Two Weeks Later
Rukia walked into her apartment and set her bags on the ground. She was finally in Tokyo after receiving a call from Ukitake to come visit last week. Takeshi and Mai wanted to come to see Ichigo but they still had school. Isshin promised to drop them off at her apartment that weekend. So technically Rukia was six days early from when she promised to visit Ichigo. This was going to surprise the bleach out of his hair.
Rukia looked around her apartment and noticed how lonely it was without the kids. She always visited Tokyo with Takeshi and Mai, so without them the city looked too big and lonely. Just as she was about to unpack her bags, she remembered what Ukitake had told her. The gallery was now finished. She could now come and start hanging up some of her paintings or work on several new pieces in the open room in the basement. Since she was planning on spending most of her time there, Rukia grabbed her bags and left the apartment.
The gallery was only a bus ride away so Rukia didn't suffer too much from carrying her luggage there. The building was fully built and was only waiting for the owner to finish her drawings to set up for the opening. Rukia fumbled around with the keys as she walked to the back and opened the back door. This place was even worse than her apartment. It had three floors with paintings hanging off the walls but no human being. It was too eerie. Rukia walked towards another door in the back room and dropped her bags on one of the sofas that were meant for the employees to use during their break. She looked around and felt a chill run up her spine. Not liking the gallery at the moment, Rukia quickly ran outside and locked the door.
"What do I do now?" Rukia asked herself as she looked up at the sky. It was December with heavy clouds, threatening to snow.
Rukia snuggled deeper into her warm coat and pulled her purse closer to her. As she walked down the street Rukia remembered how difficult it had been for her the past two weeks. Ichigo called every night but it wasn't the same as seeing him and actually touching him. He's been pretty tired lately because of the work that piled up during his one month vacation. Working day in and day out, Ichigo had been deprived of sleep for some time.
At home, Takeshi has been acting tough but he was still a little boy so at night Takeshi would stay up and watched some T.V. show that Ichigo liked, and Rukia would often times find him crying silently to himself, missing his father. Mai was no different except she would cry in front of everyone. It was difficult when one of her classmate got picked up by her father while Takeshi picked her up. She kept crying and crying that Takeshi quickly took her home and called Ichigo. That always stopped her tears and she would be the happy hyper girl that she really was. But it was embarrassing when Isshin would cry alongside Mai at the grocery store whenever they see anything orange. Since then, Rukia made sure that the two stayed home and she went out to do the shopping.
Just as Rukia turned a corner, she noticed a tall building peeking out a few blocks away. She looked up and squinted her eyes to read the sign.
Tokyo Central Hospital.
Bingo.
With a big smile on her face, Rukia walked towards the hospital. She only hoped that Ichigo was in today.
She walked in the glass sliding doors and noticed right away how big the place was. It was probably twice the size of Karakura Hospital, and that place was an average-sized hospital itself!
Rukia walked up to the front desk in the middle of the first floor.
"Um, excuse me?"
A nurse, around her late twenties, looked up and smiled. "Yes, how may I help you?"
"I was looking for the office of Kurosaki Ichigo-sensei. Can you tell me where it is?" Rukia asked.
"Sure, do you have an appointment today with Kurosaki-sensei?" The nurse asked as she faced her computer.
Rukia shook her head. "No, I'm just visiting."
The nurse's smile quickly disappeared and her fingers stopped typing. She looked up at Rukia with a cold expression. "I'm sorry but unless you have an appointment you are not allowed to see Kurosaki-sensei."
Rukia's smile also disappeared and confusion was written all over her face. "Excuse me?"
The nurse stood up and pointed towards the door. "If you are another one of his fangirls then I'm sorry but we will not permit you to visit our doctor."
Our? Rukia thought to herself. "There must be a misunderstanding—"
"I don't think so," the nurse interrupted. By now several of the other nurses that have been listening to their conversation turned around and gave Rukia a deadly glare. "Our Kurosaki-sensei has no interest in woman like you. He is too busy with work and we take to it that he is protected from sluts like you."
