All right! Well here's some candy for those IshiHime fans!

For all of those wondering when the identity of the father will be revealed...I'm thinking it might be at least in chapter ten...I know might seem long, but this thing in itself will probably be fifteen chapters so bear with me my darlings!

Training, Day One….

Ichigo was in Yamamoto's office along with Ishida, Orihime, and Chad. They were sitting patiently waiting for Yamamoto to straighten out the papers on his desk.

"Very well then, I have arranged a schedule for you, for today and the next two days you will be meeting with six captains from the Gotei Thirteen, two divisions each day. Today you will be meeting with Squad Two Captain Soi Fong, and with Squad Six Captain Kuchiki . Tomorrow you will be meeting with Squad Eight Captain Kyoraku and Squad Eleven Captain Zaraki. The final day you will be meeting with Squad Twelve Captain Kurotsuchi and Squad Thirteen Captain Ukitake."

"Sounds like fun," said Orihime not so excited about this but forcing a smile anyway.

"Well Orihime since you will not be fighting you may visit Squad Four Captain Unohana, only if you'd like because you of course don't have much to learn from our primitive healing techniques. Other than that you may visit Kuchiki-san if you'd like, though of course she will be in Captain Ukitake's office until three," said Yamamoto.

"That sounds like a good idea!" Said Orihime all of a sudden chipper.

Ichigo, Ishida, and Chad were in Squad Two's training arena. They noticed the men were all extremely busy in their fighting; they seemed to become more violent whenever Soi Fong approached them; they obviously wanted to impress her.

"Too slow!" Said Soi Fong, and the men moved faster.

She noticed Ichigo and the others there but she did not so much as welcome them. She grunted and they all lined up sideways. She walked back and forth in front of them with her chin up in the air. She looked at Chad and poked his chest with the sheath of her zanpakuto and nodded impressed. She walked in front of Ichigo and glared at him not even bothering to inspect him. Once she reached Ishida though she shook her head in disapproval.

"Is this a joke? You do realize how out of shape you are, there seems to be no muscle whatsoever in these limbs," said Soi Fong lifting his arm by the wrist and dangling it a bit.

"I assure you Captain Soi Fong, however slim I am well in shape."

"Really?" Said Soi Fong raising an eyebrow questionably; then a smirk formed on her lips.

Both Chad and Ichigo looked at Ishida and Soi Fong. Ichigo knew that the Squad Two Captain was notorious for her physical resistance and grouchiness; she treasured speed and strength together and always drove her Squad members insane with hectic training. They immediately knew that Ishida should not have said that to her.

"Three-hundred-and-eight! Faster! Three-hundred-and-nine…!"

Ichigo and Chad sat down by a tree watching the scene before them in pity. Ishida was on the floor doing push-ups with one hand whiled Soi Fong sat crossed-legged on his back.

"When do you think she'll let him stop?" Asked Chad looking a bit concerned for his friend.

"I don't know, she said she wanted to see how far he could go before passing out. It's the idiot's fault, he unknowingly challenged her," replied Ichigo crossing his arms over his chest.

"Three-hundred-and-fifteen! Faster my long dead grandmother could do this faster than you! Now say it! Say the number!"

"Three-hundred-and…eighteen," said Ishida barely being able to mutter it out.

"Kuchiki-san! You don't know how happy I am to see you!" Exclaimed Orihime as she threw herself on Rukia. They were in the room in front of Ukitake's office.

"It's good to see you too Orihime," said Rukia truthfully.

Orihime let go of her and stepped back enough so that she could get a full view of Rukia, she looked her up and down and then fixed her eyes on her stomach.

"Kuchiki-san, is it true that…?"

"So you've heard the news…."

"Of course Kuchiki-san! Yamamoto told us all about it…he told us you had to come with us! So now we can go shop for baby clothes when we get back!" Said Orihime jumping up excited.

"Sounds…fun…" said Rukia forcing a smile.

