Notebook Clean-Out
Bleach one of my infamous "Ichigo finds out!" scenarios
Ichigo, Isshin, Hitsugaya, Ukitake, Kyouraku, Rukia
Hitsugaya glared at Ichigo as his father scampered off. "That man is a complete idiot," he said contemptuously.
Ichigo rolled his eyes. "Hey, don't tell me that - I have to live with him."
Rukia grinned at Ichigo, always ready to enjoy his discomfort. "And his father's like that all the time. I don't know how Ichigo turned out as strong as he did."
At that moment, Isshin returned, bearing a large tray of cookies. "Eat up, everyone - the great Kurosaki Isshin comes to save the day with sweets." He set the tray on the table and crossed his arms over his chest, smiling proudly all the while. Eyeing him rather warily, everyone took a cookie.
"Hey goat-chin," a loud voice called, breaking the silence. Ichigo's younger sister Karin came in, scowling just like her brother. "Two weird guys are here - you want me to let them in?"
"But of course, my darling daughter! You must let them in at once! How could we keep our fine guests waiting outside?"
She went to answer the door and came back a few seconds later, leading a tall, stubbly man with dark hair tied in long tail down his back, and another man with long, white hair and a kind face. The shinigami were all rather shocked to recognize them as Kyouraku Shunsui and Ukitake Jyuushiro. A few jaws dropped.
The two captains seemed mildly surprised to see all of them there, as well. "Oh my," Ukitake said, "it seems we've come at a busy time." He smiled. "It's, um... nice to see you again, Ichigo-kun." He gestured toward Isshin. This gentleman must be your father, then?
Ichigo grunted. "Yeah, that's my dad." He paused. "And just why are you two here again?"
Isshin chose that moment to chime in. "Ahh! So nice to see you! Are you Ichigo's teachers? Or maybe he's in trouble and you've come to lecture him! Oh no! Are you two of Rukia-chan's long lost relations, come to take her away from us?"
"Oh shut up, old man!" Ichigo said angrily. "Why don't you let them talk?"
"Be careful young Kurosaki-kun," Kyouraku said chidingly. "A young man should appreciate his father's worth."
And of course Isshin had rushed over to the poster. "Masaki! Oh my dearest Masaki - our cruel, cruel son doesn't know his own father's worth!"
Ukitake cleared his throat. "This is... well, a bit complicated. Perhaps we could... talk to your father alone, Ichigo-kun."
"Oh no, that's all right," Isshin said, smiling broadly. "I want my son to hear any charges laid against him."
Hitsugaya, who was by that time getting quite impatient with the proceedings, sighed. "Excuse me," he said coldly, "but could we perhaps get to the point? I don't think Kurosaki's father will mind that you have to speak to him on some... important business." He sent the elder captains a significant look.
"Yes," Ichigo said, "I'd like to keep my... business to myself."
Kyouraku smiled indulgently at the shinigami sitting around the table. "Actually, we did come to talk to Isshin-san." Ignoring the looks of confusion sent his way, he turned to Isshin. "We want to respect your wishes, but I'm afraid the point has come where we need your help more." Seeing Isshin about to argue, he continued. "We've already talked to Urahara."
Isshin blinked, looking as confused as anything. "Urahara? Who's that?"
Ichigo stood up. "Ukitake-san," he said warningly, "could you please explain what's going on? You come in here, talking about all this... stuff, and in front of my father, and - "
"No, no, Ichigo-kun, you don't understand. Your father knows Urahara-san because well..."
Kyouraku smirked. "Time to take off the gigai, don't you think Isshin-san?"
Ichigo nearly exploded. "What?!"
Isshin's face had suddenly become stone. "I don't think this gentleman here knows what he's talking about."
"Oh?" In another second Kyouraku had on the glove Rukia had made such use of and then Isshin's body was on the floor and Isshin himself was still standing.
Kyouraku looked vaguely pleased with himself. Isshin, though in all probability quite furious, couldn't help but grin. "Shunsui, you bastard."
And then, had it been physically possible, Ichigo really would have exploded. "What?! What in the hell is going on? How did you do that to my dad? Wha- "
Ukitake held up a hand for silence. "Calm down, Ichigo-kun. There's a perfectly good explanation for all this. As you can see... your father is also a shinigami. For a long time he didn't have his powers, but just recently they were returned."
