Chapter 25

Author's note: Sorry I didn't post yesterday, was busy.

Ichigo sighed at the vomit on the ground, Shinji upstairs asleep. His morning sickness had kicked in, the poor blonde not able to reach the bathroom in time to empty his stomach. Ichigo wasn't angry at him, not having been able to reach the bathroom either a few times himself. Grimmjow was trying to be understanding to not piss him off, but he refused to clean it up. Nnoitra was keeping Shinji comforted, so Ichigo was left with the job. He mopped, scrubbed the floor, then sprayed some air freshener.

He breathed in, suddenly feeling tired. He sighed, putting all of his cleaning supplies away. His sister's were asleep, the time only six in the morning. He wouldn't make them clean it up anyway, not wanting to wake his little sisters to do something he could have done. He rubbed his eyes, sighing again when he heard all three of the babies cry. He went upstairs, stopping when Grimmjow called him to their room. He ignored his call, going to his crying babies.

He opened the door, seeing Nnoitra standing next to Chiharu's crib. His tail stood up a little, Nnoitra looking to him over his shoulder.

"She has Grimmjow's face." Ichigo's tail went back down when he remembered Shinji told him Nnoitra always wanted a daughter, Chiharu no longer crying as Nnoitra pressed a finger against her cheek. She looked to him, reaching her hands up for him to pick her up. Nnoitra did, Ichigo walking over and picking up Takahiro, soothing Shiro so he would stay calm till it would be his time to feed.

"She has Grimmjow's eyes, but my nose," Ichigo told Nnoitra as he got Takahiro's blanket, sitting down in a rocking chair. Nnoitra smirked, Ichigo looking to the patch over his eye. He looked back to Takahiro as he got him ready to feed. He relaxed when he latched onto his nipple, making sure the blanket hid his chest.

"Why do you wear an eyepatch?" Ichigo asked as he started to rock in the rocking chair, Shiro sucking on his finger as he waited to be fed. Chiharu looked at Nnoitra like she was trying to figure out who he was, Nnoitra's smirk becoming a small smile.

"I was working on this house when a pipe fell down from the ceiling. Almost went straight through my head." Ichigo winced, Nnoitra chuckling.

"Believe me, it didn't hurt as much as it sounds." Ichigo rolled his eyes, patting Takahiro's butt as he thought of closing his eyes. He kept an eye on Nnoitra and his baby girl he held, his body only wanting to sleep. He was curious though, never knowing Nnoitra had made this house.

"I'm guessing the ceilings are so high because you based the house on your size?" Ichigo asked, Nnoitra smirking as he laid Chiharu back in her crib. Her face scrunched as she started to cry, Nnoitra running his hands through her hair. It soothed her, Ichigo frowning as he looked back to Takahiro whose suckles were only becoming stronger, not weaker.

"Yeah, it would suck if I made it small and no one could get in." This time it was Ichigo's turn to smirk, the first change in expression he had all day. He sighed, resting back as he let himself relax. He didn't fully trust Nnoitra around his children yet, but right now he seemed to fit in just fine. His head started to throb, Ichigo frowning as he opened his eyes. He turned sharply, sneezing into his shoulder. Takahiro wouldn't unlatch though, Ichigo sneezing again when his nose itched. He rubbed his eyes, Nnoitra looking to him with a frown.

"Getting sick?" Nnoitra asked, Ichigo shaking his head. He sneezed again though, his head aching even more. He shook it off though, glad when he felt Takahiro's suckles become weaker. He sat back, keeping his eyes closed as he sighed.

"I'm fine," he mumbled, taking Takahiro off of his nipple when his suckles became weak. He pulled down his shirt before taking the blanket off, opening his eyes.

"Hey, can you take him and change his diaper?" Ichigo asked, Nnoitra raising an eyebrow. Ichigo sighed, already seeing he had no experience in that field.

"You're about to have three kids, but don't know how to change a diaper?" Ichigo asked, Nnoitra frowning. Ichigo got up, placing Takahiro down on the small gated table near his crib. He waved Nnoitra over, showing him how to change a diaper.

"What are you two doing?" Ichigo looked over his shoulder to see Shinji standing in the doorway, his expression pulled down into a frown. Ichigo looked to Takahiro when he slapped his hand, the little boy laughing when he grabbed his fingers.

