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All
I Want For Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth�Yeah Right

Hey�. She thought ruefully.
That solved the problem of getting up in the morning.

They just wouldn�t go to sleep.

Even though the sky of the training
area was still the inkiness of night, Kaien Kurosaki knew that it had to be
close to morning by now. Children and Christmas morning were a combination sure
to make for unearthly awakening times, so he also knew if they wanted to slip
back unnoticed they had better do it soon.

Now, if only he could get his legs
to move.

The entire area smelled delicious
to him. It reeked of the fruits of his exertion mixed with the tantalizing
scent of his lover�s own pheromone-soaked sweat. The scented candles were
slowly dying out one by one but their scent still lingered in the air, fusing
with the drying rose petals and the wonderful aroma of their passionate
lovemaking. Just the scent ignited his memories of the night slowly leaving
them behind and his arousal spiked again. Stamina was one thing he had. That, and a zanpakutou self-regeneration ability that had
proven invaluable for that particular act. He was pleasantly sore all over from
the constant use of his muscles and he could only hope Kin was basking in the
same euphoria as he was over their brief rest as she stayed cuddled into his
side for the time being. He didn�t really need the rest, but enjoying
the aftershocks of their love wasn�t possible if they started up again right
after. Not that he would have been complaining.

Many times over the course of the
night he had thought he was hurting her but she just screamed her bliss louder and
egged him on harder. He gave as hard as he was able and even harder and she
took everything he could give her like a dehydrated sponge that needed
moisture. Her passion was incredible and Kaien was never in control for too
long before she tried to wrestle it back. She never really succeeded, but for
some reason he knew she loved the way he picked up his pace whenever she tried
and reduced her to a flailing mass of flesh that was mewling her pleasure
louder than before and not caring in the least. She as so
amazing, and anything but passive. How she knew some of the things she
knew he would never know, but what he did know was that he didn�t really care
as long as he kept on being the recipient.

His back had a few more red marks
to match the ones on his chest, but he loved everything she did to him,
especially in the throes of orgasm.

In one of their brief rests she had
told him about her plan, and he had agreed wholeheartedly. An entire night of
making love to the woman of his dreams so they didn�t risk sleeping through
Christmas morning, now that was a plan he could follow without reservations. He
had been so aroused by the concept alone that their rest period ended quite
quickly after that.

God he loved her. His Hollow blood
was simmering in his body placidly, protective and possessive while at the same
time calm and content. It was so incredible to feel his blood as it was right
then, and he had never felt less afraid of his own blood at any time than he
did at that moment. Somehow his love for her and his own primal blood had both
been tended to in unison. The beautiful cocoa-colored perfection in his arms
had made that possible.

