"OTOUSAN!"
"AH!" Ichigo yelped when a small body suddenly landed on top of him while he was sleeping. He looked down and glared when he noticed who had attacked him. "Takeshi! What did I tell you about jumping on me so early in the morning?"
But the youngest Kurosaki male merely grinned as he sat up and lunged himself at his father again, wrapping his tiny arms around his neck. "School time!" he excitingly announced.
Ichigo just groaned as he sat up and looked at the clock. Yup, it was school time.
"OTOUSAN!" he screamed again.
"Okay, I get it," Ichigo sighed, acting all annoyed. But just as Takeshi dropped his guard with a pout, Ichigo immediately wrapped his arms around his small son and pulled him down on the bed with him. "ARUGH!" he grunted out loud like a monster.
"AH!" Takeshi screamed in glee as his father started tossing and turning on the bed like a monster trying to eat him. He started laughing really hard when Ichigo started to tickle his sides. "NO!" he shouted.
"Oh? You want me to stop?" Ichigo smirked at him.
Takeshi nodded his tiny head while the rest of his body was still trembling from his father's fingers.
"I can't hear you?" Ichigo joked as he started tickling harder.
"AH! HAHAHA! STOP!" Takeshi screamed even louder.
"Why I ought a—"
"ENOUGH!"
The father and son stopped when a booming voice suddenly entered in the middle of their game. They looked up to see a fuming Rukia standing by the door.
"What are you two doing so early in the morning?" she glared.
"Um, wrestling…?" the two answered with uncertainty.
Rukia rolled her eyes when the two looked up at her with the exact same look. Both of them were sweaty and tangled in the sheets with their messy hair even more tousled from their little tickle-battle.
Seriously, it was like Ichigo was playing with his younger self but only with black hair.
"What did I tell you to do, Kurosaki Takeshi?" she looked sternly at her young son.
Takeshi immediately looked away. "Wake otousan."
"And?"
He looked pass the window and pouted. "And eat breakfast before cold," he mumbled his few known words.
"Yes, that's right," she nodded, "But is that what you did?"
Takeshi shook his head.
The young mother sighed. "Then what do you have to say for yourself?"
"…Sorry," he sniffled as his bangs covered his violet eyes.
Ichigo felt a huge pain on his chest when his son suddenly looked like that. "Ah, come off it already, Rukia," he looked at her, "We were just having some fun. I've been so busy with school lately that we haven't been doing much—"
"Stop right there, Kurosaki Ichigo," she glared at him, quickly shutting him up. "I don't want you spoiling him when you should be spending every second of the day studying for your college entrance exam."
Ichigo rolled his eyes. "Stop trying to be my mother too. And what's wrong with me having some fun with my son? It's not affecting my studies—OW! What was that for?" he yelled as he held the back of his head.
Rukia, who dropped the fist she used to smack him over the head with, glared even more fiercely at him. "Because your version of fun is causing too much ruckus! The new neighbors just came by asking what all that screaming was!"
"But ojiichan louder!" Takeshi raised his arms into the air to signify how much louder his grandfather was compared to them.
"Yeah!" Ichigo agreed, his face looking serious but his eyes sparkling with amusement.
"I don't care, Takeshi," Rukia walked over and pulled him out of his father's bed. "Go downstairs and eat your breakfast. Yuzu obachan woke up really early this morning just to make you your favorite breakfast."
"Ah!" the little black haired child gasped in realization before rushing out of the room.
Once he was far gone, Rukia turned around and shook her head at seeing Ichigo's rumpled up look. "You're impossible."
"What?" he asked.
"Nothing," she said and was about to follow her son when a hand suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her down into the bed. "Ah! Ichigo, what are you doing?"
The orange head merely smirked as he twisted his body so he was hovering over her. "Why weren't you here this morning?" he asked as he started to place kisses down her neck.
Rukia resisted the urge to giggle. "Because you were snoring too loud."
"Liar," he said as he unbuttoned the top part of her blouse to venture his lips lower.
"Ichigo!" Rukia gasped, "You have to go to school!"
"Why don't you just move into this room?' he asked, completely ignoring what she said as he cupped one of her breasts over her clothes, "It's not like nobody knows we're sleeping together."
"Mhmm," she finally moaned, unable to stop her body from arching more into his touch, "B-because Takeshi is sssstill afraid of sleeping a-alone—ah!" she squeaked when Ichigo bit down on her pulse point.