"Slut?" Rukia felt a vein pop in her head.
The nurses nodded together. "Yes, slut. We've seen too many of you girls walking in here with your skirt raised high just to get our doctor to go out with you. But we are not letting that happen. He's not even interested in us so why would he be interested in you?"
Rukia looked at her outfit but found absolutely nothing wrong with what she was wearing. This is ridiculous! Rukia shouted in her head. "Look, I'm not here just for a piece of ass! Ichigo and I—"
"Kuchiki-san?"
Rukia turned around and saw Unohana walking up to her. She quickly bowed as did the nurses. "Unohana-san. It's a pleasure to see you again."
Unohana smiled as she returned the bow. "Yes it is indeed. But what might you be doing here?"
"I was in town because Ukitake-san called with the news that the gallery was all ready. And I thought I'd visit Ichigo while I'm at it," Rukia replied.
"Oh, yes I remember my husband telling me this," Unohana smiled, "Well, Kurosaki-kun is on the twelfth floor. As soon as you get off, turn right and walk down to room 1215. That is his office and I don't believe he has any appointment for a few hours so you should be fine."
Rukia held a wide smile as she gave Unohana another bow. "Arigato gozaimasu." She stood up and quickly ran to the elevator.
Unohana smiled and was about to walk away when one of the nurses called her.
"Yes?"
"I'm sorry but who was that girl? Why did you inform her of Kurosaki-sensei?"
Unohana turned around knowing full well that Ichigo had his own fanclub in the hospital even if he didn't know it. "You'll know soon enough," she answered and walked away.
Rukia walked into the elevator and push the button to the twelfth floor. She was starting to feel really anxious to see Ichigo… But the elevator is taking too long!
Rukia took this time to look at her reflection off the stainless doors. I do NOT look like a slut! Rukia thought as she reflected back to what the other nurse had said to her. Rukia quickly straightened her hair and took off her warm coat to brush off the wrinkles on her blouse and long skirt.
DING!
The elevator doors finally opened to the twelfth floor and Rukia stepped out. She turned right and walked down the hall until she reached the end. The room in front of her read 1210. She needed to find 1215 so she turned left to follow the rooms.
In a matter of seconds she was now standing in front of room 1215 and directly below it the words Dr. Kurosaki Ichigo: Chief Resident were written in bold letters. Rukia smiled, proud of what the father of her children had accomplished. She cleared her throat as she knocked on the door.
Knock knock knock.
"Come in," Ichigo's voice came from inside.
Rukia grabbed the doorknob and twisted the door open. When she stepped inside, she saw his blinding hair looking down at the charts on his desk. Noticing that he still wasn't aware of her presence, Rukia slid in and shut the door loudly.
"How may I help you—" Ichigo looked up and his eyes widen upon seeing who it was. "Rukia!"
Rukia smiled looking at Ichigo's shocked face. "Well? Are you just going to sit there and stare at me all day?" she sarcastically asked.
Ichigo jumped out of his chair and ran to her. He wrapped his arms around the petite woman and their lips met with intense heat.
"Ichigo…" Rukia mumbled in between kisses, "I can't… breathe… mmph."
Ichigo slowly set her down and pulled away from her. "What are you doing here?" he finally asked, breathlessly.
"I wanted to surprise you."
Ichigo grinned as he lightly brushed his lips against hers. "Well I've been thoroughly surprised."
Rukia smiled as she leaned back to get some more air. "This better not be the way you greet everyone here," she snorted.
Ichigo lightly bumped his head against her forehead as he sarcastically replied, "Only when I get surprised."
Rukia laughed as Ichigo led her to a seat, and he took the chair directly in front of her. "So tell me, what other reason are you here for? Where are the kids?"
