I do not own Bleach okay? Today's word is "light" and I hope you like it. I know it took me a little bit to update but life was going on. You know how it goes. Anyway, enough of this A/N, on with the fic.

It was bright out. So bright that when they went to the park, Renji had to pull out a pair of his favorite sunglasses. He smiled as Rukia rolled her eyes and led Ichika along to the park. "Seriously Renji, those?" She laughed.

"What?" He asked. "It's really sunny out. I think Ichika should get a pair of her own."

"Seriously?" Rukia asked tapping her foot. "She'll break a pair like yours easily."

"Are you sure you want your daughter with no protection from the sun, when you're wearing a hat yourself?" Renji said, knowing just how to convince Rukia to do what he wanted to. " I mean look at your precious Ichika!" He said holding an excited little girl up to Rukia's face.

"Come on Mommy, Daddy's sunglasses are sooooooooooooooooo cool! I want a pair of my own!" Ichika pleaded to Rukia, grabbing the brim of her hat.

"Fine." Rukia sighed as both Renji and Ichika jumped in excitement. "Although I don't know which one of you is more immature." Rukia sighed as they headed along the stands with various toys and other accessories set up to find Ichika a pair that would be appropriate for her that was not too expensive unlike her father's. As they headed along the booths, Rukia spied a pair that she found would be adorable. "These would be perfect on you!" She took a pair of Chappy sunglasses with the lenses as the eyes and placed them on Ichika. "Sooooooooooooooooo cute!"

Ichika looked in the mirror that the stand owner had put out for customers to look at themselves trying the sunglasses he sold to find the pair that fits them perfectly. She did not have the same cool aura that her father had and she was quite disappointed. As much as she loved Chappy herself, she did not want to look like him. Disgruntled, she took off the sunglasses and threw them down on the table. "Not cool." She pouted.

"My daughter knows what she likes and what she likes is cool." Renji said as he took Ichika's hand and moved along to the cooler designed sleeker sunglasses. "She does take a lot after me."

"Yeah sure..." Rukia said as she followed her husband and daughter to the stand rolling her eyes I have heard more people say Ichika looks like me. The only thing she takes after you is the hair. She thought as Renji pulled down a pair of streamlined and sleek sunglasses and put them on Ichika.

"Now that is a cool girl!" Renji said as he pulled out his pair and smiled next to Ichika.

"How do I look Mommy?" Ichika asked as she took off the sunglasses, dropping them. "Ooops..." She looked down as she blushed as the stall owner looked at Renji and Rukia with an angry glare.

"I'm sorry sir," Renji blushed as he pulled out his wallet. "How much were those?"

"That much!" The shop owner said as he took all of Renji's money and they walked away holding their heads low.

"Told you Renji. Ichika is too young for your high priced ones. She'll break them." Rukia said as she licked a snow cone and gave Ichika one.

"I can see that now." Renji said as he looked glumly at his wallet. "Who knew being a dad could be such a drain sometimes?"

"Daddy?" Ichika said as she looked up at him in tears.

"Nothing like that!" Renji said covering up for the utterance that Ichika had overheard. "I love you with all my heart my little Ichi!" He said hugging Ichika. "But we have to find you a pair of sunglasses that is cool looking, but not breakable and does not look so childish. You're not a mere child, you're awesome."

"Like my Daddy!" Ichika said as she followed Renji along.

"I guess we can find a kiddie version of your dad's sunglasses Ichika." Rukia said with a slight sigh. As much as she hated to admit it, the image of Ichika and Renji in matching sunglasses was rather precious. They moved from booth to booth, finding only glasses that were too kiddish or too breakable. It was starting to fade from daylight when finally they came to a small booth run by a little old widow.

"Mam, do you have what we are looking for?" Ichika asked the old lady.

"And just what do you desire my child?" She asked.

"I want some sunglasses as cool as my dad's." Ichika said pointing up to Renji's.

"But not as breakable! She is still a kid!" Rukia pleaded.

"Hmmmmmm..." She looked from Ichika to Renji, to Rukia and back again. It was important to this young family that the little girl have sunglasses that looks a lot like her fathers. The old lady could tell that this young girl idolized her parents but was a real daddy's girl. "I may have just the thing." She dug through a box of toys she had not put out and pulled out a plastic pair of police sunglasses. "You'll look darling in these and don't worry Mother, they won't break easily."

"That's a relief." Renji sighed.

"How do I look?" Ichika said turning to her parents.

"Awesome!" Renji said as he picked her up to his shoulders.

"That little one cost you sunglasses before Daddy?" the old woman asked.

"You could say that. But she's my awesome little dude." Renji said tossing Ichika up in the air.

"Be careful with her!" Rukia said running after Renji.

"She's our kid, I don't have to be careful!"

"Dance Sode No Shirayuki!" Rukia yelled.

"Ah, a young family in the light." The old lady said as she packed up her toys for sale.

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