AN: So long no see, viewers of this fic ;D Been working on a new fic called Bloodlust that is I plan on becoming my best written fic so check that out if you wish.
As for this chapter, I was in a fluffy mood (It's kinda corny though cause I think I'm a closet romantic or something). We finally meet someone I've been putting off for a while. More foreshadowing, and Ichigo's past comes to bite him in the butt.
Btw sorry for any errors (fix em later) I'm too tired to really read through it again (for the 5th time) and I didn't want you guys to wait till tomorrow since I want to move on to my other fic updates.
Disclaimer: Short AN so I'm making this to fill it up more. I don't own this anime/manga...
Ichigo drove the car down the street at a speed that was more than a little over the limit, while they listened distantly to the low hum of his favorite band Bad Religion. Well Ichigo listened, his head every now and again moving to the beat, while Rukia stayed silent in her thought's that made her glare into the distance.
'Is everyone I know a crazy driver?' Rukia mussed, staring at the road as Ichigo sped through yet another red light. She sighed and then stopped mid breath realizing that that was relaxing her muscles, something she really didn't want. "Ichigo…" Rukia mumbled while fidgeting in her seat.
"So the girl can talk?" He responded, chuckling at his sarcastic remark.
"Shut up you idiot, this isn't funny!" Rukia exclaimed with a deep flush.
Ichigo sighed, sparing a glance at the girl when they got to a stop light. "What's wrong now?"
Rukia glared at him but it quickly died into a small embarrassed frown when she remembered her problem thanks to her quick movement. "Can…can we stop at a bathhouse or something?"
"What—why?" Ichigo asked with furrowed brows, deciding to stop the car near a coffee shop so he could talk to her fully. He took a quick turn into the parking space and almost ran into a guy who looked eerily like the cyclist he almost ran over a couple of weeks ago. Wow…
"Ichigo!"
"Hey it wasn't my fault! He was in the way!" He defended himself hotly, watching the guy flick him off as he continued on down the road.
Rukia glared at the distressed boy some more before he sighed heavily releasing his adrenaline rush while dragging a hand through his unruly orange hair, and finally looked down to inspect her body. Her thighs were closed tightly and she was sitting rigidly.
Rukia looked back down at her lap, playing with her hands some more as she waited with anxiety bubbling in her gut for him to say something.
"Oh." Ichigo snorted to hold back his laugh. Hearing the sound, Rukia looked up sharply baring her fangs at him in a look that just oozed bloody murder.
After finally regaining his composure, which took a lot longer than usual since Rukia wouldn't break her posture to bludgeon him – much to her complete mortification -, Ichigo grinned at her discomfort. "Don't worry about it, I don't mind." It took her a minute to understand, and Ichigo watched with amusement until she finally did, especially when she got it.
Rukia scowled and looked away from him in shame at being related to him in any way, "You are a really sick pervert you know that?"
"I've been told." He said as if considering it.
"Just take me to a bathhouse okay!"
"Whatever you say princess." Ichigo smirked as he drove off, chuckling at some of the creative curses she mumbled under her breath at him along with something of him being a horrible driver.
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"We're here." Ichigo said, turning off the ignition and opening the car door.
Rukia stayed still in her seat, thoroughly annoyed, "Ichigo…we're home."
"Yeah," He replied matter-o-factly, leaning on the hood of the car and staring down at his sister blankly.
"I'm not decent enough to go inside baka!"
Hearing her yelping, Ichigo sighed. "We can't stay out much longer Rukia it's almost dinner time and I have a gut feeling that we should go home as soon as possible. Here I have some sweatpants in back. You can wear those."
"Are you going to give me my underwear back?"
"What?" He asked cocking his head to the side in confusion.
"Of course not." Rukia sighed shallowly in defeat, "Just give me the sweatpants."
Ichigo smiled walking to go do just that, his smile got bigger hearing her mumble that they probably wouldn't fit her.
Once he got the article of clothing he went to Rukia's side of the car, opened the door and bent his legs handing them to her. "Don't worry there's a drawstring."
Rukia gave him a scolding look brushing her now down hair behind her ear, took the pants anyway and looked up to the man expectantly. "Are you going to move?" Ichigo moved back – though continued to stay in her personal bubble - to give her some room, "Turn around."
Ichigo gave her a deadpanned look, "It's nothing I have seen before," Rukia made a sound in the back of her throat, "Many, many times."
"You pig." Rukia growled, highly irritated.
