Salutations! I've hit a bit of a stalemate as far as Sugar Daddy goes, but I felt it was of most importance that I posted something to celebrate my bae's birthday, so here is this! Happy Birthday Grimmjow ~(^_^~)

This is set in the same universe as Climbing Trees and Jujubes, one of my earlier fics, and it obviously follows the events of Wedding Rings and Heartstrings, the sequel to the aforementioned fic...I've wanted to do something with them having a baby for a while, but lord knows I wasn't about to write mpreg, sorrynotsorry, so this is a fic with surrogacy...honestly, the only reason I set it in this universe was because I'm way too lazy to come up with a different backstory, and hey, this one's all established and whatnot...waste not, want not, right? XD

Okay, here we go:)

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or the characters therein.


Ichigo sighed as he stirred a steaming pot of spaghetti pasta. Grimmjow hadn't gotten home from the firm yet, and he was half an hour late. Ichigo wasn't upset, just worried. He worried about a lot of things lately. He turned the heat off under the pot and drained the pasta, moving to answer the phone as it rang. He balanced the phone between his ear and shoulder and answered,

"Hello?"

"Hey, Ichi. Traffic's ridiculous out here. I'll be home in a little while," Grimmjow said. Ichigo smiled.

"Sure you're not cheating on me, Mr. Jaegerjaquez?" He listened to Grimmjow's hearty chuckle.

"Yeah, that's a negative, babe. See you in a few."

"Alright." Ichigo hung up the phone and sat it down on the counter. He wiped his hands with a towel and pulled down some plates to set the table with.

Two years had passed since he and Grimmjow had gotten married. Much to Ichigo's surprise, being married wasn't much different from what they'd had before. The only differences were some papers and a ring. Ichigo had opted out of changing his last name to Jaegerjaquez, much to his husband's disapproval. The argument was short-lived, however, when Ichigo suggested Grimmjow change his last name. They'd kept their promise to get a dog, and the young German Shepherd named Sakura was like Ichigo's little girl. It wasn't enough though. That's why Ichigo was preparing Grimmjow's favorite meal. The blue-haired male was always in a good mood after he ate.

A few minutes passed, and Ichigo went to the pantry and pulled out a can of dog food for Sakura before he opened the door to the apartment for Grimmjow. Once the other man entered the apartment, he shrugged out of his coat and shook some lingering snowflakes out of his sky blue hair. Ichigo smiled at him and walked over to hug him. Grimmjow kissed Ichigo's soft orange hair before kissing his lips.

"How was work?" Ichigo asked. Grimmjow shrugged before stooping down to pet Sakura.

"Work was work," he responded, and sat down at the head of the table. Ichigo sat down at the other end of the table. The two men were quiet as they ate their dinner. Ichigo glanced up at Grimmjow a few times, unsure of how to start the conversation he wanted to have. "Something on your mind, babe?"

Ichigo smiled, softly. Grimmjow knew him so well it was scary sometimes.

"Yeah, actually. I want to have a baby, Grimmjow," Ichigo said. The aforementioned man had just taken a sip of his wine and promptly spit it out at the words of his spouse. Raising an eyebrow, Grimmjow questioned Ichigo carefully.

"Really?" When the orange-haired man nodded, Grimmjow continued. "Uh, I'm not the doctor of this outfit, but I don't think it's possible for you to umm...you know..."

Ichigo erupted with laughter at Grimmjow's unraveled state. He shook his head slowly before taking a sip of his own wine.

"You know, for someone so smart, you're really stupid sometimes, Grimm," he said with a chuckle. "I mean we should adopt or get a surrogate." Grimmjow smiled.

"Oh! That makes a helluva lot more sense. Thought you were going crazy on me for a minute, Ichigo."

"So what do you think?" Ichigo asked. He waited for Grimmjow to respond. After a little while, the other man looked up at him.

"Alright, let's do it," he said. Ichigo's entire face lit up with his smile, and he got up to hug Grimmjow.

"Really?" he asked, straddling Grimmjow's lap. The blue-haired man nodded and wrapped strong arms around Ichigo's waist.

"So how do you want to do this, Ichi?"

"Well, I thought about adoption, but I really don't want the hassle, so I think surrogacy will be the best decision. Agreed?" Ichigo pulled back to look at Grimmjow, who nodded his assent. The smaller male stood and went to their shared bedroom to retrieve his laptop and all the paperwork he'd been looking through. Grimmjow chuckled as Ichigo opened his laptop and spread the papers on the table.

"So you just knew I'd say yes, huh?" he asked, and Ichigo shook his head while focusing on the screen of the computer.

