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A/N: This chapter is a response on crecentomoon's request. I thought I'd give your request a try. Trust me when I say that I tried my hardest to make this a good fic but let's have your opinion be the basis on how I did. Okay?

Xei: Most people would say I'm mean but cruel is a new description. I kind of like it. Bwahahaha.

Hyperdrive 24:Don't worry Mamori is a stubborn girl. She'll get what she wants no matter what.

ADWofficial: Well that's why I am here, to make readers like you feel different kind of emotions.

Heads up people, this chapter might not be one of my best work but I did try my best.

It was a good Friday afternoon, well at least it started good which turned downhill since the time Hiruma had picked up his girlfriend at the kindergarten. He hadn't even made a stepped inside at her classroom when she burst out of the doors with a very content smile plastered in her face. It was a good thing that he had a good reflexes or his face would have had say good day to the blasted doors up close.

Hiruma had his suspicions as to what made his girlfriend so full of sunshine that day. Her smile was so wide that it literally reached her respective ears and he wasn't exaggerating. Of all the years that Hiruma had known Mamori, he had learned that whenever she was acting like that it was never good for his well-being or should he say his demeaning image.

It was during a red sign at one intersection on their way to her apartment when she had finally spoken whatever it was that brought her to a world full of creampuff.

"Can we stop by the mall? I have some things to buy." He eyed her questioningly. And in a moment he sighed inwardly not letting it show in the process. And here he thought he was going to do yet another thing for his girlfriend for her kindergarten children. Because there was only one time when she acted that ridiculously gleeful, and it had something to do with along the lines of Hiruma dressing up a fucking fat ass for Christmas and letting them sit at his lap and make wishes.

By the time the stoplight turned green, Hiruma drove the car to the mall's direction.

"And oh by the way you've got to play Mad Hatter for our Alice and Wonderland theme party this Monday for my class." Hiruma's eyes bulged out in the slightest. I dug my fucking own grave.

It wasn't like Hiruma hated wearing costume and he didn't mind wearing those said costume for Mamori's kindergarten class. It was just the way they made a complete middle aged sappy man out of him that he didn't like. Of course he was toning it down, he fucking hate it. He fucking despised those unwanted reaction he subconsciously do whenever he was surrounded with those pesky brats. Yet somehow he kept doing stuff like that. Maybe it was because Mamori would just be really happy whenever he does her a big favor like that. And his reward was oh so fucking worth it.

Mamori was busy choosing the right decorations at a small stall inside the mall when all of a sudden she saw Hiruma being attacked. At first she thought it was cute, the way that young boy gripped Hiruma's left leg like his life depended on it. But the moment the young boy spoke, her world seemed like it had spin 360 degrees.

"Otousan". Now Mamori was not one to conclude things without hearing some explanation but at that time her judgment was clouded. At that moment, she knew that she was the jealous type of girlfriend which she wasn't really that proud of. Due to the haziness of it all, she hadn't even remembered when it happened but she had managed to slap Hiruma leaving a very fresh red mark at his naturally pale face. The sound from the slap brought Mamori back to the logical world and in an instant her eyes bulged out.

"Hey lady stop bullying my Otousan!" the young boy let go of his tight grip on Hiruma's leg and defended his 'otousan' which luckily for Mamori cut the increasing tension between her and Hiruma into half.

"Yeah fuc…fudging girlfriend." Hiruma corrected himself before the curse words flew from his mouth. It wouldn't be good for him and his relationship if he curse in front of this fucking brat even if the said brat was claiming him to be his father.

"I am not bullying you Hiruma-kun but I know I would be glad if you tell me who this young boy is."

"Kekeke, if you're fuc…fudging entailing that I fu…da…(sighs)dang. I didn't (twitch) cheated on you."

Mamori sighed and stared at the innocent little boy. Whoever he was, Mamori was sure that they had to help the poor kid into finding his real parents.

"What's your name little boy?"

"Ichigo, Oneesan." Ichigo stated with a wide smile to which he appeared cuter than he was seconds ago when he was scolding her.

"How old are you Ichigo-kun?"

"Five."

"Ichigo-kun, why don't we try and look for your parents now?"

"Why would we do that Oneesan? I already found Otousan, all he have to do is call Kaachan." The boy stated in a matter of fact. Hiruma gave off an annoyed look at that. For a guy whose attitude isn't really child friendly he seemed to attract more kids into him the more he repulsed them. Must be Mamori's aura rubbing unknowingly into him.