"Oh Kuchiki-san! Can I be the auntie?!"

"Umm…" said Rukia, but before she could say anything Orihime sank to her knees in front of her and started talking to her womb.

"Hi little one! How have you been? Yeah I know I know Kuchiki-san must be taking lots of care of you in there. You're lucky to have Kuchiki-san as a mommy you know, she's smart, funny, and she draws very cute pictures of Chappy. Although…I don't think you should be a boy…you should be a girl otherwise Kuchiki-san would dress you as a bunny and other little kids would make fun of you…" said Orihime thoughtfully; Rukia almost fell over at this, "I wonder who your daddy is…"

Orihime then unexpectedly buried her face in Rukia's womb and stroke it with her hand. She turned her face to listen to it but was disappointed when she didn't hear anything. "Why won't you talk to me little one?"

"Inoue, it's still too early for the baby to move or kick or anything like that," smiled Rukia.

"Cool! So he doesn't hate me then," smiled Orihime and she buried her face in Rukia's womb again and kissed it. Just then Ukitake walked inside; Rukia tried to push Orihime away but to no avail. Ukitake smiled and grunted.

"Oh! Ukitake-sama, I'm sorry," said Orihime standing up and bowing.

"Don't worry, children are a blessing, I'm glad to see Rukia's friends so happy about the baby's arrival," smiled Ukitake.

Ichigo, Ishida, and Chad were in the Squad Six training room. At the moment they were having lunch with Renji and other Shinigami. Renji laughed almost choking on his soup as Ichigo told him about what Soi Fong did to Ishida.

"She did what?!" He said laughing.

"She only wanted to test my strength…" said Ishida fixing his glasses.

"Well she seemed pretty impressed Ishida, nine-hundred-and-fourteen…who knew you had it in you," said Ichigo patting his back; Ishida winced painfully at the contact.

"I think she likes ya pal, Soi Fong is disappointed by most men, she must freaking respect the hell out of you right now!" Exclaimed Renji.

Suddenly everyone grew quiet as Byakuya walked into the room. He looked at the three visitors and then back at the men.

"I will expect you all to be training with your zanpakutos, you must perfect your Shikai by the end of the week," he said coldly.

"What about us? I'm in Bankai level, Ishida here uses a bow, and Chad his fists," said Ichigo.

"Then perhaps it would be wise for you to work on kidou," replied Byakuya in a monotone.

"I don't know how to do that," said Ichigo.

"Then I will teach you, follow me outside," said Byakuya; the three men nodded and followed them, "Lieutenant Abarai, check the men's progress while I am gone."

"Hai Kuchiki-taichou."

The day was short, it felt very productive. They were currently at Rangiku's; Ichigo, Orihime, Renji, Chad, Hitsugaya, and Rangiku were in the kitchen. Chad played checkers with Hitsugaya while Rangiku and Renji had a drinking contest once again; Ichigo was next to them counting their shots and Orihime observed intently.

"Ha! Seven! I beat you Rangiku, fair and square," said Renji already beginning to sway a bit.

"Don't count your chickens before they hatch Abarai…I'm not done with you yet," said Rangiku taking another shot of sake.

"All right, still a tie," said Ichigo; Renji growled and took another shot.

"Is that a dare Abarai?" Said Rangiku taking another one too.

Orihime was starting to grow tired of this; she decided to check on Ishida and see how he was doing. She walked down the hall and opened the door into the living room.

Ishida was lying face down on the couch exhausted. He moaned in complaint but said nothing of how his limbs felt like they were about to explode. Orihime sat on the small couch adjacent to him observing him concerned.

"Ishida-kun, are you okay?"

"Yes, Orihime, I'm fine, don't worry about me," said Ishida, though he was of course lying. His glasses slipped down his nose and fell to the floor.

"Ishida-kun, would you like for me to heal you?" Asked Orihime kindly as she kneeled next to him and picked his glasses off the floor placing them on the center table.

