Ok, people, this is it! The last chapter EVER! Thanks for all the hits, reviews, and adds!

-Anger-

Rukia danced along the soft carpet of Ichigo's office, a soft smile on her face. She hummed softly and held the small child to her chest. She cuddled up to the child as she rubbed her face to his soft, bright orange hair.

Pulling the child away from her chest, she lovingly stared into his twinkling, brown eyes. Smile growing, she hugged him close again.

"Not again!"

Rukia held the child closer, protecting him from the danger. She rolled her eyes and focused her attention back to her son. "Hai, strawberry..."

Ichigo stomped over to her and poked at the air before her nose. "I'm sick and tired of this Rukia!"

Rukia danced away from him with a giggling child and spun around. "What's wrong with you today?"

Ichigo ran a hand in his hair and scowled. "Every time I come in here, you're snuggling up to something!"

She rolled her eyes and hugged the child closer. "Since when have I snuggled?"

His face blanked before he growled out, "First, I have to deal with you kissin' up to Kurodo. Now, you've got that kid!"

Rukia scoffed at him before taking a small, chubby hand into her small, dainty one. "He's your son..."

Ichigo's eyebrow twitched a couple of times before he crossed his arms and watched as Rukia twirled around with his son.

Their son.

His scowl softened and he gave a slow, soft sigh.

Besides, it wasn't like he couldn't be mad any other day...

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