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It had been established that Ichigo's day sucked. Math tests, Hollows, a wierd dude in gas mask, and a beat-down from Rukia had proven that fact. So, walking home from school with Rukia, Ichigo couldn't help but dread whatever was coming next. Battered and bruised, he looked over at Rukia, who was still giving him the cold shoulder. She had still been mad at him when he caught back up with her after his beating, and he had figured this out by recieving a black eye. Not wanting any further trouble, he resolved to apologize.
"Rukai..." Ichigo sighed. She didn't respond, but instead kept walking. "I'm sorry." Rukia slowed down slightly, but remained silent. "I said I was sorry," he repeated with a louder tone.
"I heard you," she replied. The temperature around her dropped greatly.
"So you're going to stay mad at me, then?" Ichigo asked. No answer. "Hmph," he grunted. "Alright then..."
And so they continued their journey back to Ichigo's house. Without a word, they walked down the sidewalk and neared his front door. He would go inside, check to see what his family was up to, and then go open his window for Rukia to crawl through. It was the same plan as always. Now he just had to go inside, act normal, and-
SLAM!!!!
"ICHIGO!" the door flew open, revealing the infuriated form of Isshin Kurasaki. "WE NEED TO TALK!"
Ichigo assumed a fighting stance, while Rukia stood rooted to the spot in terror and shock. "ABOUT WHAT?" Ichigo roared.
"SEVERAL THINGS!" Isshin barked. "YOUR SCHOOL CALLED!"
"Uh oh..." Ichigo knew this was going to end badly.
"They told me you got into a fight," Isshin pointed at Ichigo's black eye. "WHILE SKIPPING SCHOOL!" he threw a punch, which Ichigo easily ducked beneath. "Ooooh, nice... BUT... They also said you were skipping school... WITH HER!" Isshin pointed at Rukia, who was still standing dumbstruck a few feet behind Ichigo.
"WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT, OLD MAN!?" Ichigo screamed.
"It wasn't that hard for me to put two and two together..." Isshin stated grimly. Ichigo and Rukia both stared at him in shock. "I should have known by now... How could I be so blind...? With the information your school gave me, I was able to figure out EXACTLY what is going on!"
"And that would be?" Ichigo's eye twitched for the 18th time that day.
"YOU BOTH SKIPPED SCHOOL!" the burning flames of Hades raged in Isshin's eyes, "AND THAT MAKES ME ANGRY!" He threw several punches at Ichigo, which he easily dodged. "AND YOU DID IT TO GO ON A DATE!" he pointed an accusing pinger at Rukia, who blushed slightly, but was still confused as to what was going on, "AND THAT MAKES ME HAPPY!"
"What?" Ichigo raised an eyebrow.
"YOU'RE FINALLY STEPPING UP AND BEING A MAN, SON!" Isshin gave Ichigo a bone-crushing hug. This lasted approximately 2/3 of a second before Ichigo threw him off.
"YOU'RE CRAZY!" Ichigo screamed.
"But..." Isshin scrambled back to his feet, "YOU GOT INTO A FIGHT! AND THAT MAKES ME MAD!" He attempted to kick Ichigo in the face, but Ichigo grabbed his foot and hurled him to the ground. "But..." Isshin got back up, "YOU DID IT TO PROTECT THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE!" Isshin pointed at a still dumfounded Rukia once again, "AND THAT MAKES ME PROUD!"
Once more, Isshin gave Ichigo a hug. "I'M GLAD I RAISED YOU UP TO BE A GENTLEMAN, SON!"
"GET OFF ME!" Ichigo hurled Isshin into a nearby tree. "YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT!"
"Ichigo..." Rukia waved at him, catching his attention. "There's no use hiding it anymore. He obviously knows the truth..."
"Eh?" Ichigo squeeked. He thought Rukia was going insane, but a wink from her told him otherwise. "Oh... yeah... I guess you're right, Rukia..."
"I KNEW IT!" Isshin jumped back to his feet. "I'M SO PROUD OF YOU SON!" he sobbed as tears of joy ran down his face. "But you're grounded for skipping school," he stated with a smile.
"GYA!" Ichigo screamed in frustration. "WHY ARE YOU SO WIERD?!"
"Because that's how dads are supposed to be!" Isshin laughed. "Now come inside. There is somebody I want you to meet. Rukai can come in too, of course."
"Huh?" Ichigo stared at his father, then smirked. "Did you hire a Psychologist or something?"
"Actually, yes," Isshin replied, causing Ichigo's face to contort into a confused grimace. "He's got osme experience in the field... But I hired him to do odd jobs around the clinic. Come on, he's in the living room..." Isshin went on inside, leaving Rukia and Ichigo both standing confounded by everything that had just occured.
"Why me?" Ichigo sighed.
Rukia shrugged. "I dunno. But we might as well play along, around your Dad and family at least..."
"Oh?" Ichigo raised an eyebrow. "Why don't we just erase his memory?"
"We've done that 27 times," Rukia frowned. "Any more and we may start deleting important things along with the memories, like how to talk, or walk, or-"
"If we can un-potty-train him, I will do it as many times as it takes," Ichigo grinned wickedly.
"Lets not go down that road..." Rukia shook her head. "Come on, we might as well go on in..."
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Ichigo and Rukia walked into the living room, expecting some old bald guy or something. Instead, they found Isshin talking to a guy in a brown suit and red tie. He had short blonde hair, a beard, and green eyes. "Ah, the lovebirds are here!" Isshin grinned, causing Ichigo to grind his teeth. "Meet our newest employee... Our only one, actually..." The man stuck his hand out to Ichigo.
"Hello," Ichigo accepted the handshake, and felt a strange sense of Deja Vu. "I'm Ichigo Kurasaki."
"And I'm Mr. Hunt," the man smiled. Ichigo immediatly recognized the voice.
"Y-y-y-YOU!" Ichigo pointed his finger directly in the man's face. "ITS YOU! THAT "H" GUY! WHY ARE YOU HERE!?"
"ICHIGO! THAT IS NOT HOW WE TREAT GUESTS!" Isshin jumped in the air and delivered a spinning roundhouse kick to the center of Ichigo's face, sending him soaring across the room and into a wall.
"It's alright..." Mr. Hunt smirked, "He has me confused with somebody else. Isn't that right, Ichigo?"
"Grrr..." Ichigo growled at the man from his upside down position against a wall. After a few seconds, Mr. Hunt winked.
"Right, Ichigo?" he repeated.
"Grrr... Yeah... Sorry..." he could barely bring himself to say those words out of sheer anger. 'Why is this guy here?! He's a total wierdo! And now he's working for us?! He's probably enjoying watching me suffer!' Ichigo thought.
"Well then!" Isshin clapped his hands together, "I'll go get Yuzu to fix us up something to eat! Play nice!" And with that, Isshin darted from the room.
"Soooo," Mr. Hunt helped Ichigo off the floor. "I sense we got things off on the wrong foot, Mr. Substitute Soul Reaper..."
Ichigo's day was like a bottomless pit. Now matter how far down it seemed to go, it continued to decend further.
Poor Ichigo. He just can't catch a break!