"Huh?" It took his exhausted mind a moment to process what she said.

"Would you like for me to heal you?"

"Thank you Orihime, but you shouldn't bother, you see, I'm not actually hurt, I'm tired, what I am lacking is rest and energy; you would have nothing to heal," replied Ishida.

"Well in that case…a massage?" She suggested; Ishida lifted his head up and looked at her surprised.

"All right," he said closing his eyes. Orihime got on top of him straddling his hips; he opened his eyes surprised.

"Orihime?"

"Don't worry Ishida-kun I'm just going to massage you," said Orihime quickly; Ishida complied and closed his eyes again.

He fought back a sigh as her hands pressed against his tired flesh working their way up from the small of his back to his neck and then repeating the process again. Just as he was beginning to fall asleep she heard Orihime grunt; he raised his head to see what she wanted.

"I just thought of something Ishida-kun, what if I heal you with my hands while I massage you? But umm…I was wondering if you mind umm…taking off your shirt…and your pants?" Said Orihime blushing madly; Ishida looked at her surprised yet again.

"Well it would work better that way," said Orihime trying to justify herself; Ishida nodded and stood up; she looked away as he undressed; then she looked back at him as he spoke again; he was only wearing some black shorts.

"Perhaps the floor would be best?" Said Ishida; Orihime nodded.

They found a wide space and he lied face down on the carpet. She straddled him again and worked her healing hands on his silky flesh. She noted how soft and smooth it was, it was like running her hands through pure silk. His skin was beautiful; it wasn't the first time she had seen him like this but his skin seemed all that more flawless when encountered with this close. He let out a sigh as she massaged both of his arms simultaneously with one hand on each. As she worked her way lower to his wrists her body made closer contact with his and her chest pressed against his back slightly. She worked her way to his back again; her hands never breaking contact with his flesh.

She did break contact when she proceeded to work on his legs. She massaged his calves and slowly made her way up to his thighs, but stopped before she reached any area of discomfort. Once she was finished she sat up and grunted.

"Ishida-kun can you flip over? I'm not done yet."

Ishida did as she said and lied face up; too frightened to look at her he closed his eyes. She straddled him again, but not on his hips, rather his waist; she knew if she straddled his hips she would be encountering…other parts. She moved her hands on his carefully drawn out abs; she fought away the urge of tracing them with her fingertips and instead worked through the tense muscles. She made her way up to his chest and he flinched slightly at the contact but then quickly pushed the though aside. She went up to his biceps and was extra careful, the flesh was very tense and there seemed to be knots in his muscles. Just by looking at them one could see they were swollen. She worked carefully through the flesh and she could see that he was flinching a bit in pain. Her pressure on his muscles slowly intensified, and he turned his face away from her so she wouldn't see his pained expression.

She however noted this as his chest began to rise and fall quicker and his body grew tense. She massaged him more lightly, not wanting to cause him pain, then attempted to intensify the pressure only to see him flinch again. Suddenly she felt much sympathy towards him, that was the only excuse she could find for what she did next.

She lowered her face to one of his arms, and lightly skimmed her lips along his bicep. He opened his eyes in surprise, but then halfway closed them again as he delighted in the soft touch of her lips. She stopped and looked into his eyes; it scared her how much she could read them, but by the way he was looking at her she guessed he could read hers as well. Her eyes immersed into the depth of the ocean in his eyes, she no longer missed the sky, why tire out one's wings when there's a perfectly good ocean to swim in? He blushed slightly and she smiled lightly. One of her hands made its way to his face and she ran her fingers along his cheek bone. Her fingertips made their way to his lips as her face drew closer to his; her eyes fixed with his. Her fingertips touched his lips slightly and her face was merely an inch from his, it seemed the only thing separating their lips was her own hand,

"Uryuu…kun…" she whispered as her eyes fluttered closed; her breath hitting his lips pleasantly. She removed her hand and leaned in closer. But just as her lips were a fraction of a millimeter from touching his, the door swung open freezing her where she was. It took her a moment to put her thoughts back together and she immediately got off of him standing up abruptly; she looked nervously at Renji and Rangiku.

