Ichigo watched on as Takeshi and Mai ran across the snow and towards the park. It's the day after Christmas and the kids made him promise to take them outside to play in the snow.
Ichigo and Rukia still hadn't been able to tell their family and friends about their engagement (mostly because Ichigo had tried out Rukia the previous night so she was still recuperating… damn Santa outfit).
"Otousan!"
Ichigo looked up to see Takeshi waving at him from the park.
"Mai and I are going to make a snowman with our friends!" he shouted.
"Just don't go too far away!" Ichigo shouted back as he sat down on a nearby bench. He watched on as his kids met up with several friends who were already playing in the snow. The orange-haired father couldn't help but feel proud of his children.
Bzz bzz bzz
Suddenly feeling his cellphone vibrating, Ichigo reached into his jean pocket to pull out his phone. Unknown Number was written on the front screen. He flipped open the phone and brought it up to his ear.
"Moshi-moshi?"
"I assume you are in Karakura right now."
Ichigo suddenly stiffened and his brows furrowed even more. "What do you want…Byakuya?"
There was silence on the other side for a few more seconds until Kuchiki Byakuya spoke again. "I came over to Tokyo Central Hospital the day before and found that you returned home to celebrate Christmas with your family."
Ichigo snorted. "That's right. Seven years have passed so I have the right to be here. Why? Don't tell me you have a problem with this."
"Unlike some people I do not go back on my words," the noble replied in an icy tone.
"Are you saying I did?" Ichigo snapped back.
"How is Rukia?" Byakuya asked, ignoring Ichigo's comment.
Ichigo glared through the phone, even though he knew Byakuya wouldn't be able to see it. "She's doing fine… better now that I'm back," he added.
Again, there was silence on the other end.
"Oi! You still there?"
"I would like to talk to her."
Ichigo lightly groaned. "I'm out right now. You can try calling my house and she'll pick up."
"I'm guessing that mean she still lives there."
"Yeah, got a problem with that?" But before Ichigo could get a reply back Byakuya hung up the phone on the other end. Ichigo glared at his phone which was beeping. Blood was pulsing through his veins just thinking about the annoying noble.
"THAT BASTARD!" the enraged orange head threw his phone onto the snow-covered ground.
Rukia stepped into the kitchen, tying the apron around her waist. She looked in the sink, her hands on her hips, and let out a long sigh. Letting Ichigo make breakfast for the kids was a bad idea. Plates and plates were stacked high into the air.
Rolling up her sleeves, she turned on the water and grabbed the sponge.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Just before she could put soap on the sponge, the phone started to ring. She dropped everything she was holding and turned off the water.
"Moshi-moshi?" Rukia answered.
"…"
She raised an eyebrow. "Moshi-moshi?" she called out again.
"Rukia."
A sudden shiver ran down her spine upon hearing the voice. "N-niisama?"
"How are you?"
"I-I'm doing well. How are you…niisama?"
"I'm doing well myself. How are you now that that kozo is back?"
Rukia let out an awkward laugh. "I'm guessing you talked to Ichigo?"
"I just contacted him." Rukia could just picture her brother's small glare.
"How did he take it, talking to you?" Rukia smiled.
"He was too busy mumbling like an idiot that I really couldn't tell what he was thinking," he replied.
Rukia sighed quietly. That idiot… "Why have you called, niisama?"
There was silence on the other side for a few seconds. "I'm guessing Kurosaki has already told you everything involving his disappearance."
"Hai."
"… I see. Well, how are you taking this fact?"
Rukia dropped her head a little. "To be honest, I was angry with what you and Ichigo did; determining my life like that without me having any say in it. But now, I'm just glad I can now become an official member of his family with your permission."
"I'm just glad you finally found a comfortable place to be," Byakuya replied.
Rukia smiled, and then remembered something. "Niisama, do you have anything planned for this weekend?"
"No, I do not."
"Well, I'm opening up my first art gallery in Tokyo and I was wondering if you would like to come?" Rukia asked, thinking this would be the best time to introduce Takeshi and Mai.
"…" Silence.
"Niisama?"
"…Is this a private gathering?" he suddenly asked.
"No," she replied, "It's an open gallery which has already been publicized… is something the matter, niisama?"
Byakuya was heard letting out a deep sigh. "Just be careful," he said before hanging up the phone.
Rukia just looked at the phone which was giving out loud dial tones now.
"Tadaima!"
The petite woman turned around. "Okaeri," she called out to her children who were running inside to warm themselves in the heated living room.
Ichigo soon came in after them and walked over to her. "Did he call?" he asked.
Rukia smiled. "He just hung up. How was it talking to niisama again?"
Ichigo grunted as he started to prepare hot chocolate for the kids. "I wanted to rip those kenseikan out of his hairs," he muttered.
"Well you might get the chance to since I invited him to the opening of my gallery this weekend," she smirked.
"WHAT?"
Takeshi looked up from the TV to see his father blabbering like an idiot as his mother was laughing at him.
"What are they talking about, Taki-nii?" Mai asked from next to him.
Takeshi shrugged as his attention returned to the cartoon. "Okasan is just making fun of Otousan again."
A/N: What did Byakuya mean by "Just be careful" ? Sorry but you guys will have to wait a few more days until I upload the next chapter. Hope this short chapter made this story interesting again.
Thanks again to everyone who reviewed. And I'm sorry for the horrible grammer and spelling mistakes. I was in such a hurry to upload these four chapters that I didn't focuse too much on editing. I'll try harder next time, I promise.
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