IchixGrimm
Yes I know this story has been overdone like a THOUSAND times and by now everyone is like, 'Oh my God not another one!' but hear me out!
I'm not a big fan of mpregs. It's only awesome writers who can pull it off and make it sound like a good story and those usually make it to my list of favorites. I have to admit one thing there is something about them that is appealing. Perhaps it's the fact that a guy is being shown as sensitive and loving or even motherly. Come on! A loving guy has always been a soft spot for some girls! (or guys)
So I've decided to try my luck at it and hopefully it turns out good. It's going to be short and it may look like I'm copying others but I'm not. This is technically my idea and what would happen if Grimmjow got pregnant and told Ichigo who is, of course, the father and his reaction. Oh yeah, and this is set according to the Bleach story so yes there are Arrancars, Shingamis and what not.
Enjoy
Ichigo blinked stupidly.
'You're what?' he asked hollowly and fell back on his bed while staring in bewilderment at the Espada now glaring down at him.
'Are you fucking deaf, Shinigami?' Grimmjow spat and pointed an accusing finger at the orange-headed teen. 'I'm fucking pregnant and it's all your fucking fault!'
'How is it my fault?' Ichigo said incredulously.
'Because of you and your damn fucking horny needs!' Grimmjow yelled at him, his entire frame shaking.
Ichigo continued to stare. He had never seen the Espada so angry. Okay maybe he had in battle but this was a different kind of anger. He didn't seem angry as much as he looked hurt, pained and…betrayed.
'If you…' Grimmjow said shakily. 'If you hadn't gone and…and fucking done that none of this would be fucking happening to me!'
'What? Grimmjow, fucking cut it out!' Ichigo jumped off his bed. 'What's wrong? What's happened? Tell me!'
'It wasn't supposed to happen,' Grimmjow murmured, more to himself than to Ichigo. He had turned his back on the teen. 'It wasn't supposed to fucking happen. Not here. Not now. Not with him.'
Ichigo looked stunned and hurt. He didn't know Grimmjow had felt like that about him…
'Oh? Is that's what's wrong?' Ichigo suddenly queried coldly. 'That it was me? That I had to be the one to top and get you pregnant?'
Grimmjow didn't answer. That didn't help Ichigo's temper.
'Fuck you, Grimmjow,' Ichigo continued, now shaking himself but out of anger instead. 'I only did it because you let me. In case you don't remember, you were the one who led me on. You were the one who was moaning like a fucking wanton bitch in heat and begged me to 'put it in'. You were the one who kissed me first. You were the one-!'
'I get it!' Grimmjow snapped and turned around with fury blazing in his eyes. 'I fucking get it, Shinigami! Fucking shit happens! But it wasn't supposed to fucking happen to me! I wasn't supposed to get fucking pregnant!'
'Well, then why did you?' Ichigo shouted back.
'Because you're my soul mate that's what!' Grimmjow snapped. Both were breathing hard, their hearts racing like scared mice. Except Ichigo was more in shock now.
'Wait, what?' he stammered.
Grimmjow sighed and slumped to the floor, crossing his legs and burying his face in his hands. After some deep breathing and some calming down, he looked up blearily at the teen.
'You aren't the first I've fucked around with, Shinigami,' he muttered, his old disgruntled attitude back. 'I've fucked and been fucked by countless others be it to find a mate or just because one of us is horny. Hell, some have even forced themselves upon me. But all in all, it's only been for the sex. For me at least.
'But I never got pregnant. Not once. Nor did I get someone pregnant and it was simply because we were never compatible with one another. We just weren't…as you humans say…meant to be. So when we…when we did it…I thought that that was what was going to happen. That we'd just fuck around and move on. Only that's not what happened.
'Next day I was puking all over my quarters. I couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, couldn't even fucking stand for more than 5 minutes without collapsing. It was fucking torture. I felt like I was going to die. I refused to go see Syazel. Didn't know what that fucking psycho would try to do to me. I just got worse and ended up fainting in my own room before a meeting. My Fraccion took me to the lab and had Syazel take a quick look at me. And wouldn't you know it, I was fucking pregnant. I even asked if I could do a fucking abortion but that stupid fuck wad said that I was too far in the pregnancy to get one. If I did then I would die too. And all because you happen to be my fucking soul mate. Thanks a lot, Shinigami!'
Grimmjow snorted and got back up, narrowing his eyes at Ichigo. Ichigo gazed back at him, all anger gone and replaced by one of concern.
'So why did you come and tell me this?' Ichigo asked softly. Grimmjow blinked in surprise. 'Why did you think it was important to let me know all of this?'
Grimmjow contorted his face back to one of anger.
'It's not important. Not to you,' Grimmjow spat as he began to move past the Shinigami. 'Seriously, I don't fucking care if you want to bother with me or not but I just came here to tell you how I don't want anything to do with you. I don't want your help. Not now. Not ever. You got that? That night meant nothing to me. And neither do you.'
Ichigo suddenly grabbed Grimmjow's wrist and spun him back so that he faced the teen. Ichigo's face was quite austere like he meant business. Grimmjow gulped down his fear and fixed Ichigo with just as serious and menacing a glare.
'I may mean nothing to you, Grimmjow,' Ichigo began edgily. 'But that doesn't mean I feel the same way. I don't abandon those who are suffering because of my mistake. If you say it is my fault that you are in pain, I will accept that. But if you think I don't care then that is where you are wrong. You are bearing my children. And I will not abandon them. I care about them. And I will do everything in my power to take care of them. And once they are born, you have every right to cut me out of your, and their, life. That I promise you. But for now you are under my care, Grimmjow, and you better accept that even if I have to drag you kicking and screaming. Got it?'
Grimmjow narrowed his eyes and studied the Shinigami's face. He sighed and wrenched his arm away before plopping down on Ichigo's bed. He grinned wickedly.
'You had me at 'what', Shinigami,' he smirked.