Chapter 11

Ichigo was back in the doctor's office, his eyes downcast as he waited to be called in. The end of the month was here, several days having passed since his heat had passed. He looked to Grimmjow from the corner of his eye, the blue haired man resting back against his chair with his eyes closed. Ichigo looked away, looking down to his hands.

Even though Grimmjow said he didn't have to be his butler anymore he still went about his days normally. He needed some type of normality in the chaos that ran through his mind. He hadn't had any signs of morning sickness so he wasn't sure if he was pregnant or not. He ate normally, didn't feel any different. He was so unsure that he was kind of hoping he wasn't pregnant.

Would Grimmjow still stay if he wasn't?

"Ichigo Kurosaki?" He looked up from his hands to the lady standing by the door, standing up. Grimmjow was already up and walking by the time he took his first step, Ichigo wanting to turn around and never come back. He took a deep breath though, following Grimmjow past the lady who gave him a small smile. She took his weight and measured him, Ichigo not any heavier than he was last time. He was a tad glad for that, almost turning around when they were led into the examination room.

"Dr. Zaraki will be with you shortly." Ichigo sat down on the bed, the paper on it making a bunch of noise but he chose to ignore it. He looked down at the ground, his tail laid down on his lap. He was so nervous, laying down when he felt sick. He wanted to throw from the sheer thought of being pregnant and finally getting the results, Ichigo closing his eyes.

Did he even really want to know?

"Ichigo!" He sat up abruptly, catching the small pink thing before it could smash into him like it always did. Yachiru was a tad surprised by that, laughing when he placed her in his lap. She hugged him, pulling away and playing with the orange spikes that spiked up around his ears.

"Is your arm all healed up? Kenpachi's is but once he moved too much and started bleeding again!" Ichigo smirked, looking to Kenpachi who was currently talking to Grimmjow. He wanted to pay attention and eavesdrop, but Yachiru stole of his attention when she started to play with his ears.

"It's only a scar," he told her, Yachiru begging him to let her see. Ichigo denied her small request, deciding to touch her hair. It always looked so neat he wondered if she put gel in it. It was smooth to the touch.

"I like your ears, mine don't curve like yours," she told him, not even saying a word when Kenpachi picked her up and put her on his shoulder. He brought up a stool, sitting down with a heavy sigh.

"Hello Ichigo, how have you been?" He asked, Ichigo instantly feeling dread seep into his gut. He opened his mouth then shut it, looking to Grimmjow. Kenpachi cleared his throat, Grimmjow opening his eyes. Kenpachi pointed to the door. Grimmjow didn't say a word, leaving the room. Kenpachi looked back to Ichigo, Ichigo sighing as he ran a hand through his hair.

"I don't even know where to start," he mumbled, his knee jumping as he tried to contain the whirlwind of nervousness in his body. Kenpachi waited silently though, Ichigo finally just sighing as he ordered himself to just spit it out and get it over with.

"Me and Grimmjow had unprotected sex while I was in heat and I'm worried that I might be pregnant." He had said it so fast that he was worried Kenpachi didn't even hear a word, Yachiru covering her mouth with both hands with a gasp. Ichigo looked to her, Yachiru jumping back into his lap.

"Oh no Ichi-chan! I'll kill Grimm-chan for you!" She yelled, Ichigo raising an eyebrow as his nervousness melted away for a second. Yachiru hugged his neck, letting go when Kenpachi picked her up and put her on his shoulder. Kenpachi's usually grinning face was set into a serious frown, wheeling over to the counter and grabbing a pregnancy test.

"Do you have to go pee?" Kenpachi asked, Ichigo not having really thought about it till now. He suddenly felt his stomach tighten, nodding his head. Kenpachi stood, handing him the pregnancy test before pointing to the door.

"The bathroom is two doors down, pee in this and fill it up halfway. Bring it back and tell me the result okay?" Kenpachi told him, Ichigo nodding. He got off of the bed and walked to the door, opening it and almost stopping and giving it back to Kenpachi when he saw Grimmjow sitting down outside the room.

He wasn't ready for this.

Ichigo swallowed thickly, going to the bathroom. He closed the door behind him, looking down to the small pregnancy test. He didn't want to do this, so afraid of the results. Agreeing with Grimmjow was just a heat of the moment type of thing, now he wasn't so sure.

Did he really want to keep this baby? Was he truly ready for this? Did he even deserve to think so selfishly after lacking to use control when it mattered most?

Ichigo walked over to the sink, putting down the pregnancy test before taking a step back. He thought about just leaving and pretending none of this happened, but he also wanted to know so badly.

What if he was pregnant? He was scared no doubt and wanted nothing more to run away from it, but what if it turned up negative? He would have been scared for nothing and he could just walk away from this. He nodded, reaching for the pregnancy test.

He stopped, his fingers just touching the pregnancy test.

What if it comes back positive? He denied the love of his life this one thing and gave it to the man he had hated for so long. He was scared because he didn't know what was going to happen and didn't want to wait and see. This wasn't a movie, this was reality.

Why was he still here?

He didn't know how to act, moving his hand away from the pregnancy test.

He wouldn't know till he tried though, right?

He undid his belt, looking away from the pregnancy test. There was a fifty fifty chance he could or could not be pregnant, and though he was rooting for not being pregnant he couldn't find out just standing here. He unzipped his pants, nearly breaking the button out of anxiety before pushing down his pants, grabbing the pregnancy test.

He wouldn't run away no matter how badly he wanted too.