"They're still back home. Your father agreed to bring them here this weekend like I promised," Rukia replied and Ichigo nodded, "As for my other reason for being here, Ukitake-san informed me that the gallery has been fully remodeled so I'm just here to do the finishing touches."
"Well I—" Ichigo words got cut short when someone knocked at the door.
Knock knock.
Ichigo looked at Rukia. "This better not be another surprise." Rukia shook her head so Ichigo shouted to the door, "Come in."
"Kurosaki-sensei?" a young nurse with brown hair walked into the room, "Hayashi-sensei is here to see you."
"Damn, already?" Ichigo checked his watch. He stood up and gathered the patient charts he was looking at when Rukia entered.
The raven-haired woman just sat there but turned around when she felt the young nurse glaring at the back of her head. Great, another fangirl.
"Rukia, I'll be right back," Ichigo said, "And then we can go out for lunch."
Rukia nodded her head as she stood up. "Sounds like a plan."
Ichigo leaned down and gave her a light peck on the cheeks. "Stay here."
Rukia let a big smile spread across her face as Ichigo walked past the horrid-stricken nurse. Rukia gave her a satisfied smirk which got the nurse to glare back as she slammed the door hard. Rukia winced at the loud noise but was quite happy that Ichigo had kissed her.
Rukia stood up to examine the room she was in. It was pretty roomy with decent furniture. She walked behind his desk and immediately sat down on his big "boss" chair that looked really comfortable. She looked at the items on his desk. A lot of papers were scattered around and books were opened. But really caught Rukia's attention was the three picture frames.
The first one had a picture of Isshin and the twins, possibly from a few years ago since Karin and Yuzu looked pretty young. The other frame held a picture of her and three-year-old Takeshi who was sitting on Ichigo's shoulders. Both of these pictures were from several years back, but the last one was new, definitely put up a few days ago. The third frame held a picture of her again but this time holding a laughing Mai while Ichigo was giving a small headlock to Takeshi.
Rukia smiled as she traced her fingers over these pictures, happy feelings running through her body. She never knew Ichigo had pictures of their family in his office. And it seems like he often look at them because fingerprints were smeared everywhere.
While one hand was still playing with the pictures, Rukia laid her other arm on the desk and placed her head down on it as she thought about the day they took the recent photo.
Flashback
Kurosaki Mai blew out her six candles, clapping her hands cheerfully.
"Happy Birthday Mai!" Everyone cheered.
It was the last week of November, just a few days before Ichigo had to leave and he was glad that he could celebrate this daughter's birthday.
"Arigato!" Mai grinned widely as she took a big bite off the slice of cake Rukia handed to her.
The party was taking place right after school so Orihime was able to bring Mai home along with several of her preschool buddies, all of whom will be joining her in kindergarten in the coming April. Several hours later, everyone else (those who could make it, that is) arrived at the Kurosaki house to celebrate her birthday with armful of presents.
"Ne, Kuchiki-san," Matsumoto nudged her friend, "How are things going with you and Ichigo?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, Uryuu told me that Kurosaki-kun is going to leave by the end of the week," Orihime whispered, "Is this true?"
Rukia sighed. "I'm afraid so."
Matsumoto and Orihime sucked in their breath dramatically. "But how can you stay so calm?"
Rukia shrugged her shoulders as she continued passing out the cakes to Mai's classmates. "It's not a big deal if you know the whole story. But I'm kind of busy right now so I can't explain everything in full detail."
And with that she disappeared back into the kitchen, while Matsumoto and Orihime looked at each other in utter confusion and worry.
"I think something is wrong with Kuchiki-san," Orihime whispered.
Matsumoto crossed her arms under her…er, bosoms. "I think it's time for us to do something about our carrot-top over there."
Orihime nodded with a serious expression.
