Rukia walked back into Ichigo's room after taking a shower. She had on a new set of clothes and was drying her wet hair with a towel. Ichigo was still sleeping and his clothes were neatly placed on his chair by Rukia. The raven-haired woman looked at the clock on his desk.
1:22 pm.
Rukia and Ichigo wasted a good few hours making love over and over again, and falling asleep for a little over an hour. She had a little less than an hour before the kids get home. What to do now?
She sat next to Ichigo's sleeping figure and gently stroked his orange hair. He would always smile when she did that, allowing him to sleep with happier dreams.
Suddenly the phone rang. Rukia stood up and went out to grab the call.
"Moshi moshi?"
"Kuchiki-san?"
"Hai?"
"Hello. This is Watanabe Ayame. I am your son's teacher."
Oh shit. "Yes. How may I help you?"
"Well, would you mind coming by the school today? Takeshi has just been caught in a fight during lunch."
Rukia sighed. The kid was turning into his father a bit too much, even though he didn't have the orange hair to bother him. "Yes. I'll be there in less than an hour."
"Thank you," Watanabe-sensei said as she hung up.
Rukia placed the phone back into the receiver. She turned around to get ready when a figure popped out.
"AHH!"
"Hey! It's just me!" Ichigo said as he grabbed her wrist.
Rukia let out a sigh of relief than smacked him. "What are you doing scaring me like that?"
"Ow," Ichigo rubbed his sore arm, "I just wanted to know what that call was."
"Well, if you have to know, your son just got in trouble for fighting at school."
"Did he win?" Ichigo asked.
Rukia slapped him again and walked off.
"Where are you going?"
"I have to get ready to go meet his teacher—what?" Rukia asked when Ichigo suddenly grabbed her wrist again.
"Let me go too."
"What?"
Ichigo's smirk grew bigger. "I want to meet his teacher so let me go with you."
Rukia looked at him for a moment and sighed. She knew that she was going to regret this. In fact, she knew very well what was going to happen. But she also knew that Ichigo wanted to act more like the father he never was. "Fine. Get ready and follow me."
In no time Ichigo took a shower and got into a new pair of clothes. They decided to walk to school since it wasn't too far away. When they reached the front yard, they stopped at the gates.
Rukia took in a deep breath to ready herself for what was going to come. "You ready?" she asked Ichigo.
He had a glint in his eye as his trademark smirk appeared. "Yeah. Let's go do this."
The parents walked into school grounds and made their way inside the building. Rukia guided Ichigo to the teacher's room. Apparently she got called in a lot because of Takeshi ever since he started school so Rukia knew her way around the building pretty well.
"This is it," Rukia said as she stopped in front of a door. "Go on in."
Ichigo looked at her. "You're not comin'?"
Rukia shook her head. "I know how much you want to be the parent you never were. So I'm giving you the chance. If you mess up, I'll be right here to step in, so don't worry." She looked at him with a big smile. "Just don't embarrass me."
Ichigo grinned. "I'll try not to." And he knocked the door.
"Come in," a female voice called out from inside.
Rukia sat on the chair that was next to the door, and nodded at Ichigo.
The orange-haired father took one deep breath and opened the door.
Watanabe-sensei was expecting Rukia to come in since the other parents were already there. But a young man with orange hair and furrowed eyebrows came in instead. "May I help you?"
Ichigo smiled. "Yeah. My name is—"
"Otousan?"
Everyone looked at Takeshi who jumped off his seat upon seeing his father come in.
"Wh—what?" Watanabe-sensei stammered as she adjusted her glasses.
Ichigo smiled at his son then turned back at the teacher. "As I was saying: my name is Kurosaki Ichigo. I'm Takeshi's father."
Takeshi ran up to Ichigo and grabbed his wrists. "Why are you here? What about okasan?"
The father patted his son's head. "What? You don't want your old man here? I just wanted to meet your teacher and find out how you've been doing here at school. By the by, your record isn't so clean."
Takeshi pouted as Ichigo walked up to his teacher and held out his hand. "Sorry for taking so long to meet you."
Watanabe-sensei was still unsure whether to believe this man but she took his hand and shook it. "Well, it's a pleasure to finally meet you, Kurosaki-san. Please have seat."