He knew
soon he was going to need to go get the energy pills in his hakama,
but he didn�t really want to, nor was he even sure he could at this
point. Even with his stamina he was getting kind of tired, and his muscles were
buzzing so pleasantly he wasn�t even sure they would work anymore. Something
told him it was time to leave that he couldn�t shake, so grudgingly, he
prepared to get up.

~~~~~~~~~

Kin Urahara-Shihouin was purring
like a kitten that had just had its fill of warm milk and had nestled down for
a catnap. She didn�t want to move from this spot, and the thought crossed her
mind she might not be able to. She had never known anything could feel quite
like this and now that she had experienced it she was pretty sure she was going
to want it again. Soon.

She was sure she could feel her
hips bruising from where Kaien had gripped them harder than he would normally
so he could give it to her harder as she commanded, and for some reason the
only response to the thought of having hand-prints bruised onto her hips was
more arousal. Her womanhood was tingling both from the harsh abuse it had taken
and the length of their activities, but it could hardly be called abuse. She
had loved each and every second of it, and there would be no regrets even if
she was a little sore later, which she was sure she was going to be. She had
given Kaien more than a few mementos of their experience together and a few
bruises brought on by that of all things could definitely be tolerated. Her
breasts still felt swollen and tender, probably because their nipples had been
kept erect all night, and tortured in so many different ways she wasn�t sure if
they were ever going to go back down.

Just the thought sent renewed
moisture to her pleasantly sore folds.

Half the time she thought Kaien
wouldn�t be able to give it to her any harder, but she always tested the limit
and to her surprise every single time he did as she asked, more like moaned.
She loved the way he stretched her, almost to the point of pain. He fit within
her so snugly it was like she had been made for him and every stroke lit her
entire body in fire. She simply couldn�t get enough, and his force was
increasingly arousing even though he always made sure he wasn�t hurting her. That
was pretty simple, because she cried out her gratitude for the entire world to
hear whenever he picked up the pace.

God she loved him. She felt so full
even now, with the reward of his love within her. She had prepared for this of
course, and had been on birth control ever since she first found out about the
effects of her menstrual cycle on him. Just in case she had wanted to try her
plan before now, but she hadn�t. She felt empty without him in her, but that
could quickly be changed, and they had the rest of their lives to be together. He
had evoked things in her she simply couldn�t explain, and the thought of his
hard body above her again made her shiver in glee.

He was a powerful, beautiful
creature, and he was all hers.

She was sure sometime in the near
future they would need to get up. She had made the stars to rotate as time went
on and from the looks of things they were going to need to get going soon, even
if she didn�t want them to. She could easily see them staying in bed for the
next whole day, but time didn�t allow it.

�That was incredible,� she purred
out as she stretched from her place cuddled against him.

Kaien made a small, rumbling noise deep
in his chest in agreement and rubbed a hand down her exposed belly, thin and
hard with muscle as it was flexed in her stretch. Her delicate features made
her beautiful, and it was almost hard to comprehend the iron sinew trained to
inhuman strength resting just under her milky chocolate complexion. He would
never understand why she loved him, but he would always be glad she did. She
could easily have any other man she wanted.

�You�re incredible.�

She smiled contently and rolled
over on top of him unexpectedly, uncaring of the hard piece of male anatomy
that was now rubbing her most intimate area. She smiled down at him as he
looked up at her and couldn�t help but smile back. Her breasts were flattened
against his chest and she loved the feeling. It reminded her of earlier
tonight.

�We�re going to have to get going
soon,� Kaien whispered, and she frowned exaggeratedly. So he had known after
all.

�Just a little
longer?� She may know it, but that didn�t make her like it.

Kaien shook his head. �We still
need to have a shower. If we go back the way we are now there�ll be a lot of
people looking at us strangely.� Kin groaned; she had forgotten about that.
�And if you ever want to have anyone down here again we�ll probably need to
vaporize this area so the scent doesn�t get permanently stuck. I�d never be
able to come here again without pinning you to the ground,� he joked through a
small chuckle that reverberated up her body.

�You say that like it�s a bad
thing,� she pouted sarcastically. She knew he was right though, and she had
prepared for that at least. Kidou was a wonderful thing. Compared to setting it
all up, destroying it would take much less time. Before she knew what was
happening, Kaien had flipped them over and set a searing kiss on her lips that
had her seeing stars. All too soon he pulled away and she groaned in loss.

�I love you too,� she breathed out
happily, answering the words given in physical form.

Kaien grinned down on her before
removing himself from over her and stumbling his way off the bed, which gave
Kin an eyeful of her handiwork on his back. She blushed hotly. Hopefully he
didn�t have to take off his kimono anytime today. Asuka would never let her
live it down. She admired his tight muscles ripple with each movement he made
and licked her lips when he crouched down to get his hakama
and she could see the hard organ protruding from his pelvis. Whoa, down
girl! We have to go, remember? Still, she couldn�t help but wonder how he
was still hard after all that. She would have to test out his stamina more
extensively later. She grinned hungrily. Oh yes, definitely.

She pulled herself up and could
feel her muscles start to cramp slightly, protesting the movement on the sore
sinew. She winced only slightly but then Kaien was right beside her and
offering her something from his hand. �What�s this?�

He smirked and winked. �Fourth Division energy pill. I always keep a couple on me
just in case. I wouldn�t want us falling asleep in the middle of Christmas
stockings being opened, would you? I�m not sure how much longer I�ll be able to
stay mobile after the buzz wears off.�

She laughed lightly. She knew the
feeling. She took the pill gratefully and swallowed it without water. Within a
second she felt all of her muscles loosen and she felt as good as if she had
had a twelve hour sleep. Even what she was sure were developing into bruises
could barely be felt, but they were still developing. She flexed a hand
experimentally and gazed down in wonder. The Fourth Division was amazing.

�Wow�.�

Kaien smirked again before
swallowing his. �Yeah, but I�ll warn you now that the crash from these things
is pretty harsh. You may feel fine now but as soon as this wears off after a
day�s energy has been used up, you�ll feel the effects of whatever state you
were in before you took it. It forces the body to make more electrolytes and
enzymes that would normally take time to recharge during sleep, so when we go
to sleep tonight we�re really going to go to sleep.�

It was just like Kaien to try and
give an explanation while they were both still completely naked. Not that she
minded of course, hell, if anything it would make her pay
more attention.

�I guess we should probably go have
those showers now.�

After Kaien had straightened up
after picking up his clothes, he raised an eyebrow. �Showers?
When did I ever say anything about showers?�

Her eyes widened and her brain
nearly short-circuited from the amount of fresh adrenaline sent to her brain,
along with an embarrassingly large amount of a different fluid to a completely
different area. She quickly activated the Kidou she had made to destroy the
evidence of their first time because she had just been given reason to hurry.
No matter how much she wanted to keep some of it, it just wasn�t plausible. Too
much evidence remained, and having anything like that linger in this area would
be mortifying if anyone ever found it. She turned back to her fianc� and lover
and grinned slyly. �Well then, let�s go have our shower.�

Then she was up in his arms and they
were on their way.

