Ichigo is sitting in the darkness watching his sleeping child in the little crib in the middle of his room. His father, who knew about Rukia's pregnancy from the very beginning, had already bought all the necessary items for Keitaro. But Ichigo still didn't know what to do. Byakuya and the others suddenly came to his house to announce he was a father. But at the same time that Rukia was in grave danger…
Damn it. Rukia… Ichigo thought to himself.
He was sitting on his bed, back against the wall, and one leg curled up under his chin. The moon lightened his dark room and he could see the small chest of Keirtaro rising and falling as he slept. After everyone left, Ichigo gave his son to Yuzu to take care of. He didn't want to see his son yet. He felt like it was his fault that his son might live without a mother…
…just like him.
Ichigo was pulled out of his trance when the baby suddenly started to cry. He was shocked but didn't move. Heck, he didn't know what to do with a crying baby. He didn't even have the milk needed for the kid. Ichigo kept still on his bed as he stared at the crying baby. But when Keitaro's face turned red, Ichigo finally stood up and walked over.
"Hey there little guy," Ichigo whispered as he gently stroked the cheek of his son… but he still did not dare pick him up. But the stroking was working. Keitaro was no longer crying but was softly whimpering.
Ichigo could tell that the kid was missing his mother. And at such a young age, he might never get to see her. Just thinking about this made Ichigo choke as tears formed in his eyes again. Ichigo stopped stroking Keitaro's cheek and tightened both his grips on the crib. Quietly he cried, hating himself for not being there when Rukia needed him the most. Hating himself for depriving his son of his mother's touch.
A sudden cooing sound got Ichigo's attention again as he jerked his head up and saw his son's dark, amber eyes looking up at him. He wiped away the tears and smiled at his son. Keitaro kept looking at his father with eyes that did not want to sleep.
Slowly, Ichigo lowered his arms and lifted the small body, making sure to support the head. It still felt awkward to hold the baby that you didn't know existed until a few hours ago. As Ichigo brought the child towards his chest, he walked back and gently sat on his bed.
"Can't go to sleep?" He asked the wide-awake baby. "Yeah, me neither. I miss your mother so much…" Ichigo swallowed the lump in his throat before smiling again. "Keitaro, I want you to know that your mother loves you. And she will always love you. So be a good boy and wait for her with me because your mother is going to come back…'Yup, Rukia is going to come back to us. So let's be patient."
Ichigo felt the grip in his chest loosen when his son finally closed his eyes. He let out a sigh of relief as he leaned back against the wall and looked out the window.
He let out a small smile. "Rukia… we'll be waiting."
A/N: I wanted to end this chapter with a hopeful tone. To be honest I wanted to make life miserable for you guys and end this fanfic. with this chapter and make you guys wait until the sequel... but I knew if I was in your situation I'd hate the writer.
So I'll bring back the happiness soon in this fanfic. before ending it. Just wait a bit longer and hopefully I can finish this with the next update!
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