Ichigo nodded as he and Takeshi sat next to the other parents and kids with… beaten up faces. Ichigo looked at his son and noticed that he did have a bruise on his right cheek, but he was still better off than the other kids.
"Well, Kurosaki-san," Watanabe-sensei started, "I was just explaining to the other parents what happened. Apparently your son got angry at his three classmates over something so he started a fight."
"Like I've been saying, I didn't start anything!" Takeshi yelled out.
"Hmph!" one of the boy's mothers, Ito-san, snorted. "What makes you think anyone here will believe that? Look at my son's face. He's in more pain than you are!" She then turned her attention to Ichigo and eyed him, "Judging by the father, I'd say that the 'apple doesn't fall far from the tree.'"
Watanabe-sensei, sensing things could go wrong, quickly jumped in. "Anyways! I was trying to figure out a proper punishment for Takeshi that would—"
"There is no need to think too much! Just expel the boy!" cried out Takahashi-san, the only other father in the room.
The other parents started to agree to his opinion. Ichigo just sat back and waited for everything to settle down a bit. Watanabe-sensei was trying hard to calm down the parents but it wasn't working. And things got worse when Takahashi-san kept talking.
"From what I hear, the kid's father has been missing for several years. I'm not surprise to see a young man with such hair. Bet he was an adolescent and got the kid's mom pregnant really early. Young people these days! They just don't know how to stay in their pants. I'm surrounded by such dumbasses that I don't want my kids hanging around someone like him!"
Ichigo was still silent but Takeshi was just about to explode.
"I bet his mother is a whore!" Hayashi-san whispered to Ito-san.
Three.
"The father looks like a punk! Maybe he's part of the yakuza!"
Two.
"The boy obviously fights like a gangster, just like his father."
One.
"They should just leave this town immediately!" Takahashi-san cried out.
IGNITION!
"YOU OLD GEEZERS NEED TO SHUT UP!" Takeshi screamed out through all the noise. Surprised by the sudden outburst, everyone became quiet. "I don't know what is wrong with you bastards but you have no right to talk about my family that way!"
Ito-san was the first person to recover. She pointed her finger at Takeshi with utter disgust. "How dare you speak to us this way? It seems that we were right about your ruthless behavior—"
"SHUT UP!" Takeshi jumped out of his chair and pointed his finger at the parents. "Don't talk like you know us! I already know that you guys aren't so special with your sissy jobs!"
"Why you—" Takahashi-san tried to cut in but Takeshi kept talking.
The ten-year-old pointed at the orange head and proudly announced: "My father went to the University of Tokyo and he's now a great doctor at Tokyo Central Hospital! What do you have to say about that now?"
Everyone in the room became silent again, 'surprise' written on their faces. Todai? Doctor? They looked at Ichigo who was grinning and looking at his son with pride.
"And all those reasons those brats of yours told Watanabe-sensei isn't true! They made fun of my little sister's hair over and over again so I got mad! I didn't even make the first punch! Of course, I only let that one and only punch hit me before I fought back." Takeshi said with the same smirk across his face like his father.
Everyone was still utterly shocked at all the information that they had just received. Ichigo let out a laugh and patted Takeshi's raven hair. "It seems like my boy here is in no fault at all. Besides, he's not the type to get into random fights unless someone else makes the move first."
Ichigo stood up and faced Watanabe-sensei with a serious expression. "You've just been told the truth. The ones that need to get punished would be those three kids and not my son. They're the ones that made fun of my daughter and if I had my ways, those brats would be in more critical condition. And unlike their parents, I won't talk shit about them or their family. My family is way better than that. Let's go Takeshi!" Ichigo walked to the door and Takeshi followed.
Watanabe-sensei got her senses back and started to yell at the three kids and their parents for having lied to her. Ichigo opened the door and in front of him stood Rukia with a big smile.
"Did I do well?"
Rukia nodded her head. The father and son walked out of the room, but before the door closed Rukia took a step in and looked at the parents. "By the way, Hayashi-san," she looked at the mother, "I am not a whore."
With those words Rukia stepped out and closed the door.
A/N: Okay, I admit that ending wasn't good. I kinda liked where I was originally going with this chapter but a little past the middle I totally forgot how I wanted to end it. So I had no choice but to improvise. Thus one of the reasons I couldn't update this chapter faster... let's just go to the next chapter!
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