Kukuku, I have never posted a Bleach fic with GrimmKitty and IchiBerry as parents... :3 hope you enjoy this fic! And comment to tell me if it was a little too fast and shit... I'll remake it(most likely will soon and just want to get this thing up... I just sent this to my sub beta[NOV27] and repost this chapter if you think I should and constructive critisizm is very welcome. So enjoy the chapter!
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Grimmjow slipped through the opening in the door just big enough for him to get through, shutting the door softly. Turning, he froze, spotting Ichigo on the couch, facing him, calm demeanor on his face and arms crossed.
"Grimmjow Jaegerjaques," he said calmly, "Where have you been?"
In this short time, the blunette had become flustered. How was he going to be able to tell Ichigo? "I was... out."
"Care to elaborate?"
"..."
"I'm waiting."
Grimmjow cleared his throat. "Uh... Ichigo, I, uh... How do ya feel 'bout children?"
The orangehead's eyebrows met his hairline, anger forgotten. "What? C-could you repeat that?"
Grimmjow sighed, face flushing, "I said, how do ya feel 'bout children?" Ichigo fell off the plush sofa and onto the floor, unable to say a word for a few moments, and when he was able to speak, his sentences came out in fragments.
"I... I... Grimmjow... A question like that... now..." Ichigo turned to Grimmjow from the carpet, "We've been married for almost a year now and... how would we have children anyways...?"
Grimmjow rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Well, I, uh... found this really cute girl at tha orphanage the other day, and I thought you would like 'er...? Uh, but..." He set his jaw in determination, "I won't letcha know anything 'bout 'er or letcha get ta meet 'er unless we can bring 'er home."
Ichigo leaned back onto the couch, rubbing his temples, eyes closed. "So what you mean to say is, you want to let someone that you will know, but who will be a complete stranger to me, into our house? ! And what's more, she's 'cute'. HOW DO I EVEN KNOW WHAT SHE IS? ! THERE'S ONLY A HANDFUL OF THINGS YOU FIND CUTE AND-"
"Ichi, calm down. She's a nice girl. What I'll let ya know is tha' 'er name is Kosiz, she's three, has pink hair and eyes, and has cat ears and a tail. You know I'm a sucker for cats and a hybrid like her..."
"..."
"Ichigo?"
"You're shitting me."
"?"
"You're fucking shitting me, Jaegerjaques. You're shitting me."
The blunette crouched down in front of the glaring orangehead. He took Ichigo's hands into his, and the smaller male grunted but didn't do anything to stop him. "Ichi Berry, I'm serious. I want to have a child."
Ichigo choked on his spit. "How you say that is so... Ech. Gross. I don't even want to think about that..."
Grimmjow chuckled and shook his head. "Baka..." He looked up, eyes softened with fondness. "She's adorable, Ichi. Just give her a chance. Please."
Ichigo smiled with loving kindness rivaled only by a mother. "Oh... Alright, GrimmKitty." He kissed the blunette's nose. "I love you."
"Heh... I love you, too, Berry."
~xXx~
Two months later
Ichigo reclined tiredly in his swivel chair, closing his eyes and covering them with his hands. As a teacher, he had little to no time to relax between classes, unlike Grimmjow, who was the head CEO of Espada Inc. and had plenty of time to cool down between meetings. And now it was the end of the day, with students at afterschool activities and a handful loitering around campus.
The orangehead's mind was swimming, a migraine growing gradually. "Shit..." he groaned, and was answered by a deep chuckle. He cracked an eye open and briefly saw a tuft of blue hair and striking teal eyes, before a sharp pain lanced through his head. The thought of his brain turning into oatmeal crossed his mind before he decided thinking would cause him more pain.
"Aw, ya don't wanna make a bad impression fo' yer daughter, do ya?" Grimmjow chuckled. Ichigo snorted, sending a mental message to Grimmjow that clearly said, Yeah, right. As if you have her. Fuck off. "I brought apsrin." the blunette said, setting what Ichigo guessed was the bottle on the desktop.
Ichigo opened his eyes and took his hands away from his face, accepting Grimmjow's kiss to his cheek with a hum. "Sorry for the message..." Ichigo mumbled, grabbing his half filled bottle of water of the floor and the bottle of asprin, swallowing two pills at once. "So what's up?"
"Hey, Kitten, das ist Mama." Grimmjow whispered to someone or something, that was too short to see, on the other side of Ichigo's desk. The orangehead sighed. "Gehen Sie voran und sagen hallo."