~~~~~~~~

A wonderful sleep beside his wife
was interrupted rather rudely by a small body bouncing on the bed of the room
they had chosen and shaking him insistently while girlish squeals broke the
nice silence of the morning. A sea-green eye opened hesitantly to try a catch a
small glimpse of the alarm clock at their bedside.

Five o�clock in the morning. Dammit.

Technically at least, it was
morning. His wife was still dead to the world beside him even though their
daughter was shaking her just as excitedly. She had always been able to sleep
like a rock, and on days like today he envied her for it. He brushed some of
his disheveled white hair back into its regular spikes and stretched groggily,
just in time for an energetic projectile that was his youngest daughter to
launch into him. He grunted when she collided with him but there isn�t a father
in existence that can stay mad at their child when they hug them and look up at
them with eyes identical to their own, brimming with childlike enthusiasm.

�It�s Christmas!!� The little girl
in his arms exclaimed cheerily and hugged her father harder.

He rubbed a hand down her long
strawberry-blond hair and sighed sleepily. He had only gone to bed a few hours
before, but at least he had filled his kids� stockings before he went to bed.
Damn if he wasn�t still tired though. On her side of the bed, his wife shifted
and grumbled things incoherently, her overly large t-shirt that made up her
pajamas crumpled loosely around her. If he didn�t love her so much he might
have been annoyed.

�Okay Miriam, you go get your
mother up and let Daddy get his kimono,� he compromised as he wiped his eyes
and shuffled off the bed.

Miriam instantly set to work
shaking the woman of her same hair color still sleeping and the busty woman she
was trying to wake eventually opened her ice-blue eyes with a disappointed
whine. �Hmmm, already?� the husky voice of Rangiku Hitsugaya breathed out.

�Mommy!
It�s Christmas!!� And then the smaller body was plastered to the chest of the
lieutenant. It answered her question.

Even half asleep, Rangiku smiled gently down on her daughter and gave her a
good morning hug back. �Where�s Kenji?�

Miriam made a face and pointed over
to where her fraternal twin was sitting, waiting for his father to finish
dressing. He received his mother�s icy blue eyes and his father�s spiky white
hair. Essentially they were two miniature versions of their parents except for
the eye color. Even their personalities were almost identical. He snorted at
her and turned back to his father. The only response that prompted was another
face made by the little girl with Toshiro Hitsugaya�s
eyes.

Aforementioned male finished
dressing himself in the standard kimono and didn�t even bother with his haori. It was Christmas morning,
he could leave work where it belonged. His wife didn�t even bother getting into
her kimono; she just rolled off the bed with her youngest daughter in her arms
and tiredly walked to the door where she waited for her husband and son. They
might be the same age as Tsukiyomi and Masaki, but only Kenji acted like it.
Then again, he acted exactly like his father, and he had acted like an old man
even when he was at his youngest years. Since they aged slower than normal,
they still only looked around ten, while in reality they were older.

Still, be they fourteen or
four-hundred, Christmas was a holiday everyone looked forward to.

Toshiro ran a hand through his
spiky locks as he walked hand-in-hand with his spitting-image and watched his
wife doing the same with their daughter in front of them. Sometimes the age his
kids looked really through off his sense of time, he couldn�t believe it had already
been fourteen years. Rangiku had been delighted that
she was having twins, even more so after she found out Tatsuki was expecting
the same.