"No, but I knew I'd be able to persuade you eventually," he responded, snidely. Grimmjow shook his head and picked up some of the papers to look through them.

Apparently, Ichigo had already found a surrogacy agency, Shihoin & Associates. He'd already had an estimated price, and it seemed he'd set up an appointment for the following Monday. Grimmjow shook his head once more; when Ichigo wanted something, he sure as hell knew how to get it.

"I don't want just any random girl having our baby. That's why I picked Shihoin. They let you choose your own surrogate, so it can be someone we know," Ichigo said. Grimmjow narrowed his gaze skeptically.

"And who, pray tell, is going to willingly get pregnant just so we can have a baby?"

"I'm thinking of asking Nel." Grimmjow almost choked on the bite of his dinner that he'd just taken. "What? She's already one of my best friends, and she's gorgeous. Her genes would match perfectly with either of ours. C'mon, Grimm, you know I'm right."

"Fine, assuming you're right and that Nel will agree to this, who's 'genes' will we be using?" Grimmjow inquired. Ichigo put a finger to his chin in pensivity.

"We could plant sperm from both of us and see which one takes," he replied after a while. Grimmjow seemed to ponder the suggestion for a while before he spoke again.

"Have you even discussed this with Nel yet?"

"No. I wanted to be sure you wanted to go through with it before I asked her," Ichigo said. Grimmjow sighed and ran a hand across his face.

"Well, call her over. If we're gonna do this, we gotta do it right," he said. Ichigo almost leapt from his seat, he was so happy. He beamed at Grimmjow, and the other man couldn't help but return that infectious smile. If this made Ichigo smile like that, they'd definitely be going through with it.


Knock, knock, knock. "Grimmjow and Ichigo." Knock, knock, knock. "Grimmjow and Ichigo." Knock, knock, knock. "Grimmjow and Ichigo."

Grimmjow exhaled, pinching the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger. He didn't know if he would be able to stand nine months of this girl, but he'd try. May God or some other deity that may or may not exist have mercy on his nerves.

He opened the door and Nel rushed him, crushing him face-first into her massive bosom.

"Oh, Grimmy, it's been far too long! I've missed you!" she exclaimed, embracing him even tighter.

"Hey, crazy lady, calm your tits!" Grimmjow yelled, though his words were muffled by the aforementioned tits. Ichigo, who'd come out into the living room at the sound of all the commotion, covered his laughter at the scene before him with his hand.

"ICHIGO!" Nel cried, and she rushed over to hug her long time friend.

In her defense, it had been quite some time since she'd seen Grimmjow and Ichigo. She worked as a scout for a modelling agency in Los Angeles, and rarely had time to make the trip to New York. The same could be said for Grimmjow and Ichigo; the two both had very taxing professions, so leisures like trips to visit friends were more often than not put on the back burner.

"Glad you finally learned how to pronounce my name correctly, Nelliwel," Ichigo teased. Nel punched him in the arm playfully before dropping her suitcase by the door.

"Okay, let's have that discussion you were talking about on the phone, Itsygo," she said, reverting back to her old nickname for the orange haired male. Ichigo rolled his eyes before sitting down on the couch and patting the spot next to him. Nel sat down next to Ichigo, while Grimmjow chose to sit in the armchair adjacent to them. Grabbing both of Nel's hands in his own, Ichigo sighed before he began to speak,

"Nel, you've been my friend for a really long time now. Hell, you were almost my girlfriend at one point in time, so it only makes sense that I trust you as much as I do. You're one of my best friends, and I know that the bond we share means enough to the both of us that I can ask you what I'm about to ask you. Nel, will you have our baby?"

Nel's expressive grey eyes widened noticeably and she shifted her gaze between Ichigo and Grimmjow.

"You want me to what?" she asked.

"We want you to be our surrogate. We want to have a baby, and we trust you to help us," Ichigo said, giving her hands a squeeze. Tears formed in Nel's eyes, and she hugged Ichigo tightly.

"Yes! Of course! I can't believe you guys picked me!" she cried. Grimmjow chuckled.

"Yeah, neither could I," he commented. Both Nel and Ichigo turned to glare at the man, and he threw his hands up in surrender. Nel returned her attention to Ichigo. He grasped her hands once more.

"Are you sure you want to do this, Nel? We won't force you if you don't want to," he asked. Nel hugged him again.

"Nothing would make me happier, Itsygo."


I originally posted this on AO3, so there's more there if you don't want to wait...thanks a lot for reading:)

Until next time,

Patd06