Rose Stems

Disclaimer - (Cause fanfiction is tricky ground and I hope not to offend the creator of the original story and get sued)

I do not own "Bleach", it belongs to its original creator Tite Kubo. Nor do I own "The Addams Family", that belongs to Charles Addams. This is only a fanfiction that I was inspired to write by the original work. Please support the official release. Most of the media - such as the art and illustrations, gifs, video's, etc. used in this fanfiction - are from the web. Thus, most of them aren't mine (because I really, really can't draw) unless mentioned. To fit the story, images are also edited by various apps and websites. So they aren't mine, just edited.

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Warnings: The Addam's Family, Ghosts, Violence/Fighting, Sharp objects

Today's Special

I'm just like any modern woman trying to have it all. Loving husband, a family. It's just, I wish I had more time to seek out the dark forces and join their hellish crusade.

~Morticia Addams

{Third P.O.V.}

"You got a death wish kid? Nobody jumps one of my boys for no reason and lives to tell about it!" The man in the white shirt growled at Ichigo.

But the carrot top only scratched his head and 'Hmed'.

"That's all you got to say about it!" The other man yelled, outraged and ran forward to punch Ichigo, only for the boy to kick him straight in the face with a forward kick. And the man fell in front of his feet and Ichigo continued stomping on him.

"Little Yama's down!" One of his friends cried. "We gotta help him."

"Are you crazy!?"

"No way I'm taking on that psycho."

"W-we can go for the chick instead." Their friends suggested.

The other boys followed his gaze towards a 5'1, long black haired girl. She had her hair in twin pigtails, that were resting on her shoulders. She looked up at them with her dark obsidian eyes, and began spinning a 8-inch butcher knife around on her thumb as if it was a pencil.

"NO WAY! ARE YOU CRAZY!" The two boys shouted at their friend.

"Where the hell was she hiding that thing!"

"In my skirt." Wednesday answered plainly.

"Now listen up you pound skum!" Ichigo shouted, catching the other three boys' attention once again. "Do you see that!" He says pointing towards Wednesday's feet. Where a knocked over bottle with some white daisies inside them.

"First question. What do you think that is? You, the one in the middle. Answer." He demands. A small smirk appeared on Wednesday's face at the authority in his voice.

The one called out in panic, and pointed to himself, "Wait, you're talking to me? I-I guess somebody left those flowers for some kid who got killed here."

"Correct!" Ichigo tells him, kicking him on his chin, and sending him flying backwards. "Now, the next question, that vase over there. Why is it lying on it's side?"

"I guess, one of us knocked it over when we were skateboarding through here." One of the two boys remaining answered.

Without giving them a chance to explain themselves, Ichigo kicked the remaining two down. "You guys catch on fast, now go and apologize! Or the next time the flowers will be for you!" He yells, causing the three boys to scream and run away.

"There, that ought to keep those punks showing their ugly faces around here." He says, turning around to see the black haired beauty standing the glass bottle back up.

"Sorry about all that." Ichigo says, to the ghost who just appeared next to the poll. Wednesday felt a chill in the air, able to sense the ghost, but not see. "We'll bring you by some new flowers tomorrow."

"Thank you for coming to my defense. I think I may now finally be able to rest peacefully." The ghost of the little girl tells him.

"No problem." Ichigo answers. Offering the crouching Wednesday a hand and pulling her up to his chest.

Wednesday, leaning against his chest, nods, "How do some rose stems sound? They're my favorite. I'm sure I should be able to find some with extra thorns for you. I'll even make sure there won't be a single petal in sight." The Addams offers.

The ghost looked a little startled, at what she saw as the dark haired girl's kindness. But nodded before fading away from sight.

The couple then begin walking back home. "Are you going to stay over?" Wednesday asks, once they reach the Addam Family's iron fence.

Ichigo looks at his own house across the street, where the lights were on and he was just sure his father, and probably another ghost were waiting to spring on him. "I'll stay over." he answers, opening the fence and walking up the path way.

Wednesday knocks on the old antique gargoyle door knock, banging it against the wooden door only once. They only wait a moment before they hear scurrying fingers, and Thing, open the door for them. It then scurries off.

They make their way across the entryway and to the parlor where Morticia was embroidering, and Gomez was throwing darts.

Before Ichigo could blink, a silver dart was flying at his head. But the boy, already used to this greeting, only plucked it out of the air, and threw it back, even fast, flying it past his future father-in-law's head, and towards the dart board. Hitting it right in the middle.

"Welcome back home children." Gomez laughed.

"I'm assuming you'll be staying?" Morticia asks.

It wasn't unusual to have Ichigo sleep over at the Addam's house, or Wednesday at the Kurosaki's. At this point, both families had grown used to the couple sleeping over every second day, as they usually slept in one home one day, and the other the next.

Wednesday nodded, feeling a mass move through the air, she looked up at the ceiling. "Ichigo"

Ichigo follows her gaze, nodding, "Yep. Looks like great great great uncle Jose is back."

"How nice." Morticia smiles.

Grandmama comes into the parlor then, "Where is he?" she asks. Ichigo points to the corner where the ghost was literally hanging.

Nodding, the older woman throws a chain at him, only for it to fall right through him. "That's for destroying my antique mummy bandages last time you came over. Remember to tell Horha, the next time he comes over, he's getting the same welcoming. Now come, dinner's ready."

Ichigo woke up when a branch from the tree outside pulled him and Wednesday out of their beds and through a window. He could see Pugsley already swinging around. He shook his leg free and fell down, flipping to land on his feet. He then opened his arms, letting Wednesday fall into them. "You coming down?" He calls up to the boy who shook his head.

"I still have some time. I'm settling the score with this thing." He shouted back down. Before grabbing the axe he had slept with and trying to wack at the tree, only for it to swing the boy away from it, and back into his room.

Shrugging, Ichigo walked back into the house. Setting Wednesday back onto the bed, he went into their bathroom to get ready.

He came back out to find Wednesday dressed in a black blouse, and skirt. Still refusing to wear the school's uniform.

She was now putting her head up in braids. Ichigo walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Laying his head down on her shoulder. He brought one hand up to undo her braids. "You should leave them open today." He tells her, running his fingers through her long hair.

The girl hums, looking at herself in the mirror, she nods. "But you're combining all the knots I get out tonight, then."

Ichigo nods, agreeing to the deal.

The young couple walked into the living room to see the T.V. covering what appeared to be an explosion.

"That's going to mean quite a few bodies." Ichigo comments, taking a seat.

"That's right." Morticia nods, "I may need to order an early shipment." The Addams family ran the town morgue, and thus dealt with all the dead bodies and funerals.

Wednesday stared at the screen, "That's the fifth one this month. We may be dealing with something not from this world. An unseen force, leaving large magnitudes of destruction in its wake. I believe I may have seen something about this in my great-grandmama's diary." Wednesday says.

Morticia nods, "I recall reading something along those lines as well."

"Should we be worried?" Ichigo asks, raising an eyebrow. "Isn't that near here."

"No, not really." Grandmama answers, "I'm sure it's all going to be fine."

Wednesday got up as she remembered something, "Mother, I'm going to need a bouquet of Rose stems, with extra thorns. I promised the dead girl I'd bring her some."

So that day, the couple walked to school, with the bouquet of rose stems, poking out from Ichigo's bag.

I really hope I didn't ruin Wednesday's character, or any of the Addam's for the matter. They are really hard to write for. It's probably gonna take a crazy amount of practice and me re-watching the movies several times before I can nail it down. So please don't be too hard on me in the comments.