Nyah, nyah, nyah . . . .

Strawberries n' Cream by Boogermeister

Chapter 12- The Truth's In the Pudding

The snow coated the town in the late winter afternoon; the twins were now six months old and were more vocal about the world around them. Lately, their feline attributes are more reliable for them, as Takeshi often used his smokey blue tail to pacify himself. As for Tenshou, his light orange tail and ears were developing faint stripes like Ichigo's. Between them, they often had a 'yelling' contest whenever they're in the crib and it would drive the orange-haired neko crazy.

"Man, I think you guys got the yelling genes from Dad," Ichigo frowned as he finally put pacifiers in thier mouths to quiet the twins down. Still, Takeshi spit his out and babbled back at him. "I bet you got your rudeness from Grimmjow, huh?" The blue-haired infant simply smiled at him, and Ichigo couldn't help but smiled back at him.

"Bah . . . . Bah-bah!" babbled Takeshi, lifting his hands up. Ichigo took the signal and picked him up, he then sat down on the floor with the baby on his lap and gave him a soft ball. Why are infants so enamored of mundane things, he wondered as he watched Takeshi grasped and stared at the ball with wonder.

"Wonder how the school thinks of me . . . .?" he muttered softly. The rumors had died down a long time ago, but he wondered about how the others think of him. Either they dismissed it completely or Grimmjow threatened them to.

Meanwhile . . . .

"Fuck off, I'm getting tired of you guys following me back home just to play with the twins," Grimmjow frowned as he crossed his arms.

"Come on, you're so mean," pouted Rukia.

"I'm not being mean, I'm just who I am," scoffed Grimmjow; since it's winter, all students were wearing sweaters over their white shirts. "Can't you guys just give me and Ichi a little time? Lately, we haven't had any 'cause you lamewads kept cock-blocking me."

"Is that all you can think about?" frowned Renji.

"No, I often think about kicking someone's ass," he muttered. "Right now, it's yours."

"Never mind him, he's just mad at the cold weather," muttered Rukia.

"Yeah, it's no fun around here," sighed Orihime. "Wish I could go on one of those ski slopes."

"Me too," smiled Rangiku. "Would you like to go, too, Toushirou?"

"Not with you," Toushirou muttered flatly.

"Come on, it would be fun," smiled the strawberry-blonde neko.

"You're crazy."

"I'm getting outta here," muttered Grimmjow the moment the dismissal bell rang and he instantly got up and quickly got out of the classroom. He put on his thick leather coat as he reached outside, hoping the 'circus' won't follow him. He walked quickly through the thick snow, annoyed by the fact that the shopkeeper waved happily at him as he walked past him.

"Hello there, Grimmjow," smiled Urahara.

"Go away, you crazy bastard," frowned Grimmjow.

"How's your beautiful twins doing?"

"They're okay, I guess. Now leave me alone." Grimmjow quickly walked towards the house and finally opened the door. After beating down Isshin for trying to jump him, he went upstairs and walked into the bedroom. "Hey, Ichi," he smirked as he noticed Ichigo on the floor playing with Takeshi.

"Hey, Grimmjow," smiled Ichigo. "Where's my friends?"

"I told them to fuck off," he promptly replied as he took off his jacket. "Meaning that we're gonna have some time alone."

"Man, I know what you're thinking, Grimmjow," scoffed Ichigo. "I don't think we can do it . . . . if the twins are in their crib."

"Then give them to your sisters," smirked Grimmjow as he sat next to him and nuzzled at his face.

"I don't know, I asked them so many times before," Ichigo muttered. "Yuzu and Karin might get angry this time."

"You said that before, and it worked okay," Grimmjow purred, nipping softly at his lips.

"I don't know . . . ."

"C'mon, you can't deny my needs for you," purred the blue-haired neko.

"Well, okay," Ichigo sighed. Takeshi glanced at them and yelled out for attention. "What do you want now?" smirked the orange-haired neko, Takeshi blinked at him as he reached for his face. Ichigo simply nuzzled at him and purred softly just before they heard the other twin whimpering a little. "Get the other one, Grimmjow."

"Fine," Grimmjow sighed as he got up and walked towards the crib, where Tenshou was whimpering for attention. "We weren't ignoring you, kid," he muttered as he picked him up. "You're pretty soft, I hope you'll become a badass like me."

