A/N: So people wanted an epilogue… Merry Christmas/ Hanukkah/ Kwanzaa! A really belated one…. but still! It's the thought that counts! It's kind of short… sorry.

Epilogue

Two years had passed since Rin was born. She could now talk and walk and do all the normal things two-year-olds do, and then some. She was starting to become more spiritually aware which tended to attract an occasional hollow, or even some of the lost Arrancars. Either way, they ended up getting taken care of. Kurosaki Ichigo now lived with the two Inoues, and was "in a relationship" with Orihime. They had been dating since the day he told Rukia about Rin's paternity. He could still remember it so clearly…

Flashback…

Kurosaki Ichigo walked through the front door of his house that he shared with Kurosaki Rukia. She was taking care of their son while he had been away.

"Where have you been?" She had already begun her interrogation.

"Inoue had her baby and Tatsuki wanted me to go down to the hospital." The slightest truth might lessen the situation.

"…I slept with Renji while you were gone."

"EXCUSE ME?"

"I slept with Renji. You and I both know who you're really in love with, and it definitely isn't me. Not anymore, at least. It might have been a long time ago, but it's not anymore."

Ichigo grimaced at his smaller wife's declaration. "And you know this how?"

"I can just tell. It's the way you look at each other. The way you act around each other. But still! You should've told me, you baka!" She kicked him in the stomach and he doubled over.

"What the hell was that for?" She glared at him. "For not letting me know earlier!"

He inhaled deeply and stood back up. "Well, sorry for not wanting to lose a son!"

"Are you really that stupid, you baka? You aren't really that dense! You should've been able to see how much Renji was in love with me! That's why I slept with him! I'm not as dense as you are, so I was actually able to see what was going on between you and Hime-chan."

…End Flashback

That was one of the best days of his life, being able to go back to the hospital and tell Inoue that they could be together. Rukia was one of the best people in the world, too. She let him still see Kuyahin and he saw how happy his son was, even with Renji around all the time. He was glad that Rukia could be happy with Renji and he could be happy with Inoue.

He rolled over in their bed and he smiled at her calm, sleeping face. He continued staring at her face intently when her grey eyes opened to meet his.

"Kurosaki-kun…" She yawned and gave him a small smile. "Why are you staring at me?"

He pulled her close to his chest and rested his head on top of hers. "Because I can."

Their bedroom door slammed open and startled them away from each other.

"Oyaji!" Rin waddled onto their bed and between the two lovers.

"How many times have I told you not to call me that? Don't listen to Karin!" Rin gave him a cute smile and snuggled under their covers.

"Don't blame Karin-chan. You are becoming an old man, Ichi… Just like Kurosaki-san."

"I ain't anything like that old man!" He scowled, but it fell of his face as he saw the two girls in his life laughing at him.

"Oyaji! Can we go see Kuya-nii later today?" Rin spoke slowly, trying to properly piece each word together.

"What about Renji-san? Or Rukia-san?" Rin shook her head. "Rukia-san is too fat now."

Orihime and Ichigo smiled at each other, thinking of Rukia and her pregnant stomach. In the past seven months, Renji had managed to get her pregnant again, and had promised to marry her. Of course, this led to many fights, but they were still going through with it anyways.

The small family got out of bed slowly and went to get ready for the day. Orihime got into the shower while Ichigo gave Rin a bath. When they were finished, Orihime would bring Rin downstairs to start breakfast while Ichigo would take his shower. Orihime had prepared pancakes (with some red bean paste on hers), some hashbrowns (with wasabi on the side), and then each person got a regular glass of orange juice. Kuyahin was soon going to be picked up by Ichigo and Orihime so that he and Rin could go to the park to play together and join the family for a picnic.

About two hours later, Rin and Kuyahin were being supervised by Ichigo while Orihime went to set up lunch. She had brought fairly normal foods, but in her own, she added red bean paste and wasabi. Rin was lucky enough to inherit Ichigo's sense of taste instead of her mother's. Orihime had seemed nervous to Ichigo, which made him worry about her. She had asked to speak to him privately after lunch, which worried him even more. He couldn't think of anything good that might come out of a conversation like that.

He heard Orihime get the two kids and himself to start the picnic, but he was still thinking about what she might have to tell him. He hadn't noticed everyone finish lunch except for him. A hand was gently placed on Ichigo's shoulder, startling him out of his reverie.

"Are you okay, Ichi-kun?" Orihime's grey eyes were filled with worry, and all of it was for him.

"Yeah… I'm fine." He looked down at his lunch and saw a ham sandwich. He began eating it and chomped happily on the delicious lunch his girlfriend had made him. Kuyahin and Rin had left to play tag with some other kids that Rin recognized from her neighborhood.

"So, you wanted to tell me something, right?" Ichigo turned to his girlfriend after swallowing his lunch. Orihime suddenly became more nervous and he stared intently.

"Oi, Orihime. What's wrong?"

She shook her head. "Oh, nothing's wrong. It's just…" He put a comforting hand on her shoulder, causing her to look up into his questioning eyes.

"You can tell me anything." She took a deep breath and quickly let out, "I'mpregnantagain."

Ichigo's eyebrows scrunched together and his scowl fell in place. "What?"

Orihime giggled at his funny expression and repeated, "I'm pregnant… again."

Ichigo's confused expression was replaced by one of shock. "Really? Are you sure?"

She nodded. "I had a doctor's appointment yesterday. I'm not that far into the pregnancy, but it's far enough…"

He took a deep breath as his mind finally began to comprehend what she had just told him. "Well, I guess we should get married then."

Orihime's head snapped up, hitting the back of her skull into his forehead. Ichigo was hit with enough force to be thrown back, and he began to tumble down the hill.

He finally stopped by the small playground. He jumped back up after lying on his back for a while, dazed. Orihime was running down the hill to meet him, and he could see on her face how sorry she was for causing his fall. He walked towards her and kissed her on the lips lightly before she could say anything.

"I want you to marry me." He moved his head back as a precaution before looking at her. "And it's okay, I'm sure you didn't mean to make me fall down that giant hill."

She guiltily smiled before thinking. "Why do you want me to marry you?"

"Well, I actually have for a while now, but I never got the chance to ask. I was going to when we went out on Thursday, but since you're now pregnant…"

"If you're doing this because I'm pregnant, then the answer is no." He took her hands into his. "I want to marry you because you're beautiful, independent, strong-willed, have some really beautiful eyes, and are the perfect match for me. The fact that I love you and that we're having two kids together is thrown in there too, but… it's the other things that count."

She looked down, thinking about all that he said. It took her about four seconds before she quietly said, "Yes."

He put his finger under her chin, making her look at him. "I'm sorry, I could've sworn you just said that you would marry me."

"I did." He smirked and lightly kissed him on the mouth.

This moment, the moment at the park with his son and daughter and fiancé, with the children's laughter in their ears, but focused on his soon-to-be wife, in one sentence?

It was perfect.

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END.

A/N: Super cheesy and cute. And short. Sorry about that… Wanted to get it out before 2011. And I wouldn't have done it sooner. But happy holidays to everyone!

Reviews and even flames are welcome…

~klrob