A/N: Okay, this chapter is quite short. Hope you still like it. :) Yachiru is very hard character, by the way, I just noticed it. You really don't know how she would act or what she would do or say in new situations. I mean, she's a little girl, a child - but still she must be like 100 years old or something. Wise but child. Difficult...
Sorry for my english, it's still not my mother language. Actually, english is even not my second language, it's my third one. :) But that's not so important fact because I speak english way better that my so called second language. So it's like english would be my second...
Please review! You can also say if my story/english sucks, if you don't have anything else to say (even I hope my story would not be that bad...) :) Thank you!
Chapter two - The Reason For Madness
Ichigo had hard time while bringing Yachiru to the world of the living. When he sprinted after the wild girl who wanted to see everything and did not care what could possibly happen to her, Ichigo had this strange thought. He almost felt respect towards Kenpachi.
Then again, maybe this girl was so wild because of Kenpachi had raised her...
"Wait, Yachiru!" Ichigo reached his hand and snatched the girl to his arms before she could reach road. There were many cars and too many trucks... Ichigo sighed, feeling his heart still beating faster than usual. That was the third time he had saved Yachiru within only ten minutes.
He also remembered Kenpachi's words way too clearly in his mind and he shivered. Yachiru only giggled and waved her little legs: "This place is so fun, Ichi!"
"Yeah..." Ichigo decided it was wiser to carry Yachiru than let her walk herself. Maybe that was the reason why she was always on Kenpachi's shoulder or back? Maybe the crazy idiot was actually smarter than anyone had realized...?
Rukia smiled at them when they came back. She had also sprinted after the Yachiru for the first two times but had thought it would be wiser just stay back and wait: she had noticed Yachiru ran ever faster if there were many people chasing after her. She thought it was a game.
Ichigo looked at her, sighed heavily and said: "Let's go", with a calm voice.
"So I heard your daddy is a doctor? Is that true, Ichi?" Yachiru looked up o Ichigo.
She was quite heavier that she actually looked like and Ichigo made a wise - even strange - decision: she put Yachiru sitting on his shoulders. The little girl giggled. Ichigo sighed: he hoped he would not end up being like Kenpachi.
"Yeah, he's a doctor", Ichigo said. "We have our own clinic."
"What's a clinic, Ichi?"
"It like a hospital, just smaller."
"Oh, so you're like Braided hair lady!"
"Who? Oh, you mean captain Unohana? Um, well, not ex - "
"Ichi, I'm hungry."
"What?" Ichigo frowned. "How's that possible? You ate just before we left."
"Yeah, but I'm growing girl and I have to eat a lot and often, otherwise I will end up being small as a bean the rest of my life! I also need lots of food if I want to become strong because bones and muscles need lots of energy!"
"Where you learn all that...?"
"From Ken-chan!"
"Oh... Where he learns all that?"
"From Pretty-boy!"
"Why I'm not surprised...?"
"And Pretty-boy learns it from books!"
"He's probably the only one in the 11th Division who can actually read..." Ichigo muttered. He spoke really quietly but Yachiru heard him and gave him a little slap on his head: "Ow!"
"We are not stupid!" Yachiru said angrily. "Even we may be bloodthirsty, love teasing the 4th Division, be ugly, rough, not book loving or anything too darn pretty, but we still are the best and strongest Division!"
"Let me guess, that one you learned from Kenpachi?"
"No. From Baldie!"
"Oh..."
...
Kenpachi hated cleaning. He just hated it. And now there was this mess in his house because of Yachiru's birthday parties. Kenpachi had forced Ikkaku and Yumichika to come help him. He had lured them there, saying that there was still some sake left from the parties.
Yes, it was true, but they had to help him to clean first...
It was awfully quiet without Yachiru. Ikkaku accidentally stepped on one of Yachiru's new toy, jumped quickly off and managed to fall head first right to the trash can.
"Mhaw? Welph!"
Kenpachi sighed. He crabbed Ikkaku's ankles and pulled him off. Ikkaku spitted candy papers from his mouth.
"Idiot", Kenpachi murmured. "Keep on cleaning, don't just play around. You're not a kid anymore."
"Sorry, captain..."
"Oh, why, captain, you seem so cranky?"
"Oh, shut the fuck off, Yumichika - and beware if you do some damage to that hellish lamp you are cleaning."
"These ladders you gave don't seem quite balanced, captain."
"Shut up and just clean! Hang yourself to that lamp, if that will shut you up!"
"Oh, my, why my beautiful captain is so uptight? Is it possible that you feel yourself abandoned and - oh - lonely now when Yachiru is n - ?"
Kenpachi kicked the ladders. Hard. They fell. With Yumichika. Ikkaku had to bite his lower lip so hard he almost tasted blood: Yumichika shrieked the whole way down like a woman even he landed right on sofa.
"I hate both of you", Kenpachi muttered. "Do you fancy some sake now?"
