Chapter One

The Discovery of the Baby

***(Ichigo's P.O.V.)***

I couldn't believe what I saw. I tried to register it in my mind but couldn't. There was no way. No way, it just wasn't possible. But it was true. I looked at the sign in front of me that indicated the test had came out positive and indeed that I was pregnant.

I went to the mirror and stared at my reflection as I gazed at the one spot that would be getting larger and larger as the months passed by. I was eighteen years old and pregnant. Right now I had a very thin curvy figure and I grew taller since when I first started working at the cafe as the average girl.

But I was a young lady now, and my body had changed dramatically since then. My chest had grown bigger and developed nicely and as I shot up and must have hit a growth spurt I saw curves forming on my body elegantly.

My stomach flat and toned along with my graceful cat-like legs as I would 'walk' or rather strut, in some occasions. I just really couldn't picture myself, with my wavy fiery red flames down to my chest, my toned graceful legs walking down the side walk, and my stomach so round and wide I couldn't see my shoes click against the pavement. I just couldn't. I couldn't grasp the fact, that me, Ichigo, would be pregnant.

But the topic I was avoiding was the father of this baby, that was forming inside of me. The father. I knew who the father was, I just really wish it wasn't him. Somehow someway a miracle if you will, but it was him. And there was nothing I could do to change that. He was the father. Ryou Shirogane.

I knew I should have never listened to Moe as she persuaded me about going to that club with her. I knew it was a bad idea just from the moment she suggested it to me over the phone, but after her pestering started to irritate me I caved in as I heard her squeal on the other line and hang up.

I figured it wouldn't be so bad, besides I never did have any girl time with my friends so I thought it might be fun for us to go out and have great time like we did in junior high. I didn't know how wrong I could be.

Moe and I had a few drinks in our hands as we made through the lively crowd just iching to bring the roof down. Then a man in his early twenties made his way toward us and just knew what to say as Moe started giggling and a couple of seconds later she was out on the dance floor, dancing with this total stranger and having what seemed like the time of her life.

I sighed as I was beginning to feel very bored. I glanced around and saw a lot of laughs and giggles erupting from the crowd as I entertained myself with some more drinks. The first time I took a sip of the foul drink, it was hard to swallow, but I did in the end. Then suddenly as I felt more lonely and betrayed as to how my friend left me here I made some new friends with the drinks as I drank some more down.

Suddenly it didn't taste very foul to me anymore as I gulped down the fifth glass, or was it the eighth? I couldn't remember. But suddenly I heard my name being called.

"Ichigo?"

I turned around to face a blonde with the most clearest blue eyes I've ever seen. They were so warm and captivating I couldn't help but stare as he took the seat next to me. He had a drink in his hand that was half way finished as he ordered another.

"What are you doing here?" he asked me as he took a sip. I shrugged as I told him one of my friends was responsible for this.

"I could ask you the same thing Shirogane,"

"You know, you can call me Ryou, Ichigo."

"Ok then, what are you doing here Ryou?"

After he was done taking a sip he put his glass down on the counter. "Wouldn't you like to know strawberry head?"

I couldn't help the frown that tug on my lips. Couldn't he be nice for once? I wonder if this man could ever go two minutes without sending remarks so uncalled for as that. I opened my mouth and was going to blow off on him when I decided that I was an adult now, and I'll handle these things in an adult manner and not let my anger get the best of me.

"For your information, you asked me what my business was here and I simply replied with my answer and now I ask you the same and then you act like a total jerk and blow me off like I'm some little kid! And I'm not a strawberry head!"

So much for acting mature and handling this like an adult. I narrowed my eyes as I heard him chuckle and then lean in closer as he took a hold of my slightly wave locks in his touch as he twisted it around his fingers.

"Well I don't see what I did wrong except state the obvious, you do have strawberry hair, so you are a strawberry head. Besides, your hair looks really pretty, it always does." He said turning and twisting it with his index finger as he leaned in closer.

There was nothing I could do as I felt the heat crept toward my cheeks as my face turned a light shade of pink. I tried to stop blushing and not make it seem obvious but I was wondering if it was really getting hot in here or if it was just me.

Ryou smiled as I felt his hot whiskey breath tickle my face as he moved closer. "You're really cute when you blush,"

I don't have a mirror on me, but I'm pretty sure my face turned a deep shade of red as it probably matched a strawberry in color. My breath was caught in my throat as our faces were mere centimeters away from touching and at that moment when he was so close he stared into my eyes as all I could do was melt under that mesmerizing gaze because I didn't hear the noise of the music.

I didn't notice all the people or anything around me, the only thing I could concentrate was the blue in Ryou's eyes as he leaned in and our lips pressed against each others. His tongue licked my bottom lip as I felt his tender touch hold my right cheek, or was it my left? I couldn't tell and it didn't matter. I felt my arms snake around his neck as I pulled him closer deepening the kiss. He tilted his head and then put his hands on my waist pulling me closer to him. He had me secured in his arms.

I felt his tongue slide inside my mouth as his expert tongue explored my mouth and then our tongues met and couldn't stop battling for dominance. Everything happened all so fast yet it seemed so relaxing and so slow, it was all just too perfect for me to take in. His kiss was making me more drunk then the liquid. I forgot I wasn't single, I forgot I was in love with someone else, I forgot about Masaya.

Right now, all I could see was Ryou. I could only feel his gentle and tender touch or the way his kiss made me feel want to explode and never let go. It was so addicting, I couldn't get enough, he had such an addicting taste as our lips met and I couldn't stop, and neither could he.

Kissing him, everything dissapears and all I can see is the blue in his eyes staring back at me with that shining gleam.

I remember dancing, then I remeber his arms around me, leading me somewhere, then I remember hearing a lock click, then I felt myself face down on a bed and I could just only concentrate on his touch. The rest was just a dream, something so bad but it just felt so good. Oh God, very good.

And then reality came through the door and I woke up to the horrible nightmare coming to life. I was so loyal, wasn't I? I kept shaking my head.

What went wrong?

xXxStrawberries&VanillaxXx

Three rings and he finally picks up.

"Hello?"

"Ryou? It's Ichigo. I can't come to work tomorrow."

"What? Why not?"

Then I heard him a groan on the other end.

"Not another date-"

"It's not a date, Ryou, this is really important. I-I need you to come to my house tomorrow. Please."

"Why?"

"Ryou we need to talk." I stated, biting my lower lip. I didn't want to tell him the news over the phone. But I feel like it's going to come to it if he's going to be so stubborn.

"Ichigo I don't see-wait, look if it's about the time at the club-"

"Actually," I interrupted, biting down on my lip hard.

"It is. Ryou, I-I'm pregnant. And I think you might be the father."