Ichigo continued to attack her creamy neck and succeeded in pulling off half the buttons. "Takeshi is a big boy now," he tried to reason. "He doesn't need you to sleep anymore. I do."
Rukia chuckled as she ran a hand through his hair. "Does that mean you're a 'little boy' now?"
Ichigo pulled back to smirk down at her. "No. I just want my woman next to me when I sleep and wake up every day now."
The sudden confession startled Rukia but her tension soon died down when she saw the warmth in his eyes. "I'll think about it," she finally said.
"Good." Ichigo reached down and placed his lips over Rukia's as he angled to the side to deepen it. A groan came from within his chest as he felt the familiar tongue that always teased him whenever he entered this sweet cave of desire. "Rukia," he gasped as he started to nip down her jaw and to the other side of her neck.
Rukia bit her lip to down her moans as she looked over to read the time with her hazed eyes. "I-Ichigo. Y-you rrreally have to get—ah!—ready. Mmm."
When he felt Rukia tugging his hair back, Ichigo finally pulled himself up and sat on the bed. "Why don't I just skip school and stay here with you today?"
Rukia chuckled as she slipped her body off from under him and stood up to straighten her clothes. "Because you need to go to school and keep up with your good grades." She turned around and pointed a finger straight at his face. "You need to get a good job so you can support me and our son."
Ichigo rolled his eyes as he swatted her hand away before getting up. "Fine, I'll go."
"There are only a few more months until you graduate, Ichigo," she reminded him, "Then it's downhill from there."
"Did you forget about college? And medical school? I still have several more years before I can get a job as a doctor," Ichigo replied as he pulled his shirt off, leaving his top-half bare for the world to see.
Rukia walked up to him and wrapped her arms around his waist. She propped her chin on his hard chest so she could look up at him. "Don't worry. You're going to get into a great university and the years will go by really quickly. You'll be working at a hospital before you know it," she placed a kiss on the center of his chest.
Ichigo nodded as he wrapped his arms around her waist as well. "And hopefully we can move out of this hellhole, far away from my crazy old man."
"Not likely," she grinned.
Ichigo groaned as he released his hold on her. "Are we bound to live in this hell forever?"
"Only until your father dies…which I doubt will be anytime soon," she chuckled. Leaving him a short sweet kiss on the lips, she pushed herself off of him and headed back downstairs. "Hurry up and get ready," she said by the door.
He just nodded his head as he started to get ready for another day of school. By the time he got downstairs, everyone was at their respectable seats, eating their breakfast with all the excitement one would find only in the Kurosaki residence.
"ICHIGO!" Isshin jumped toward his son.
The orange head stuck up an arm and held his father away at arm's length. "Stay away from me, you old man," he growled.
Isshin started to whine as he kept trying to reach his son. "But Ichigo! I need to know when you're going to make me another grandchild so I can prepare—"
"Shut up!" Ichigo quickly delivered a swift back kick, sending his father to the other side of the house. "Stop screaming nonsense. We're not having another kid yet so stop begging!" He quickly turned around and sat down in his usual seat next to an annoyed midget.
"Che, you could have fooled me with all that talk you just gave me," Rukia softly scoffed so only they could hear.
Ichigo leaned over and kissed her cheek with a slight smirk. "I said 'yet.' We'll see about making Takeshi a little brother or sister after you move into my room." He pulled away and was about to start eating when Rukia suddenly delivered a hard kick to the shin under the table. "Ah!" he yelped as he bent forward to grab his leg. He turned his head and sent an evil glare at Rukia who was already pretending like nothing happened. "Bitch," he mumbled.
"I love how she's so dominate over you," Karin, who was sitting across from him, grinned at him.
"Shut up, Karin," Ichigo sneered at her.
Takeshi jumped off his seat at the end of the table and walked over to his father, stretching his arms out to him. "'tousan," he called as he started to wave his arms.
Ichigo looked down and smiled at him before grabbing his little body. "You want to eat with me again?" he asked as he situated his son on his lap.
"Eun!" he smiled widely as he started to pick at Ichigo's food with his little fork.
Rukia smiled at the sweet interaction between father and son, something so rare in the Kurosaki residence with the older father-and-son combo.
"Aw, how cute!" Isshin squealed. "I remember when Ichigo was little, he wanted to always read my dirty magazines with me and—"
"Stop right there or else I'll sew it closed," Ichigo threatened. Checking the time, he stood up and quickly replaced Takeshi on his chair. "Looks like I have to go now. See you later, squirt." He kissed the top of his son's head before grabbing his bag and making his way to the door.
