Ichigo stared at her like she has gone crazy or something.
Was she really asking for a taco?
He pushed himself off the couch and took her hand, guiding her back to her room.
"Rukia, go back to sleep."
"But I'm hungry." She pouted behind him as they walked into her room.
"I'll cook you something," he sighed, closing the door gently behind him.
"I only want tacos!" she started whining.
Ichigo started to worry she will start crying.
And he hated when a girl cried.
It was like his weakness or something.
"It's three in the morning," he yawned before sitting next to her in bed "Where am I going to find a taco bell that's opened at three in the morning?"
"I'll find a taco," she huffed and Ichigo felt like slapping his forehead, she was so stubborn. "And you're not going to stop me."
She got out of bed and started walking back out.
Ichigo quickly got up and got in front of her room door.
"I'll buy you as many tacos as you want later."
"No, I want some now." She pouted, crossing her arms.
"Idiot." He sighed and she rolled her eyes.
"Go back to sleep, I don't need you up my ass twenty four hours a day," she pushed Ichigo over a bit, but he didn't even budge. "You don't own me."
"I never said I di-"
"Shut-up and move, I'm hungry, I'm not your child to be ordered around in the first place."
Ichigo felt like he was talking to a child.
Why was she being so stubborn?
"I'm not even your girlfriend, sister, cousin, anything. I don't need you to watch over me."
So stubborn.
"Put me down!" she yelled.
He picked her up.
"Put me down stupid!" she started kicking and screaming.
"I'll get you whatever you want in the morning." He breathed once he put her back down on the bed.
She was staring down at herself.
"You aren't the boss of me!" she yelled suddenly, glaring up at Ichigo. "I let the driving me to school and not partying slid since Momo 'convinced' me to listen to you but this is just too much! I want a fucking taco!"
Ichigo hit his forehead, she was so annoying!
"I'm leaving!" she yelled and got up.
Ichigo quickly took a hold of her wrist.
"Let go of me." She started jerking around and kicking, which only caused Ichigo to climb onto of her.
She started sniffing.
"Get off…" she was sobbing now.
"No, no, no, please don't cry Rukia." Ichigo pleaded her, getting off her body.
Is this how all pregnant women act?
"I'll get the freakin tacos." He huffed, pushing himself off the bed.
"Really?" she began smiling; whipping the tears that, for some reason, showed up "Can you put some pickles and mustard on it?"
What?
"Why?"
"Cause I want it on my taco." She began whining again.
Pickles and mustard?
Ew.
"I'll be right back," he warned "don't do anything stupid."
"And bring some chocolate syrup!" she cheered in bed and Ichigo felt a bit happier.
She was prettier when she smiled.
And not pouting.
"For what?"
"The taco stupid."
-x-
Ichigo banged on the door harder, hoping they will finally answer it.
"Coming." He heard a yawn. The door opened and he saw his friend standing there in his pajamas. "Why the hell are you here at three in the freaking morning?"
"Rukia wants a taco," Ichigo sighed and Toushiro looked at him like he was crazy "Is Momo here?"
"Idiot." Toushiro yawned as he opened the door wider to let him come in.
He walked up the steps and Ichigo stayed in the living room.
This was embarrassing.
-x-
"Go away." Rukia yawn from under the covers.
Ichigo couldn't help but let his mouth drop.
The three freaking tacos he had to go get from his moody friend and her tired best friend.
Not to mention him buying the shells and pickles from an opened cvs.
Embarrassment and hard work.
Yeap.
"What?" Ichigo finally asked.
"I'm not hungry anymore." She yawned, pocking her head from under the covers to look at Ichigo.
An hour ago, she was crying and screaming for the fucking tacos.
He started shaking her, receiving a slight kick in the stomach.
"What do you want?" She asked, acting like everything was just peachy.
"I got your tacos."
"I just told you I'm not hungry." She rolled her eyes.
Was she serious?
"But you were practically crying for them."
Rukia pouted before returning to her blanket "No, I wasn't."
No I wasn't?
He should have recorded her.
Suddenly, he found himself on the floor.
Did she just kick him off?
"I'm sleepy, leave me alone." She whimpered under the covers.
Was this really happening?
"You still here?"
-x-
Ichigo was sleeping.
Finally.
The couch felt like pillows when he throw himself on it.
Literally.
"Ichigo?" he heard.
Was he dreaming?
"Ichigo."
There it was again.
It sounded like Rukia.
"Ichigo…!"
It was getting louder.
Was he dreaming?
"Ichigo!"
He wasn't dreaming.
He opened his eyes and saw Rukia standing next to him.
"What?"
"I'm hungry."
Great.
-x-
Rukia sat silently in the passenger seat.
Ichigo was driving her to Momo's house since he had to go to work and she didn't want to stay home alone.
Seeing Ichigo at home made it less lonely.
Maybe having the baby will make it less lonely?
She shook her head.
Those are stupid thoughts.
It's not like he was going to stay with her and the child forever.
He will leave them once he got bored.
She knows he will.
"You full?" Ichigo asked, looking at her from the corner of his eye.
"Yea, thanks."
Six taco's for herself was good eating.
Especial with mustard, pickles, and chocolate syrup on top.
"No problem," he made a turn "you wanted some so badly last night."
She giggled a little.
"Sorry."
"You should be, Toushiro is very cranky in the morning." He made her giggle more.
"You don't have to do all this for me, you know?" she murmured.
He turned his head.
"I told you I will take care of you and the baby."
The baby he didn't want.
She knows full well that soon enough, he will grow bored of her and the baby and leave.
Abortion could have solved the problem.
But no, he's against killing an unborn child just because he wasn't expecting it or he just didn't want it.
It makes her feel like she's using him.
"You don't have to, Ichigo."
A/N: I tried to make it a bit funny..? I bet it's not though..^^'.
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And for those great readers that like this story, it's going to be very long, I can tell you that much.