My Life is a big "What If"
AU What if they lived a so called "normal" life? With a twist… hahaha… Did you ever think of what might have happened after years passed? A story of serendipity… The love between a girl who has never believed in love and a guy who once made her see its magic... Only to prove that years and obstacles are not enough to separate true love and that no matter how far apart you may be, you will always find each other… Ichiruki :D
Disclaimer: I don't own bleach :P ( I wish I did XD)
Chapter 14: Do you know him?
The drive back to school was intense, well at least for Ichigo it was. Ken'ichi didn't seem to notice though.
"My mom's name is Kuchiki Rukia."
Rukia…
He pulled over a little far from the school gate. The two got out of the car and began to walk the rest of the way but then a cab pulled over in front of the said school gate. Ken'ichi quickly ran towards it and Ichigo felt his pace slow down. The raven haired boy stood in front of the cab's door and a petite woman came out. She slammed the door of the cab shut and the cab started to move away. She leaned down and kissed the boy's forehead.
"Hi, baby, I didn't know that school ended early. You must have been bored waiting?" She asked running her hands through the boy's hair.
"Nah, it wasn't that bad." Ken'ichi shrugged.
"Oh?" She said kissing the boy's forehead again. "So? Shall we?" She offered her hand and the boy gladly took it but he pulled her into a different direction.
"I need you to meet someone!" Ken'ichi yelled. He pulled the petite woman towards the orange haired man who just stood on his spot and was looking at them.
"Okay, kiddo, where exactly are we going—"She was looking at the kid but the boy seemed to have stopped pulling.
"Mom, meet my friend, and mister, this is my mom." The raven haired boy beamed.
"Friend?" She slowly looked up from the kid to the man standing in front of them. Her smile wore out and that's when a pair of violet orbs met with the chocolate ones.
Rukia felt frozen in her spot but she managed to take her foot to step back. She felt her heart skip a beat and her breathing becoming heavy as her mouth gaped for her to take in deep breaths. Her grip on Ken'ichi's hand tightened. The kid looked up at her in confusion.
"What's wrong mom?" The kid asked confused.
But then the orange haired man began to speak, "Rukia…" he whispered.
She started trembling as so many memories flash through her head.
"What would you do if you see him again?"
Ken'ichi looked at a scowling Ichigo. "Do you know my mother?" He asked.
"I—"He started but he was cut off.
"What are you doing here?" The petite woman asked coldly.
"I need to talk to you—"he took a step forward but she stepped back.
"Well, I don't!" She retorted.
"Look, I need—"
"I don't care what you need! Go away, Kurosaki!" She yelled turning around and pulling her son.
"Wait!" He said trying to follow them.
"Don't move!" She said stopping, her back facing him and it made him stop too. Ken'ichi was looking back and forth at the two.
"Just try moving one step closer and I swear… You'll regret doing so for the rest of your life." And with that said she started to continue her pace while she pulled the little boy leaving Ichigo standing there and still processing what just happened.
She… just… left…
She quickened her pace. Her thoughts were all messed up. But then she stopped after hearing the voice of the boy she was pulling.
"Ouch! Mom it hurts! Slow down!" Ken'ichi yelped in pain. Rukia was gripping him tightly while she pulled him. She then kneeled down to look at the kid loosening her grip.
"I-I'm sorry…" She whispered and the kid scowled.
"What's wrong mom? You look like you're about to cry." He said as he examined his mother's face but she shook her head.
"I'm fine." She smiled weakly.
"Did you know that guy mom?" He asked but Rukia just kissed his forehead rubbing his wrist with her thumb.
"Promise me you'll never talk to that man again." She said.
"B-but, why?"
"Sshh… just promise me, okay?"
Ken'ichi sighed and nodded. She kissed the top of his head. "Good." She said holding his hand again but more gently this time and they began to continue their walk home in a slower pace.
Ichigo returned to his apartment. He took off his shoes, threw his jacket on the couch and dashed to his room. He lay down on his bed and think about everything that happened. This wouldn't have happened if he went to their party but he was kind of glad he didn't. He closed his eyes and tried to contemplate.
Ken'ichi… is Rukia's son…
Ken'ichi… is seven years old…
Seven…
Seven years…
He lightly shook his head and scowled.
Why was he even bothered? She could have a son for all he cared. She could even tons of it and he won't mind but…
The problem was… The kid said he didn't have a father…
That thought made Ichigo wonder and scowl deeper.
Who could be the asshole responsible?
The kid hasn't seen his dad ever since he was born… which means it was seven years ago…
The guy must be such a dumbass to not even show his face for years…
But I'm not one to talk since I left… seven yea—
His eyes shot open and he quickly sat up on the bed.