"Don't say stuff like that," scoffed Ichigo.

"Grimmjow, there's a visitor for you," Yuzu called out from downstairs.

"Huh?" Grimmjow frowned as he left the bedroom and went downstairs, by the front door was Ulquiorra holding a school bag. "The hell are you doing here, Emo?" he scoffed in greeting.

"You left in a hurry and forgot your bag," Ulquiorra simply replied; Tenshou glanced at the pale neko before shying away by burying his face into his father's shoulder. Grimmjow rolled his eyes at him as he took the bag.

"Is there something else you want?" he muttered.

"No, not really," muttered Ulquiorra. "But I'm just wondering when Ichigo is returning school. The infants are getting older, so it shouldn't be long until he comes back."

"Huh, never thought about it," Grimmjow muttered before shrugging a little. "Oh well, guess I could ask that Goat-Face retard about it. See ya." Ulquiorra simply nodded before leaving, closing the door. Grimmjow just cocked his head and glanced down at Tenshou. "Think we should get the girls to look after you brats, huh?" The orange-haired infant babbled at him in a questioning tone and he smirked. "Good, don't want you to understand."


"Grimmjow, don't act so rough-- ahh!" Ichigo whimpered as the other neko above him nipped at his neck and shoulders. "Don't, you'll make me yell out."

"Well, I did suggest putting a gag on you, Ichi," Grimmjow purred. "Care to take up that offer?"

"I don't know-- ah! Agh . . . .!" gasped Ichigo as he was bitten again. "All right, but just once!" Grimmjow smirked as he reached for a shirt and wrapped the fabric around his face. Ichigo muffled from the shirt, his ears shivered in anxiety as Grimmjow rolled him to his stomach and yanked off his boxers.

"C'mon, there's nothing to be afraid of," crooned the blue-haired neko. "I'll go easy on you, Ichi." Ichigo glared at him and muffled angrily ("You said that the last time, you jerk!") but Grimmjow simply smirked as he trailed his finger down his spine. Suddenly, he grabbed the base of his striped tail and yanked it upward. Ichigo yelped out in surprised as he was being forced to his knees and felt the fingers forcing into his tight entrance. He gripped at the bedsheets the instant he was being stretched out.

Grimmjow growled softly as he inserted a third finger and deliberately brushed against his prostate, earning a muffled yelp from the orange-haired neko. The sight of him writhing underneath him was making him rock hard as he removed his fingers and took off his own boxers. Ichigo glanced back him and shuddered slightly when Grimmjow postioned himself and bit his bottom lip in anticipation. Grimmjow slowly entered him, groaning softly as he gripped at the other neko's shoulders.

Ichigo moaned and panted from the full penetration before Grimmjow began to slide in and out. He moaned through the thick fabric as Grimmjow picked up the pace, the blue-haired neko growled lustfully as his one hand gripped at his hips. "Ahh . . . . fuck, Ichi," he groaned when he felt the occasional tightening of the muscles. He rammed harder, and Ichigo screamed out as he clawed at the mattress even with the gag.

"Shh, don't scream too loud," groaned Grimmjow. Without pulling out, he quickly flipped him to his back and pinned his wrists above his head. Ichigo moaned loudly as his prostate was repeatedly hit, the sight of that made Grimmjow lick his lips carnally. With a few more thrusts, he leaned down and bit down onto his neck just before he came. Ichigo flinched slightly at the feeling and moaned deeply.

"There, it wasn't so bad," panted Grimmjow as he removed the gag from Ichigo's mouth. The orange-haired neko responded by smacking him lightly in the face and scoffed.

"You're an ass," panted Ichigo.

"I know I am," smirked Grimmjow, kissing him on the lips. Ichigo scoffed again but kissed back, before the other neko nuzzled into his neck and licked soothingly at the bitemark. The mixed scent of rainforest and desert air was very soothing to him as fatigue washed over him and slowly drifted off to sleep. Grimmjow purred softly when he noticed Ichigo sleeping and kissed his face. "Guess I should go to sleep, too," he muttered softly as he gently pulled out and laid next to him.

