Sorry I haven't updated in a long time. Thank you to the few people who actually read my lame fanfics. I'll try to write more, but I'm not promising. I'm out of ideas, so if you have a request, please let me know, and I'd gladly write it. Thank you again, and I hope you enjoy. ;D

It was July 15th, 1:30 in the afternoon, and Ichigo was still asleep. Usually, I would be happy to see him so relaxed. I would probably even think he was cute with his orange mop sticking out in all different directions, an arm hanging off the bed, his mouth wide open, and snoring loudly. Sounds adorable, right? Well, I was way too angry for all of that.

I stood over him, hands on my hips, and not believing he was still in bed on this day. I cleared my throat loudly, trying to wake Ichigo from his slumber. When that didn't work, I sighed and hit him in the head as hard as I could.

"Get up Ichigo!" I commanded.

"Huh?...," he mummbled sleepily, sitting up slowly, and rubbing his head, only half aware that I had hit him at all. "What?"

"Why are you still in bed?! Don't you know what day it is!?"

"Umm...," he started. "Uh,...Wednesday?" Ichigo asked, unsure of himself.

"Ichigo!" I glared down at him. "It's your birthday! You're sixteen today, moron!" I hit him again, even more angry that he didn't even remember his own birthday! "Get up! Your sisters have been waiting for you to wake up all morning!" He slightly rolled his eyes at that.

"It's not a big deal, we don't have to celebrate every year." he stated, his usual scowl now creeping onto his face.

"Maybe it's not a big deal to you, but it is to them." I said, returning the glare. "They only have two more years until their only brother is old enough to move out. How do you think that makes them feel?"

"It's not like they'll never see agian after I move out...," he grummbled, but stood. "Whatever, just go downstairs and tell them I'll be there in a minute." Ichigo escorted me out of the room so he could change. I went downstairs and did as he told me.

A few minutes later Ichigo entered the living room clad in his violet NICE VIBE T-shirt and another pair of tight jeans. He continued to glare until he saw Yuzu grinning up at him. His scowl quickly subsided, being replaced by a small smirk.

"Happy birthday, Ichigo!" Yuzu shouted, hugging him as tightly as possible, her head resting on his stomach lightly.

"Thanks," he replied, patting her on the back, trying to pass that off as a hug returned.

Yuzu slightly pulled away and grinned up at him. "I made you a cake! Chocolate, your favorite! And we all got you a present! Even Rukia-chan! Me and Karin helped her pick one out for you too!"

Ichigo's smirk widened, glancing at me, then returning his gaze back to Yuzu. "Thanks, but you didn't have to. The cake would've been enough for me."

"I know, but we wanted to! Come on, lets have cake and open your presents!" Yuzu replied, grabbing Ichigo's hand and dragging him to the kitchen. The girls lit his candles and sang Happy Birthday, Yuzu quite enthusiastically. I just watched from behind them, trying not to laugh when Ichigo quickly blew out the candles, trying to end the song as fast as possible. That's when I noticed that Ichigo's father was not present.

"Um...," I said, quietly. All three Kurosaki children looked up at me, suprised to hear me speak for the first time since Ichigo had "blessed" us with his presence. "Why isn't Isshin here? Isn't he going to celebrate with us?"

Ichigo shook his head before replying. "No, Dad doesn't like celebrating birthdays. Not since Mom died, that is. He says it only reminds him how much closer we are to old age and death and stuff. He always makes plans outside the house on our birthdays, so we can celebrate with each other at home." He acted like he didn't mind it, but that just confused me more.

"...does it bother you?" I asked, confusion written all over my face.

"What? That Dad doesn't celebrate with us? No, not really. It's not a big deal," he responded, again acting as if it was completely normal. I may not know too much about human living, but I know how much they love being together on special acasions.

"But...wouldn't you want your whole family with you on your birthday?...," I questioned, looking at all of them for an answer.

Ichigo just sighed and turned in his chair to face me. "It doesn't matter. Mom's still missing, so our family would be incomplete anyways. One more person won't affect it. Besides, if Dad celebrated with us it'd just remind him of death, which would probably just remind him of Mom. This is just how he mourns for her. We don't take it personally, we understand," he stated, obviously upset. Yuzu and Karin just nodded their heads in agreement. "So don't worry about it. Okay?" he asked, slightly smiling at me.

I felt guilty about asking right away. I just nodded and looked at him, not how upset I was with myself. "Okay...I'm sorry..."

"Don't worry about it," he replied, his smile widening. "Now, let's finish this already."

"Yay!" Yuzu shouted, handing him the three wrapped boxes. The first one he opened was from Karin. It was a black sweatshirt with the number fifteen on the front in neon orange. It looked really comfertable and I assumed that I would be stealing it from Ichigo soon enough. The next was from Yuzu, it was a pair of shoes called converse hightops. They were also black with bright orange shoe laces. Yuzu explained how she had noticed his only pair of tennis shoes had holes on the sides and remembered him looking at these shoes awhile ago.

The last present was mine. I was nervous that he wouldn't like it or laugh at me or something. I'm not sure why, but I was. He ripped off the wrapping paper and a pleasant smile spread across his face. He looked at the cover of the book I had gotten him. All 38 plays written by William Shakespeare was the title. He opened the book and and flipped through the pages, his smile growing into a full grin. He aimed his grin at me. "Thanks, Rukia. I love it."

I was overwhelmed by his reaction and made yet another impulsive decision. I stepped closer to him and kissed him, right there in front of his little sisters. Of course, this wasn't the first time we'd kissed, but his family had no idea about our relationship, and I was sure that these two weren't going to keep this a secret from Isshin. I noticed Karin smirk as if saying "Told you so" and Yuzu hugged me tightly around the waist, after we had departed.

"I'm so happy for you! Thank you so much Rukia, for accepting my brother!" she shouted. Ichigo rolled his eyes, still smiling, and turned his head away to hide his small blush.

I laughed, both at him and his little sister, and hugged her back. "Your welcome, I suppose," I replied, smile widening. This was the family I had gotten myself into, and I loved them.

The End of this oneshot, that is.

Sorry, kind of random, and it didn't really have a point, but it was for Ichi's birthday. It was late, of course, but there it is. Please R&R! ;P