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Ichigo sat staring blankly at his bedroom wall, unable to concentrate on the homework that lay before him on his desk. It was early afternoon; everyone else was in school or at work, so the house was quiet and peaceful. It had been two weeks since his father had had that uncharacteristic display of frankness. But ever since then, his dad had been avoiding him, coming up with excuses to avoid being alone with him, and reverting to his goofy persona until Ichigo wanted to (and often did) kick him. Ichigo was burning with unanswered questions, and although he had promised his dad earlier that he would wait until he wanted to explain everything,