Karakura

Peace In Our Time

Chapter 3

Peace In Our Time

Day 2

"We're home," Souichiro stated as he took off his shoes and entered the house.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

"Daddy!" Saberu called out, her arms open wide to hug her father. "I missed you!"

A small smile graced Souichiro lips as he embraced his daughter before lifting her up in his arms and turning to Ichigo. "Bring the items to your room," he stated as he made his way to the kitchen.

Ichigo shook his head with a small smile before taking the groceries to his room.

As he entered his room, he paused, trying to take in that this room was to be his for who knows how long. His heart clenched and his face contorted to a pain. His home... What happened to his home?

He shut his eyes, he must live... He didn't know if there was a way back but he will find a way. Yet, he couldn't go knocking on everyone's door and ask. That what he was sure he would've done if it wasn't for the calming impulse and logic he mysteriously gained. Is this... Is this what happens when my Quincy blood is fully activated?

He stared at his hand as it curled into a first before unclenching it.

He set the groceries down and turned to leave. Bump.

"Kya!"

Instinctively, Ichigo's hand shot out and grabbed the person he bumped into by the waist. He stared into the person's, Asa's, eyes and she stared back.

A moment of awkward silence and inaction bloomed between them.

Suddenly, Asa's face lit up and she instinctively stepped back to get some room between them. To which, Ichigo obliged and let her go.

"I-I-I'm sorry!" Asa shouted as she turned heel and ran.

Ichigo, who wasn't as embarrassed as he thought he would be, just watched in bewilderment at the retreating form of Asa. Before he sighed.

Suddenly, he felt something murderous from behind. Slowly cranking his head to look behind him, he started to twitch at the sight of Souichiro. "Um... I can explain!"

"I told you not to court my daughters," Souichiro said coldly.

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Ichigo's right eye twitched as he sat at the dining table. While he knew this place was traditional and all, why don't they buy tables and chairs?!

He was really regretting staying here, he should've left and traveled the world after he regained consciousness. But no, he had to become a disciple and live traditionally.

To Ichigo, who was the exact opposite of a traditional Japanese, this was absolutely uncomfortable. Even Byakuya had chairs when I had dinner with him and Rukia!

"Dinner is almost ready~" Medeia sang, the foreign beauty finishing up her cooking of curry.

Souichiro, who had a careful eye on Ichigo, was sitting at the table, reading a newspaper he picked up in Kyoto. Saberu, the ever-energetic child, was furiously finishing her homework of shapes. While Asa helped her mother with cooking and setting the table.