There was a pregnant pause as they stared each other down, she with a disgruntled glare and he with a cocky grin that just bled sex. Any girl beside her would probably cum just getting a glance at it but she wasn't so easily swooned.
"Hey." Ichigo interrupted her from her fuming with a sexy smile. Or was she?
"What?" She answered shortly. Taking a hold of her chin, Ichigo touched his lips with hers. It didn't last long but was sweet and surprisingly tender with the way his soft lips massaged gently with her own. She couldn't help but move her lips along with his, loving the feel. Rukia could feel her heart pound against her ribcage but ignored it as she turned away once he let go of her.
Ichigo tried but couldn't help his chuckle at the way her lovely face burned when she pouted.
Definitely not easily swooned.
The embarrassed girl shoved him out of the way with her elbow while getting out of the car causing him to gasp in pain. Since he wanted to be a jerk and didn't want to turn around, Rukia quickly pulled up the pants with her skirt still on allowing herself to take it off without revealing herself. She stayed red-faced as she felt more of her and his juices from their activity on the roof coat her thigh, she couldn't wait to take a bath.
Ichigo pouted in disappointment at not being able to see anything. Looking up to him, Rukia cracked a smirk and hmph'ed away with her chin held high.
"Che." Was his indignant retort.
"Let's go Ichigo!"
"Yeah, yeah."
"IIIIIICCCCCHHHIIIIIIGOOOOOOOO~!" Oh shit! 'Please Kami-sama, not today.' Ichigo cringed at hearing his name bellowed familiarly, and barely dodged the kick aiming for him as he stepped in front of the house.
"Fuck! You idiot, you almost hit me!"
"Haha! That would be no one's fault but your own, my idiot son!" His father Isshin crowed as he dusted himself up from the ground, still in his white doctor's jacket from work. "Oh my beautiful oldest daughter!" Isshin didn't spare a glance at Ichigo as he quickly glomped Rukia, holding her tightly to his chest.
"H-hi Otou-sama!" Rukia squeaked as he crushed her bones in his bear hug.
"Hey old man get off of her!" Ichigo yelled as he kicked his father making him let go of Rukia who was choking for air. Seemingly noticing something, Isshin blinked from his spot on the floor until his face slowly turned into its infamous grin.
"Isshin-sama, dinner's ready." The head maid, Kunieda called from the entrance of the house with a bow.
"Well you heard her kiddos, let's head in so you can tell me all about this little fight you two had." Isshin gave them a look before he bounded up the steps boisterously, yelling loudly once he got inside, 'Itadakimasu!'
Ichigo and Rukia looked at each other with wide eyes, praying to god their father didn't see their little interaction in the car, and dreading whatever Isshin had to say.
"I think your gut feeling was a premonition to NOT go home." Rukia muttered taking the first steps to go inside while Ichigo lagged behind. He just sighed hating how right she was.
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30 minutes later, Ichigo and Rukia were in the dining room gathered around the table with their family. With the excuse being that they both had an especially hard PE day – an obvious lie, though you could say they did get a lot of excercise -, Isshin allowed them to take quick showers before dinner.
Karin and Yuzu had already given their greetings to their father so it didn't surprise Ichigo when they – more like Yuzu – didn't do her usual welcome home hug attack that she did whenever one the Kurosaki members left home for more than a day. Yuzu bubbled with conversation and talked animatedly with their father while the other Kurosaki's stared solely at their food and kept quiet. Karin did this because it was her norm but Ichigo and Rukia did it to keep attention off of themselves.
"Ah it's good to be back. I tell you, it was hard being without my babies for so long." Isshin said with tears in his eyes, dragging Rukia and Yuzu into a side hug since they were closest to him. It would have been sentimental if not for it being Isshin as he exaggerated everything. "So tell me how's school going girls?"
"Well Karin got a boyfriend." Yuzu stated conversationally, her face happily unaware of her family's reaction.
"What!" Karin yelled, her face red as she stood from her seat. Rukia's eyes were large as she stilled mid bite while Isshin stared at his daughter with his mouth gaping.
"Exactly what I want to say, what the hell are you talking about Yuzu!?" Ichigo yelled over his sister.
"W-what's wrong Onii-san? You had a girlfriend when you were our age." Yuzu replied her lips trembling from being yelled at.
"That's different!"
"Ichigo stop it!" Rukia scream-whispered, her eyes trying to send a warning message. Isshin who overheard in his seat at the head of the table, looked at his daughter thoughtfully.