"Look kid, I am not your father got it?" Hiruma sounded demeaning at his statement. He eyed Ichigo intently, there was something about this kid that look oddly familiar Hiruma couldn't quiet put his finger on it.

"I'm hungry Otousan." Hiruma's twitched, along with his hands which were itching to grab his best kept weapon in his person. He wasn't getting into the kid's thick head. It was a good thing that Mamori interjected into their conversation before the security would have to intervene.

"How about we go eat right about now? Then we'll go to the mall's info after, does that sound good to both of you?"

The two male nodded in agreement with a little more enthusiasm at Ichigo's part.

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"Are you sure you don't know him Youichi-kun?" Mamori whispered at her boyfriend. She was leaning at the table since she was sitting across him while Ichigo was sitting beside him. Mamori took a glance at Ichigo. 'He does look a little similar to Hiruma'.

"I already told you fucking girlfriend I don't fucking now that fucking kid." Mamori was cringing with every f word that Youichi said. It was only by some miracle that Ichigo hadn't heard those foul words from his 'Otousan' or by some food induced miracle to be precise.

"We have to help him find his real parents."

"We can just fucking leave him here."

"Hiruma!"

"Fine."

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Hiruma was beyond royally pissed if such thing does exist. They were already on their way to the mall's information when they had to pass by the mall arcade. And of course being a newly energized 5 years old young boy, Ichigo decided that it was a good plan to run into the busy place.

"We could always leave him there." Hiruma said upon seeing the distressed expression on his girlfriend's face. Mamori walked towards him with a displeased expression. She held his collar and smoothed it as if it needed smoothing in the first place.

"What did you say?" she held a smile in her face. Not the happy smile but the type of smile that says you better not mean that or else. Hiruma tche'd. Since when had he become such a push over with Mamori, he couldn't tell but he know he was becoming one and he didn't like it one bit.

They had found Ichigo staring at the bump cars.

"Do you want to ride the bump cars Ichigo-kun?"

"Can I Otousan?" Hiruma popped a gum and shrugged his shoulders.

"Of course you can Ichigo-kun." Mamori took the liberty to answer the question. They were about to buy Ichigo a ticket when they were stopped by the attending employee at the bump car gate. The employee pointed at the height requirement poster to which Ichigo was 6 inches shorter.

"You ride with Ichigo Youichi."

"Why would I?"

"Because you're his Otousan."

"Whatever fucking girlfriend." Hiruma grabbed Ichigo by the hand and bought a ticket for both him and Ichigo. The instant they got into their bumped car, all hell brake lose. Mamori was starting to regret her decision yet when she saw that wide smile from both Ichigo and Hiruma she knew.

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At around 6 o'clock in the afternoon, the trio finally got into the mall's information. Mamori was talking to the person in-charge while Hiruma sat at the chair waiting patiently as he placed a sleeping Ichigo at his lap. After their bump car ride, Ichigo just had to have them play 5 rounds of shooting basket which beat the poor kid to a pulp. By the end of the game, Hiruma had to carry Ichigo on their way to the mall since he was deemed too tired to walk. And Ichigo fell asleep within seconds that he fell into Hiruma's strong hands.

"You'd make a fine father someday Youichi-kun."

"Kekeke already making plans are we fucking girlfriend?"

"I didn't say it was going to be with me."

"And who said it wasn't going to be with you?"

"ICHIGO!" a loud feminine voice shouted, interrupting the couple's conversation. The shout was loud enough to wake Ichigo.

"Kaachan?"

"Oh thank goodness, I thought you were kidnapped." Ichigo's mother got the boy from Hiruma's lap. "Arigatou gozaimasu."

"It's nothing Obasan. He came up to us really, he thought my boyfriend is his father."

"You do look like my husband young man, a bit more edgy but just the same." Ichigo's mother stated.

"Really Obasan?"

"Oh where are my manners, just call me Hiruma-san and you two are?"

"Hiruma-san?" Mamori questioned and look at her boyfriend.

"Yes and you two are?"

"Let's go fucking girlfriend." Hiruma got up from his chair and walked out of the crammed space.

"Ahh…it was nice meeting you uhm Hiruma-san."

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The ride home was quieter than usual. Mamori wanted to asked what just happened at the mall's info but she was afraid that she was going to cross Youichi's boundaries.

"Kaasan died when I was 10."

"So you don't know her then?"

"I don't fucking know her but I do know Ichigo is my fucking brother."

I really got to stop writing chapters at the middle of the night because it doesn't go well. Just please don't forget to click the review button below and tell me how I did or how bad I did. Thank you.