Angel smiled as she tasted the sweet cotton candy in her mouth. Every where around her people where laughing and having fun under the star-filled night sky.
It was the tenth day of the trip at the beach and Angel was accompanying the Walker family at the local summer festival while wearing a light blue-colored yukata that Jacod bought for her. They were told about this festival only the day before, which was eventful on its own especially because of Jacod and his crazy imagination.
Flashback
Ichigo choked on his fish after hearing his father. He quickly chugged down a glass of water before screaming at his father. "WHAT?!"
Jacob laughed. "Hahaha! You heard me boy! I want to record this special summer in everyway possible so I may share it with your children later on. So we're going to go to the local summer festival in the town!"
"No," Ichigo snarled.
"What?!" Jacob pointed him with an accusing finger. "Are you planning on ruining this happy vacation for me? What will your mother say?!"
"That I'm smart," Ichigo glared, "I don't want to see a replay of the incident last time we were at a festival."
"Ahhhhh, those were the days," Jacod laughed out loud as his mind brought up some good memories.
Ichigo rolled his eyes. "Please, having you running around in your underwear is not a good memory. Even okasan pretended not to know you."
Jacob chuckled. "Don't be silly. Your mother found me extremely funny that night."
"I think you were way to drunk that night to even remember what she said about you," Megan commented as she accepted another bowl of rice from Megumi.
"But I think it might be a good idea to go," Angel said.
Jacod squealed as he jumped up and ran to give Angel a hug. "It seems you're the only one who understands my pure intention in this, Angel-chan. Let us all go and celebrate this great summer and your beautiful love for my inconsiderate son."
Ichigo glared at the woman next to him. "You're going to regret it, Angel."
"Well you won't know that until you go, right?" she smirked, "So let's just go along with your father and have fun."
Megumi sat down next to Megan and smiled sweetly at her brother. "I also want to go. It's been awhile since we went to a festival together."
"Ah! My dear daughter is so sweet!" Jacod squealed.
Megan sighed. "Well, if Megumi going then I have to go with her."
But Ichigo was still unconvinced. "I'm not going. Besides, you don't have yukatas to wear to the festival."
"Why, on the contrary I already brought them before we left the house," Jacob announced proudly.
But Ichigo pointed at the woman next to him. "But not this midget." Angel glared at him before stomping on his foot under the table. Ichigo yelped in pain.
Megan smirked. "You should be careful with that mouth of yours. Angel-nee's not like other girls when they're made fun of."
Ichigo glared at his sister. "I'm sure she's your perfect idol than, huh?"
Megan chuckled. "Maybe. Seeing how she can kick your ass is one of the qualities I like best about her."
"Why, thank you, Megan," Angel smiled at the dark-haired twin.
Ichigo groaned. "Still, we're not going."
"What? Since when did you make decisions for me?" Angel gaped at him.
Ichigo glared. "Ever since you started living with me."
"What does that have to do with anything?!" Angel yelled at him.
"Because whatever happens to you will be directly linked to me as well," Ichigo said, "If you went then the old man will definitely do something stupid in public just to embarrass me."
"But I already got Angel-chan's yukata handmade for her!" Jacod whined.
This time Angel almost choked on her food. "W-what? But how? You don't know my size."
Jacob laughed out loud. "My dear future-daughter-in-law! I already figured it out the moment I first held you against my manly chest. Muhahaha!"
Angel didn't know if she should praise him for having such talents or cringe at the fact that he could tell her size just by hugging her. And just when did she become his 'future-daughter-in-law'?
Ichigo groaned. "That doesn't matter. If you want to go then go, but don't drag me into this."
Jacob gasped again. "Nonsense! If you don't come then who will protect our women?!"
Megan rolled her eyes. "Like we need you two buffoons to watch us. I'm fine all by myself so don't even bother."
Ichigo nodded. "See? They're old enough to take care of themselves."