"Grimmjow, you know I don't speak German... Grimmjow...?" He tilted his head as far as it could go, seeing a pair of fluffy, fuzzy black cat ears protruding from a head of pink locks, not a hair out of place. Big, observant neutral red eyes blinked owlishly up at him, tail swishing slowly and a cat pawed hand rubbing tiredly at one of her eyes.
"Konichiwa, Guten Tag, good afternoon, Mama." a quiet, mewling voice spilled out of the pretty pink lips of the kitten hybrid girl.
Ichigo chuckled and lifted the girl onto his lap, bouncing her playfully, although slightly timidly. A cute purr was emitted from the child as she snuggled into the orangehead's chest and neck. "Hey, cutie..." He looked up at the blunette who was digging around in his bag for something, glancing at the clock from time to time. "Kosiz?" he asked. Grimmjow grunted in confirmation.
"Finally..." Grimmjow muttered, taking out a large plastic baggie, filled with an unnameable meat and thick, red liquid that made Ichigo's stomach lurch and nearly drop the hybrid. What was that thing? !
Opening the bag, Kosiz's nose twitched and her claws dug into Ichigo's arms, making him hiss. Eyes narrowing, she leapt off his lap, landing on all fours with beautiful finesse, tail flicking from side to side. A growl escaped her lips as Grimmjow layed the meat on the floor, Ichigo making a grunt of protest.
"I'll clean it up later," the blunette promised, stepping away as Kosiz pounced on the meat, attacking it with teeth and claws, and Ichigo noticed she wore no shoes as she proceeded to shred the mystery meat and swallow chunks of it without chewing. "Cute, ain't she? Isn't weaned off 'er baby meat, though."
Ichigo felt bile rise in his throat as he watched the three-year-old lap up some blood.
"G-Grimmjow...? Ugh..."
"Wha', Ichigo?"
"W-what - Ugh... I-is she ea-eating? Oh my god..."
"Huh...? Um..." Grimmjow inspected the remaining pieces Kosiz pushed towards him, the chunks swirling slightly in the pool of blood, sitting on her haunches and cleaning her limbs and face, watching both bodies carefully, eyes narrowed slightly. "Penguin, I think...? It could be hamster, or dolphin, or turtle an' frog, or horse, or squirrel, though... It has no certain shape or color... Eh... Pigeon?(1)"
"Oh my GOD..." Ichigo ran to the nearest trashcan, Grimmjow wincing as his lover violently emptied the contents of his lunch. The blunette soothingly rubbed Ichigo's back, standing awkwardly next to him.
"Sorry, Ichi, but she just can't eat anything else fo' a couple more months... Until 'er fourth birthday, they said. It's a clan thing she inherited... She'll be able ta eat like us after, though." Grimmjow murmured. "'er legs will grow longer so that it's proportionate to the rest of her body and when she crawls it won't be on 'er feet but on 'er knees... I can have Halibel take her until then..."
Ichigo was dry heaving when Kosiz padded over, eyes filled with worry. "Mama?" she whispered, poking Ichigo's side tenderly then jerking back.
Ichigo wiped his mouth and sat back shakily, accepting his bottle of water from Grimmjow and rinsing his mouth, spitting the polluted liquid out into the trash can. "I'll be okay, baby. Just... no eating in front of Mama for now, okay?" Kosiz nodded. Turning to Grimmjow, he said, "And to your suggestion, no. She'll begin to think that you and Halibel are her parents, not you and me. So she lives with us, but you can take her to work or a friend's for the day, if possible."
Grimmjow snorted and ruffled Ichigo's hair. "Uh huh. As a CEO I just have so much time."
Ichigo blushed a bright red. "I-I'm sorry, I just thought-" Grimmjow let out a barking laugh.
"I'm kidding! I'm kidding! Man, Ichi, yer as cute as always. I can take 'er and leave 'er with whoever's on break and have 'em switch before their shift starts again. She'll love Nel and Hal." Neliel Tu Odverschvank was Grimmjow's cousin, and Halibel Tier was one of his close friends since elementary, along with four others.
"A-are you sure? And the feeding thing..." Ichigo muttered.
Grimmjow raised a blue brow. "Eh? What 'bout it?" he asked nonchalontly, leaning on Ichigo's desk, hands resting on the edge.
"Won't it be a problem? I mean, the blood and the... meat... itself. Won't it be bad to have there?"
