Ichigo looked around his room with a WTF look. Things were a bit off… correction, things were WAY off.
His bed was bigger… was it really bigger? HELL YES IT WAS BIGGER!
His shelves were packed with more books that weren't even his.
Another set of drawers (although they were small) were fitted into the corner of his room, next to the ones he already had.
On top of desk were…feminine magazines, neatly lined up (with a "Mother's Magazine" lying on the very top).
And… this was probably the worst part… there were Chappys.
Yes, his bed had Chappy dolls on it, his school items were fitted with Chappy utensils, and his desk was covered with Chappy toys and whatnots.
Did I just walk into the wrong room? Ichigo asked himself.
"AAAAHHHHHH!"
The orange head snapped to attention upon hearing Rukia's scream. Quickly forgetting about whether he was in his room or not, Ichigo ran to his sisters' room.
"Rukia!" he called out as soon as she came into view, "What's wrong?"
"Ichigo!" she turned around and looked at him with wide eyes, "All my Chappy stuffs are gone!"
This time Ichigo gave her the WTF look. Realizing what she had just said and how this might be related to his new room, he dropped his head and shoulders and sighed. He knew right away what was going on and who was to blame…
"And my bed is gone too!" Rukia kept crying.
Ichigo grabbed Rukia's wrist and dragged her to his room. He opened the door and pushed in the frantic woman. Rukia kicked him, telling him that she had no time for 'hanky panky' until her dilemma was solved. Ichigo—while trying hard not to cry out in pain—pointed his finger towards his bed. Rukia turned around and noticed all—and I mean ALL—of her items in his room.
"What are they doing here?" she asked.
At that point Karin, who was walking by, came in and leaned against the doorframe. "Old beardy made us do it. Sorry Rukia-neesan, but looks like you're going to be sharing Ichi-nii's room from now on."
Rukia looked at her dumbfounded while Ichigo was busy planning on ways to kills his father.
Things just couldn't get any worse!
…
Or maybe it can… you never know with Kurosaki Isshin!
"My children! Gather around the table for our delicious dinner!" he spread his arms wide open as Ichigo walked down the steps after Karin and Rukia. Upon seeing his father, Ichigo raised his fists, ready to kill the bastard, had not Rukia and his sisters stopped him.
Isshin quickly ran to the poster of his wife and threw himself on it. "Masaki! Why does our son show such violence when I go through all the trouble to help him and the future Kurosaki's that our third-daughter is bearing for us?"
"Shut up!" Ichigo yelled, afraid his neighbors might hear what his father is ranting about, "And Rukia is NOT pregnant!"
"Not yet," Karin snorted to the side.
"Oniichan! Otousan! Stop fighting and come eat dinner!" Yuzu pouted as she led Rukia and Karin to the table.
Ichigo glared darts at his father as they both (Isshin more cautiously than Ichigo) walked to the table and sat down at their respectful seats.
"ITADAKIMASU!" Rukia and Karin yelled out to try and distract the enraged Ichigo, but it wasn't working.
Isshin just ate his meal like he usually did and asked embarrassing questions to his daughters. Ichigo wanted so bad to jump at his old man and beat the shit out of him but whenever he flinched, even a little, Rukia would stomp on his foot to stop him…hard.
"So Rukia-neesan, are you planning on getting married to Ichi-nii?" Karin asked as she swallowed her food.
Ichigo and Rukia just stared at the young Kurosaki, mouth agape and unsure of how to answer her question. But Isshin was reacting in a different manner.
"Excellent question, oh dear daughter of mine!" he gave her a thumb's up before looking at the new couple, "I'd also like to know when the ceremony is going to take place. It'd be nice to have it in Soul Society but some of your relatives from your mother's side might want to come and that'll cause problems—"
"Will you shut up?" Ichigo slammed his father's head on the kitchen table. He looked at Karin who was smirking. "I hate you," he sneered at her.
Yuzu sat up and looked at Rukia with sparkling eyes. "Can I help plan the wedding? I'd be willing to help with the reception too."
Rukia awkwardly smiled but was too afraid to say anything. She yanked on Ichigo's fingers under the table, begging for help.
When he felt his fingers ready to be ripped off, Ichigo sighed as he looked at his hopeful sister. "Yuzu, we're not getting married…at least not now. We just started dating, you know."
"Even if we did, I doubt niisama is going to allow the wedding to take place here in the human world, much less accept your brother as my husband," Rukia spoke to Yuzu.
"Well he can go to hell for all I care. I don't need his consent to marry you," Ichigo pouted.
"I like where this conversation is going!" Isshin cried out, waving his arms around like an idiot, "Looks like I only have to wait a little bit more before I hear wedding bells and the cries of a baby!"
Ichigo glared at his father as he returned to his dinner. But Isshin wasn't done yet.
"Rukia-chan," he called out, "Have you ever though about children?"
Rukia sat there for a moment and rubbed the back of her neck. "Well, not really. In Soul Society I've been too busy with my duties as a Shinigami so settling down and having kids never really crossed my mind."
"Is it even allowed in Soul Society to wed and have kids?" Karin asked, raising a questionable eyebrow.