He had had no experience with kids
whatsoever before his wife became pregnant, and even
relating to kids had been hard when he was younger because of his intelligence
and wisdom. He was grateful for the growth spurt he had went through though,
because it would have been really awkward had he had kids looking like one
himself. He had hoped to go into the whole parenthood thing slowly, especially
after Rangiku brought it up the first time, so
hearing he was going to be the father of not one, but two children right
off the bat was a bit of a shock to the white-haired captain. He knew a lot of
it was instinct, and though he didn�t have much of a male model to go after, he
did have an example of parenting from the kind old woman that raised him. He
had watched Ichigo too, as the young captain became the first out of any of
them to announce he was going to be a father, by many years in fact.

Just like Ichigo Kurosaki to show
them an aspect of life they had tried to ignore. First
emotions, then relationships, then marriage, and eventually parenthood.
The man just couldn�t leave well enough alone.

Toshiro made a mental note to thank
him sometime.

He had been unprepared for the
emotions that he found himself going through as he watched the belly of his
love grow day after day, and besides being in awe at the wonder of the female
body, he found himself anticipating the birth of his children. It helped
that for a whole nine months Rangiku had had to stay
in the strictest of sobriety, but by the end of it he was kind of missing
her inebriated greetings and giggles.

He hadn�t been sure he was ready
for being a father, but that fear had become harder and harder to maintain as
time went on, and when they had been born and his daughter had first opened her
eyes to reveal orbs identical to his own in every right, his heart had melted. Rangiku naturally, was overjoyed that their little boy had
her eyes, and she had squealed in glee when she saw the tuft of white hair on
her small child�s head.

If someone had told him fourteen
years ago that it was possible for his wife to have more of a womanly figure,
he would have laughed in their faces. Imagine the genius� surprise when after Rangiku had worked away all the excess baby weight her hips
were even more shapely than they had been before. He
was sure her bust was different too, but with her it was kind of hard to tell.
He had been smothered in them enough before to notice their change in volume
though. That had been beyond surprising.

He wasn�t without his own source of
male pride though, and he still remembered his wife�s�at that time
lover�s�enthusiasm after he had unexplainably grown into the young man he still
looked like today. He had shed the body of the boy and was replaced by the body
of the loving partner; it was the only explanation he could come up with. He
noticed it in other Soul Reapers who had kept their young appearances despite
their age, and noted with interest how they too changed after finding their
love, or more logically, a love to be with for life. How he hadn�t noticed
something as dramatic as that beforehand was something that still bothered the
genius to this day, but he chalked it up to the fact that most of his exposure
had been in a military setting, and relationships meant for actual emotional
ties wasn�t something too considered until Ichigo Kurosaki had come into the
picture.

The intense sea-green eyes were
momentarily warded from their inward contemplation by the captivating motions
of the firm flesh of his wife�s backside, just barely covered by the end of the
long t-shirt she was wearing. He felt his arousal stir and groaned silently. It
had been too long since they had last been intimate, and through no fault of
his own. How there could be that much paperwork before a holiday was absolutely
beyond him, but it would be against his character to leave it to pile up,
unlike his wonderfully supportive lieutenant.

Sarcasm much?
He thought as he successfully resisted the urge to roll his eyes. It didn�t
really matter if she was his wife and technically lower in rank than him, she
still hadn�t changed the way she worked. Or not worked. Whichever.
She was a spectacular mother though, and with that in mind he was right, it
didn�t really matter if he was her husband or technically higher in rank than
her, he simply couldn�t stay mad at her. He hadn�t really changed either.

Fantasies of him pinning her to the
nearest wall and taking her while she still wore that infuriatingly simple, yet
inexplicably sexy t-shirt came to mind unexpectedly and he bit his lip. Damn
it, Christmas morning of all times. It had been far too long since he had
last seen those full lips parting in rapture and the sensual voice it hid break
free in angelic noise as her body met his in carnal desire. Just a little
longer. Maybe I can get the kids to stay here for a while so we can sneak away?

It was such a tempting idea, so
tempting the iron will of Toshiro Hitsugaya was
having trouble finding holes in the simple plan. Whether that was because of
the actual intelligence of the plan itself or the distractedness born from
withdrawal was up for debate. It wasn�t his fault he had, arguably, one of the
hottest women in Soul Society as his wife. He was Toshiro Hitsugaya though, and that meant he was not one to fall
easily for simple pleasures of the flesh. She had done a damn good job at
whittling away his self-control over the years however, not to mention the fact
that it was his self-control�or lack thereof�that had gotten him into this
situation in the first place.