"Now?" Ikkaku blinked and looked around: the house was still very messy. "But, captain, I thought..."
"Okay, I drink it myself", Kenpachi shrugged and strolled to the kitchen.
"Now, wait!" Ikkaku sprinted after him, ignoring poor Yumichika, who had dramatically closed his eyes and was now moaning like he had actually hurt himself.
...
"Ooh, Ichi! You have nice room!"
"Good you like it, even you are not sleeping here. You are staying with Yuzu and Karin."
"What? Those two midgets?"
"Yachiru, they are quite taller than you..."
"Well, I compare everyone to Ken-chan!"
"I see. Stop doing it."
"But why?"
Rukia had a feeling that this was not such a good idea after all. Yes, of course, Ichigo's father had been thrilled when he had seen Yachiru. Ichigo and Rukia had an agreement that Yachiru was actually Rukia's cousin. That was a great plan.
Of course, Yachiru had to blew it. How it would have been going on without it?
"What? What's a cousin? Sound weird!"
"Uh..." Ichigo had glanced his family: they were all staring at them suspiciously. Or Karin and Yuzu were, Isshin was just copycatting his daughters.
"J - just play along with us, Yachiru..." Ichigo had whispered to the little girl.
"But why?" Yachiru had almost yelled.
Rukia had looked like she wanted to run away crying. Ichigo in other hand could not do something like that. Even he actually wanted.
"Um, she's foreign. Not from here. She doesn't actually speak very good Japanese yet."
"What is Japanese?"
Ichigo had wanted to open his mouth and roar: "Is that fucking language you are always speaking!" but managed to control his feelings. Yuzu was curious about Yachiru and they had been talking almost on hour. Both of them had also forgotten to eat anything... Karin stayed with them, but did not look very happy.
"By the way, Ichigo... What's that Japanese?" Yachiru asked now, when they were safe in Ichigo's room.
"You're speaking Japanese", Ichigo looked at the little girl. "How come you don't know that?"
"Oh? Is there other ways to talk then?"
"Well, yeah, the world is full of different languages..."
"Language?"
"Doesn't Kenpachi teach you anything?"
"Well, I can spell alphabets."
"Oh?"
"A as alcohol, B as boos, C as - "
"Okay, he's a horrible father figure..."
At that moment Orihime had saved Ichigo from heart-attack. She had been around the neighbourhood - there was a new store close Ichigo's home - and she had thought it would be nice to come to say hi.
She had said hi. The she had looked quite happy when she had seen Yachiru.
"Yachiru!" Orihime hugged the little girl.
"Big-boobies!" Yachiru could not move but still smiled very happily.
"How are you? Why you are here?"
"This is Ichi's birthday present to me!" Yachiru smiled and Ichigo jolted: he had not thought the stupid cute little girl could have so wrong idea in her mind.
"No, no, I - I - I just thought it would be nice if Yachiru would meet my little sisters, I mean... I... I... Rukia, say something, don't just stand there!" Ichigo snapped when all three girls were just staring at him and his red cheeks. Why he always had o do everything?
"This is Ichigo's birthday present to Yachiru."
"No, it is not!"
"Well, um... It's still nice to have you here, Yachiru", Orihime smiled. "I'm sorry I don't have any presents for you, I didn't know it's yours birthday today."
"It's okay", Yachiru smiled too, hands behind her back. "Ichi gave me a dollhouse and Rukia gave me a shirt."
"You did?" Ichigo frowned, glancing over to blushing Rukia. "How lame..."
"Shut up! It's practical present!"
"When you will come back to Seireitei?" Yachiru asked, ignoring Ichigo and Rukia completely. "It was so fun when Ken-chan, Baldie, Pretty-boy, Whiskers-man, you and I were helping your friends! It was so fun when we broke in that cell! Remember that, Boobies?"
"Uh, yes, of course I do, Yachiru..." Orihime blushed slightly. "I'm not sure when I come back to Seireitei, I mean, there's no reason for me - "
"Oh, you can for my birthday! Even they already were and such, but still! I bet Ken-chan would also be happy to see you again!"
"He - he would?"
"I bet not", Ichigo murmured: he had an idea that Kenpachi did not even remember Orihime anymore because she was not that strong...
"Yeah, he would!" Yachiru glanced over her shoulder. "Meanie, Ichi!"
"Yeah, I'm so bad..." Ichigo yawned, not really caring. "By the way, Orihime, it's quite dark and late already. You live almost another side of the town, right? If you want you can stay here."
"Wh -? Oh, no need!"
"Don't worry. I bet Dad's going to be happy when there's more people in this house..."
"Yay! Big Boobies going to stay here also!"
"Um..."
"Will you sleep next to me? It's nice to sleep next someone bigger than you, it's so warm and nice!"
Suddenly Ichigo felt this sympathy toward Kenpachi. He really could understand now why Kenpachi was so crazy all the time. He had been with Yachiru just a few hours and was already ready to strangle someone...