After covering themselves up with the thick bedsheet, Grimmjow cuddled the sleeping neko close to him and closed his eyes. In their deep sleep, they were unaware of the twins being carried back to their twins or hearing the winter wind howling outside throughout the night. Only by morning time their ears twitched by the sounds of the infants.

"Ugh . . . . why are they talking at this time of day?" mumbled Grimmjow as he sleepily opened his eyes.

"I dunno . . . ." Ichigo muttered sleepily, cuddling into his warm chest. "Just go back to sleep, you shouldn't get up for another half hour or so--"

"GOOOOOD MORNIIIIIING, MY DAAARRRLING SONS!!!!" Isshin cried out as he suddenly kicked down the door. The sudden intrusion shocked the two neko teens momentarily before Ichigo went beet-red in anger and embarrassment.

"What the hell, Dad?!" he fumed, covering his body completely with the bedsheets since he was still naked. "What do you think you're doing?!"

"What? I can't greet my two sons in the morning?" chided Isshin.

"Not when they're naked, you asshole," scoffed Grimmjow as he hunched over Ichigo protectively.

"The hell do you want, Dad?!" scowled Ichigo.

"Just came to tell my darling first son that he's going back to school today," his father smiled cheerfully. "I forgot to give you the good news last night because you were busy making more babies-- Ooof!" Grimmjow chucked a heavy book at his face while Ichigo blinked in surprise.

"I'm going back to school?" he muttered. It's been several months since he left school, every student and teacher would be shocked to see him. "But . . . . I don't know."

"What, Ichi?" muttered Grimmjow.

"I'm not sure if I can go back," he muttered softly. "It'll be too embarrassing. They'll ask me questions and everything."

". . . . Don't worry about it, Ichi," Grimmjow sighed. "Around me, they know better and they would stay away. Besides, I was thinking about you returning to school anyway." He purred and nuzzled at his face, while Isshin's head was leaking blood as he was still passed out cold.


Renji blinked in shock.

Orihime gasped in surprise.

Rukia went wide-eyed.

Rangiku squealed in surprise.

Toushirou merely blinked and sighed.

"Ichigo, you're here!" Orihime squealed as she hugged him. "I can't believe it! I thought you're never coming back!"

"You make it sound like I went away on a long trip," sighed Ichigo.

"Well, you sorta did," said Rukia. "It's . . . . seven months of school that you missed, Ichigo."

"I know, and only three more months of the year left," he sighed.

"Come on, I wanna see the look on the teacher's face when we get to class," Grimmjow smirked as he dragged the orange-haired neko down the hallway. Many students stared in surprise at the sight of Ichigo, only to glance away when Grimmjow glared at them. The rumors of Ichigo being pregnant might have been true but the proof was unknown. When they finally reached the classroom, the teacher glanced up and blinked in surprise.

"Ichigo, you're here?" she questioned.

"Uh, yeah," muttered Ichigo, scratching the back of his head. "Guess I'm back. And . . . . you got new glasses."

"Thanks," smiled the teacher. "But it was several months ago. Please have a seat." Slowly, Ichigo took a seat next to the window with Grimmjow promptly sitting next to him. Some of the classmates glanced at Ichigo and muttered lowly to each other. Grimmjow scoffed under his breath then sighed, another round of bullying was sure to come.


"Idiot, how many times do I have to tell you?!" Ichigo fumed, whacking Grimmjow in the head for the umpteenth time. "You can't punch out every person you see fit!"

"But they were talking about you!" growled Grimmjow. "It was irritating me!"

"And you think I don't know that?!" scowled the orange-haired neko. "Going after these guys won't help, Grimmjow! You're making it worse!" Grimmjow scoffed in frustration as he glanced away, pacing around the empty school hallway since it was lunch time. "I know that some of the people are talking about me, Grimmjow, but that doesn't give you an excuse to beat them up," scoffed Ichigo. "They already know what happened."

"They don't know if it's really true," muttered Grimmjow.

"Huh?"

"Some of the people think you had the pregnancy and the babies but . . . . others think that something bad happened to them and you were too ashamed and depressed to go back to school." Grimmjow glanced at Ichigo, who was mildly shocked, and frowned bitterly as he walked up to him. "That's why I wanted to beat the fucking shit outta them, Ichigo," he muttered.