Grimmjow snorted and rolled his eyes. "And having a weapons facility is any better. Relax, Ichi. She'll be fine, if tha's what yer worried 'bout."
"Well... fine. But when you feed her at home, please warn me so I can leave first." Ichigo sighed, plopping down on the floor and pulling Kosiz into his lap, who wrinkled her nose at the smell of sick.
"Eh... Fine, Berry. You were always kinda weak..."
"Don't. Push. It."
~xXx~
The next day
"Ichigo, Imma get Ko-chan ready and take 'er to work with me, 'kay?" Grimmjow whispered to his spouse, kissing the orangehead's forehead. The younger merely hummed and turned over, mumbling that he would get up in a minute.
Jogging to Kosiz's bed set up by the window, he promptly picked the sleeping - now awakening - ball of warm fluff, jogged into the bathroom, and set her in the sink. By now, Ichigo was fully awake and staring, horrified, seeing his husband's methods of cleaning their newly adopted child.
Grabbing a bar of soap and turning the warm water on, Grimmjow was prepared to wash his little kitten when a sun-kissed hand grabbed his wrist.
"Grimmjow!" Ichigo hissed, "you can't give Kosiz a bath in the SINK!"
"Eh...? Why not?" Grimmjow asked, answered by a sharp smack to the back of his head. "OW!"
"Because you can't, idiot. You take a shower in the other bathroom. I'll clean her today." He looked at Grimmjow, who stared back blankly. Ichigo scoffed and nudged his lover out the door. "Go on- HEY!" Ichigo yelled, trying to grab the already running Grimmjow, who had none to cleanly licked his cheek. "Ah..." -he turned to Kosiz- "Your father's a mess, you know that?" The hybrid simply cocked her head to the side, one ear folded down. "Oh, that's right. He's like your deity, huh..."
"I heard tha'~!" Grimmjow singsonged, poking his head around the hall's doorway and ducking when Ichigo threw his discarded shirt at him. "Fine, fine, I'll take mah shower na'!"
"You'd better, you retarded duckling!"
Only silence greeted him. Kosiz had a dumbfounded line face, eyes staring blankly ahead and head tilted slightly down. No doubt she found the situation awkward, as well.
"..."
"Uh, Grimmjow?"
"... I'm not a retarded duckling."
"Grimmjow, I didn't-"
"I'm NOT a retarded duckling."
"Gr-"
"I'M NOT A RETARDED DUCKLING!"
Quietly, Ichigo crept to the other bathroom, where his blue haired lover was sitting, his head on his fist, pouting.
"N-ne, Grimmjow... you know I didn't mean it like that-"
"Really, Ichigo, really?" -the blunette glanced up at his lover before scowling at the wall again, his eyes filled with a mix of sadness, anger, and hurt- "How should I know..."
"Hey," Ichigo crouched down next to the cat-like man, "how 'bout I make it up to you tonight? How you like it," he suggested, "And I even let you put the collar on me~" The orangette suggested, the blunette's face darkening in a devious grin. Ichigo gulped. How could he let Grimmjow trick him like that...? AGAIN?
"Better keep yer promise then," Grimmjow chuckled as Ichigo paled, stepping into the hallway bathroom and shutting the door.
Ichigo made his way back to the master bathroom to where Kosiz was pretending she didn't hear anything. "Your father," Ichigo started, the kitten girl looking up at her mother-figure, "is a devil."
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"Ichi, I'm leavin' fer work!" Grimmjow called, the smaller male rushing out of the kitchen to kiss his lover goodbye. "I'll see ya later. Say bye to Mama, Ko-neko," Grimmjow said, holding one of Kosiz's fingerless gloved hands. Her unoccupied hand waved and hugged Ichigo's leg with one arm.
"Bye bye, Mama." she said, stepping out into the cold with her father.
Walking up to the teal Jaguar XF10, Grimmjow opened the door, smiling smugly when Kosiz gaped at the way the door opened: up instead of out.
"Come on, Kitten, we don't have all day. We have to get to work, or rather, me, or else Ulquiorra will be bitchin' and won't letcha stay," he said, scooping Kosiz up and slipped her in the passenger's seat, buckling her in. No one could see her anyways.
He slid into the driver's seat and drove out of the garage. This was going to be interesting.
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Soo... how was it? :D I HAVE TO KNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW! Hehe Kuroshitsuki reference :3 Um... sorry for late post... Have been working on this on and off over 2-3 weeks... Anyways... Tell me if it was too short or moving too fast and yeah... Thankies!
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