"Have a great day, oniichan!" Yuzu called out.
"And don't check out any other girls! Rukia-chan is still here!" Isshin yelled just before Ichigo slammed the door really loud.
Karin rolled her eyes as her father laughed out loud. "You're impossible."
"I think I'm a stud," he winked.
Takeshi laughed as he jumped off the chair to jump on his grandfather. The others went on with the day as they usually did. Karin and Yuzu left for school a few minutes later and Isshin went to open the clinic. So Rukia and Takeshi were alone once again, playing in his room.
"And then Dr. Evil-Ojisan came out and went 'BAH!'" Takeshi screamed as he smashed the evil action figure with his hero figurine. "But Super-Lighting Man punched back with his 'SKULL-THUNDER!' And then he went 'GUAH!'"
Rukia chuckled as she watched her son fight off 'Dr. Evil-Ojisan.' She looked up and noticed how late it already was. Ichigo would be home in less than an hour. "Takesni."
"Hai?"
"Okasan has to go buy some stuff at the grocery store before otousan gets home. Do you want to come with me?"
"Can Super-Lighting Man come with me?"
Rukia nodded.
"Okay!" He grinned as he started to put away all of his other toys. They quickly got ready and made their way downstairs.
Before heading out, Rukia and Takeshi walked over to the clinic and stepped in. "Kurosaki-san!"
"Is that my lovely daughter-in-law?" A crashing sound came from one of the rooms and the two looked over just as the door burst opened. Isshin jumped out and hugged Rukia and Takeshi to his cheek, ignoring the blood dripping down his forehead and the client in the room he just left, gawking after the said doctor. "What can I do for you two?"
Takeshi squealed in delight while Rukia tried to wiggle free. "I just wanted to let you know that we're going to the market and if there was anything you might need?"
"Another grandchild?"
"That's pushing your luck."
Isshin laughed as he finally set them down. "Just get my grandson a lot of sweets. He needs to grow up strong and tall like me so we can take Ichigo down someday."
"Yeah!" Takeshi cheered.
But Rukia frowned. "Sweets aren't going to help. Milk and vegetables will though."
Takeshi immediately looked at his mother with a hurt look while Isshin shook his head. "Nonsense, Rukia-chan. I'm the doctor and Kurosaki Takeshi is under strict order to have only sweets."
Takeshi suddenly looked hopeful again but Rukia quickly retorted, "If you take back that 'doctor's order,' then I will call you 'otousan' for the rest of the day."
Isshin gawked at her before dropping his head in defeat. "I'm sorry, Takeshi. Rukia-chan just used her special attack on me."
The said grandson just sighed in defeat as he followed his mother out. "We'll be back soon…otousan."
At her last word, Isshin immediately jumped up with a new boost of energy. "Have fun my dear daughter-in-law and grandson! And buy whatever you need to help you and Ichigo get me another grandchild!" he screamed before returning to his client to flaunt off about how Rukia finally called him 'otousan.'
Rukia sighed in relief as they escaped the clinic and made their way to the busy streets.
"Okasan, what do we need to buy?" Takeshi asked.
"Let's see…" Rukia pulled a list out of her purse and read through it. "Not much; just a few ingredients for tonight's dinner. Is there anything you want?"
Takeshi tapped his lip with his finger as if in deep thought. "I want the new Chappy movie!"
"Great answer," she grinned. Picking up Takeshi when he started to get tired, she quickly went to the store that was filled with people buying this and that. Placing Takeshi in the shopping cart, they made their usual rounds through the aisles and got the stuff they needed to get (including the movie).
Whenever Rukia was out in a crowded place, she felt like a regular mother and a normal housewife like almost all the other women there. Sure she was younger but nobody really bothered her too much about it. And whenever Ichigo was with them, they felt like a normal family, not teenagers with their unplanned baby.
"Okasan, look at that!" Takeshi pointed past her shoulder. "That painting is really pretty."
Rukia turned around to see a large poster posted against a wall, advertizing something. There were several people surrounding it, some even jotting down some notes on a piece of paper or their own hands before walking away.
And the painting was indeed beautiful. Pushing the shopping cart, the two neared the poster. They had to wait a bit before they could get close enough to actually read what was written on it. Below the beautiful picture of an unknown lake wrote:
Ukitake Jyuushirou Presents:
The Lady's Lake Gallery
In Tokyo This Month ONLY!
Also:
Submit your art for a chance to work with the World Renown Artist of the Year
Only one will be chosen and get a chance to rise in the world of ARTS!
