Penalty Kick
Chapter 2: I'll Be...
Renji sat at the breakfast table with a spoon of cereal in one hand while balancing a feeding six month old against his chest and other arm. The red head's hair was still braided and he was wearing a white bandana this morning over his head.
The dark haired toddler against his other arm cooed at him as he drank his bottle.
"He really needs to be in his high chair Renji." Ichigo nagged as he sat down at the other side of the table.
Renji took a bite of oatmeal and looked up. "I think he's fine. Besides it's almost finished." He replied as the bottle was dropped unceremoniously to the floor and little hands reached for a smaller bowl of oatmeal on the table.
"He eats just like you do." Ichigo noted with a light laugh and a smile.
"Well I am his - Hey!" he shouted as he put his spoon down and gave Takahiro a spoon full of baby oatmeal.
Ichigo laughed to himself as he ate his rice and eggs.
Takahiro looked at the now empty spoon expectantly. His mouth was open and yet there was not more food being given.
Renji went back to feeding his son. "Don't listen to your Uncle he doesn't know what he's saying."
After a few minutes Takahiro rejected the cereal and turned his head away from his father.
"Well that was quick." Renji commented as he placed the little spoon down and went back to eating his oatmeal.
Takahiro whined to be put down.
Renji placed the boy in his stomach and Takahiro laid there looking out. The red head shook his head and turned back to eating his oatmeal.
"We've contacted the man you knocked out's family..." Ichigo said after a few quiet moments. "They'll be here in about half an hour to retrieve him."
Renji nodded, "Is he even awake?" He asked as he ate more cereal.
Ichigo nodded. "He was up this morning. I gave him some oatmeal and juice. He had a good appitite and said the dizziness is gone."
"Good."
"The strenght in your legs must be building up again..." Ichigo began not looking directly at the red head. " Are you considering taking Byakuya's offer seriously?"
"Kuchiki wants me to play for him. I was a first string pick a year ago before the accident..." Renji replied quietly looking at Takahiro who had managed to crawl to the baby gate that kept him from wandering onto the stairs.
"You did-"
"I know I didn't have too... But it's been easier this way. Besides I did go to university to get a degree, right?" He asked quietly.
"People with less run corporations just as big as the one you might inherit." Ichigo replied as he picked up their now empty dishes and went to the sink.
"That doesn't really matter." Renji replied finishing his juice and then putting the cup in the sink.
He walked across the room and picked up Takahiro. "We're going to see Grandma and Grandpa today are you excited?"
The toddler giggled as his dad carried him up the stairs.
Ichigo shook his head and then proceeded into the clinic side of the home to check on his patient.
Shuuhei looked up when he heard a knock on the door. "Come in..."
"Hello," Ichigo said as he walked into the room. "Are we feeling better Mr. Hisagi?"
"The food helped." Shuuhei replied looking over at the empty food tray at the side table.
"I was able to contact a Mr. Muguruma using the phone number you gave me and he is on the way to pick you up." Ichigo informed him.
Shuuhei sighed. Of course it was Kensei he spoke too. Why couldn't Shinobu or Tousen have picked up the phone? he grumbled internally. Kensei always over reacted to everything.
"Is something wrong?" Ichigo asked as he picked up the food tray.
"No, it's nothing." Shuuhei replied resting his eyes.
"I'll bring him in once he arrives." Ichigo informed him. "Then you'll be discharged."
Shuuhei nodded. His mind wandered to when Kensei would arrive and if he'd see the redhead named Renji again.