Title: Reconcile

By: Metamorcy

Rating: M

Pairing: Hichigo x Ichigo

Disclaimer: don't own Bleach

Summary: A few years have passed since the Winter War, Ichigo and Shirosaki has finally settled down but a new horror awaits them. Their son.

N/A: Okay, I know a lot of you reviewers have been wondering how Sagai was born, either its M-Preg or something else. But I'll give you the answer, it's your own imagination and Ichigo and Hichigo aren't telling, so it's a secret. Think whatever you want.

Alright, sad to say, this will be the last chapter, so it'll be placed into the completed portion of my ever-growing of un-completes. Maybe one day I'll get back to it and change it and add more but for now, this will be it. Thanks for all the suggestions and reviews you have given me over all this time. And so to make things right, this one is longer than the usual ones I give out.

This chapter was beta'd by sidhechaos, yay for her!! Give thanks!

Chapter 5: Meeting

"Hey King, I've been wondering about something for a while…" Shirosaki suddenly asked one day, relaxing on the couch with his entire family next to him. Sagai was between the two parents withhis face nuzzled into the albino's chest, watching TV while Ichigo was on the other side.

The substitute shinigami glanced over, curious as to what his lover was talking about. "What is it?"

"We haven't seen your family or any of the shinigamis for a while. Maybe we should visit one day and give them a surprise." The hollow grinned, shifting over so his head could rest on the other. He closed his eyes, feeling so blissful in this warm position. Ichigo smiled gently, reaching up, running his fingers through the silky white hair. Sagai continued to watch the show, somewhat used to all that is going on.

"That is true. Why don't we see my Dad and sisters tomorrow? They should be home and then maybe we can go out for a walk." Ichigo muttered, thinking to himself, staring at the ceiling as if it held all of life's questions in it. Sagai perked at this and lifted himself up, settling down on both parent's laps. He was smiling brightly, eyes wide.

"Mommy, can we? I want to see Grandpa and Aunties!" The child exclaimed, staring at his parents brightly, trying to force them to go with the cutesy looks. "It'll be fun!"

"Well…" Ichigo trailed off, not sure if it's such a good idea then finally sighed. "Alright, we can. I haven't seen Dad and my sisters for a long time. It'd be nice to see them every once in a while."

"I wonder how your Dad feels about me." Shirosaki muttered, remembering the first he had been introduced. The older man had fainted upon the spot and the moment he woke up, he ran towards the poster of Ichigo's mother, crying into it. It wasn't until later on that he accepted the new relationship but he still had a bit of uneasiness in him especially about the hollow. The sisters handled the news better; Karin didn't really look all that surprised, it was like she had suspected that her sibling was gay from the very beginning. Yuzu blinked a little before accepting the fact. She was just happy that her big brother was finally in love with someone. The shinigamis, however, didn't take it that well, to put it kindly. They argued about it, never leaving the two alone, Rukia and Renji tried to convince him otherwise but each time he refused. He was willing to fight to the bitter end for his lover and slowly Soul Society pulled away, allowing the two to live their lives but not before keeping watches. It was annoying to have people observing their every move, even worse when they had sex. Urahara tried to help, so did Yoruichi and eventually, it all worked out (although Soul Society was still waryabout them).

Ichigo glanced over his family, watching them get back to watching TV, some random show that's been edited by a company to make it crappy. He smiled happily, he had everything he ever wanted right here. What more could he ask?

Yes, what more could he ask…

Ichigo twitched, watching his father run around, blowing kisses at Sagai.

A real adult would be nice…

"Dad! Stop that!" The orange-haired man yelled, punching the older one in the stomach, sending him flying. Shirosaki was holding the kid in his arms, protecting him from the hugs and kisses Isshin wanted to give him. He patted the orange hair and strolled over to the couch to sit, Yuzu at his side. The younger sister smiled happily, playing with the tiny hands, giggling. The albino handed his son over, settling Sagai in her lap and allowed them some playtime while he watched Ichigo fight off the old man. He didn't want to get involved and if anyone wanted his honest opinion, the guy was just plain crazy; there was nothing else to it.

