This came to me while I watched some kids playing in the park on my way home from school.

Disclaimer: I do not own the bleach characters.

P.S. The reason I keep making Byakuya and Hisana Rukia's parents (Adoptive) is because we never knew who her parents were. Sorry about that!

Under doggies

Six-year-old Ichigo sat on the swing, slowly rocking back and forth as he watched the little dog run across the park. He smiled as the doggie came running over. It began licking his bare feet, and the giggling finally made Ichigo fall out of the swing. Still giggling, he opened his eyes and looked up at the sky. Suddenly, his vision of the sky was covered by the face of a little girl. She looked about his age and had shiny black hair. Her eyes looked violet, but they could have just been light blue. Suddenly, she spoke.

"You're weird."

Ichigo sat up, still smiling like an idiot and shrugged, jumping back onto his swing. The girl climbed onto one next to him and ignored him for the rest of ten minutes. Ichigo began pumping his legs back and forth to get himself further into the air.

He could still see the dogie if he looked hard enough.

Soon, he was flying so high the chains of his swing evened out with the top bar of the swing set. If his mom saw him swinging so high, he would be in trouble. Better slow down.

Glancing back at the little girl, he noticed that she was clumsily trying to get into the air; she wasn't getting very far, though.

"Why can't you swing?" Ichigo asked, slowing his pace a little. The girl just glared at him and continued trying. Ichigo shrugged and went back to swinging himself. He watched the girl for five minutes before he finally jumped off of his own swing and stood in front of her. She looked up at him.

"I can push you," Ichigo said, smiling as the wind blew his bright orange hair all over. His mom was going to have a field day trying to brush it down.

"No, I can do it on my own."

Ichigo sat down on the ground in front of her and stayed there for ten minutes while she tried, and again, failed to get herself up in the air. He finally sighed and stood up, walking behind her.

"I can do it myself!" she protested as Ichigo took hold of the chains. Her arguing was getting weaker, however, and as soon as Ichigo started pushing her, she gave up completely. Instead, she smiled and hung onto the chains tighter. Ichigo laughed as he pushed her.

"Can you push higher?" the girl asked, smiling as she glanced back at Ichigo.

"Yeah!"

Soon, she was flying through the air. Ichigo finally stopped pushing and instead went out and stood in front of her, backing off as she flew near him. She giggled as he did this, actually trying to hit him with her feet as she came close every time. But every time, he avoided her.

"Want me to give you an under doggie?" Ichigo asked, taking his position behind the swing again. The girl nodded, saying she didn't have any idea what an under doggie was, though.

Pushing her until she was high in the air, Ichigo grabbed the bottom of the swing and rolled under her. She laughed as he did this. He got to his feet, making a funny pose in front of her. Perhaps he didn't see the swing coming, or he didn't realize he was close enough, or maybe he was just stupid, but the little girl's foot caught him right in the mouth as she flew into him. The hit took the swing off balance, making the little girl fall to the ground, too.

The girl started crying. Ichigo held his shirt to his bloody lip. He could tell he was going to have a huge bump on his cheek the next day.

"Why're you crying?" he asked, moving closer tot he girl. She was sitting on the ground, having fell straight off of the swing.

Before she could answer, an older man, who Ichigo was sure was the little girl's father, walked over. He bent down by her.

"Are you OK, Rukia?"

So, her name was Rukia. Ichigo stood to his feet and began whacking wood chippings off of his butt. As soon as Rukia told the older man she would be OK, he turned to Ichigo.

"Where's your mother? You're hurt pretty badly."

Ichigo shrugged, he was here alone, but noticed that his lip was bleeding really bad; his shirt was covered in it. That was when he realized that not only his lip was bleeding, but his nose also.

"Come over to my wife, she'll fix you right up." The man picked Rukia up and she rested her head on his shoulder.

Ichigo nodded and took the hand he offered, still holding the shirt up to his lip, and now his nose. They walked a short ways over to a small blanket set out in the shade, where a young woman was sitting. She looked a whole lot like Rukia. The man set Rukia down on the woman's lap and then turned to Ichigo, kneeling down in front of his and gently pulling the shirt from his hands to get a better look at his bloody lip and nose.

"Hisana, do we have anything to help?" he asked, turning to his wife. Hisana nodded and pulled open a small cooler, pulling out some ice cubes and wrapping them in a washrag. She handed it to Ichigo, and gently showed him how to hold it to his nose. She then proceeded to wipe off all the access blood on his face.

Soon, his lip stopped bleeding and his nose slowed.

"There, all better?"

Ichigo nodded, sitting down on the blanket.

"What's your name?" she asked, smiling. She reminded Ichigo of his own mother. They both had beautiful smiles.

"Ichigo!" Ichigo answered happily, pulling he washrag away from his nose to see that it had stopped bleeding.

"Where are your mother and father?" the man asked, sitting down beside Ichigo.

Ichigo shrugged.

"I'm here alone. Daddy's at work. My schools right over there, so I come wait here every day for my mommy. But she's late 'cause she didn't know today was a half-day," Ichigo said, pointing to a small elementary school across the street.

"Well, Ichigo, would you like to have lunch with us?" Hisana asked, smiling and patting Rukia's head. Rukia climbed off of her lap, dropping down beside Ichigo.

"Yeah!"

"Byakuya, would you grab the basket?"

It was then that Ichigo realized the woman was big around the middle. She was like his mommy!

"Are you gonna have a baby?" Ichigo asked, pointing to her stomach. She nodded. Ichigo's smile grew.

"Yes, we are, in just a few months," Byakuya replied. "And Rukia will have a brother, we think."

Rukia leaned over and whispered in Ichigo's ear, "Actually, I'm Mommy's sister, but she's like my mommy, so I call her that."

Ichigo nodded. Soon, everyone was eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Ichigo and Rukia were drawing on a paper pad with some crayons that Hisana had given them. Ichigo was trying to draw the doggie he had seen earlier, but right now it looked more like a cat. He couldn't tell what Rukia was drawing. He decided to ask.

"What's that?" He pointed to the figure on the paper.

"A bunny!" Rukia said happily. "He's my pet bunny, Fluffy!"

"He looks like a truck," Ichigo observed. Rukia frowned.

Soon, they had gotten into an insult fight. Byakuya and Hisana watched with amusement until Ichigo accidentally put the knee of his blue jean pants into his sandwich. The argument stopped immediately and they both fell into fits of giggles. Soon, they ran off to play again. Ichigo still sporting blood on his blue T-shirt, and sandwich on his jeans. Rukia's tank-top and shorts were perfectly clean.

"Hey, Rukia, let's go play in the sandbox!" Ichigo suggested. She giggled and followed.

Soon, Ichigo's mother arrived, saying she was sorry for being late, and thanking the Kuchiki's for watching Ichigo. She then had a fit over Ichigo when she saw all of the blood on his shirt.

As he walked out of the park, hand in hand with his mother, he called back to Rukia, "Next time, give me an under doggie!"

Well, that was another little kid fic. I had fun writing it. :D

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