Yoruichi sat beside Ichigo on his living room couch. Across from them sat Isshin, his eyes darting from his son to the dark skinned beauty. Something about Isshin caught Yoruichi's eye. She couldn't quite lay her finger on it, but she knew there was definitely something in the air. She was getting a strange vibe, almost like she got from most of the higher level captains at soul society. Brushing off the sensation, she leaned back, her hand grasped in Ichigo's.
"So, how serious is your relationship?" Isshin interrogated, raising his eyebrow as he leaned forward. Ichigo sighed, annoyance apparant.
"Its serious enough." Ichigo sighed, narrowing his eyes.
"How is that so when you just started your relationship?" This caused the couple to glance at each other. They were aware that he thought they were together since the start. "Ah, you see, nothing gets past me, no matter how dumb I look." Yoruichi waited a moment, then looked into Isshin's eyes.
"Ichigo and I are fairly involved. I can honestly say, I want to be with forever." The cat smiled, squeezing Ichigo's hand. Isshin seemed happy with the answer as he stroked the beard he had, folding his arms over his chest.
"Your name is Yoruichi Shihouin, correct?" Yoruichi's eyes narrowed. "No doubt one of the nobles daughters?" Ichigo's eyes widened, his breath caught. How did his dad know about that? "Its quite the honor." Isshin grinned. Yoruichi's glare never faultered as she nodded her head. She closed her eyes momentarily.
"Now I remember." She said, opening them slowly. Her golden eyes glowed with realization. "Isshin Kurosaki, captain-level shinigami."
"What!?" Ichigo felt his entire face go pale, his heart stopping in his chest. "Dad, your a-"
"A shinigami, yes." Ichigo glanced from his dad to Yoruichi, his face completely blank. "Don't look so surprised Ichigo. Where do you think your power comes from?"
"Why didn't you ever tell me!?" Ichigo rasped out, his hand leaving Yoruichi's as he grabbed his father by the front of his shirt. "Don't you think I have a right to know!?"
"Ichigo." Yoruichi said softly, setting her hand on his arm. Ichigo glanced to her, his anger subsiding as he let his dad go. "Isshin, we should talk more later. For now, I need to clear Ichigo's head." Nodding, Isshin watched as Yorichi coaxed Ichigo out of the house. He sighed. He hated to break the information so suddenly, but he had no choice. What with he'd just learned from Urahara, things were going down and fast. His son had to know the dangers he faced.
Yoruichi grasped Ichigo's head in her hands as she looked up into his eyes. The rain poured down on them, their bodies already soaked. Ichigop kept adverting his gaze, not wanting to look her in the eyes. He was too angry. That little bit of information sparked a rage within him. This whole time, all of his life, his dad was a shinigami. A shinigami! How could he have not known. Why hadn't Urahara said anything?
"Ichigo!" Her voice grabbed his attention. "Look at me." She demanded, Ichigo's eyes shifted to look into hers. "You need to calm down. We have to listen to what Isshin has to say. He keeps in touch with Kisuke often, he might have some news. And seeing as how serious he got, I'd say the news is pretty bad. Theres no time to stop and think about it now."
"All my life Yoruichi, all my life and I never knew. I never knew that my own father hunted and killed hollows. I never knew my dad was hundreds of years old. Do you know how shocking that is to me?" Yoruichi gave him a sweet smile, her thumbs stroking the spot just above his cheek bone beneath his eyes.
"I know. Its alot to handle considering the fact that we just finally gotten together. But, you have to keep yourself in control. You know there's that dorment hollow within you. We first need to find out whats going on. We'll discuss the rest later."
"I don't know Yoruichi. Right now, I'm not sure I'm fit to stay calm." Smiling, Yoruichi leaned up and kissed him. Ichigo thought about pulling away, but the thought quickly escaped him as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her back. Her arms slid around his neck, pressing into him. "Thats one way to calm me down." Ichigo smirked, rubbing his hands up at down her back. Water droplets dripped off the ends of her hair. She licked her lips, smirking as she ran her hands throuugh his hair.
"Thats why I'm here. To make sure i keep your ass in check."
"And I'll gladly return the favor." He grinned, pulling her against him more. Glancing to his house, he sighed. "Ready to try this again?" He began to move for the door, but she stopped him, reaching out to grab his shirt. She pulled him down to her, their lips crashing together in a passionate kiss. Several minutes later, they pulled apart.
"I love you." She whispered, her eyes half open as she stared up at him. Ichigo smiled, his heart doing flips in his chest.
"I love you too." His voice was low and husky, much liked by Yoruichi as he leaned down for another kiss.
A/N: The confession chapter. Twas Thanksgiving. Alot of work from school, lots of people over. I hadn't the time to work on my fic, but it needed to be updated. The next chapter, I feel i owe everyone a long one. So, be prepared to read next time around. Cause for sure the next chapter is gonna be evily long. You'll be cursing me half way through, "Damn Nicole! How dare she make us read all this! Its insane!" Hehe, and I will reply with. "I warned you!" R&R Pwease :3 ohs HAPPY TURKEY DAY!