"They might seem that way but Ichigo, think about it," Megan leaned over to his son and pointed at the three women, "They're walking alone, late in the middle of the night. They get lost and can barely see anything through the dark. Then suddenly! A pair of arms come out and grabs them from behind, muffling their screams before it could even come out from their throat. Then this man calls his friends and each person holds down her limbs to stop her from moving while the leader quickly takes off his pants—!"
Thus, Ichigo was following Angel as she continued enjoying her cotton candy, his eyebrows furrowed even more than it normally was. Thankfully he was able to get away with not wearing a yukata. He was wearing a simple pair of jeans that hugged his legs nicely, with only a black wife-beater on top to keep him cool during the hot summer night.
"Stop sulking and just enjoy the festival," she said to him.
Ichigo shoved his hands into his pockets as he walked closely behind her. "Whatever. I just want to get this over with so I can go home. I still have work to do."
Angel raised a brow. "About that: why did you bring it with you to vacation? Isn't the whole part of a vacation to escape work?"
Ichigo sighed. "Yeah, but I just want to get those papers graded before this week ends. That way I can spend the rest of summer just being lazy on the couch."
Angel smirked. "Guess that's not a bad idea."
"But you have homework to do when we get back home. Not to mention I'm still waiting for you to turn in that research paper," Ichigo smirked at her which earned him an evil glare.
Angel tossed away the stick that was leftover after finishing her cotton candy, before continuing her walk down the different stalls. "Be careful with what you say. If your family hears you saying that to me they might get suspicious."
"Don't worry," Ichigo nodded.
He learned his lesson the week before when he was grading some paper in the living room and his family came in after another day in the water.
Flashback
"Ichigo, what are you doing?" Angel asked.
"Work," he groaned, "I still have tons of stuff to do."
She looked over his shoulders to see what he was grading. It was the midterm paper that they took a few days before summer break started. "Why don't you do that after we get back home?"
Ichigo shrugged when Jacod came in and saw what he was doing.
"ICHIGO!" he flew over and landed on his son, banging his head against the table, "How dare you bring work to our family vacation?!"
"Fuck you!" Ichigo pushed his father away, "I just have a lot of work to do so just leave me alone."
"What is all this though?" Megan asked as she looked at his stack of paper.
"Midterm paper. It's on one of Japan's oldest folklores that still influence a lot of Japanese authors today," Angel informed them as she grabbed one sheet and read the name with the low grade. She smirked.
Looks like Justin got another reason to hate Ichigo now.
"How did you know what it was about, Angel-neesan?" Megumi asked as she read some of the paper.
Both Ichigo and Angel stiffened, not daring to look up. They both had one word in mind: Shit!
"Stupid. They live together so it's obvious she would know a lot of what Ichi-nii is doing," Megan scoffed.
"Oh, you're right," Megumi smiled.
"Hahaha! It would be funny though if you were his student. Then you'd know all the answers since you're sleeping with him," Jacob joked, "It might be a good role-play to play in the bedroom. It's one of Mark's favorite after all."
The two laughed awkwardly along with the family but Angel was biting her lower lip while Ichigo could feel sweat on his back.
But just as Megan was about to grab one of the graded papers, Ichigo remembered that Angel's paper was among the stacks so he quickly reached over and slammed his hand down on top of the stack before his sisters could go through more of them.
"What the heck, Ichi-nii?!" Megan glared at him when his hand almost slammed down on her own.
"Sorry," Ichigo apologized, "But I really don't want to mess the stack since I have it all organized."
Megan gave him one last glare before putting down the paper she was previously holding. "Fine. I have to take a shower anyways."
Ichigo nodded but didn't remove his hand from the stack until Megan stood up and left. If he hadn't moved fast enough, who knows what might have happened?
Ichigo groaned at the thought when they came to a stop in front of a fishing stall. "What are we doing here?"
"Ichigo! Don't be a spoiled-sport! Your sisters want to relive their childhood with this fishing game so come here and play with us!"
"No," Ichigo glared at him, "Leave me out of this."
Jacob pouted. "Fine, I see how it is. You were planning on taking my future-daughter-in-law to some secluded place and leave our family altogether! Do we embarrass you that much?!"
"Yes," Ichigo flat out told him.