"Seven years…" He whispered breathing heavily.
"Could I be…?"
He placed his hand on his face and tried to remember what he saw earlier…
Her face was that of shock and her eyes burned in anger while her tone was filled with venom but above all that…
There was something else…
What was it…?
Loneliness…
He sighed and looked at his palms as he tried to recall that night again. His scowl disappeared as he did.
Christmas Eve…
There was that dance and he was with the most beautiful girl of the evening at least for him…
He would never forget her stunning look… silky red dress… soft red lips… and a glistening pair of violet orbs that only saw him. Yes, only him… nobody else.
That night, was the most beautiful and unforgettable moment of his life and he'll bet everything that it was hers too.
His scowl began to appear and he clenched his fists.
Everything was going really well, no, it was perfect.
He never expected that after a few days from that night…
He'll be leaving the girl who gave him her everything.
"Why do I feel like you're not coming back?"
He slammed his fist on the bed and he growled.
"Stupid midget, it's just three days."
Three days huh? That's some long three days because years passed already. Where's your three days now?
He took in a deep breath to try and calm himself down but he can't because he still had one question left in his mind.
Is he my son?
"Oh shit! Why won't you pick up?" She growled at her phone.
Meanwhile…
"Shiro!" She yelled in surprise.
"What is it?"
She put her hand on her mouth with wide eyes.
"What's wrong?" He asked with worried eyes.
"I-I Oh no!" She gasped.
Toshiro examined his girlfriend's reaction waiting for her to tell him what she was so worried about.
"My- my… p-phone!"
"Your phone…? What about it?" He raised an eyebrow.
"I left it at my apartment! What do I do Shiro?" She exclaimed.
He just sighed closing his eyes, "It's just a phone Momo—"
"B-but what if someone calls me? I wouldn't be there to answer! Or worse, what if Rukia calls?"
He just sighed again, "It's just one night Momo, I'm sure she can wai—"
She strongly shook her head, "NO!"
"But, what makes you think she'll call? It's 11pm."
"I don't know it's just best friend's intuition."
The white haired boy stood up and went out of the room but when he came back he was holding a wireless phone. He handed it to Momo.
"Why don't you just call her at home?"
"I… um… don't really remember it"
Toshiro's blue eyes widened, "Y-you don't? How come?"
"Well, I usually get confused with her number and other people's, now it's all jumbled up. S-sorry."
Toshiro rolled his eyes and sighed in defeat, "Alright, alright we'll go back to your apartment to get your phone."
"A-are you sure? Is it okay with you?" She said but her eyes looked like they were pleading.
"Well, if it will keep you from worrying then, I guess I don't mind."
Aww… Shiro you're the best… I'm so lucky…
He agreed to go back to his girlfriend's apartment at eleven in the evening just so the girl would stop worrying about her best friend who may or may not be calling her on her phone. Yup, he was definitely a sucker for love.
At the same time, he regretted not knowing Kuchiki Rukia's cellphone number or her home phone number. He should probably get it in case something like this happens again. It was really a shock to know that Momo couldn't even remember those kinds of things about her best friend.
She smiled softly. The small man held her hand and they went out of his apartment.
"Urg…" She groaned a vein popping out of her forehead.
That's the nth time she called but still, no one was picking up.
Damn it Momo…
She needed to wait for Ken'ichi to fall asleep before she would make a call because she had only one thought in mind…
She needed someone to talk to. She dialed again and once again she heard the ring.
"We're here for you always whenever we can but we can't all act as a dad towards the kid right? I mean, you can't just rely on us all the time."
She pulled away the phone from her ear and pressed a button to disconnect the call. She sighed.
"What am I doing exactly?" She asked herself and she put the phone down and lay on her bed.
It was him, no doubt about that… The hair… those eyes… that scowl… classic Ichigo…
Did he know that that night resulted to…?
Did he know that Ken'ichi's…?
Did he come to get him?
"I need to talk to you—"
Talk about what?
Seven years ago?
Did he come to apologize?
She closed her eyes and she began to reminisce the past…
Christmas Eve…
Damn. She scowled. She hated that night and she tried to keep that fact in mind but her heart kept screaming…
It was the best night of her life.
A/N: Oh! I did it, finally! It took me a lot to write this! And it came up short :( I'm so disappointed. I was sooo busy! I'm really sorry for all the grammatical errors and stuff especially for just using the horizontal ruler thing haha XD I hope it helped to you guys read easier. I didn't want to make this chapter any longer than this, I just wanted to emphasize the fact that they saw each other and they remember the same damn thing in the past. Well thank you very much for reading and PLEASE REVIEW! Keep on inspiring me to write and GOD BLESS Everyone!
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