The next day
Byakuya woke up not feeling ichigo's warmth in his embrace. He got out of bed with his robe.
He made it to the kitchen, but he stopped once he saw that ichigo is cooking along with their daughter.
"Be careful," said ichigo, who helped his daughter with the fire. " You don't want to burn your hand," he chuckled half-heartedly.
Byakuya took in the sight of the two of them seeing them getting along, which made him have a visible smile. "Good to know you learned how to cook," He said, making himself known.
Ichigo brown eyes looked at him. " Oh hush." He said with a playful eye roll. "But yeah, I don't burn the food anymore."
"You used to burn the food..? " ichigo looked at his daughter with an embarrassing look on his face. "Yeah, but not any more."
Byakuya chuckled, then looked at his right seeing their two son up. "Morning," ichigo greeted them.
"Morning," they both said at the Sametime. "They are not Morning persons." Masaki whispered to ichigo.
Ichigo made an o face, turning back to the plate as he put the breakfast on the plates for everyone.
"Hope everyone will like it." Ichigo announced with a smile. "I'm sure we will." Byakuya reassured him as he gave ichigo a peck on the lips.
"Eww!!" Ichigo and Byakuya chuckled at their kids. "You three won't be saying eww when you do, do this." Ichigo said with a chuckle.
"Well, for my daughter." Ichigo looked at her. "It's going to be hard for you." His daughter made a confused face.
Byakuya hummed. "Protectve brothers." He gave his two sons a look. "Drivering the boys away from you, my littleSakura tree."
"But why?" She titled her head, with her cute confused experisson. "You don't need to know yet." Ichigo said with a smile. "Now let's eat, so I could see how far along all you three are in training."
All three of them brightened up.
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HumorIchigo Kuchiki Husband of Byakuya Kuchiki Had to take a year's Mission meaning he had to leave his husband with their kids for him to raise them all by his self after he gets back. There three kids are now teenagers ask their father who is their oth...