"Aw! Come on, Ichigo, just one kiss. I never get to see my grandson. He's gotten so much cuter now, oh, please let me see him!" Isshin cooed, waving over to Sagai, who just ignored his bizarre grandfather, his total attention was on his aunty. Yuzu was making strange movements with his hands, trying to make him stretch (playfully), doing cheers. Sagai was only staring curiously, taking in everything except for the oldest man which he had learned by now to just disregard and walk away(no matter how much he loved him).

It was at that moment that Karin came in, wondering about the noise. She took notice of the couple and then Sagai before turning to her father. "Be quiet!" She landed a kick to the stomach, sending him out the room, leaving some time with her brother, brother in-law and nephew. "You two are looking good. Welcome back."

"It's good to come back sometimes; after all, I grew up here." Ichigo scowled, taking a deep sigh and settled down on the couch, Shirosaki at his side. The eldest sister went next to Yuzu, watching Sagai.

"He's grown quite a bit." The black-haired teen spoke, taking over Yuzu's position while she ran off to cook lunch. It was obvious that she was happy about this reunion. Karin took over the arrangement, rubbing the puffy cheeks softly and placed him on the couch next to her. Sagai sat up, glancing around the room before stopping at his parents. He ran over, holding out his hands. Ichigo was the first one he went to, grabbing a hold of the legs, pouting and waiting for his mom to pick him up. The substitute shinigamishookhis head and bentover, tucking his hands under the shouldersand yanked him into the air, settling Sagai between himself and Shirosaki. Lovely scents of food flooded into the living room and everyone suddenly felt themselves growing hungry.

"I guess Yuzu is just as good as usual." Ichigo chuckled, keeping a sharp eye on Sagai.

"At least that hasn't changed." Shirosaki commented, folding his arms even when Sagai decided to crawl onto his lap.

A snort came from the orange-haired parent. "That may be true, but even after all these years, he still hasn't gotten rid of that damn poster." Ichigo pointed behind where the bloated picture of his mother was stuck to the wall.

"I tried to take it down one day but Dad made such a big fuss about it." Karin grumbled, standing up at the call of lunch. The two parents and child soon followed after, entering the kitchen with a smile. But before anything could happen, Isshin took that cheerful moment to jump back in. He snatched up Sagai, darting off into the house.

Ichigo gaped in shock before pursuing while Shirosaki shaked his head, going after his lover. Isshin hid behind a door, hearing as two run by, screaming out his name. The man snickered and glanced down at his grandson with a mischievous gleam in his eyes. "Sagai, look, it's your grandfather."

The child didn't share the same enthusiasm and began to cry for Mommy. Tears started to fall down his puffy cheeks, eyes growing red. The little streams of silver glittered in the light of the room, his face glowing. Isshin instantly tried to calm the boy down, making funny faces which did help. The child finally paused in his weeping and began to chuckle.

"Sagai!" Ichigo called out from behind the door, having heard his son sob but he wasn't sure where. Sagai's face brightened, sniffing and was about to call out to his mother when Isshin covered his mouth, putting a finger to his lip. The child's eyes began to collect tears at the bottom lids and bit the offending hand, yanking himself away from the strong grip. By some miracle, the bite forced him to be released, setting Sagai free. He ran out of the room, right into Ichigo's legs, grabbing a hold of them. He rubbed his wet face into the pants, cleaning it, glad that he was away from his crazy grandfather. The mother leaned down, taking the boy into his arms and glared at the door that was hiding the child's grandfather. A mischievous grin came to him, one that would make Shirosaki proud and neared the door quietly before kicking it in. A loud yelp came from the other side and then a slam, the floor rattling. Ichgio twisted to his son, wiping away any extra tears with his sleeve, cleaning the face but the eyes were still red. "Did Grandfather scare you?"

The child shaked his head, hugging his mother tightly around the neck. "He's weird."

"You have no idea." Ichigo retorted with a back-handed remark.

He carried Sagai off to the dining room where the other members of the family waited.

