on the roof, and his son talking animatedly to his imaginary friend beat against his eardrums like an odd and disorientating musical arrangement. Time seemed to have slowed to an excruciating pace. He swallowed hard as if anticipating something.

There was a blinding light and a loud crash.

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"Soken!" Uryuu shouted hoarsely flailing up from his lying position. He barely registered that his hands and arms were entangled in something.

"He's alright!" a familiar voice shouted, "Soken is just fine. Calm down, Ishida! Here, your glasses. Your glasses!"

Uryuu glanced around the room and saw that it was indeed a room. They weren't in the car anymore. "Soken!" he shouted again straining his parched throat in a panic.

"He's alright!" the voice said again. "Be quiet or you'll wake him!" A large hand holding his glasses appeared in front of his nose.

He shoved his glasses on his face and waited a second for his view, which was now mostly comprised of Kurosaki Ichigo, to come into focus. "Where is he?"

"Right over there," Ichigo said pointing to the bed beside them, "he wasn't injured just scared but he's sleeping now. Shit Ishida you almost knocked over the medical equipment."

"Excuse me for caring for my son, Kurosaki!" he snapped as best he could despite being overwhelmed with relief that his son was not hurt. Uryuu saw Ichigo roll his eyes as he handed him a cup of water.

"Like I don't? I care too! For the both of you," Ichigo said, "believe it or not. You shoulda seen the way I fought to get in here. Got the scratches and a bite mark to prove it. Luckily one of the nurses recognized my name as someone your father mentioned to her before. Turns out she was his secretary for a while so she gave him a call, we spoke, and since he and the director here are friendly…"

"Shut… up… Kurosaki," Uryuu mumbled between sips of water.

"Sorry, are you in pain? I can get the nurse for you."

"Yes I'm in pain but I don't want a nurse…"

"Don't be stubborn..."

"What happened, exactly?"

"With what?"

"The car accident, idiot! At least I believe that is what it was. I don't think Soken would look as peaceful as he does now if it had been a bomb or a hollow."

"Oh. Some dumb ass was driving the wrong way but luckily it was raining hard so he was driving hella slow."

"Yeah, lucky," Uryuu sighed, "Are you sure Soken's okay?"

"Yeah he is I mean he has some cuts on his knees but…"

"What?!" Uryuu tossed the cup into the air, "You said he wasn't injured!"

"No! I mean yes he wasn't! He wasn't injured in the accident! He was crawling on broken glass and that's what…!"

"What?!" Uryuu shouted and once again attempted to escape from the wired mess keeping him to the bed.

"You…you were unconscious! So' climbed from the back seat to the front to try and get you to wake up," Ichigo said as he struggled to keep Uryuu from leaping out of the bed, "Please calm down Ishida! He is okay. He was terrified, he was crying, and yeah he was cut up from some glass but he is fine. You're the one that's injured. You've got a concussion, and your head is cut up so you need to rest. You need to take it easy." Uryuu scoffed but stopped trying to rip the chords from his body; Ichigo sighed and sat on the edge of the bed as if afraid that if he moved to far away Uryuu would attempt to escape again, "it was heartbreaking watching him watch you sleeping in that bed. I didn't know how to comfort him."

"You say that like you actually care…"

"I do! I do care! I love Soken. I love my son. My son is my everything…"

"Then what was so important that you couldn't see him for a month?" Uryuu blurted out angrily, "Perhaps if you spent more time with him you would know how to comfort him when he is distressed. Where were you? Were you off in Soul Society? On vacation? What am I supposed to tell him when he asks why he can't see you? Should I say that you have more important things to do or that you like to pretend he never existed?! "

"That's not true! I would have seen him if I…!" Ichigo stopped mid-sentence, "just forget it! I love my son and I don't need to prove it or explain anything to you.."

Uryuu said nothing for a moment deciding whether or not it was worth the effort to push the subject. He wanted to know why Ichigo had suddenly skipped out on parenting duties. He had done it before but not for quite some time and therefore it seemed out of place to Uryuu. Eventually he decided his head hurt too much to argue and it was an argument he wouldn't win in his condition. "Well if that's all you have to say you best leave. You can see Soken next week…"

"No," Ichigo said matter-of-factly.

"Excuse me?"

"Next week? Yeah right. Tomorrow I'll be spending the day with our son and I'll also be watching over you. You've got a head injury and I'm not gunna wait around at home for another frantic call from our four year old saying 'Daddy's bleeding. Daddy won't wake up,'."

"He called you?" Uryuu asked, his pride swelling because his son thought of such a smart thing to do yet his stomach sinking at the thought of his son having to do such a thing.

"Yeah, how do ya think I found out about the accident? I'm not on your emergency contact list according to the hospital so the only way I coulda found out is from So' or your father."

"Ryuuken," Ishida said suddenly remembering something Ichigo said earlier, "you said Ryuuken authorized you to see Soken and me?"

"Yeah," he shrugged, "we talked on the phone and he was decent enough. He told me to take care of you guys. Guess he's forgiven me for knocking you up."

"Pfft. He never blamed you. He said it was my fault for disobeying his rules and associating with your kind," Uryuu said leaning against his pillow and closing his eyes.

"Hm, I miss those days."

"You mean fighting enemies and rescuing girls? Or associating with the Shinigami."

"No not that," Ichigo said sadly, "I mean I miss…we were pretty good friends ya know."

"We weren't…."

"We were dumb ass. In fact we were great friends. It's true we always argued but we were also always there for each other. Even when it wasn't the best time or was against the 'rules' we were always ready to lend one another a hand and I know," Ichigo said before Uryuu could interrupt, "I know I'm the one that screwed things up and not because I got you pregnant but because I was an ass to you when you were. Your life turned upside down and you were angry because you didn't know what was going to happen and or why you were in the situation in the first place and all I did was bitch and moan when you brought it up. I was a freaking idiot but I was scared. I had just turned 17 and had three kids on the way and one of those kids belonged to you of all people,"

"Oh me? Me of all people well excuse me, Kurosaki…"

"No. I mean it was you. Someone I really really cared about. Someone who I owed so much too. I wanted to talk to you Ishida but you and I have never done the talking thing very well and after So' was born you stopped talking to me almost completely. Hell, right now is the most we've said to each other since the end of the war."

"…Kurosaki…"

"Just…look what I'm trying to say is that I'm sorry okay?! I've wanted to tell you forever but I…I'm just so sorry," Ichigo buried his head in his hands in frustration, "I'm not sorry that our son was born but I'm sorry for not being there. I'm sorry for not making more of an effort. I'm sorry for not apologizing sooner. I'm sorry that I…"

"Kurosaki," Uryuu interrupted loudly.

"Yeah?"

"Cease your endless drivel. I've got a headache and I'm going to sleep."

Ichigo, head still in his hands, smiled for the first time in a long time.

TBC.... Thank you for reading :)