"I was just giving Ishida-kun a massage!" Said Orihime scratching the back of her head nervously.

"Sure," said Renji.

"Then why is he almost naked?" Asked Rangiku raising an eyebrow.

"It was a body massage…you see…he was…very-tired-and-needed-one-really-bad!" Said Orihime with a huge grin on her face.

"Whatever, I'm calling it quits, see ya Rangiku," said Renji practically stumbling out; Orihime sighed relieved, they would probably both be too drunk to remember tomorrow.

"See ya, don't forget my money!"

"Rangiku-san, has Ichigo-kun left yet?"

"Yes, just a moment ago…so are you two gonna have sex or what?" Asked Rangiku walking towards her; she almost fell in the process.

"Umm…I need to go and…sleep! Yeah that's it, I need to go and sleep," said Orihime brightly rushing out of the room. Then Rangiku turned to look at Ishida; she seemed very impressed as her eyes danced along his body.

"Damn! The one night a hot piece of ass is lying practically naked in my living room and I have to be drunk!" Complained Rangiku stumbling out of the room. Ishida sat up and looked around the room; he blinked his eyes a couple of times.

"Did that really just happen?"

Ichigo walked towards the Kuchiki mansion; he felt pretty good about his day, he had actually made some progress in kidou. He closed his eyes and smiled to himself; suddenly he bumped into something and fell to the floor.

"Hey watch it!" He opened his eyes to see an angered Rukia Kuchiki on the floor.

"I'm so sorry Rukia are you all right?" Asked Ichigo as he immediately got up and helped her up.

"I swear Ichigo it will be your fault if this baby dies!"

"Come on Rukia you shouldn't joke about stuff like that, Byakuya and whoever the hell the father is would kill me," said Ichigo nervously.

"Yeah well you would deserve it!" Said Rukia dusting off her Yukata.

"Where are you going?" Asked Ichigo curiously.

"Yeah wouldn't you like to know," said Rukia turning away from him.

"Yes, I would, I should know at least that!" Said Ichigo angrily grabbing her by the arm and forcing her to look at him.

"What do you mean Kurosaki?" Said Rukia in the same angered tone.

"What do you mean what do I mean? You know perfectly well…what I mean…" said Ichigo wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her against him; she looked at him surprised.

"You won't let me know anything even though you know perfectly well I need an explanation…"

"Really? I beg to differ…"

"Stop saying crap like that Rukia! If anyone deserves to know it is me," said Ichigo tilting his face down to hers, "have you forgotten? Before the elders left we almost…" said Ichigo but he suddenly stopped; his fingertips traced her lips lightly as the hand around her waist pulled her closer to him.

"Ichigo I…" said Rukia, but he silenced her with his fingertips. Her eyes looked into his with strong emotion; his amber eyes appeared golden in the night.

"Don't say anything Rukia," said Ichigo; his lips were very close to hers, his breath already hitting her lips. Her eyes fluttered closed as she awaited his kiss. His lips lightly touched the corner of her lips, but then they pulled away and kissed her forehead.

She looked at him surprised as he let go of her; noticing her discontent, he smirked and patted her on the head; then he walked a couple of steps past her before stopping.

"You're going to see him aren't you? The father of your child." she remained silent. "If that bastard gives a shit about you he wont mind if you don't go, it's too late for you to be out Rukia, especially in your condition," said Ichigo, and with that he left.

Rukia stood there thoughtfully for a while. She waited for Ichigo to be out of view; then she placed her fingertips on the corner of her lips that Ichigo kissed. She looked down sadly and her hands fell limply on her sides. She looked up again, and walked back to her room.