"I swear your Dad just doesn't know when to give up." Shirosaki snorted with his hands in his pockets, strolling down the street to their lovely home. Ichigo was at his side, holding hands with Sagai, letting him walk for a while.

"And I had to live with him for eighteen years and with all that madness." The substitute shinigami commented, his eyes watching both the road and his son. They had just come back from the family house for lunch and apparently, Isshin had continued to try and kidnap his cute grandson, not even stopping to eat. It annoyed everyone to no-end and finally Karin did them a favor and kicked the old man out the house (Yuzu panicked). Right now, it was almost three and Sagai gazed around the town, he had been down this road many times and recognized it but he always wanted to get another look. The people on the roads didn't pay any attention to them even though their looks were a standoffish. He glanced up to his parents, noticing how happy they were and smiled before going back to looking around him.

"I pity you." The albino sneered playfully, outstretching his hand and wrapped it around the King's shoulder, pulling Ichigo closer. By that movement, Sagai was lugged in as well, a little startled by the action and paused in his sight-seeing.

"H-Shiro!" Ichigo flushed, growling, yanking away. He had almost said 'hollow'. "Not in public!"

Aw! Oh, come on, no one would care. Everyone has more important things to do than to watch us."

"Yes but they'll recognize us by our looks, we're so apparent. Orange and white, you put the equation together." Ichigo sighed, pausing in his steps, leaning over when Sagai gripped his pants. He picked the boy up, holding him carefully in his arms. The child instantly beamed, draping his arms around the neck, holding tightly and stared behind.

"That may be true but we're good people. No trouble from us."

"You mean only me, right?"

Shirosaki faked a hurt expression. "King, I'm wounded by that. To think you'd say such a mean thing."

"Uh huh." The orange-haired man grumbled, not taking his eyes off the road.

"Hey, Ichigo!"

The family of three except for the youngest flinched at the voice, it was too familiar. They rotated around and spotted Renji and Rukia running up to them, dressed in the same clothing as before (not the shinigami ones). Renji still didn't know fashion, clothed as if he was in the 70's. Rukia was lucky, wearing a plain blue dress, a back-pack behind, probably containing her Soul Society items like the Soul Candy. Ichigo nodded since his hands were full and the albino turned away since he didn't really like the two very much. The two shinigamis stopped in their steps, waving to the couple.

"Hey, Renji. Rukia." Ichigo greeted, shifting the weight of Sagai to get a better grip. "What are you doing here?"

"We came to visit, of course, and to see how you were doing." Rukia grinned then looked at Sagai. "Oh, he's grown quite a bit, hasn't he?"

"Yeah, he has." Ichigo shared the same fervor. Renji turn gazed to the hollow before resting on the child, trying to look as if nothing was wrong. The two parents recognized the look and glancedto each other before mentally sighing at once. Soul Society still didn't trust them. The orange-haired mother lifted Sagai around and motioned him to the two. "Sagai, this is Renji and Rukia, say 'hi' to them."

The child blinked his eyes before pointing to Renji. "Pineapple." Then to Rukia. "Petite."

A tense air filled the place before Ichigo turned to Shirosaki. "You…!"

"W-wait a moment, King. I didn't teach him that, the Prince must have caught on." Ichigo stepped forward, shoving Sagai into Renji's care, who could only hold him strangely, not used to clutching others. The red head stared at the child, really not sure how to do this. Rukia was offering looks and suggestions but she didn't know how to handle kids either. The substitute shinigami slapped his lover up the head, using quite a bit of force, enough to send him a few steps back and went to the two, taking Sagai into his arms. He had a fierce aura surrounding him, glaring at his lover. Shirosaki held his aching head, a little scared of Ichigo and took a couple more steps to keep the space between them, fearing another strike. Rukia and Renji noticed the atmosphere and glanced to each other.

"Um…we'll be going now." Renji spoke to the couple but was ignored. "Yeah, defiantly going. Bye!"

"We'll come and visit later." Rukia ran off, the red head behind, vanishing into the crowd of people.