He didn�t regret it for a second.

A light tug was felt on his hand and
he looked down to see his son looking up at him. He quickly brushed away his
previous thoughts. �What is it?�

His son merely pointed forward, to
the front of where his mother and sister had frozen in place, as Toshiro was
just realizing. He looked over to where his son was pointing and nearly did a
double-take. Two surprises were seen, one a little bit of a surprise and the
other a freaking gigantic �is-the-earth-ending?� kind of surprise. The first,
small surprise was that they were not the first ones up.

Kaien and Kin were sitting on one
of the couches of the living room nursing warm cups of tea as Christmas music
played softly in the background, a welcome change from the dead silence of the
unearthly hour. Kaien was only wearing a pair of flannel pajama pants and a
muscle shirt, but they accentuated his strength more than anything else would
have. Kin was wearing a pair of shorts and a white dress shirt that looked much
too large for her, but he didn�t even want to guess as to where she got
it. Thankfully, the lights had been dimmed and set the scene into a soft glow
rather than agonizing florescent light and the colored lights of the Christmas
decorations made for a very nice atmosphere. He noticed their hair was both
still in varying degrees of dampness, and that meant
they had to have had showers. Hn,
I didn�t even hear any water running. Oh well.

He couldn�t get the thought out of
his head that they looked�different, but he tried his best to repress it. Kaien�s
gaze was gentle, but he could practically see the glow of male pride that had
been kindled in them. Kin was resting right against his side and had he not
been using both hands to hold his tea and coaster, Toshiro had the nagging
suspicion his arm would have been around her shoulders to pull her closer.
Kaien�s entire presence seemed to radiate possessiveness. Kin�s cocoa
skin seemed flushed in a most becoming manner, almost like she was�glowing. Her
eyes were soft and warm to the degree that only a woman in love could achieve,
like the kind Rangiku made at him after�.

Silence decided right then was a
good time to settle over his mind. It was a good thing too, he wasn�t really
sure he wanted to finish that particular thought, especially not when it seemed
to be the most logical explanation. They were both talking quietly, but that
was when the other, huge surprise came in.

They weren�t just talking to each
other.

Who should be sitting beside them,
as regally as ever on a separate chair, wearing only a simple�rather
extravagant and expensive actually, but it was simple for him�kimono
rather than his shihakushou and haori, but Byakuya Kuchiki. He was as calm as ever, serenely drinking the tea
he too was cupping gingerly in his hands. As if that weren�t shock enough, they
all looked completely awake.

Rangiku
was the first to regain her mental faculties, as unlikely as that seems. �C-Captain Kuchiki!? What are you
doing here!?�

The steel-grey eyes of the
aforementioned noble slid over to regard her from the corner of their eyelids
before they shut dismissively while he took another sip of tea. �It is a
brother�s responsibility to be there for his niece and nephew. Masaru and Hitomi are not ones to sleep-in on this morning.� That curt
answer given, he went back to his tea. He was of course, talking about Rukia
and Renji�s two children.

As if on cue, a small earthquake
that was the repeated patter of running little feet was heard thumping down the
halls. Byakuya�s lips edged up only slightly to
display his amusement, and soon after two little bodies skidded to a stop right
outside the living room.

�I won!� Masaru declared proudly.

�Did not!
You cheated!� The little girl named Hitomi yelled
right back.

�Did not!�

�Did too!�

�Did not!�

�Did t��

�Please keep your voices down. It�s
still very early in the morning,� Byakuya interjected calmly and both children
froze on the spot. Their heads turned hesitantly like machines that needed a
good oiling until they were looking at the source of the voice that had
reprimanded them, and their mouths did shut, though only momentarily.

�Uncle Byakuya!� they both cried
out at the same time and rushed the stoic noble trying valiantly to keep his
lips from edging any further up. He didn�t even seem to mind his previous order
was already forgotten.

