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Prisoner of Love

Clam down, Ichigo. Calm down! He's not going to kill me-- at least I think he's not. Just because I got Rukia pregnant doesn't mean his going to kill me. I'm going to marry her anyway. It's no big deal. We've been dating for two years now. Who gives I shit if I'm eighteen. I'll marry her not matter what.

I turned over on my side to see Rukia, lying peacefully in a deep sleep. She needed to go to Soul Society tomorrow-- and I would accompany her. I sighed. I've done a lot of scary shit but I'm terrified shitless for tomorrow.

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I'm walking on Death Robe here. Byakuya is going to friggin' decapitate me. I'll be lucky if I make it out with no injuries. While I walked through 6th Division's main building I could feel my heart pounding. Thump, thump, thump. I'm gonna die!

I got to my destination in what seemed like hours. That big brown door stared at me and I stared back. I took a deep breath and then placed my hand-- which was kinda trembling-- on the gold door handle. "Byakuya?" I asked.

Kuchiki Byakuya was sitting at his desk writing something that I don't really care about. "Kurosaki?" that stoic voice asked. Byakuya wore his usual clothes-- his captain's robe and hakusho. I wonder if he wore those all the time just because he wanted to intimidate people or had nothing else to wear. I choose the latter.

"Oh, hey. . .Byakuya?" I stammered. He looked from face and back to his paper work, I considered that my cue to start talking. "I need to talk to you, Byakuya." I said, trying to get his full attention.

"What is it?" he snapped. He looked like he was in a bad mood. Crap!

"I wanna talk to you." I repeated.

"About what?"

"About Rukia."

He looked up now, somewhat interested in what I had to say. "What?"

That's when I froze up. I guess I should have practiced or at least thought of what I was gonna say. How do you say I got your sister pregnant? What the hell do I say?!

"Byakuya. . .um. . .Rukia is pregnant with y child. Now, before you say--" I told him while wringing my hands.

Then, Byakuya did something I could not imagine him doing. He got up and hugged me and said, "Welcome to the family!"

"Kurosaki?"

I blinked and saw Byakuya sitting at his desk, brush in hand. He wasn't hugging me. What just happened? Did I fall asleep? Can you do that while standing up?

"Uh, like I was saying. . .Rukia is pregnant with my child." I dropped the bomb. Time seemed to pass by so slowly after that. Was he gonna jump me? I think I rather have him hug me.

Byakuya let go of the brush and it hit the floor with a noise that I swear was louder in my own ears. I'm gonna die! I'm not gonna see my own kid grow up!

"Are you going to marry her?" Byakuya asked. Like always, I couldn't hear any emotion in his voice.

"Yes."

"Well--"

"Kuchiki-taichou? What do you need? You told me to come here at this time--" Renji said and paused, looking at me and then at Byakuya.

Before Renji could speak Byakuya said, "Kurosaki, why don't you tell Renji the news."

Byakuya wasn't going to be the that is going to kill me.

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