:::+:::

"He marked you?" Kenpachi inspected the mark on Grimmjow's shoulder, the surrounding flesh still rather bruised. He had bit down and bit down hard, Kenpachi sighing before letting him put back on his shirt. They were both waiting for Ichigo to come back from the bathroom, Grimmjow explaining to him what had happened and what the two had failed to do to protect themselves from this exact dilemma.

"I should have thought to use a condom," Grimmjow sighed, Kenpachi wanting to tell him he should have known why Ichigo was crying afterwards easily enough. He brushed it off though, sitting down on his stool. He wanted to know just as badly if Ichigo was pregnant, Yachiru having fallen asleep. He was going to have him pee in a container and figure out if he was pregnant that way, but neko's never had enough patience for that. Plus, the pregnancy test would surprisingly be more accurate than a urine sample.

It was something that could never be understood.

They both looked to the door when it was opened, Ichigo holding a paper towel in his hand. He looked to them, everyone stiff as they waited for what Ichigo had to say. Grimmjow was holding onto the armrest tightly, his eyes never leaving Ichigo who didn't look at either of them. He finally sighed, unwrapping the paper towel and showing them the small stick. Two small little red lines ran horizontally on the small screen, Ichigo looking to Kenpachi.

"It's positive."

:::+:::

Ichigo sat in the car with Grimmjow, biting on his nails. It was a habit he had dropped a long time ago that he did whenever he was nervous. He felt like he needed to do something like this though, not wanting to start back up his other habit of smoking. He was pregnant, it would not be smart to smoke.

He nearly flinched at the thought, dropping his hand from his mouth. This was real. He was pregnant and he was freaking out. He had stayed calm around Kenpachi and Yachiru, and while driving home he wanted to stay calm around Grimmjow and the driver. But, it was becoming harder and harder by the second.

"Mr. Jeage-"

"Grimmjow, Ichigo." Ichigo sighed, his knee jumping again as his mind started to go overtime.

"Grimmjow can we stop by Mcdonalds?" Grimmjow nodded, the driver changing routes. Grimmjow looked to Ichigo, seeing his knee jumping as he nibbled on his nails. He grabbed his wrist, Ichigo looking to him when he lowered his hand from his mouth. Ichigo wanted to punch him in the face, clenching his hand into a fist.

"It's okay, Ichigo." Ichigo's eyes widened slightly, his fist unclenching slowly. He didn't look away from Grimmjow when he locked his fingers with his, Grimmjow pulling him closer. Ichigo realised a little late that he had forgotten to put his seatbelt on, resting against Grimmjow stiffly. Nothing about this situation was okay no matter how much he wanted to believe that, wanting nothing more than to just panic externally instead of just internally. Grimmjow's warmth calmed him though, if only a little bit.

"This is real, why can you be so calm?" Ichigo asked after a long second, the driver finally pulling into the drive thru.

"What do you want?" Grimmjow asked, Ichigo shrugging as he started to chew on his thumbnail.

"A big mac and a large fries and a large root beer."

Grimmjow gave the driver the money he would need after ordering himself a medium sprite, Ichigo getting off him so he could get out his wallet. He felt cold and lonely, closing his eyes as he sighed. He couldn't understand why Grimmjow was so calm about something like this, having not screamed or fainted while Ichigo was wondering why he himself was still conscious.

It was unexpected and Ichigo felt like it called for more of a reaction. Grimmjow was just calm though, pulling him back when he had given him the money and put his wallet back into his pocket. Ichigo wanted to push away from him, not wanting to be touched. His warmth was comforting though, Ichigo frowning as he wished his food would come quicker.

"I'm not freaking out because your freaking out enough for both of us." Ichigo looked up to him with a frown, Grimmjow kissing his lips. Ichigo turned his head away, his lips tingling a little. Grimmjow touched a hand to his stomach, Ichigo almost smacking it away out of anger. That wasn't the answer he wanted, he wanted a true explanation of why he wasn't freaking out. Ichigo was nervous to near death and he was just calm.

He was about to be a father, how could he just be calm?

"Did you always want kids?" Ichigo asked, Grimmjow not answering since the food finally came. Ichigo didn't really care all that much either after that, popping a few fries into his mouth. He rested back against Grimmjow, happy with his food now. He wasn't as nervous the more he ate, eating all of his fries first. His fingers were greasy and salty afterwards, Ichigo licking his fingers.

He loved Mcdonalds.

"I suggest you rest, I'll clean." Ichigo raised an eyebrow as they pulled into the driveway, getting off him and turning to face him. He forgot about his Big Mac for a second, Grimmjow getting out of the car. Ichigo followed, bringing his food with him, sipping his root beer.

"So, you'll clean the toilet? Spotless?" Ichigo asked, Grimmjow nodding as he took out his keys and opened the door, letting Ichigo in first. Ichigo faced him after he closed the door, Grimmjow raising an eyebrow.

"Do you even know what chemical and scrubber you use to clean it?" Ichigo asked, Grimmjow nodding. Ichigo very highly doubted that, crossing his arms over his chest, careful with his food and drink.

"Which chemical?"

Grimmjow sighed, looking away as he thought before looking back to him.

"Tyson?"

Ichigo raised an eyebrow.

"Close enough. But forgive me sir but it is my job to clean this house."

"You're not my butler anymore Ichigo." Ichigo sighed, handing Grimmjow his food.

"I am cleaning. Period."

Five minutes later he was in his room sleeping and Grimmjow was in the bathroom, teaching himself how to clean the toilet.

Author's note: I would freak out if I was suddenly told I was going to be a parent.