Ichigo, oblivious to the evil planning of his female friends, was sitting next to Takeshi, who was in the middle of defeating Renji and Ikkaku in Go Fish. (A/N: the card game, in case anyone got confused :P)
Renji took in a deep breath as he scanned his hand. He then looked up, eyeing the calm Takeshi. "Do you have any…" Renji paused and looked over at Ikkaku who have him a serious nod. Renji turned back to Takeshi and continued, "…any six's?"
Takeshi blankly stared at the red head before giving him an evil smirk, just like Ichigo's. "Go Fish."
"OH COM'ON!" Renji yelled, falling on his back in utter annoyance.
Everyone around them were laughing but now it was Ikkaku's turn to face Takeshi, who, by the way, was only sweating even more from the pressure.
Takeshi eyed the bald man with the same evil smirk. "Madarame-san, do you have any… two's?"
Ikkaku let out a defeat sigh, pulling out two two's from his hand and handing it over to the ten year old.
"You guys are hella stupid," Ichigo grunted with a smirk.
"Shut up!" Renji and Ikkaku yelled back.
Takeshi gave a low whistle, taunting the two older men. "Nice comeback."
Angry veins appear on both the two men's head as they glared at the kid who now held a smaller hand, while Ichigo only snickered in the background.
"Um, I think you guys should keep your voices down," Ishida said, pushing up his ever-slipping glasses, "There are preschoolers in the living room."
"Go shove it, Ishida! I don't care what others' think at the moment because I'm getting fucked up by a frickin' ten year old!" Ikkaku yelled, although his voice did become a little smaller.
Takeshi snorted. "You guys are just idiots."
Yumichika flipped his hair and smiled. "Yes, Takeshi-kun is right in that aspect. These two men don't know how to play this game beautifully… not surprising with the way they look."
"Then I dare you to go against this kid, feather-brains!" Ikkaku retorted.
"Che," he snorted and looked away, "I will not stoop so low as to go against a child."
Getting even more pissed, Ikkaku gathered up all the cards and shuffled them. "One more round! And this time, you're playing," he shouted, referring to Yumichika.
Ichigo only watched as Takeshi got ready for another round of Go Fish with three adults this time.
"Ano, Kurosaki-kun?"
The orange head turned around to see Orihime standing behind him. "What is it Inoue?"
"Um, well…" Orihime looked at the ground and started to sway from where she was standing, "There is something I need to talk to you with… can we go somewhere quiet?"
Ichigo raised an eyebrow at her words. He shrugged his shoulder and stood up to follow the ditsy woman.
Orihime went up the stairs and entered Rukia's room (although she really didn't use it anymore since Ichigo's bed was much more "comfortable").
"What's going on?" Ichigo asked, noticing Tatsuki, Matsumoto, and Hinamori already waiting for him.
Orihime pushed him in and closed the door behind her, locking it. "Please sit," she pointed to a chair in the middle of the room.
Ichigo was starting to feel nervous but did as he was told. As soon as he sat down, Tatsuki walked up to him and brought her face closer to his, making Ichigo to lean back as far as possible.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
Tatsuki then pulled out several ropes and tied his arms to the chair, tightly.
"Tatsuki! What the fuck are you doing?" Ichigo yelled.
"Shut up and only speak when we ask you something," she snapped back.
Matsumoto walked over and tweaked his ear. "Tell us why you're leaving our Kuchiki-san again?"
Ichigo cringed as Matsumoto's fingernails dug into his ear. "What the hell! It's not like I'm disappearing all over again!"
"And what might you mean by that?" Matsumoto glared, tweaking his ear more.
"Ano, I don't think it's a good idea to hurt him," Hinamori whispered, trying to pull Matsumoto away.
The strawberry-blonde woman shook her head. "Nonsense. It's only fitting to torture bastards like Kurosaki here."
"Damn you woman!" he yelled, "Let go of my ear and then I'll tell you!"
Matsumoto immediately released his ears but she and Tatsuki still stood in front of him, arms crossed and ready to hit him incase he says something stupid.