"No I won't stop it. Karin you're breaking up with this guy pronto!" Ichigo said stubbornly pointing an accusing finger at his sister.
Karin finally getting out of her shock, swatted his hand away and sat back in her seat but not before throwing a glare at her twin whose face was in a regretful pout. "I can date who ever I want, and Yuzu's right you were dating when you were at our age – actually Rukia-nee started dating before you!" she said causing Rukia to cringe, "I'm not breaking up with anyone!"
Ichigo growled in anger while Rukia sighed.
"Either way it's not any of your guys' business." Karin huffed.
"To hell it is! I thought you didn't even like boys!"
Karin smirked, "Well I do now." She said suggestively just to get under his skin.
Rukia saw this but Ichigo was too filled with his own rage to notice and lashed out after he made a choking sound in the back of his throat. "Dad! Why the hell aren't you saying something don't you care?"
Isshin sighed, "Ichigo we've had this conversation before." He said looking pointedly at Rukia who blushed at being put on the spot, "You know I'm fine with it as long as I meet the boy. Especially since it's PAINFULLY obvious you're not going to make me any grandbabies with any of those pretty girls that you float around with. Won't even let me formally meet them!" He answered with a pout.
"Why do you even care Ichi-nii? You need to worry about your own problems before you butt your head into other people's personal lives, especially when you've been so distant lately and won't even except our help." Karin said cutting in, before he could respond to his dad.
"What are you talking about Karin?" He demanded angrily, landing back in his seat with his arms crossed childishly.
"I think you know exactly what I'm talking about Ichi-nii." Karin huffed, focusing her attention on Rukia. Everyone turned to the still silent girl as she continued to try and eat innocently. Apparently not wanting anyone to bring her into the conversation.
"Good job daughter! You reminded your old papa what he wanted to talk about today!" Isshin bellowed giving a thumbs up to his scowling daughter.
"I'm sorry Karin." Yuzu piped up.
"Don't worry about it Yuzu, they were bound to find out some time soon anyway." She said bitterly but looking at her sister with acceptance.
"So Rukia-chan, what did the idiot do this time?"
"Hey why does it have to be something I've done?!" Rukia rolled her eyes at hearing that then smiled wryly at her father.
"Nothing out of the usual Otou-san." She said snidely, her eyes playful as she glanced at Ichigo who glared back.
"That's not what I was told, I heard it was pretty serious this time." Isshin stated with raised eyebrows.
"Speaking of, who told you?" Ichigo growled with his arms still crossed as he leaned back in his chair. It was most likely either Yuzu or Urahara and depending on his father's answer he would know.
"That's not important boy, what's important is the harm that you did to my precious daughter's emotional wellbeing." It was Yuzu. If it was Urahara he'd just come out and say it or say something deceptive like he, 'got it from a reliable source.'
"Really don't worry Otou-san, it's all under control now. I beat Ichigo into shape." Rukia said with a charming grin as she raised her small fist proudly. From Ichigo's perspective the display didn't back up her words very well, what with how fragile her hand looked, but he knew firsthand how much her punch could pack-so didn't say anything.
"That's my girl!" Isshin laughed as he mussed her hair. Everyone went back to eating thinking that was the end of that conversation. "But really what did he do?" Isshin asked seriously.
Rukia choked on her water, barely catching herself from spitting it out. After wiping her lips she answered, "Well you know Ichigo, he's an ass and did some things," she spared a glance at the wide-eyed boy, "we had a disagreement… and you know how stubborn we can be so no one backed down. It was sort of a stale mate for a while."
Isshin nodded at this and pondered for a moment while looking at their faces. "What really got you two to reconcile?"
"We—," Rukia began.
"Ichigo." Isshin finished, looking for an answer from his son who sat next to her on the far end.
Ichigo looked to Rukia for a second then glanced back at his father. "Um, well we did what we normally do…We said we loved each other." He answered with complete sincerity in his eyes.
Isshin like everyone else in the room, was completely silent as he took this all in.
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"Good job my boy! I would have to beat your ass if you didn't." Isshin grinned from ear to ear before he started scarfing down his food and carrying on a new conversation now with the twins.
Ichigo looked down at his plate contemplating the look his father gave him as he said that. It felt like he could completely read him. Like he knew.
Ichigo looked up suddenly at Rukia who was engaging in conversation with Yuzu about something or another as his father and Karin argued about the latest football (soccer) game.
