with special emphasis on the last while wiggling his brows suggestively.

Flipping Renji off him while his guard was down, Ichigo rolled to the side as his friend collapsed in a cursing heap. "Shut up, Dad." He muttered, cheeks flushing with embarrassment as he stood.

"I understand that with both your wives being pregnant you might not be getting the…action that you were before, but that is no reason to go to this extent." Isshin declared before continuing with a careless shrug of his shoulders, "It's perfectly fine to grab hold of the stick and fly solo."

Their jaws dropped in unison and Renji and Ichigo could only stare at him, speechless and wholly disturbed by his crude insinuation and subsequent solution. Did he honestly think they were secretly gay foreach other, or was he only questioning their self-control? They were grown men, not a couple of horny teenagers led around by the wrong damn head.

They weren't taking him seriously; Isshin realized and wrote them both off as hopeless. Let them suffer. Ichigo especially would find out the truth of the matter for himself before too long. Ready to leave the idiots to whatever argument brought them here in the first place, his brow furrowed at the repetitive tone coming from his son's direction.

"Ichigo, aren't you going to answer your phone?"

Blinking at his dad's question, Ichigo held out a hand to help Renji to his feet. "What?"

Ichigo knocked Renji's hand away as the idiot tried to dive into his pocket. Glaring in warning at the impatient redhead, Ichigo