A/n: Sorry for the late update... a continuation of the series
Disclaimer: Don't own bleach
Of wounds and bandages
Clow-san
"Yuki"
The orange-haired man scratched his head in frustration.
"I fell down Tou-san."
"Yeah, I've noticed." He crouched down and examined the wound on his six-year old daughter's right knee. "What were you playing Yuki?"
"But Tou-san…" she started, twirling a thin strand of her ginger hair. "I wasn't playing. I was just walking then bam! I'm on the ground."
"You always say that…" Ichigo said, with a sigh. "Sit down, let's get you cleaned up."
Yuki followed, humming a familiar tune. Ichigo took some cotton, bandages and antiseptic from the medicine cabinet.
"How's school?" Ichigo asked, trying to distract the girl
"It was great!" She replied with a giggle. "We sang a new song and Yumi-sensei taught us to make shadow figures."
The shinigami representative grunted a reply. He was carefully applying the antiseptic. The girl winced slightly. "Does it hurt?"
Yuki shook her head. But tears were already forming at corners of her eyes. She bit her lower lip. Ichigo sighed. Yuki not only inherited Orihime's physical appearance but also Orihime's clumsiness. She had suffered a tad more injuries than Ken ever had. Tripping, falling down from steps, fortunately all of them were minor.
"There…" Ichigo said, tightening the bandage. "Good as new."
Yuki wiped the forming tears from her eyes and flexed her knee slightly. She smiled at her father. "Thank you, Tou-san."
"Want to buy ice cream?"
Yuki nodded her head vigorously. She got off the chair and held her father's hand. "Let's buy some for Nii-chan and Kaa-san too."
Ichigo nodded and hand in hand the father and the daughter walked out of the house.
