A/N: I realised I didn't put a disclaimer on my first two chapters, so I'm putting one now for the whole story, 'kay? And don't kill me for not updating! I haven't been getting enough reviews for inspiration!
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach, only the storyline! And I am not the creator of alcoholic fruit cakes!
"You do realise our fake-baby's naked, don't you?" queried Ichigo pointedly to Rukia.
She was walking beside him from school, holding said fake-baby in her arms.
"Yeah, Ochi sensei said we had to draw clothes on it for homework."
"Great…" muttered Ichigo, running a hand through his oddly-coloured hair.
"I'm gonna put Hisaki in a pretty dress…with nice shoes…" Rukia was in her own fantasy world of baby fashion and dreamily twirled Hisaki around. Ichigo, however, was in a completely different state altogether. His jaw dropped and he froze at hearing the words 'Hisaki' and 'pretty dress' in the same sentence.
"Damnit, midget, it's a boy! B-O-Y! Boys do NOT wear dresses, pretty or otherwise!" Ichigo yelled to the petite figure walking in front of him.
"He's already gay enough with the name Hisaki," he added darkly.
Rukia did a 360degree turn. "What was that I heard? Was that an insult to the name I chose, huh?" Ichigo could almost see the fire blazing in her violet eyes.
"Um, no, of course not! Why ever would I suggest that, eheheh…it's a wonderful name, very…erm…manly, yeah!" Ichigo stuttered nervously, as he cowered under her suddenly towering frame, trying not to pee in his pants.
"Good! I thought so too," she replied happily, skipping up the pathway to the Kurosaki house, the fire gone.
"Sigh…touchy much?" grumbled Ichigo. "Hey Rukia wait for me!"
"Ichi-nii! Hello, Rukia-chan," Yuzu opened the door with a bright smile.
Ichigo's vision was suddenly eclipsed by the figure of his father, Isshin. He hurtled to Ichigo at what seemed like a speed yet unknown to man.
"ICHIGOOOO!"
Ichigo promptly responded on cue, his practised fist all too familiar with Isshin's nose.
His father fell to the floor before jumping to the giant poster of his wife Masaki that hung on the living room wall.
"Masaki, why is our son so cruel to me? What have I done to deserve this?" Isshin sobbed. He turned to Ichigo pitifully, bleeding nose and all.
"Ah, shut up Dad."
Rukia cautiously entered the house. Isshin's eyes lit up at the sight of the raven-haired girl.
"Rukia-chan! You've finally come to visit the family! He turned to the Masaki poster again.
"Our son has finally got himself a girlfriend! Oh, they grow up so fast…" sniffed Isshin sentimentally.
Just then, his eyes caught sight of the flour baby in Rukia's arms.
"Oh my, our son seems to have gotten lucky! Masaki, I'm a grandfather!" He turned slyly towards his beloved third daughter.
"Rukia-chan! Your motherly glow surrounds and engulfs me in utter happiness! I remember how Masaki used to be when she just gave birth to Ichigo... he always stuck to his mother like the way turkey gets in between your teeth after Thanksgiving! Ah, good times... good times. Of course back then we couldn't tell that my boy was going to be growing up into such a ugly creature. Why, if I had been less good-looking, he might've been mistaken to be a monster! With fangs, and a really long tail, and big ugly hor-"
"SHUT UP OLD MAN! I swear, your stupidity is on a level comparable to Inoue!" interrupted Ichigo.
Rukia was taken aback.
Did he just indirectly call Inoue stupid?
"Did you just indirectly call Inoue stupid?!" Isshin took Ichigo's nervous breakdown as a chance to escape.
Yuzu looked at the very nervous Ichigo. Ichi-nii's resemblance to Daddy is scary! Daddy looked exactly like how Ichi-nii is now when I caught him trying to eat the alcoholic fruit cakes in the middle of the night! Oh no! Is Ichi-nii eating alcoholic fruit cakes too?! I must discuss this issue with Karin-chan! She quickly bounded up the stairs to tell Karin about her discovery.
Shit. How did I let that slip?! Rukia's gonna kill me now for sure! "Err... well, yeah. I mean, isn't it obvious she's a little whacko up there? And... and... you're really smart!" What the hell did I just say that for?! Damn it, now I'm blushing?! ARGH!
"... you think I'm smart?" Rukia asked looking down at the floor, a pink tint covering her cheeks.
Ichigo, who was cursing himself in his head, looked up at Rukia. She's... blushing. It's so cute...
"... so cute..." Ichigo mumbled, staring at Rukia, not realising he said that out loud.
Rukia felt her face heat up more. Ichigo just called me cute... he called me cute! Wait... why am I so happy? He called Inoue stupid! That's something bad to say about a friend! Eh?! Why am I getting happier that Ichigo called Inoue stupid?!
"Um... I-I'm gonna p-put Hisaki to sleep," Rukia stuttered, obviously embarrassed. She started walking towards the stairs but suddenly stopped next to Ichigo. She looked at him and when her eyes met his, their faces turned even more red, if it were possible.
Not breaking the eye contact, she started walking closer towards him, until Ichigo's chest was only a few inches away from Rukia's face. She reached up on her toes and gave a quick peck on his cheek.
Ichigo felt the blood on his cheek's boil, like it was going to explode. She just kissed me on the cheek!! She just kissed me on the cheek!! That phrase just kept going on in his mind. That is until Rukia started speaking again.
"Thanks for calling me cute Ichigo. That was... sweet," She smiled shyly and proceeded upstairs, leaving Ichigo wide-eyed.
I said that she was cute out loud?! Damn! Why does this keep happening to me?! But wait... does that mean I can get more kisses if I say those kind of things to her? And if I say better things, instead of kissing me on the cheek, she'll kiss me one the...
Ichigo smiled, and walked up the stairs to put Hisaki to sleep. Together with Rukia.
A/N: Eheheh... sorry it took so long to update! Forgive meeee! I'll update the next chapter as soon as I can alright? And I'll try to make it longer too. Just remember to REVIEW! I seriously need some ideas you guys! XD
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