Title: Kimi No Suki Na Uta
Summary: Arranged marriage has never been this a hassle. IchiRuki.
Genre: Drama/ Romance and possibly a little humor.
This fanfiction is dedicated to those who deserve to be dedicated.
Disclaimer: Iamdeathberry does NOT own the following characters, settings, places and other entities that are mentioned here. BLEACH is legally owned by Kubo Tite. If mistakes are made, they are all mine. I do not also own the songs that are included in this fanfiction.
Ichigo groaned as his hand reached behind his neck. "Damn… it…" he muttered. The other three Kurosakis turned their head towards the orange head.
"Are you okay, Ichi-nii?" Sweet, little Yuzu asked.
Ichigo's eyes snapped to her worried face. "Uhh, yeah." He answered, flashing an apologetic smile. "Just don't mind me and just eat your breakfast."
Yuzu nodded and Karin, who understood, resumed eating.
Isshin, on the other hand…
"Ne, Ichigo…" he started with his usual sly smile. "About last night…"
Ichigo held up his hand and casted him an irritated glare. "Don't. Even. Start." He gritted out.
"My, what –"
"I said, don't you dare!" Ichigo shouted angrily. "Or I'll stick this fork on your –"
"Ichi-nii!" Yuzu snapped at her brother. "Don't use foul language in front of the table!"
"I am not even finished yet!" Ichigo defended himself. "And you, old man, shut your trap or I'll kill you." He said, turning to his father.
Isshin just laughed. "Did something happen last night?" he inquired.
"I said, quiet, old man." Ichigo repeated, his hand returned massaging his nape. "Jesus, what in the world did I do last night…" he trailed off. "I swear if I see that midget, I'll strangle her…"
Isshin's attention suddenly perked up and asked, "Midget? You mean Rukia-chan was there?"
Ichigo's eyes closed tightly. "Stupid mouth…" he cursed.
Isshin suddenly started to look at Ichigo accusingly. "What have you done to Rukia-chan!?" he asked angrily. "Hm?!"
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?!" Ichigo exploded.
"You were supposed to wait until you get married!" Isshin shouted. "How dare you! I mean, I have nothing against pre-marital –" he stopped looking at his two young daughters "Uhh, you know what I mean, my boy, but still! You are supposed to think! What the hell do you think will Byakuya-san think of Rukia?! Hm!?"
Ichigo grabbed a bread stick and slammed it on his father's head. "What are you talking about, you crazy old man! As if I will do that to that midget! Not in a thousand years!"
Isshin looked at him with a disgusted expression. "Kurosaki Ichigo, I NEVER, EVEN ONCE, TAUGHT YOU TO LIE!" he proclaimed.
Ichigo's eyes widened. "I don't know what you're talking about, old man –"
"Oh, come now, Ichigo." Isshin laughed. "You are in the peak of your youth. You should enjoy it more!"
"Trust me, dad, my life wouldn't be as enjoyable as it is after I get married." Ichigo assured him.
Isshin looked at him and smiled. "You never know, Ichigo. Besides, I don't see Rukia as boring as any other girls out there."
"Just shut your mouth." Ichigo sneered and continued to eat.
Then, Yuzu spoke. "Onii-san, I have something to ask you… well, more like suggestions…"
"About what, Yuzu?"
"Uhh, it is about your engagement announcement-slash-party…" Yuzu continued and Ichigo as usual began choking on his food.
"What… do you mean?" Ichigo gasped.
"Well, isn't it appropriate for you to propose to Rukia properly?"
"Yes, I know…" Ichigo said, wiping his mouth with his table napkin. "But is it really necessary to have a party, much less an announcement?"
"I asked dad about it and he said so." Yuzu answered confidently and gestured towards their father.
"Dad…" Ichigo started, shaking his head in disagreement.
"Why? Do you plan to just marry Rukia without the proper course of action?" Isshin asked.
"Look, I never even intended marrying her in the first place…"
"Why are so pissed off about it, Ichigo?" his father asked as he stood up. As he started to get away from the table he spoke, "I don't want to miss this chance to see you being embarrassed on that particular event!"