He felt her small soft hand rest on the top side of his underneath the table, coaxing him to grasp it. Ichigo looked back down at his plate blushing a bit with a tiny smile as he grasped firmly onto her hand. 'Of course she she could get me to blush over something like this.'
Rukia's smile when listening to Yuzu got brighter.
Isshin was holding Karin in a playful headlock while his eyes moved to the side of him to notice the change in atmosphere. What am I going to do Masaki?
oOo
"Good night Otou-san, Onii-san, Onee-san." Yuzu said as she hugged her father one last time. Karin waved, ignoring her father's cries of not giving him a hug, before catching Ichigo's glare as she stepped out of the room and in response stuck her tongue out.
"I'm heading up too. It's good to have you back Pops." Ichigo squeezed Rukia's hand one last time before he stood up and lazily saluted, walking casually out of the room.
Rukia started picking up plates deciding to help out the maids in putting them in the kitchen.
"Rukia." Isshin touched her arm to get her to stop moving and gesturing with his head to sit down. This was the tone he used whenever he wanted to talk seriously, it usually being with Ichigo though…rarely with the girls.
"Yes Otou-san?" Rukia asked taking her seat and looking up to him expectantly.
Isshin sighed, looking away from her large violet eyes and stared at the dining room entry way, trying to gather his thoughts. "You're okay right?"
Rukia took a minute to understand what he meant and when she realized, smiled warmly at him, "Yes Otou-san of course. You know Ichigo would never hurt me."
Isshin smiled but didn't back down in his question, "Maybe not physically." He said finally looking into her eyes with an all knowing gaze. In that moment Rukia felt like all the pain of her past, from seeing Ichigo with other girls, when she realized she loved him as more than a brother-but knowing they couldn't be together, of his distancing from her, to his pain and change after their mother died, all of it resurfacing to the forefront of her mind. Remembering it all made her want to cry, not wanting him to see the anguish on her face, she turned her head away from her father and tried hard to hold back any tears and sobs.
"No, I'm fine." She said in a way that sounded like she also wanted to reassure herself, her voice sounding a little hoarse.
"I know you're a very strong girl Rukia," he started patting her head lovingly, "you're just like you're mother in your mental strength." Rukia choked on a laugh before she looked up to Isshin with a smile. He smiled back warmly as he continued, "But, Yuzu told me that she heard you crying. I know for a fact that the last time you shed tears was when Masaki died." He confirmed who she, like Ichigo, thought his source was, knowing that she wouldn't tell or be mad.
Rukia stayed silent, looking down to her hands that were firmly clasped in her lap. When he was right he was right. When Rukia thought her and Ichigo's romantic and sibling relationship was over she felt an unbearable pain in her heart that she only experienced once with their mother died. She felt like she lost him. After so many days of silence she just broke down and couldn't bottle her tears any longer. That's when she thought she could try to at least fix their sibling relationship to talking terms so that the family wouldn't worry and also to comfort her own desires even just a little bit.
Isshin smiled sadly, "You don't have to tell me why, just know that I'm here for you, the girls are here for you, and Ichigo's here for you. IF the problem doesn't lie with him!" He laughed and Rukia cracked a smile along with him.
"I don't doubt what he said about the way you two made up neither. That was the way you squirts made up when you were little kids." He said with a guffaw. "Masaki thought it was so adorable, whenever he was mean to you, like the time he buried the Chappy stuffed animal Masaki gave you out behind the house somewhere, and when he saw you crying, he spent the whole day - missing Lunch and dinner – much to our bemusement – to dig up the backyard and find it. It was the reason we decided to make the yard into the beautiful garden it is today, Masaki did a really good job with that." Isshin said with a sparkle in his eyes at the memory of his beautiful wife, "anyway, he gave it back to you and said in his little baby voice, 'I love you imouto-chan.'" He chuckled heartily in an almost mocking way, "and then of course you'd say you love him back." Isshin rubbed her head again, yes he was the reason she hated people to mess up her hair but she allowed him to do it since he did it with fatherly love. "And the same would always go for when you did something mischievous to him, 'I love you onii-chan~'" Rukia pouted indignantly at his horrible high voice. "This would happen all the time… now that I think about it, you two were awfully mean to each other." He furrowed his brows as if thinking something, "And why don't you say you love your old pops?" He questioned sounding offended.