"But . . . . Grimmjow--"

"I won't stop, even if you tell me to stop or I go to jail for it," Grimmjow muttered, his hand cupping at his face. "I'm doing this because I love you, Ichi." Instantly, he kissed at his lips and Ichigo gasped slightly in surprise. The blue-haired neko took the opportunity to slip his tongue in and moaned deeply when Ichigo finally kissed back. Soon they broke for air when the bell rang, Ichigo panted heavily and gazed at him.

"Grimm, you're too overprotective," he muttered, nuzzling into his neck.

"I know, I can't help it," sighed Grimmjow.

"But I'm a bit glad that you are," sighed Ichigo. "But don't do it so much."

The next day . . . .

Grimmjow and Ichigo walked to school together, but with something unusual in their arms and virtually everybody noticed. Either in shock or surprise or just plain dumbstruck, they stared at the two as they walked down the hallway. Ichigo merely ignored the eyes on them while Grimmjow glared dangerously back. "Sure you wanna do this, Ichi?" he muttered.

"Of course, Grimmjow," sighed Ichigo. "It's the only way to get rid of these fucking gossips."

"Tch, whatever you say," muttered Grimmjow. It would be finally done, the word around the school would be over. Because they have their twins with them. "Let's hurry up and get this over with. But don't blame me if you get fucking expelled for this, none of the teachers didn't know about this even with the rumors."

"It's gonna be fine," Ichigo muttered softly. "We'll talk to the principal and sort this out." But Grimmjow just snorted skeptically when they finally reached the main office, the school secretary glanced up at the two and immediately noticed the twins.

"Uh, how can I help you?" she asked.

"I need to to speak with the principal now," replied Ichigo, shifting Tenshou in his arms. "It's pretty important."

"About?"

"Oh, fuck it, about Ichigo having kids," Grimmjow scoffed. "We fucked, he got pregnant, got these brats, end of story. Got it?" The woman stuttered in shock and Ichigo glared at him.

"Grimmjow, what the hell?!" he scowled.

"I just wanna get this over with," muttered Grimmjow. "I don't fucking care."

"Can we just see the principal, please?" sighed Ichigo. The secretary reluctantly led them to the office, the principal glanced at them then at the twins in surprise as the two teens sat down.

"Well, uh, what can I do for you gentlemen?" questioned the principal.

"Uh, it's kinda a complicated story . . . ." sighed Ichigo.


Takeshi sighed tiredly as the conversation finally ended, Ichigo sighed in apprehension and glanced slightly at Grimmjow. "I . . . . I really don't want to get expelled over this," he muttered. "I can handle this responsibility as well as my schoolwork. It can work."

"I see . . . ." sighed the principal. "This is a very serious dilemma, Mr. Kurosaki."

"I know that," Ichigo muttered. "Even though it was an honest mistake, I wouldn't take it back. Please, sir, I can't be expelled for this." Grimmjow sighed and clenched his jaw, it was more difficult than it should be.

"Why not expelled me instead?" he muttered. "It's my fault that I knocked him up, so you shouldn't blame him for it."

"Huh? What are you talking about, Grimmjow?" the orange-haired neko questioned.

"I'm saying that you shouldn't worry about it," muttered Grimmjow. "These kids need a smart person and it's not me."

"Don't say it like that."

"It's not like I'm well-liked here, especially after the past several months. I'm just doing this guy a favor right now."

"Well . . . . I'm not expelling either of you," muttered the principal. "I know I just heard your situation but it's not bad enough to have one or both of you gentlemen expelled."

"Really?" questioned Ichigo, his ears perked up in surprise.

"Just as long as you keep up with your grades, you will not get expelled," he explained then glanced at Grimmjow. "The same goes to you too."

"Huh, whatever," Grimmjow shrugged as he smirked.

"Thank you, sir," smiled Ichigo as he stood up and nodded his head a little. "Come on, Grimmjow." Grimmjow got up and followed him out of the hallway. "Isn't this great, Grimmjow? We could still go to school," he smiled.

"Yeah, yeah," sighed Grimmjow. "Now we can skip school today."

"Huh? What do you mean by that?"

"We got the brats with us," Grimmjow smirked. "C'mon, it's just for one day."

"Ugh, you're gonna be a bad influence on these kids," groaned Ichigo as they left.

"No I won't."


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