Rukia nodded. "It is allowed. Marriage is quite common but having children isn't. It's not looked upon in a negative way though. It's just that most couples are either busy with work or just trying to make it in Soul Society that there really isn't time to raise children besides the ones from the human world that they would adopt."
"But since you're a noble doesn't that mean you'll have to marry one?" Yuzu peeped up upon the sudden realization. Her eyes started to water, afraid she might be losing her future-sister-in-law.
Ichigo started to choke on the chicken he was eating.
"Chew your food, boy!" Isshin said as he patted Ichigo's back.
Rukia smiled as she offered Ichigo some water. And dinner continued, everyone forgetting Yuzu's last question as they changed the subject to how stupid Ichigo was for choking on a piece of chicken like that.
Dinner continued peacefully…or at least as peaceful as it can be in the Kurosaki household. Isshin kept embarrassing Ichigo and Rukia about their sex life and Yuzu was busy listing off baby names.
After dinner, Rukia quickly took a shower and returned to her…correction, their…room and pulled out her homework. She sat down on their bed as she waited for Ichigo to come back from his shower. She looked over the paper that held the difficult math problems and scrunched up her nose. Seriously, why was something so difficult as this, one of the basis to aid you in the future? It just seemed ridiculous to her.
"Still stressed out about those geometry problems?" Ichigo asked as he walked in the door, closed it, and locked it at the same time.
"Yeah, and I still don't know why I have to do this," Rukia pouted.
Ichigo threw the towel on to the chair and sat on their bed, grabbed the sheet out of Rukia's grasp. He looked over it and smiled. "This isn't so hard. Didn't I already explain all of this to you last week?" he asked, looking at the woman who was ignoring his smirk.
"It's still difficult," she replied with the cute pout that Ichigo couldn't resist but lightly kiss her lips. Upon feeling Ichigo's lips against hers, she moaned and leaned forward.
Sadly Ichigo pulled away, looking at her with his grin. "So, do you want to work on your homework or test out this new bed of ours?"
"I thought you didn't like the idea of sharing a room with me," Rukia did a fake pout.
Ichigo chuckled as he slowly pushed her down on the bed and crawled on top of her. He buried his face into the crook of her neck, taking in her scent as he slowly placed small kisses on it. "I'm not mad about sharing a room with you; I'm just pissed that my old man went through our stuff and did things without our consent. Not to mention what embarrassing things he might have told my sisters."
Rukia laughed as she stroked her fingers through his orange hair. "No wonder Yuzu kept blushing all night when our eyes met."
Ichigo grunted as he made his way down to nip on her pulse point. At first Rukia moaned at his intimate actions but then she looked up to read the clock. It was already 10pm and they still had school the next day. With a sigh Rukia lightly pushed the orange head off of her and sat up.
"Sorry but it looks like the fun has to wait another time. I still haven't finished my homework and we have school tomorrow. I can't stay up too late today."
"Just copy mine; you always did that," Ichigo whispered as he kept kissing Rukia across her bare shoulder while he slowly pulled down one side of her pajama.
Even though Rukia was enjoying his touch, she knew she couldn't let this continue.
Smack!
"OW! Woman, what is wrong with you?" Ichigo cried out as he grabbed his throbbing head that just got hit by a book.
Rukia smirked as she got off the bed and made way to their new desk. She sat down and opened Ichigo's bag to pull out his homework. "Maybe next time," she simply said as she grabbed her Chappy pen and looked over her homework.
Ichigo pouted as he walked over and knelt down by the chair, his head now leveled to her chest from where she sat. He looked at her for a moment and leaned closer. "Do you seriously think I'm going to let you off that easily?" he huffed into her ears.
Rukia shoulders went up and a shiver ran down her spine as his breathe wrapped around her skin. Damn, this is getting hard! "Ichigo, I'm serious, mmm…" Rukia moaned when Ichigo's hand slid down her back and started to rub her skin over her shirt, while nipping and licking at her neck. She let out puffs of breath, trying best to maintain her control but Ichigo was making things too difficult when his hand went under her shirt and made way to her breast.
Rukia wrapped her arms around his neck, grabbing fistfuls of his orange hair as she tilted his head to meet her lips with his. Ichigo couldn't help but smirk against her lips, glad that she was seeing things his ways. But his cockiness seems to have come out too quickly.
As soon as Rukia felt his smirk against her lips, a vein popped out. It annoyed her when he gave signs of her losing to him, in whatever fight they were in. And since his tongue was already in her mouth…
"OW!" Ichigo jumped back when Rukia suddenly bit his tongue, "Whot iz wong wuith you?" he complained as he check to make sure he wasn't bleeding.
Rukia only smiled and ruffled his spiky hair. "You should have suspected this," she teased.
Knock knock
"Hey! I thought I said to keep things quiet when others are in the house!"
The two shinigami looked over at their door where Isshin just yelled through.
"FUCK OFF!" Ichigo yelled out and listened to his father's laughs as it slowly drifted away with his footsteps and into his own room.
A/N: Just wanted to create some more funny moments. The next chapter takes place DAYS after this chapter... I mean like WEEKS later. You'll find out more as you read it! lol
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