Ichigo glared at the two women and said, "I'm a resident at Tokyo Central Hospital, and this is my last week of vacation. There, you happy?"
Orihime rubbed her forefinger against her chin, thinking about what he just said. "But why are you leaving Kuchiki-san again? How can you selfishly leave her and your two kids to go back and live a stylish life with all your money—Oh! I bet you have another woman over there! Someone who's taller and likes to spend your money. Maybe that's why you never married Kuchiki-san and—"
"That's enough Orihime," Tatsuki covered her friend's mouth.
Matsumoto looked back at Ichigo. "Well?"
"'Well' what?" he questioned back.
She slapped him behind his head. "Do you have another woman?"
"What the f—HELL NO!" he retorted, frowning from the pain coursing through his head.
"But have you had any other woman?" Hinamori suddenly asked.
Ichigo looked at her with disbelief. "No! I never even thought of another woman besides Rukia—"
"Then why are you leaving?" Tatsuki asked again.
Ichigo sighed. "I just told you: my vacation ends—"
"I'm asking 'why are you leaving your family again over your job,'" Tatsuki interrupted, "Is this the same reason you disappeared seven years ago?"
Ichigo looked around the room before looking at his foot. "Well I—"
"I really wish you guys didn't do this in my room."
Everyone looked towards the door to see Rukia standing in the doorway.
"Kuchiki-san! How long have you been standing there… never mind that, HOW did you get in?" Matsumoto asked.
Rukia twirled a small, unwired paperclip. "It's not hard picking out locks after living with Kurosaki-san all these years," she smirked, "And for your other question, I've been standing here ever since Matsumoto-san started tweaking Ichigo's ear."
"Then why didn't you stop her?" Ichigo glared.
Rukia shrugged her shoulders. "I just thought it wouldn't be a bad idea to torture you for all those years of secrecy."
Ichigo kept glaring at the petite woman when Tatsuki walked over and frowned. "Why aren't you making a big deal out of this?"
Again, Rukia shrugged. "I am already aware of where he has been all these years. Not to mention WHY he had to leave."
"Mind sharing this information?" Tatsuki asked.
"Ichigo had a deal with my brother, Kuchiki Byakuya, to leave Karakura to search for a better career than what could be offered here. And if after seven years he is capable of taking care of me, then my brother will not force me out of Karakura and back home with him."
Tatsuki walked to Ichigo and smacked him in the head.
"OW! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR, BITCH!" Ichigo yelled.
"For making bets on Kuchiki!" she yelled back, hands on her hips, "She's not some toy you and her stuck-up brother can make deals with."
"But I still think it's romantic that Kurosaki-kun left so he could stop Kuchiki-san's brother from taking her away," Orihime clapped her hands together with a dreamy look, "It's like Kurosaki-kun is a knight who has to fight the evil prince if he wants to save the beautiful princess locked up in a tall, white tower. But on the way he would meet a wrestler who is capable of punching like a million bears, a fairy princess who has able to heal wounds, and an archer with amazing accuracy, who'll help the knight save the princess." (A/N: notice the irony? lol)
Everyone in the room just stared at Orihime who was once again lost in her own little world. Matsumoto shrugged and grabbed Orihime and Hinamori by the wrist.
"Now that we got ourselves a pretty good reason, let's go back downstairs. I want to see Mai-chan's expression when she opens the present I go her."
Tatsuki followed her three friends. "I think my present is going to be better than yours, Matsumoto."
Ichigo watched as the four left until he remembered something. "HEY! COME BACK HERE AND UNTIE ME!"
Rukia, who was about to follow her friends, stopped at the door and looked back. Upon seeing Ichigo's tied up form, she grinned before walking into her room and closing the door, locking it again.
Ichigo looked at her with suspicion. "Why are you locking the door?"
Rukia walked over and straddled him on his lap. "I just thought this is such a rare opportunity to see you in such a vulnerable state so why not take advantage of it?" She leaned forward and started to press butterfly kisses on his face.