Rukia laughed breathily as she got up to hug him. "Thank you Otou-san, I love you too." Isshin hugged her back a lot softer than usual.
"Anytime Rukia-chan."
They released each other. "Now I think I'm going to head up to the den and watch some family videos and look through the albums. This conversation has made me awfully sentimental. Not to mention I want to gather some more ammo while I'm here to embarrass your brother with." He said with a devious grin. "You're welcome to join me if you want?"
"But what about school tomorrow?"
Isshin stared at her blankly.
"Okay, I'd love to gather some more information too." She said with an equally as devious grin. Obviously he was more important. "I'll ask Yuzu and Karin if they also want to join."
"Great idea oldest daughter! I'll have the maids make some popcorn and snacks!" He said rushing off.
Rukia giggled before getting up and taking the dishes into the kitchen where some of the maids smiled at her thankfully. Seeing them made her miss Momo being around, sadly she didn't work at the main house during the school year.
Rukia bounded up the stairs, feeling happy and content after talking with her father. She told Yuzu and Karin about her and Isshin's plans and they agreed to also come. Rukia was just heading to her room when she decided to take a detour.
"Ichigo." She called after she knocked on his door. Like her Chappy embellishment, his had a skull in an odd triangle border. After a few moments, Ichigo opened the door, pulled her inside and had her up against the door with a soft thud, as he captured her lips.
It was just as, if not even more tender than the kiss he gave her while she was in the car. She could literally feel all of his emotions absorb into her just with the touch of their lips. Ichigo's lips massaged onto hers deeply as he griped her body even tighter by her waist and pulled her in closer to him while holding a hand over her raven locks to keep her in place. He released the kiss on her lips, smiling when he heard her small mewl, and pressed another kiss to the side of her slightly open mouth.
"Ichigo." She said as he continued kissing the outsides of her mouth, her top lip, the crease on the other side, her bottom lip –nibbling it a bit and getting a small moan -, then he pressed another kiss to her lips again as she panted onto him wantonly. He kissed her again on both of her rosy cheeks, moving to her button nose and then finally giving a loving—lingering kiss to her brow.
"Wha-what was that for?" Rukia asked with a serene look. He could practically feel how special she felt just from that.
"I just wanted to say and show," he looked at her with so much warmth and emotion, "that I love you."
Flashback
When Ichigo walked into his room after dinner he went straight to his couch to lay down and sit with his thoughts. Today had just been an overall good day, some parts of the day to different extents. One of those parts being when Rukia said she loved him. Yes, that was a very good part.
He didn't mean to confess to her and if they weren't in such a compromising position at the time he would've blamed his racing heart on his anxiety in waiting to hear her response, but when she said she felt the same way it made him so happy that he had a slip of the tongue. Even if she only said it in the heat of the moment, it made something inside of him feel complete and his heart burst. He only wished he could get her to say it again...repetitively.
Hearing his iphone ring, Ichigo rolled over slightly to pick up the black object that he rested on his coffee table.
"Who is this and what do you want?"
"As off putting as always I see Ichigo-kun." A seductive voice purred on the other line.
"Again I ask, who the hell is this?" He said in an irritated tone after checking the caller idea and seeing it was from an unknown line. Then again he didn't really keep any contacts besides his family and some friends so if it was any outside of those numbers he was always left in suspense. He guessed he was just too lazy to put anyone else's number in especially if he wasn't 100% on knowing them for long.
"Aw Ichi-kun, that makes me sad that you don't remember the girl you stuck your cock into not even a couple of months ago." Her voice had a slight inflection to it that told him she didn't really care if he remembered her or not, so he couldn't really bring himself to feel bad. "If you really can't remember, my name is Yui Yamamoto, the principle of your school's granddaughter. Since we have different classes I haven't really been able to talk to you as of late."
Ichigo had listened on uninterested until he heard that she was Yama-jii's granddaughter. Was he really in that deep? The realization of his past actions floored him. "Okay so why did you call?" He asked apprehensively.
"Baby don't be like that." She purred, "I just wanted to see if you wanted to, hang out, this Friday in my mansion. My parents are away for the weekend and I'll be terribly bored. My body still tingles when remembering how good you were in bed. Oh kami, you made me so wet."
"Hey Ichigo! Open up the door boy!" Almost giving him a heart attack he heard the pounding of his door and his father's yell compared to how quiet it was a second ago. Not to mention it was hard to not be started with how high this girl had his eyebrows going on his head.