When the two finally noticed that they were left alone, they shrugged and continued on home though there was still some bad tension. Sagai didn't seem affected by the atmosphere and gazed around at the people that passed by. He giggled, holding onto his mother.

"Look, King. I didn't teach him to say that." Shirosaki tried to reason with the orange-haired man.

"…I know but he still gets influenced by what you say. I really wishyou would stop that…But…" Ichigo trailed off and sighed. The albino glanced over interested in what his 'wife' was trying to declare. "But I think that was what made me fall in love with you in the first place."

The hollow abruptly grinned, about to reach over and kiss the other when he was given a fiery glare. He flinched back. "Okay, maybe later on we can fuck."

"Shiro!"

"Oh, come on, we all know you like it."

Sagai could only grin at his family, laughing as he was brought lower onto Ichigo's chest. He cuddled into the warmth, arms still wrapped around the neck. The couple gazed at their son and smiled at each other in pure bliss. Everything was just so perfect.

"Hey, Kurosaki!"

Scratch that.

The lovers sighed heavily, one word running through their heads. 'Fuck…' They turned towards the intruder; their happy mood shattered by his voice, and watched the being run towards them. Ichigo and Shirosaki recognized the crazy hair style, spiky with bells on the tip with a pink-haired girl on the shoulder, grinning. They twitched and cursed their luck and whoever was above in the heavens for bringing this down upon them.

"Hey…Kenpachi…Yachiru." The orange-haired man muttered, not sure what this meeting was going to turn into. If they were here that meant…best to ask and make sure. "What are you doing in the mortal realm?"

The eye-patch man, who stood a foot or two over the couple, grinned. He eyed the child in Ichigo's arms then Shirosaki then back to the other. The smile grew excitedly and Yachiru beamed, flapping her small arms around.

"We found you!!" The child yelled happily, jumping up and down on the captain's back.

"I came here for a fight." Kenpachi took a threatening step forward. He had the soul candy in his hands, his one eye gleaming with bloodlust. The people surrounding them backed off, not liking what they were seeing and that they felt as if something bad had arrived. "There hasn't been any enemies for awhile and it's been so boring back at Soul Society!"

"And that's why we're here!!" Yachiru added to that as the other two retreated slowly.

Shirosaki and Ichigo glanced to each other before nodding. The mother held Sagai closely before twisting around with his lover and dashing off as fast they could without looking back. They didn't know where they were heading to as long as they got away from the dangerous duo, taking corners and short-cuts, anything. Both knew that Kenpachi was right behind, charging and laughing manically with the girl hanging on the back tightly, cheering him on. Shirosaki reached out, grabbing Ichigo by the hand and dragged him into a shopping center that was crowded beyond imagination and maneuvered through it, pulling his wifebehind. There was a roar and yell at the entrance, indicating that Kenpachi had entered the store as well, shoving people aside. The couple ducked, knowing full well that their hair would stand out and managed to get to a exit (there are four of them) and ran into another crowd to hide themselves some more. They continued to dash, holding hands, Shirosaki leading the way home and when they reached there, the couple collapsed to the ground in their front yard, out of breath. Sagai crawled from Ichigo's arms and settled down between his parents, tugging at the sleeves and received a rub on the head by his father. The mother smiled softly yet tiredly and leaned back against the gate that surrounded their house.

"Damn that crazy bastard…" The albino huffed, lying on his knees. "He just…doesn't know when to give up."

"That's Kenpachi." The substitute shinigami would have hit his lover for the language but he was too exhausted to bother and lifted himself back up, leading Sagai with him into their home. "Come on, Shiro, lets get inside."

"Coming." The hollow stood up and wobbled into Ichigo's side, wrapping his arms around the waist. He nuzzled into the back and breathed in the strawberry scent that radiated from the other. "Love you."

Ichigo smiled. "Love you too." He gave a quick kiss and let Shirosaki close to door onto the world.

You know, ironically, I forgot all about putting sex in this thing. How shameful of me. I feel so sad that I didn't get a chance. Hope you'll forgive me!