Ichigo nervously coughed with a red hue across his face. "I would really like to see where this leads, but…"
"But?" Rukia sucked on his earlobe, earning her a deep moan from Ichigo.
"…But… god, Rukia," Ichigo groaned as her tongue started to move lower on his necks, "There are people downstairs, not to mention little kids."
Rukia chuckled as she brought her face towards him and did a fake pout. "Does Kurosaki-kun not want me anymore?"
Ichigo grunted as he tried shifting his body in the chair. "Stop creeping me out with that tone. It doesn't turn me on; in fact, it does the exact opposite."
With a grin Rukia got off of Ichigo and undid the ropes around his limbs.
"I still don't know why those girls had to tie me up," Ichigo complained as soon as his arms were free.
The two walked downstairs to see the party still going on. Mai still hadn't opened her presents. Instead, she was too busy making fun of Renji, Ikkaku, Yumichika, Keigo, AND Isshin for losing against Takeshi in Go Fish. Ishida, Urahara, Chad, Mizuiro and Hitsugaya were smart enough to stay out of the game.
As soon as Mai noticed her parents, she ran over and jumped into Ichigo's arms. "Papa! Let's take a picture together!"
Ichigo grinned.
As everyone made their ways to the backyard, some laughing while few were glooming, Rukia grabbed the camera and followed her family and friends outside.
This was going to be the first time her kids were going to take pictures with Ichigo since he left. So she'll have to make sure it comes out perfectly.
Although this definitely wouldn't be the last.
End of Flashback
Rukia was still smiling at the flashbacks when suddenly the door opened and Ichigo walked in.
"Sorry about that," Ichigo said, "But I had to quickly give one of my colleagues some paperwork."
"It's okay."
Ichigo walked over to the corner and took off his white coat. "As soon as I get out of these scrubs we can go get lunch," he said as he took off the upper part of his scrubs, "Is there anything you want to eat in particular?"
Rukia rubbed her chin as she spun around in his chair. "Nope, not really."
Ichigo got his crimson shirt on and took off his pants, replacing them with a pair of jeans. "Well, I know this really good café a few blocks from here. They have pretty good sandwiches and soup, perfect for this weather."
"That sounds good."
"Alright then," he replied as he zipped up his jean and grabbed his jacket off the hanger, "Let's go."
Rukia got off the chair and walked out the office as Ichigo held the door open for her. The two walked to the elevator, talking and holding hands. When they got on, Rukia noticed some looks coming her way. She remembered the 'nice' nurse that she met on the first floor and began to think of a plan.
When the elevator doors opened, Rukia allowed Ichigo to lead her outside. But when they came in direct sight of the front desk, Rukia tugged on Ichigo's arm to stop him.
"What's up?" he asked as Rukia walk around to face him.
She tugged on his collar and straightened his jacket. "You just looked a bit messy, that's all." When Rukia felt the nurse and several others glancing her way, she took this opportunity to tip toe and lightly brush her lips against Ichigo's.
Sharp intakes of breaths were heard throughout the first floor. Feeling a bit satisfied Rukia lowered herself back to the ground.
Ichigo looked down at her, confused. "What was that for, midget?"
Rukia smiled, "Just because…"
"I get it," he smirked, "There were some people that pissed you off so you wanted to show me off, is that it?"
Rukia turned her gaze away with a chuckle. "Maybe."
Ichigo wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her up on her toes again. "Then do it right." He placed his lips against Rukia's lips but with more power and passion. Rukia quickly responded and deepened the kiss.
When they felt enough death glares coming their way, they pulled away with big grins.
"Com'on," Ichigo grabbed her hand and led her outside while the nurses and others could be heard cursing and fainting.
Ichigo led her to the parking lot where his black S600 Sedan Mercedes Benz was waiting for them.
"Nice car," Rukia smirked.
"I knew you'd like it," Ichigo grinned.