Ichigo slammed his fists on the table and growled. "I'll kill you!"
"So, Rukia," Byakuya asked as he sipped his coffee. "How was your night?"
Rukia's attention suddenly diverted from her food and looked at her brother. Byakuya easily noticed this and asked, "Did something happen?"
The girl licked her dry lips and answered, "Nothing happened."
"What do you mean?" he asked. "Did you not meet Yoruichi there? I thought she was the one who sent the invitation…"
"She did but she was too busy to meet me last night…" Rukia lamely excused.
"Really?" Byakuya replied. "I sure hope someone greeted you last night, right?"
"Ah, yes." Rukia answered. "Urahara Kisuke. You know, he's Yoruichi's acquaintance and… Zangetsu's manager."
"Hm." Byakuya merely responds. "That also reminds me, how is Kurosaki Ichigo? Have you seen him?"
Rukia simply nodded.
"Well?" Byakuya insisted.
"A-ano, I met him last night… he was with his friends… he gladly introduced me to them." She nearly said in a sarcastic way. "Renji, his band mate, was really nice."
"What about Kurosaki? Has he treated you well?"
Rukia's face suddenly gone red and didn't know what to say to Byakuya. All of a sudden, she felt a unusual warmth, just like what she had felt when Kurosaki leaned down on that exact spot.
What the hell am I thinking?!
She shook her head wildly.
"What do you mean by that?" Byakuya asked. "Had he done something wrong?"
"N-no!" Rukia shouted. She immediately recovered and said, "I am sorry for shouting it is just that… I think it's not that nice to accuse someone without doing anything…"
Was I actually defending that moron?
"What the hell are you saying Rukia?" her mind told her. "Tell your brother the truth!"
"Whatever you say, Rukia." Byakuya finalized. "Anyways, I have to get going now. I am going to be late for work."
With that, he folded his paper and stood up. "I'll see you then, Rukia." And he left.
When her brother's footsteps were barely heard, Rukia gently puts her head on the table and moaned.
"What the hell is wrong with me?" she whined. "I should have just told him the truth so I won't be engaged anymore…"
Her inner world suddenly shook when she heard the phone in their dining room went off. Rukia sighed and dragged her body to the offending machine. Her dainty hands picked up the phone with ease.
"Good morning. Who is this?" She answered, trying to sound cheerful.
"Ah, good morning, is this the Kuchiki residence?" a little girl's voice.
"Yes, this is Kuchiki Rukia speaking."
The girl's voice suddenly changed into a lively one. "Ah, Rukia-chan! This is Yuzu, Ichigo's little sister."
"Oh," Rukia responded. "Good morning. How can I help you, Yuzu-chan?"
"You see… Dad had this idea…" she slowly spoke. "He thinks your family and ours should arrange a party for you and my brother to officially announce the engagement."
Rukia's violet eyes widened. "What?"
"You shouldn't worry about it, Rukia-chan!" Yuzu exclaimed. "I already had it covered! I know a few party arrangements planning here and there so… everything will be okay!"
Rukia couldn't respond.
"I know a lot of friends who bakes great cakes." Yuzu continued. "Karin-chan, my twin sister, knows a lot in designing invitation cards and stuff. I am sure she can manage to make it as girly as possible…"
"Uhh, w-wait, Yuzu-chan…"
"Hm?" Yuzu asked. "What is it, Nee-chan?"
Rukia nearly fainted as she heard what she had just called her. "You see, I should ask my brother about all of this before getting a move on…"
Yuzu laughed. "Don't worry, Rukia-chan!" she assured her once again. "My dad had it all covered! He's talking to your brother right now. On our other phone."
"So, Rukia-chan, is all my plan okay for you? Or do you have any suggestions?"
Rukia leaned on the wall for support. Announcing her engagement to the orange-haired buffoon for the whole Japan to know?!
"You sure do have lots of ideas…"
"Well, I don't want to burden you, Rukia-chan and also, I could be some of help to you so you can have time to be close to our brother."