Returning back to the woman on his phone, he ignored his dad. "Yeah, that probably isn't going to happen anytime soon. I'm not into that kind of hanging out any more."
"Ichigo, I'm going to break down this door if you don't open up!"
Yui's voice didn't waver from his declining. "Don't you want to be inside me? You said you liked it last time." Her voice was literally dripping with sex and Ichigo was a little surprised with how blunt she was, he didn't usually find girls like that. Yeah they were obvious but it was a rarity for one to be this dirty.
"Ano, honestly I don't really remember you and like I said turning a new leaf here. So I'm going to have to hang up—" He said nonchalantly, more than a little ready to get off the phone with this woman.
"Wai—"
Ichigo clicked his phone off and looked up to see his father standing a few feet away from him. "Ah! When the hell did you get in here? I didn't even hear you break down the door!"
"Don't tell me you thought you were the only one who had a key to your room in this house, did you?" Isshin said gruffly with his hands across his chest. Ichigo could tell his dad was being serious and it was unnerving to say the least.
"What do you want to talk about with me today old man?" Ichigo sighed, sitting up and giving his father his full attention. Any impudence in this moment would not be in his favor.
"You gotta stop that Ichigo." Isshin stated with a sigh of his own, relaxing his shoulders a bit.
"Stop what?"
"Stop running around on these girls like that. I don't know what happened to you, but I didn't raise no son who treats girls like trash." Ichigo looked down with shame, "I thought I showed you how to treat a woman when Masaki was alive and how well to treat your sisters, every day." Ichigo cringed at hearing his mother's name as if he slapped him.
"I know dad, most of the girls I've been with know that it was a casual thing." He tried defending himself.
"Did they really Ichigo? Or did they just say that so that they could have a chance to be with you." Ichigo blinked at his, actually really possible words. It was true that a good handful of the girls that he had been with showed more contempt in leaving him than a person would if they really only saw it as casual. Not to mention he was usually the one telling the girl beforehand what he wanted out the relationship while they just went along with it.
God he was scum.
Ichigo stayed silent just wallowing in his guilt until his father spoke up again, possibly taking pity on his obvious regret. "Son just make sure you don't do it again. I want the next person you be with to be the one." Isshin laughed disbelievingly, "Hell you've dated enough girls for a life time!"
Ichigo smiled ruefully along with his dad.
"But then I can't really expect you to do that, you're still young and ready to take on the world, it would just make your old man proud to act more responsibly." Isshin sighed and sat on a chair on the side of the couch where Ichigo was sitting. "But then again I'd be a hypocrite if I said I wasn't the same way when I was around your age, give or take a few years older."
"What?" Ichigo exclaimed, looking wide eyed at Isshin.
Isshin smiled wide at his ignorance, "Yep, your old man has been with many different types of women, I even almost lost Masaki because of it." Ichigo continued to stare, fully interested now with the turn of events. "Yep, your very beautiful mother and I were just friends at the time, after she helped me when some yakuza tried to gun me down. I was having a bad day that day, I'd broken up with the first serious girlfriend I ever had after I found her cheating on me, her name was Yume Kanzaki and I really thought we were going to get married. Well, I had beat the poor bastard she was sleeping with to an inch of his life when I found out and it just so happened he was the son of a powerful gang leader of the Kuboyashi clan. I had fought off as many as I could but didn't see the guy with the cocked gun behind my back aimed at my skull. When I heard it go off it was luckily shot up to the sky and Masaki was standing over him with her face somber as she went on a tirade about not shooting a guy without his own weapon.
Your mother was so beautiful even at that time, she had short hair though compared to how she grew it out after we got older. She was in high school at the time too, while I was in college getting my medical degree- so even if I wanted to go out with her, it was immoral and wrong for me to do so." Ichigo looked down, starting to feel a connection with this story. "So as our friendship bloomed, I went back into my old ways of jumping the next nice pair of legs while little did I know my now best friend had a crush on me. I hurt her really bad at that time and I didn't even realize it. I had developed feelings for her so quickly that I was afraid of them and getting hurt again, so I just pushed them away. It was only until she set me straight and gave me an ultimatum that I relinquished my old ways and tried to go after her."
"The reason I'm telling you all this is because, Ichigo when you finally meet that girl, if she isn't already in your life right now, you may lose her with the way things are going. And if she's in your life I'm betting on it that she must be terribly hurt like the way that Masaki was. Don't wait too long like I did boy!" Isshin said, smacking Ichigo in the head.
