You and Ichigo sat at a gala dinner with your relatives.

You've always had a bad relationship with your aunt, but tonight she was out of line.

"You know, I don't think you're good for anything. And just what does Ichigo see in you?" She said mockingly, and rage boiled up in you.

Ichigo immediately squeezed your hand gently. "No, no, no, no, sweetheart. Look at me, look at me."