He was smoking in his living room,
The rusty looking lamp on his café table was flickering a bit.
The atmosphere was perfect.
That was how he likes it.
Then crying.
Wait,
There's a baby crying in his house..?
He looked over his shoulder, a shadow appearing on the wall.
A little shadow.
Knocking.
Someone was knocking on his door now.
The crying became louder, the knocking more frequent.
What the hell?
But once he got up, the crying stopped, but the knocking didn't.
His cigarette disappeared.
No!
He was enjoying that!
Ichigo groaned, lazily opening one of his eyes to the small clock on her wall.
A bit after four in the morning.
He rested his arm across his face; someone was knocking on the door.
Who the hell knocks on the door at four in the morning?
He lifted his head, facing the hall that leads to Rukia's bed room,
She must be knocked out.
Her lazy ass.
She should be the one answering her damn door.
He swung his legs over, getting up from his comfortable couch to drag his damn feet to the damn door.
Grumpily, he unlocking the door and rubbed his eyes.
"Who are you?" the man was stern, his voice as cold as ice.
Literally.
Ichigo almost panicked.
"Did you not here me?" he repeated, walking into the house as if he owned it.
What the hell?
"What are you doing in Rukia's home?"
Ichigo didn't know what to say.
He recognized the man,
He was in some of the pictures Rukia had around the house.
Was he her father?
God, he hopes not.
"Well,…um was just-"
"Did something happen to Rukia?" for a moment, he looked panicked.
This to him, didn't look like one of his characteristics.
"No," but before he could finish, the said man was off to her room.
'I'm screwed!" he cursed to himself.
"Rukia what happened?" his voice rouse, the sound of his footsteps rushing into the room indicated something was wrong.
And Ichigo was off,
What happened?
He peeked into the room, afraid that the man will attack him if he saw Rukia.
Please let her be fully dressed!
His eyes roamed the room,
Rukia was on the floor…?
Wait, what?
The man was kneeling next to her, helping her up with the blanket slowly dropping from her head, revealing a very tired looking girl.
Did she fall off the bed?
That idiot!
"Are you alright, Rukia?" he helped her back on her bed, her eyes lazily looking around.
"Nii-sama?"
It was her brother!
He's dead.
"What are you doing here, Nii-sama?" She yawned while asking, her head dangling a bit.
Was she really that tired?
"I came to check on you before I left to Europe," he glared over at Ichigo,
He shrunk.
This man was scary.
"What is this man doing here?"
"What man?"
Ichigo slapped his forehead, she isn't a morning person.
Is she?
"The man standing at your door." He brushed a few hairs form her face,
It almost looked like he was going to smile..?
Even more scary.
"Oh, um," somehow, she kept her cool.
Unlike him.
She took a deep breath,
"He's my personal doctor."
The man looked confused "Your personal doctor?"
Rukia smiled "Yea, I was feeling really sick, nii-sama. I've been throwing up and constant head aches, so Momo referred me to him. You remember Momo, right?"
He nobbed "Yes, your friend," he placed his hand on her forehead "Are you alright?"
"Yea, he's taken great care of me."
"But why is he still here, sleeping in your home?"
"Well, they usually acre at night, so he's here to take care of me and try to make a diagnoses." She hugged her brother all of a sudden "Is that alright, Nii-sama?"
Was it just him, or was she a good actor?
"I suppose, Rukia, but couldn't she refer you to a female doctor?"
She giggled "Don't you trust me?"
Ichigo could have sworn he saw a two second long smile before it disappeared "I trust you, it's him I don't trust."
He glared back at Ichigo.
"How long are you leaving, Nii-sama?"
"A few months," he got up from the edge of the bed, "You may move to the mansion if you wish," he dug in his pocket "I'll leave you my card for money."
Gold, shiny card.
This man has money.
"Thank you nii-sama," she hugged the man,
But he didn't do the same.
"Call me for anything," he began walking to the door, his glare as sharp as ever to Ichigo "Don't try anything funny, boy."
And as fast and suddenly as he arrived, he was gone.
Rukia collapsed on the floor, grinning up at the still terrified Ichigo "That was just to close, he almost found out!"
Ichigo dropped on his knees by the door "I thought he was going to kill me,"
Rukia giggled.
"I never knew you could act?"
Rukia giggling turned to a smugly smirk, Ichigo was already annoyed by a glance "That's just one of many things you don't know about me."
"Shut up."
"Ichigo?"
He got up, walking over to her and picking her up "Yea?"
He gently let her down on her bed, "I'm hungry."
"It's four in the morning." He sighed,
Knowing he was on his way to the store for her.
"I want tacos."
He slapped his forehead.
A/N: Quick update, right? :3 It was already written so I couldn't resist. I think I made Byakuya to nice..? Or did I?
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So, some one asked me why does Rukia always crave tacos with pickles, chocolate syrup, and mustard. Well, it's kinda of funny to me, that was what I craved all the time when I was pregnant. I use to cry over it and I wouldn't eat it without the things I asked for. :3
One time, I even forced my boyfriend to go out and find me some at one in the morning.