Other than the deep regret of not
being able to save Hisana, Byakuya Kuchiki had one other regret. They had never had children
together. Usually the part of spoiling children was left to grandparents in the
Living World, but he took it upon himself to take up that role, even if he kept
up his regular demeanor most of the time. Keeping up that demeanor was not
always an easy task however, especially looking into
the face of the girl with pitch-black hair and eyes so impossibly violet they
nearly looked dark blue. Looking at Rukia had been hard enough, but Hitomi�he swore he could almost see Hisana
smiling at him whenever the pint-sized girl did. It was both heart-wrenching
and happy at the same time.

Masaru�well, Masaru reminded him a
lot of his ex-lieutenant, the flaming red hair standing in stark contrast to
the jet black of his sister. He was different in some ways from his ex-lieutenant, most noticeable being the small boy�that was
still small even though his age was otherwise�took after his mother even though
he was only in the first year at the academy. It was only his nature as a
True-Blood that allowed him to take the year at such an early age. He was a
Kidou prodigy, whereas his father could barely blow himself up properly. There
was one way to tell his was related to his sister though; they both had the
same eye color. Hitomi�s simply suited her better.

Even though his regret was great,
he would never try to project his desire of children onto them. They were Rukia�s children, and he was perfectly content to act the
part of the grandfather. Heaven knows the Kuchiki
elders wouldn�t come near them even with a ten foot pole. That was fine in his
eyes; he would rather have their sole attention anyway.

The two kids slid to a stop right
in front of the seated noble and tried not to look openly apprehensive as the
cool grey eyes regarded them with hidden scrutiny. They knew enough about him
to not do anything overly reckless, and since they were two of the few people
in the universe that were cared for by the stoic noble, that only went to show
how much he maintained his image. Or at least, that�s his story and he�s
sticking to it.

Byakuya put his tea down on the
arm-table beside him and the two knew right away from his slight smile that he
was ready. They then proceeded to do what would earn death were it anyone else.
They jumped up onto him and hugged him. Then he proceeded to do what would
short-circuit anyone�s brain. He hugged them back.

Rukia and Renji,
though both in stages of lucidity, were awake enough
to freeze solid upon witnessing the scene. Even if they�d seen if at
Christmases past, it was still a hard thing to get over after putting up with
his ice-prince persona for so long. Kaien merely took another sip of his tea.
He wasn�t that surprised. He had, after all, been cut by Senbonzakura, and
absorbed all of her memories, memories which included Byakuya�s
time with Hisana. Gaining a zanpakutou�s memories was
essentially gaining all of the wielder�s memories from a third person point of
view, so acts of tenderness like this weren�t too bad to see compared to the
others he had been privy to.

�Merry Christmas,� Byakuya said,
just loud enough for them to hear.

They clasped on harder. �Merry Christmas Uncle Byakuya!!�

They still hadn�t remembered to
quiet down.

�I believe you still have some
presents to open, do you not?�

Needless to say, the two in his lap
weren�t there very much longer. Their childlike enthusiasm was only natural
given the growth rate of beings in the Spiritual realm, case in point being Yachiru. Most had a lingering suspicion the little girl
simply didn�t want to grow up, so she didn�t, and in Soul Society
stranger things have happened so it couldn�t be refuted logically.

It would seem the ruckus the two Abarai children made was enough to wake others as well,
because one by one the guests started trickling in, the children much more
energetic than the adults accompanying them naturally. Even Yoruichi and Kisuke
managed to get up with everyone else, and the fact that their daughter was already
awake surprised them immensely. It was funny, the only
ones not up after the next half-hour were the Kurosaki�s. Only Kaien and Isshin were awake, but then again Isshin
was�Isshin. That�s the best and only way to put it.
High energy and stupidity were his forte, so getting up on Christmas day was
nothing.

The first of the aforementioned
people to stumble in was Tsukiyomi, but one could hardly call the way she
walked in a stumble. She walked just like he princess she was, and her elegant,
impossibly white hair wafted behind her with each graceful step. It was truly a
completely different person from the one she fought against every moment of
every day, that being her Hollow nature. All the little girls and�not
surprisingly�some of the little boys seemed to be in awe of the demure teen as
she strode confidently to a seat and sat down like she hadn�t been one of the
few that was holding up everyone else from opening gifts.

Masaki kind of did stumble in, but
she took after her father more than she�d like to admit in that respect. Ikasam was walking beside her and giggling girlishly at her
counterpart�s actions, and she waved as everyone greeted the new arrivals. It
hadn�t seemed to catch their attention that there was a new person sitting
amongst the many already there the night before, but then again that could have
just been the morning drowsiness hindering their reiatsu detection abilities.

