"Yes, Momo h-" Kaien was stopped when he was forcefully turned around and a fist making hard connect with his left cheek.
The loud gasp of the attendant at desk was echoing as Toushiro got on one knee and grabbed the collar of his shirt.
"Who was he!"
Kaien looked confused, his hand holding the side of his cheek.
"Sir, I'm going to have to tell you to leave before I call security." A nurse ordered, her face showing all signs of being upset.
"Let me handle this," Ichigo interrupted his hand on Toushiro's tense shoulders.
He glared at Kaien as he got back on his feet, dusting himself off before walking back to Renji.
"Who was it?" Ichigo said deeply, his voice a bit venomous.
Kaien forced himself up, a slight bit of confusing written on his face. "What?"
"The man that touched Momo?" he glanced over at him.
Kaien sighed "Aizen, I don't know his last name."
"What do you mean you don't know his last-" Ichigo stopped, calming his voice we he saw the teen shiver. "Where can I find him?"
"I don't know, sorry."
Ichigo held back the urge to hit him,
And how he wanted to hit him.
"Leave, or he will beat the shit out of you." He murmured, shoving his hands in his pockets "You have nothing to do here."
-x-
"Momo suggested it," Rukia sung, packing her clothes.
Ichigo pushed himself off the bed, "You'll be bored."
"So, it's not like I do anything here." Rukia shrugged, running over to her bathroom.
"It's not clean..?" Ichigo felt a little off with that one.
"I'll clean it when you go to work."
"It's-"
"Shut up, I'm going." Rukia throw a purple towel his way, hitting him in his face.
Why did she want to go to his apartment anyways?
He hasn't gone grocery shopping in ages, what was she going to eat?
Tacos probably..?
He noticed how, everywhere she went, she held on to that belly.
He seen her talking to the said belly before, she even allowed him to touch it once.
Just once though.
The other times he tried, she will call him a pervert.
"Ichigo?" Rukia snapped him out of his thoughts.
"What?"
"Why are you staring at me?" she was smirking again, her hands on her hips.
"I wasn't staring at you."
She rolled her eyes, walked over and sitting beside him.
"Ruchi wants to talk to you," Rukia smiled down at the belly, her hand being placed over his "since ever time you're around me, he seems to move."
"Really?" Ichigo was a bit amazed, even more amazed when Rukia picked his hand up and placed it on her belly.
"You feel him?" she smiled up at Ichigo, he not even noting since all his attention was on her belly.
"No." he said flatly, earning him a slap behind the head from her.
Then, a slight kick.
And Ichigo smiled up, his face only inches away from hers.
Awkward.
She blushed, turning her head.
"Get my bags, we gotta go." She ordered, pointing at her stuff on the floor.
"Sure." He smirked, smirking lazily.
"And take the grin off your face!"
-x-
"Don't, please." Momo sighed, her face down.
Her fiancé wants to get rearrange.
And she doesn't approve.
"Why, he hurt you?" he said it so calmly, his hand cupping the girl's face.
"Just leave it,"
He hurt her or not, Momo was to kind hearted to do anything.
"Just not seeing him again is good enough for me."
Toushiro bit his lip in disapprove, but he wouldn't be able to change her mind.
"For you," he won't get his ass kicked.
-x-
"Close your mouth," Ichigo smirked, noticing the girl beside him mouth dropping.
She shook her head, again, holding her belly. She took a nerves step in, notching a big television on his wall.
"Told you it was a mess." He mocked, throwing her things on the carpet covered floor.
"Don't do that to my stuff, idiot." She huffed, pushing him aside.
He chuckled when he saw her inspecting his place.
"You have sisters?" Rukia popped up, looking back from where she was.
"Yea, twins." He answered, walking over.
"They're so pretty," she awed, picking up the frame with both girls on it. "How old?"
"Thirteen next months," he simple said, Rukia putting the frame down and picking up another.
"Who's this?" her eyes looked it over "she's gorgeous."
"My mom," his voice went down a bit, something Rukia didn't fail to notice. "She's dead though."
"I'm sorry." Rukia said softly, placing her hand in his shoulder.
-x-
"He did?" Momo gasped at the story Kaien was telling her.
"Yea, that's why I have this bandage." He chuckled, still feeling the punch received earlier.
Momo looked apologetic, "I'm so sorry for him."
"Don't be, I will be the same way." He shrugged off.
Momo smiled softly.
"Azien said he was sorry,"
Momo's smiled disappeared, her chest tightened.
"He said he had one too many drinks."
So, he was drunk?
"But I really don't believe that shit," Kaien huffed, "I know he's my friend d and all, but I can't trust him anymore."
Momo smiled "We were both drunk, I understand."
Kaien smirked "You're so soft."
Momo just shifted in the bed "That's what everyone says."
"So, how's Rukia?"
-x-
"When you want to talk," Rukia got up from her seat, "I'll be here, to listen."
Ichigo's face softens.
Talking about his mother and how she died was always so hard.
But now, he just wanted to say it all to the girl in front of him.
But she's willing to wait, till his ready.
Really ready.
"Thank you," he whispered, getting up from the couch "Rukia."
She smirked "Do you hear that, Ruchi, your daddy knows the words thank you."
"Shut up,"
-x-
"Toushiro-sama, you got a package." A temp said, laying a brown box on his desk.
He simple looked at the box.
Did he make an order he doesn't remember about?
He stretched his arm and grabbed it.
A/N: Sorry for the delay! I'm so sorry. Then, on top of that, i really don't like this chapter. Filler-like? Yea, it is. But don't worry, the real problems are yet to come!
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