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There we go! Just a little scene I had lying about.
-ILB
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Ichigo, Isshin, Hitsugaya, Ukitake, Kyouraku, Rukia
Hitsugaya glared at Ichigo as his father scampered off. "That man is a complete idiot," he said contemptuously.
Ichigo rolled his eyes. "Hey, don't tell me that - I have to live with him."
Rukia grinned at Ichigo, always ready to enjoy his discomfort. "And his father's like that all the time. I don't know how Ichigo turned out as strong as he did."
At that moment, Isshin returned, bearing a large tray of cookies. "Eat up, everyone - the great Kurosaki Isshin comes to save the day with sweets." He set the tray on the table and crossed his arms over his chest, smiling proudly all the while. Eyeing him rather warily, everyone took a cookie.
"Hey goat-chin," a loud voice called, breaking the silence. Ichigo's younger sister Karin came in, scowling just like her brother. "Two weird guys are here - you want me to let them in?"
"But of course, my darling daughter! You must let them in at once! How could we keep our fine guests waiting outside?"
She went to answer the door and came back a few seconds later, leading a tall, stubbly man with dark hair tied in long tail down his back, and another man with long, white hair and a kind face. The shinigami were all rather shocked to recognize them as Kyouraku Shunsui and Ukitake Jyuushiro. A few jaws dropped.
The two captains seemed mildly surprised to see all of them there, as well. "Oh my," Ukitake said, "it seems we've come at a busy time." He smiled. "It's, um... nice to see you again, Ichigo-kun." He gestured toward Isshin. This gentleman must be your father, then?
Ichigo grunted. "Yeah, that's my dad." He paused. "And just why are you two here again?"
Isshin chose that moment to chime in. "Ahh! So nice to see you! Are you Ichigo's teachers? Or maybe he's in trouble and you've come to lecture him! Oh no! Are you two of Rukia-chan's long lost relations, come to take her away from us?"
"Oh shut up, old man!" Ichigo said angrily. "Why don't you let them talk?"
"Be careful young Kurosaki-kun," Kyouraku said chidingly. "A young man should appreciate his father's worth."
And of course Isshin had rushed over to the poster. "Masaki! Oh my dearest Masaki - our cruel, cruel son doesn't know his own father's worth!"
Ukitake cleared his throat. "This is... well, a bit complicated. Perhaps we could... talk to your father alone, Ichigo-kun."
"Oh no, that's all right," Isshin said, smiling broadly. "I want my son to hear any charges laid against him."
Hitsugaya, who was by that time getting quite impatient with the proceedings, sighed. "Excuse me," he said coldly, "but could we perhaps get to the point? I don't think Kurosaki's father will mind that you have to speak to him on some... important business." He sent the elder captains a significant look.
"Yes," Ichigo said, "I'd like to keep my... business to myself."
Kyouraku smiled indulgently at the shinigami sitting around the table. "Actually, we did come to talk to Isshin-san." Ignoring the looks of confusion sent his way, he turned to Isshin. "We want to respect your wishes, but I'm afraid the point has come where we need your help more." Seeing Isshin about to argue, he continued. "We've already talked to Urahara."
Isshin blinked, looking as confused as anything. "Urahara? Who's that?"
Ichigo stood up. "Ukitake-san," he said warningly, "could you please explain what's going on? You come in here, talking about all this... stuff, and in front of my father, and - "
"No, no, Ichigo-kun, you don't understand. Your father knows Urahara-san because well..."
Kyouraku smirked. "Time to take off the gigai, don't you think Isshin-san?"
Ichigo nearly exploded. "What?!"
Isshin's face had suddenly become stone. "I don't think this gentleman here knows what he's talking about."
"Oh?" In another second Kyouraku had on the glove Rukia had made such use of and then Isshin's body was on the floor and Isshin himself was still standing.
Kyouraku looked vaguely pleased with himself. Isshin, though in all probability quite furious, couldn't help but grin. "Shunsui, you bastard."
And then, had it been physically possible, Ichigo really would have exploded. "What?! What in the hell is going on? How did you do that to my dad? Wha- "
Ukitake held up a hand for silence. "Calm down, Ichigo-kun. There's a perfectly good explanation for all this. As you can see... your father is also a shinigami. For a long time he didn't have his powers, but just recently they were returned."
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There we go! Just a little scene I had lying about.
-ILB
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