Author's note: Hooray! Another drabble! :D I think I'm about to defeat my writer's block, so that's exciting. This one is courtesy of Star-chan, who requested a pregnancy drabble. Also dedicated to my good friend Kate, who will be welcoming her second child within the next week! [heartz]

Disclaimer: Bleach and all characters, etc. belong to Tite Kubo. All rights reserved.


Drabble XI: Picture Frame

"What the hell are you doing?"

Shooting an irritated glance at his companion, Ichigo's brows furrowed as he critically analyzed the items before him. "Picking out a present for Orihime. What does it look like I'm doing?"

Rolling his eyes at the substitute shinigami's silence, Renji idly began picking at his fingernails. Leaning against a counter, he shot his friend another look out of the corner of his eye. Shaking his head, he wasn't sure why Ichigo always got so wound up when trying to pick out a present for his wife.

"Oi, what about this one?"

Pushing away from the counter, Renji leaned over the counter, his eyes narrowing as he eyed Ichigo's selection. Shrugging his shoulders, he grunted an affirmative.

"I can't believe how swollen my feet have gotten!" Flopping onto the couch with a soft 'oof', Orihime peered at her feet with a sense of wonder. "I swear, I've gone up three shoe sizes in the last month."

"Your feet don't look any bigger than normal to me," said Ichigo from the kitchen as he placed the last dish in the cabinet. Drying his hands off with a dish towel, he padded into the living room and sat down on the couch beside his very pregnant wife.

"You're just saying that," mumbled Orihime as she absently ran her hand over her swollen belly. Chuckling softly to herself, she probed curiously at the large bump. "You know, you're lucky that you're male. You don't have to deal with this whole pregnancy thing."

"And why is that? I thought you were excited to have a baby."

"Oh, I am! I just wish the baby would quit using my organs as punching bags."

Smirking at his wife's sarcasm, Ichigo placed a kiss on her forehead before rising to his feet. Orihime raised an eyebrow as Ichigo rummaged around in the hallway closet for a few moments before returning with a small, brightly wrapped gift.

"Here."

"Ichigo, what's this?" Orihime's eyes widened slightly as she grasped the small package, her gaze darting back and forth between Ichigo and the wrapping paper.

"Go ahead. Open it," he murmured as he nodded encouragingly.

Smiling up at him, she eagerly tore into the wrapping paper, her eyes growing wide in surprise and delight. Inside lay a simple silver picture frame that held a black and white – and somewhat fuzzy – image sitting inside.

"Oh Ichigo," she breathed. Trailing her fingers over the picture, she felt tears welling in the corner of her eyes. "It...it's..."

"It's the first sonogram of the baby," he murmured as he nuzzled her neck. "I thought it'd be a nice surprise for you."

"It's perfect." Turning her head, she gently pressed her lips to his.

"Thank you," she whispered.