"Hey!" Ichigo cried, rubbing the back of his head soothingly and then sighed. "But you're right."
"Ha! I always am!" Isshin said beginning to guffaw loudly.
"Stupid old goat." Ichigo muttered while his father's laughter rang around the room.
oOo
"I love you so much Rukia, and not just as your brother. I love you as a man more than I've loved anyone one else." Ichigo sighed, feeling the weight of opening his heart decrease. Rukia blushed at hearing his words, having never been confessed to before and with such sincerity. "I know that I've hurt you with what I've done in the past and I'm so sorry I can't even put it into words." He looked away, the self-loathing in his face apparent.
Rukia couldn't believe she was seeing him so vulnerable, this was the most he opened up to her in a very long time. "Ichigo."
"I wish I could apologize to all of those girls that I hurt. I didn't want my selfishness to hurt anyone! I didn't realize how bad I was until now, now… that I see I've hurt you the most." Rukia could see the emptiness in his chocolate-brown eyes, how he was hurting himself from this revelation.
Rukia closed her lids to try and stop the burn in her violet orbs but it only did good to let a tear drop. She opened them when she felt Ichigo's thumb wipe it away. "I just keep hurting you." He said with a sad smile.
"That's not true baka." She said as her voice caught, trying to get over the lump in her throat.
Ichigo's lips lifted a little more at her feeble assurance, even like this she looked beautiful. Her face was flushed and she bit her lips to keep them from trembling but her eyes were a torrent of emotions. They stared into his own like she was reading his soul. "God I love you Rukia. I hate that it took me so long to say this, but I really truly do. Even though you're too good for me, I still want to wake up next to you every day and see your smiling face, I want to bicker with you, joke with you, and make love to only you."
Rukia pulled him in by the collar of his shirt and smashed her lips to his passionately. She opened her mouth to him and danced with his tongue with slow and heated strokes as if they would kiss forever. Slowly breaking apart, Rukia relaxed into his strong arms, her heart beating a mile a minute as happiness engulfed her body. She couldn't remember ever being this happy before.
"I love you too Ichigo, I always have." She confessed, hearing his heart speed up after her head rested on his chest.
Ichigo kissed her raven hair as he basked in her warmth and took in her intoxicating scent. Both of them wishing they could stay this way forever.
That night as much as Ichigo wanted to, they didn't make love since Rukia said Isshin would find it fishy that they stayed up here even after she told him she'd be back down. Ichigo scoffed thinking distantly that he may have planned the whole thing but that made his heart rush and not in a good way. When they got down stairs everyone was just getting comfortable on the large couches that surrounded the literal movie theater sized screen TV. Okay maybe that was an exaggeration but it was pretty big. Everyone got their laughs off of Ichigo as a stupid kid and awed at him and Rukia as tiny totes, the same went for Yuzu and Karin. When Masaki came on the screen Yuzu started to cry and everyone felt a little sad but it was a happy sadness knowing that she was in a better place. Isshin gave all of his kids a group bear hug when it ended while they tried to kick him off, before everyone went to bed.
"Good night my little woman." Ichigo said with a wry grin.
"Yeah, night." She said with a smirk of her own, barely giving him a glance and knowing that that would piss him off.
Ichigo pulled on her thin wrist and pulled her even closer to his body, leaning down to whisper in her ear. "I love you." His warm breath made her shiver and the little circles he drew with his thumb on her lower back was making warmth and wetness pool at the apex of her thighs. Ichigo pulled back a little to bite on her bottom lip and kissed her in a way that made her want more and more. By the time he was done she was holding onto his shirt in a tight grip and her legs were jelly.
"Night Rukia." He said huskily and before she knew it he was gone.
"Shit, that weird thing is still happening to me." She cursed nibbling on her thumb and looking at his door longingly. 'I don't think it was that this time Rukia.' She thought to herself. "Fuck it."
Down in the dark hallway, the violet eyed, raven haired girl snuck into the amber eyed, orange haired male's room and she knew she couldn't be happier with her decision.
AN: Hmm trying to decide if I should continue the lemon in the next chapter or if that will be too much (kind of just want to carry on with the story line). Yep there's some angst in here and a lot of fatherly wisdom and love. Not as funny as I thought I was going to make it but I really wanted this chapter to be a major plot point. Tell me if you see the foreshadowing in there.
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