The two got into the sexy car (A/N: seriously, it's a hella nice car) and Ichigo drove to the diner as Rukia kept playing with the buttons. She was switching from one radio station to another.
Ichigo was getting a bit annoyed. "Can't you just pick one already?"
"Nope," Rukia answered back casually.
"Eh," Ichigo grunted as he kept driving, "So who pissed you off awhile ago that led to that kiss?"
Rukia shrugged her shoulders as she now played with the heater. "Nobody really… but did you know you have your own fanclub here?"
"Really?" Ichigo grinned, "Are you jealous?"
Rukia smacked the back of his head with a snort.
"Bitch! I'm driving!" Ichigo yelled as he clutched the back of his head.
"Then don't say stupid things," she snarled back.
Ichigo only pouted as they finally arrived at the diner. He parked in the front and the two walked in. They sat on a table near the window and ordered their lunch.
"So what's your schedule this week?" Ichigo asked with a mouthful of sandwich.
Rukia grunted at the disgusting sight of the half-dissolved food in his mouth. Seriously, what's so attractive about this guy? "Well, tonight and the next few days I'm going to be busy at the studio. The gallery is set to open before New Years so I have to finish my last piece in order for me to hang it up. After that I have to set everything up and make the last preparation for the grand opening. Overall, I'm pretty busy until the kids come."
Ichigo nodded as he took a sip of his coffee. "Well that leaves me with only nights to see you, which is pretty convenient since I'm busy at the hospital during the day."
Rukia nodded as she took another spoonful of her soup. She looked outside to see the hustle and bustle of the city. "I can't believe you've been here all this time and I never knew."
Ichigo smirked as he stared out the window too. "You have no idea how depressed I was, waiting for those damn seven years to pass. And things would only get worse whenever your birthday, Takeshi's birthday, our anniversaries, and whatever special days pass by. I tried so many times to go back home but my pride got in the way."
"Don't say that," Rukia replied, "It's a good thing you stayed since now our family can finally be together without niisama being a threat. You have no idea how scared I was in case he decided to give me a small visit. But now there is nothing to worry about," she smiled.
Ichigo sighed as he looked at her. "But I missed out on so much of my children's lives. Not to mention Mai's birth."
Rukia looked at him and gave him a grin. "I have it on tape if you want to see it."
"That's not what I mean!" he glared, "I was beside you when Takeshi was born but now I feel horrible for not being there for Mai…" Ichigo sighed again as he ran his fingers through his hair. "I'm such a terrible father."
Rukia's eye twitched at Ichigo's sudden weakness. So she decided to make him come back to reality by giving him a hard kick under the table.
"OUCH! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, MIDGET?" Ichigo screamed as he clutched his shin in pain, not caring about the others looking at them.
"Because you're acting all emo!" Rukia glared.
"I'm not emo," he glared back, "I was pouring my thoughts out to you but you just kicked me!"
Rukia sighed, rubbing her temples with her forefingers. "Ichigo, I know you feel horrible for not being there for our kids these last few years, but don't go killing yourself because of it. We're together now and that's all that matters."
Ichigo pouted as he took another sip of his coffee.
Rukia wiped her hands with her napkin and stood up. "Ready to go?"
Ichigo nodded as he stood up. He tossed her the keys and grabbed the check that was already on their table. "Go sit in the car and warm it up. I'll go pay this," he said as he walked to the register.
Rukia followed her instructions and entered the black car that was getting her interest. Just how much money does he make?
A/N: Kinda wanted to end at a funnier note but it really didn't come off. Anyways, this chapter is to show what Ichigo has been doing and just how popular he is in Tokyo. I wanted Rukia to feel a little bit of jealousy to spice up their relatinship. It's been so long since I wrote anything lemony that I might write the next chapter dedicated entirely to it... actually, I think that's what I'm going to do. So get ready for some sexy scenes in the next chapter!
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