Some additional information was written after that and Rukia couldn't help but read them over and over again.
Ukitake Jyuushirou.
The artist she had idolized even before she came to Karakura. Her brother bought several of his pieces and they were placed in their many mansions all over Japan. He once took her to one of his galleries and immediately fell in love with all his paintings.
In fact, she always dreamed of becoming an artist…but that all changed after having Takeshi.
"Okasan! This painting looks a lot like yours!"
Rukia was suddenly pulled out of her thoughts to look down at her son. She stared at him before looking up at the painting. "It does, doesn't it? Well, I guess it's because I studied so many of his pieces before that it was only natural that I'd adapt to his style."
"You should paint and put it on this wall too, okasan!"
Rukia blinked several times, her face blank as she mentally contemplated about what her young son had just said. She stared at the words in front of her before grabbing a piece of paper and pen out of her purse to write down the information.
"Okasan? What you writing?" Takeshi asked as he tried to make out what she was doing.
"Nothing important," she told him. Once she got all the information down, she quickly shoved it into her purse and pushed the cart away so other people could near the poster. It seemed like it was pretty popular. "Let's go home. It's pretty later already."
"Okay," Takeshi smiled as they neared the register. They quickly bought all their stuff (with Isshin's money of course) and made their way back to the Kurosaki house. "Tadaima!" he yelled as he opened the door.
"TAKESHI!" Isshin ran up to him and pulled him into a bear hug. "Good thing you're back. Now let's go!"
"Huh?" Rukia looked up from where she was taking off her shoes to see Isshin all dressed to go outside and the twins standing behind him. "Are you going somewhere?"
"Karin-chan and I got a hundred on our test so we're going to go have pizza," Yuzu told her.
"Pizza!" Takeshi's eyes twinkled with glee.
"Do you want to come Rukia-nee?" Karin asked, "Ichigo isn't though. Something about the stupid test and studying for it."
Rukia smiled as she slipped out of her shoes and stepped inside. "Then I guess I'll stay and make him his dinner. You guys go on ahead and have fun."
"Excellent idea, Rukia-chan! Take this chance to make another baby!" Isshin gave her the thumbs up.
"Shut up and get going!" Karin kicked him from behind and they all quickly left the house.
Rukia waved them goodbye and until the door closed then she took the groceries into the kitchen to put them away. Once she was done, she made her way up the stairs and knocked on Ichigo's door.
"…" No answer. She tried again but after getting the same response, she quietly cracked open the door and peeked in to see the orange head crouched over his desk, his mp3 player blasting out really loud.
Rukia sighed, noticing how slouched his shoulders were from exhaustion. She made her way to him and called out his name as she pulled out one of the earphones.
"Wah!" he yelped in surprise. He looked up to see Rukia looking down at him. "Fuck, don't scare me like that."
"Well you shouldn't listen to your music this loud," she told him.
He grunted as he turned off his music and placed it off to the side. "Where were you anyways?" Ichigo asked.
"Takeshi and I were shopping for groceries and got a little distracted," she shrugged, "Sorry if I made you worried."
He snorted as he turned back to his work. "Where's Takeshi now?"
"Your father took him and your sisters for pizza," she told him as she peered over his shoulder. "What are you doing?"
"Studying for the college entrance exams," he groaned, "Todai is a lot harder than Karakura University."
"Why don't you just focus on Karakura instead? Ishida and the others are planning on going there."
But Ichigo shook his head. "Unlike them I already have a family to take care of. And I need the best opportunity so I can support you guys as soon as I can."
"So we can move out of here?"
"Exactly," he smirked at her and got the same look from her.
Rukia leaned forward to wrap her arms around his neck as he continued reading something in his books. "If you get into Todai, does that mean we all have to move to Tokyo?"
"I don't know," he said as leaned back to kiss her on the cheek. "Let's think about that after I get in. I'm already swamped as it is and I feel like my head's going to explode."
But a mischievous thought came into Rukia's head and she showed it on her face. "I think I can help you with that."
"How do you feel now?"
"A lot better," Ichigo grinned as he placed little kisses on the tips of her fingers.
Rukia giggled. "I told you I could help you relax." He chuckled as he wrapped his arms around her bare waist, kissing all over her face. A happy sigh came from her as she leaned more into his touch. These past few years they've been getting more intimate with each other even after Takeshi was born. They were really upholding the promise they made the second time they slept together: they were moving forward. "Ichigo," she giggled. "Stop that. Aren't you tired already?"
