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The truth

Ukitake slowly rose from his chair and walked over to her. She rose to her feet as well. They just stood there, looking at eachother for a while, before embracing one another. None of them said anything, they just stood there, hugging the other close.

"Mishiro..."

"Ssh, don't say anything... let's just stay like this... a little longer..."

And they did, until Ukitake broke the silence.

"We have a lot to talk about, how about we sit down?"

"I don't know, don't you have work to do?"

"I'll do that later, come" he said and led her to the sofa.

"So... you're a captain now, huh? I'm not surprised" Mishiro said and smiled, holding his hand.

"Hahah, yes... that I am..."

"So... how have you been all these years?"

"Good I guess, apart from my disease... and being away from you"

She smiled and snuggeled closer.

"How about you, Mishiro?"

"Same here... apart from the disease... but you could say that I've had other things turning my life upside down..."

"Want to talk about it?"

"Why not?"

She turned to face him and just opened her mouth to tell him, when he started to cough. She acted immideately. She picked up the medicine that she dropped when he embraced her and gave it to him. After a while, he stopped coughing.

"Thank you..."

When he turned to thank her, they both noticed that their faces were just inches apart. They both stopped dead. Ukitake slowly closed the gap between them.

"Juushiro... I..." Mishiro whispered before their lips met in a passionate kiss.

Meanwhile with Toushiro

Toushiro sighed and rubbed his temples. He'd been thinking and thinking about why in the world Aizen would like to kidnap him, but he didn't know what to think. Was it for his powers? No they were still immature. Because he wanted to kill him? No, he wouldn't waste time on kidnapping him if that was the case. Because he was close to the soutaichou? Well, that'd just be stupid since he wasn't...

After a while he decided to go and discuss it with Ukitake. After all, when he wasn't ill or extremly... childish, he was a very smart and trustworthy man and Toushiro liked him a lot (even though he didn't want to admit it... ). He grabbed the notes he'd made and walked towards the thirteenth division.

When he was right outside the door when he felt a reiatsu that he'd learn to like these past days... a reiatsu that shouldn't be in Ukitake-taichou's room at all!

Toushiro opened the door and froze. There, on the sofa, were Ukitake and Mishiro, HIS mother, KISSING! Ukitake fricking KISSED his mum! They didn't seem to notice that he had entered until the temerature in the room started to sink VEEEEERY fast and Toushiro roared, quite angry:

"What the HELL is going on here!?"

Both Mishiro and Ukitake gasped and turned to him.

"T-taichou!?"

"Hi-Hitsugaya-taichou?!"

Toushiro slammed the door shut.

"Just what the HELL are you two doing?!"

He turned to Mishiro.

"And WHY are you here?! You were ordered to go to the fourth division with a message to Unohana from me, so what-are-you-doing-HERE?!"

Mishiro stood up and bowed.

"I'm sorry! Unohana-taichou sent me here with medicine for Ukitake-taichou"

"And that was it? What about the kiss? Last time I checked, kisses aren't medicine"

Ukitake stood up as well.

"Calm down, Hitsugaya-taichou..."

"No I won't... " Toushiro started, but then he froze in his tracks and stared blankly at nothing for a few seconds.

"T-taichou?" asked Mishiro worridly. Toushiro turned to her with a part shocked, part determined expression on his face.

"Mishiro, is this him?"

Mishiro and Ukitake looked at eachother with a questioning look in their eyes.

"What do you mean, taichou?"

"You know perfectly what I mean. Is this HIM? Is Ukitake my...?" Toushiro started, but he didn't finish the sentence. Now Mishiro understood and she eyes them both worridly.

"Well?!"

"Well what, Hitsugaya-taichou? Calm down and explain" Ukitake begged and by doing that, he got himself an icy glare.

"I won't explain anything... that's her job, cause I'd like to know what's going on as well!"

Mishiro sighed and sat down on the sofa.

"Come... join me"

Ukitake sat down next to her, but Toushiro didn't move an inch.

"No"

"Please Toushiro?"

"No! I don't have to sit down! Now just answer the question!"

Mishiro sighed. Ukitake turned to her.

"Mishiro? What is he talking about? What's wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong, Juushiro... it's just..." she sighed.

"You just kissed my mother, Ukitake. That's what's wrong. Unless you're my father, which I'm currently trying to get her to tell us if you are"

Ukitake gasped and stared at Mishiro who hid her face in her hands.

"M-Mishiro? Is that true?"

Mishiro didn't say anything, she just nodded. Toushiro sank to his knees.

"Ukitake is my... Ukitake is my... !"

Mishiro looked at him.

"Yes... he is..."

Somehow, Toushiro could tell that there was something more that she didn't tell him, but it didn't matter at the moment. Ukitake was his father! His REAL father!

Ukitake couldn't believe it either. He remembered when he was with Mishiro and that he'd always felt that he and Toushiro shared a bond of some kind... but this was totally unexpected!

None of them said anything for a few minutes, but then Ukitake turned to Mishiro.

"But how is it possible? Never in the history of the soul society has a child been born like that... it shouldn't... work at all!"

Mishiro nodded.

"I know, I was surprised, but happy, when I found out that I was pregnant. I talked to Aiha, she couldn't understand either... he really is special, our son"

Both Ukitake and Toushiro jumped a little when they heard the word "our son". Ukitake turned to Toushiro.

"So... you-you're my... real son?"

"Seems like that's the case..."

Ukitake chuckeled and walked over to Toushiro. He reached out his hand to help Toushiro stand.

"Well then, I've got to start being firmer... and give you more candy, Shiro-chan"

Toushiro just stared in disbelife. Did he say "more candy" and "Shiro-chan"? Toushiro sighed and grabbed Ukitake's hand.

"Don't call me Shiro-chan..."

"Why not? It's very cute nick-name! Who gave it to you?" asked Mishiro who joined them at Ukitake's desk.

"Because I don't like it... "

"And who gave it to you?"

"... Hinamori"

"Hinamori?"

"The girl I lived with when I lived in jûnrin-ran... my childhood friend..."

Mishiro nodded... and smirked...

"Wh-why are you smiling, Mishiro?"

"Well, the tone in your voice says that she's more than just a childhood friend, Shiro-chan"

Toushiro paled.

"Wh-what?!"

Mishiro giggeled.

"No, nothing... it's a part of a mothers duties to embarass her son"

Toushiro sighed. Good grief, how was he going to survive?


Me: DONE! Okay, this was maybe a short chappie... but at least it was cute! There's going to be a big fight in the next one, don't miss it!

Takara: WE WON'T!

Me: I had to write this chappie in order to start writing the christmas one-shot that I'm planning to write... will be posted december 25th ^^ SEE YA! PLEASE REVIEW!