What the hell is this girl talking about? There is no way I can be close to that moron!
"So, Rukia-chan, what do you think?"
"So, that's all for today." Yoruichi finished. "Uh, wait, one more thing. ICHIGO!"
"Doesn't mean I praised you for your performance last night, it doesn't also mean I am impressed with your drinking stunt." She scolded him.
Ichigo just nodded. "I know and I am sorry." He said.
"I know many of your fans don't know you are a poor drunk and quickly forgets what he had done when he was unconscious, I can't protect you when your little secret is out." She added.
"Look, I didn't know it was spiked, Yoruichi-san, okay?" Ichigo straightened out. "I was so tired last night and I wanted to rest so much so I did not notice what I was drinking!"
"Enough with your reasons!" Yoruichi exclaimed. "I will let you off this time but if it happens again, I swear to God, after you get married, I will tell your father to live with you and Rukia-chan."
Ichigo shook his head. His band mates and Urahara guffawed at Yoruichi's comment. "Please, enough about the midget…" he pleaded.
"Ara?" Yoruichi asked mischievously. "You already have a term of endearment to Rukia-chan?"
"Shut it." Ichigo gritted out.
Without him noticing, Yoruichi approached him and grabbed his collar. "What?!" he asked nervously.
"You don't know who're you are dealing with, Kurosaki." she warned. "Kuchiki Byakuya is a good friend of mine and I treat Rukia-chan like my daughter. So, please let your itty-bitty brain remember this, if you do that to her again, I will drag you to your personal hell."
"I don't understand you…" Ichigo mumbled as the woman released him. "What exactly did I do to her last night? All I remembered is that I—"
"Talked to her rudely?" Renji helped him. "And nearly made the little girl cry."
"Not to mention when he nearly manhandled her last night!" Urahara cheerily added. All heads turned to him like he said something atrocious. "What?"
Ichigo suddenly began marching to their manager. "Whoa, whoa!" Renji said, going after Ichigo and holding his arm and he shrugged it off. Ichigo just stood in front of the happy-go-lucky man.
"What did you say?" he asked.
"You nearly manhandled her." Urahara answered simply. "Poor Rukia-chan! After you have spoken to her so rudely, all of a sudden you attacked her! Renji is telling the truth. She nearly cried after saying all those things to her. She's very sensitive, you know. I sure hope your father doesn't know about this yet…"
Ichigo was about to say something when his phone rang. He quickly took it out from his back pocket and answered. "Yeah?"
"Yuzu?" Ichigo asked. "What do you want? I am still at work."
"So?" Yuzu disregarded his statement. "Anyways, can you pick up the cake I ordered from Sonja's* when you get home?"
"Sure, sure." Ichigo said. "What's the occasion anyway and you ordered a cake?"
"Rukia-chan is coming!" she happily announced.
"WHAT?!" Ichigo shouted through the phone.
"Mou, Ichi-nii," Yuzu said, hurt laced her voice. "Quiet down a little. Dad invited her over for the planning of the party for you guys! I ordered a cake so we can have taste test for the party! Isn't that great? I am sure she will love it!"
"So, can you please go get it?" Yuzu asked sweetly. "And Dad says get home immediately or else."
Ichigo sighed deeply, trying to control the forthcoming headache. "Yeah, sure." He said.
"Thanks, Ichi-nii!" Yuzu said. "I'll see you later!"
Ichigo turned off his phone and returned it to his back pocket. He pinched the middle of his nose. Urahara and the others just looked at him.
"Did something happen?"
Ichigo looked up. "Nothing." He said simply. "I gotta go, Urahara-san. See you."
*Sonja's- is real. It's a cupcake store. I saw their shop once and it was super cute. Never tasted one but I saw the products from the outside. Looks delicious.
Author's Note: Thanks for all those reviews. They made my new year so happy. I assure you that chapter 8 wouldn't be the last one you will see Ichigo's drunken side. I am just glad you guys liked it!