"With you, no," he muttered as his kisses became more insistent.
But she wouldn't take it. "Well I am," she faked a glare as she turned around to present her back to him.
A low growl came from Ichigo as he stared at her. "Don't think you can get away with just leaving me hanging here. You're supposed to relieve my stress from my studies."
"And I already did," she smirked back at him, "Now I want to sleep."
But Ichigo had other plans. If she wasn't going to participate, he would just have to take care of things himself. Without her noticing, Ichigo brought up one of his hands and reached for her breast as his lips quickly attacked the nape of her neck.
"Ichigo!" she squeaked.
He replied with another growl as his hand started kneading her breast. He could tell she was trying to stop a moan but he would have none of it.
"Ah!" she gasped when he bit her ear.
"Stop trying to pretend like you're all tired and play with me," he smirked at her from the corner of her eyes. "It's a lot more fun when you do this with me."
"Psh," she scoffed, "You're acting like a little kid."
"I don't see what the problem is with that," he said as he started to kiss from her temple all the way down to her neck. He moaned as his hand fondled her breast, getting a small gasp from the woman in his arms. "It still amazes me how much your breasts have swelled down after you stopped breastfeeding."
Rukia slightly flinched. "Why? You disappointed?" she slightly growled in anger.
But Ichigo chuckled. "No, I prefer you this way. Besides, your breasts were too sensitive back then that I couldn't squeeze them as much as I can now."
Rukia was about to respond when something he said triggered something in her head. "Hey Ichigo," she called out, her voice now only slightly breathless.
"Hmm?"
She frowned as she thought about how she was going to say it. "Remember what you said to me this morning after you hit your father?"
"Remind me," he mindlessly started kissing down to her shoulders, not really paying attention to how serious her voice was at the moment.
"About having another kid?"
That got him. Ichigo's lips stopped in their little journey across the well-known territory of Rukia's skin when he finally realized how he had talked about making Takeshi a little brother or a sister. "Yeah, I remember."
Rukia turned around and looked directly into his eyes as she asked, "Did you really mean it?"
Ichigo returned her stare. He repeated her question over and over again in his head. Did he really want another kid with Rukia? Even though this should have been a question that a lot of men would have dreaded, the more he thought of it, the more obvious the answer was. "…I do."
She wasn't sure why but a smile slowly started to form. "Really?" a blush appeared.
Cupping her face, he nodded back with a smile. "I told you I wanted to make us a real family. So why shouldn't we have more kids?"
Rukia almost squealed with joy as she turned around and snuggled against his chest. "Next time, let's have a girl."
"Che, whatever," he muttered, trying to act uninterested when in reality he was grinning widely at the thought of having a girl.
"Maybe she'll have orange hair like you," she suggested.
"Hmm, that's not a bad thought," he nodded. "I guess I'm going to have to work hard in order to make us a cute girl."
"With my genes, I'm sure our daughter won't go wrong," she said before adding, "As long as she doesn't inherit any of your ugly features though."
Ichigo glared down at her. "Oi," he growled.
But Rukia just laughed at his threat. "I'm sure your father will love it if we have a girl."
The thought made him cringe. "Let's wait until after we get away from him."
"Oh? But I want one now," she challenged him. When Ichigo's eyes landed on her, she gave him a seductive smile before leaning over to kiss him fully on the lips.
A knowing smirk came across him as he flipped them over the bed until he was hovering above her. "Well, there's nothing I can do if you're this insistent in having another baby now."
An eyebrow went up in amusement. "Then what are you waiting for? I'm already getting bored here, Kurosaki."
"Demanding bitch," he growled before leaning down to devour her lips.
A/N: KYA! I think I did a good job making Takeshi really cute in this chapter, don't you think? I have a soft side when it comes to babies and I love listening to their drabbles. It's so funny.
Now, about Ukitake's art competition I wrote above. I was originally going to write a chapter on Rukia's art skills but lost that chapter a month back so I never uploaded it. My bad. But it doesn't play too big of a role in this story or the sequel. I just needed to include it in order to tie these two stories more closely together so that everything works in parallel with each other. Of course there could be some overlaps but I think it's pretty well connected.
And about the conversation Ichigo and Rukia just had about having another kid...those who read the sequel should know what happens *wink* To those who haven't read it, wait just one more week and it will be all over!
Thanks for reading and please review!
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Takeshi visits his grandmother and Rukia gets a life-changing phone call.
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