�Merry Christmas, Masaki, Ikasam. You look well today,� the deep voice said amicably.

There were only a few people that
caught the way Masaki�s hunched, tired body went completely rigid when those
words hit her ears, and their curiosity rose in interest, though they didn�t
voice it. Thankfully there was no one in front of her to see her face, but Ikasam could feel the blood rushing to her
host�s�sister�s?�head. The orange-haired girl moved her head only slightly to
try and verify the source of the voice and �eeped�
gracelessly when she saw her Shunpo teacher sitting
regally on one of the recliners.

�M-Merry Christmas, M-Master
Byakuya,� she replied with a fair deal less of her trademark energy. In fact,
she seemed downright embarrassed.

Rukia could hardly contain her
laughter. Her inner self was practically rolling in demonic glee as it clapped
its hands together. Why her inner self looked suspiciously like Chappy no-one would ever know. Oh she couldn�t wait to hold
this one over her best friend�s daughter�s head. She knew that kind of behavior
anywhere. Masaki Kurosaki liked her brother.

This is practically too good to
be true!!! Rukia squealed inwardly. It looked like she was getting an extra
present this year. Things would be interesting to watch in the following times�likely
years�if the crush lasted that long. If Masaki was anything like her father though,
she knew her beloved �Nii-sama� was in for some interesting
times. God help you, Nii-sama.
For once, she knew her brother was going to need all the help he could get.

Then Ichigo semi-waltzed, semi-fell
his way into the room and she nearly forgot she was married. The only thing he
was wearing was a pair of sweatpants and his entire chiseled torso was open for
examination. While she did admit Renji�s tattoos had
a certain charm to them, there was just something about the tanned bare skin
toned to absolute perfection that had her mouth producing extra moisture as her
lips paradoxically went dry. He flopped down onto one of the nearby recliners
and Tatsuki settled herself comfortably in his lap, earning a content sound
that rumbled deep from the back of his throat. Rukia shifted uncomfortably, if Renji ever made a sound like that she was sure she would
have stained her underwear right then. Oh great, now she wanted him to. Just great. Oh well, she thought sadly. There�s
always later.

Oh yes, there would be later.

Without further ado the gift
stockings were torn into and the joyful laughter of children and adult alike
started radiating from the large living room. Having friends over for Christmas
was an event that might just become a tradition in the Kurosaki household. It
certainly livened things up. With another member on
the way, the help�err guests� would
be much appreciated for sure.

Meanwhile the only person to seem even
slightly sober�in the mental sense�was busy debating what could have happened to
Kaien. He seemed so�relaxed, and his body practically radiated love and possessiveness. She hadn�t seem
him like this since�ever. Meanwhile the mystery of Kin was getting larger too. Where
on earth had she seen that look before?

Oh.
OH!!

Asuka Jaegerjaques�
lips curled into an impossibly smug grin.

�So Kaien,� she started off-handedly to catch his attention. Satisfied she
now had his eyes on her while he was taking another sip of tea, she continued, �did
you enjoy your present?�

Kaien started choking on his tea.

Than alone was more than enough of an answer. This was going to be an
interesting day. She had a sinking feeling the adults around them were also on
edge. She would have to wait and see.

And get details from Kin.

~~~~~~~~~

Author�s Notes: I think everyone knows what�s going to happen next chapter. Sorry but this is the only one I�ve got
right now but I�ll try to get right on the next one. I�ve
been through a month and some of hellish school so there was practically no
time for writing.

Once again, I�m questioning my
reader�s interest in my story, just from lack of views and a kinda shocking lack of reviews from most of the people I�ve
come to look forward to reading. Please, PLEASE, don�t let me keep writing a
story no one�s interested in, it�s a waste of everyone�s time, even if I happen
to like the plot.

Moonymuch:
You�ve been plain awesome and I really appreciate your continued reviews!! Sorry
for the long wait. Feel free to drop me an e-mail any time. It�s on my profile
under MSN

JHH: I really thank you for all the
great reviews you�ve given me and to be perfectly honest I�d really like your
e-mail. You strike me as a person with a lot of good ideas and an eye for good
writing and formatting so it�d be really nice to pass some ideas through you
(this goes for you too Moonymuch).

Thanks for reading the A/N!

I hope it was as enjoyable as I
hope it usually is!
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