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tampered2007-07-05 08:11 pm
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Log: Ongoing
When; July 5th, Evening
Rating; Ummm, lots and lots of profanity. And... talking about the birds and the bees.
Characters; Kurosaki Isshin![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
citysbestdad and Kurosaki Ichigo strawberried[Unknown site tag]
Summary; Isshin has "the talk" with Ichigo. Then tells him that he's an ex-shinigami captain.
Rating; Ummm, lots and lots of profanity. And... talking about the birds and the bees.
Characters; Kurosaki Isshin
citysbestdad and Kurosaki Ichigo strawberried[Unknown site tag]Summary; Isshin has "the talk" with Ichigo. Then tells him that he's an ex-shinigami captain.
Isshin fidgeted nervously as he waited on the couch for his son to stop by. He had been putting this day off for so long it felt like it would never come, that he would be spared having to ever have it. But he couldn't delay it any longer, especially not with talks of war. He couldn't deny that there was a chance he would be pulled into the conflict, and that would not be how he wanted the boy to find out.
Not only that, but he had seemed to upset Rangiku earlier, one of the few true friends he did have in the City. He was more worried for her sake though than his own loss. He didn't want her to go out and do something foolish that she would regret later. Isshin would much rather have the girl upset at him than herself. Still, it would have been nice to have someone to talk to after all of this. He had really made his own bed with this though, and now he had no choice but to lie in it.
The older man took another deep sigh and tapped his fingers on his knees. The silence was almost physically oppressive, he could actually hear the second hand of the clock on the wall ticking by and could swear it was going slower than it ought to be. If his son didn't come soon...
The knock on the door had him springing up from the couch.
"AHA!!! Papa Kurosaki comes to answer the door for his beloved son!" he cried, scrambling for the door. He just hoped he didn't throw up in the boy's face because he was so nervous.
Not only that, but he had seemed to upset Rangiku earlier, one of the few true friends he did have in the City. He was more worried for her sake though than his own loss. He didn't want her to go out and do something foolish that she would regret later. Isshin would much rather have the girl upset at him than herself. Still, it would have been nice to have someone to talk to after all of this. He had really made his own bed with this though, and now he had no choice but to lie in it.
The older man took another deep sigh and tapped his fingers on his knees. The silence was almost physically oppressive, he could actually hear the second hand of the clock on the wall ticking by and could swear it was going slower than it ought to be. If his son didn't come soon...
The knock on the door had him springing up from the couch.
"AHA!!! Papa Kurosaki comes to answer the door for his beloved son!" he cried, scrambling for the door. He just hoped he didn't throw up in the boy's face because he was so nervous.
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"I didn't--you're--deflower me?!" he yelled, getting to his feet. Twitch. Twitch. He hadn't been deflowered -- not that he was going to tell his dad -- by anyone, and -- oh shit, flying banana.
Ichigo caught the banana easily, but the condom smacked into his shoulder before falling into his outstretched palm. It took him a moment, but Ichigo finally realized he was carrying a banana in one hand, and a condom in the other.
Then he freaked out.
"NO FUCKING WAY." He waved his hands around, as if they were suddenly set on fire, his face rivaling lobsters in color.