"I'm teaching Nnoitra how to change a diaper. He's an idiot," Ichigo told Shinji, physically feeling him relax. He knew he had a hard time trusting Nnoitra after everything he did, but he knew for a fact that the last thing he would be able to do was seduce him into taking off his clothes. Grimmjow had done it enough times that Ichigo actually learned to avoid him when he saw lust in his eyes.

"Gonna make him change Shiro's?" Shinji asked as Ichigo put a hyper Takahiro in his crib, Nnoitra keeping him distracted so he wouldn't cry. When Chiharu saw this though she started to cry, wanting his attention. Shinji walked over when he saw Nnoitra looked a tad lost, not even sure how to deal with more than one baby. Shinji picked up Chiharu, rocking her gently as he cooed softly down to her. She smiled, closing her eyes when he kissed her nose. She laughed, grabbing his face and giving him a sloppy kiss onto his nose.

Ichigo sneezed again as he breastfed Shiro, rubbing his eyes as he tried to make the ache behind his eyes go away. It wasn't happening though, Shinji looking to him when he sneezed again.

"Are you getting sick?" Shinji asked, Ichigo shaking his head as he rested back. He wiped his temples, Shiro whining against his nipple. Ichigo looked down to him through a small hole in the blanket over his shoulder, Shiro kicking out his feet. Ichigo patted his butt, Shiro relaxing. Ichigo snorted, already seeing he was going to be a spoiled brat. He relaxed, looking to Shinji when he felt eyes on him.

"What?" He asked, Shinji looking to him with a frown on his face. He walked over, touching the back of his hand to his forehead. Ichigo rolled his eyes, Shinji pulling his hand away.

"You're hot. Ichigo, you're sick." Ichigo frowned as Shiro's suckles became weaker.

"I'll go see Kenpachi tomorrow. I'm fine, really," Ichigo tried to persuade him, Shinji frowning as he looked to the door when it was opened. The girls were awake, peaking inside to check up on the babies.

Ichigo sneezed.

:::+:::

Ichigo sighed as he sat in the doctor's office that same day, able to get in an appointment at eleven o'clock. He didn't think he was that important, Shinji and Nnoitra sitting there with him. Nnoitra was just there to be there, but Shinji was there because he was worried about his health, wanting to make sure he was alright.

Ichigo sneezed again, saying thank you when an elderly lady said bless you. He didn't feel cold and he wasn't shaking, his body feeling a tad sluggish but fine. His head hurt though and he couldn't stop sneezing. He rubbed his temples, hissing softly when he felt a sharp pain run through his skull.

"How bad do you think it is?" Shinji asked, Ichigo sighing as he sat back. He stretched out his legs, breathing deeply.

"Not as bad as I think," Ichigo mumbled, relaxing with a sigh. He rubbed his eyes, Shinji grabbing his arm and putting it down to his lap.

"Stop rubbing your eyes, they're getting red," he told him, Ichigo blinking them instead. He sighed, looking to the nurse when she called his name. He was measured and weighed, placed in a room to wait for Kenpachi.

"So, what does Kenpachi look like?" Shinji asked as Ichigo laid down on the bed, a heavy sigh escaping his lips.

"Well, I got scared the first time I saw him." Shinji raised an eyebrow, Ichigo sitting up quickly and catching a pink blob that made Shinji jump a little in surprise. Yachiru giggled, Ichigo smiling as she hugged his neck.

"What's wrong Ichigo?" She asked, Ichigo feeling his nose itch. He turned his head away, sneezing into his elbow.

"That doesn't sound good." Kenpachi finally walked into the room. Shinji's eyes went wide while Nnoitra just raised an eyebrow, Kenpachi looking to them both.

"Grimmjow's at home with the kids?" Kenpachi asked, Ichigo nodding. He sneezed again after introducing them, Kenpachi lifting Yachiru off his lap.

"What are your symptoms?" Kenpachi asked as he sat down on his stool, Ichigo sneezing again.

"Ichi's got a cold!" Yachiru exclaimed, Ichigo not for sure if that was worth celebrating.

"I feel sluggish, my head hurts, and I can't stop sneezing," Ichigo told him, Kenpachi chuckling as he stood. He took his temperature, checked his ears and mouth. He also took his blood pressure, Shinji and Nnoitra just watching him work.

"Yachiru was right, its mainly the common cold," Kenpachi told him, Ichigo biting his lip.

"Can I still breastfeed?" He asked as Kenpachi talked to Yachiru about whether or not to give him some medication. Kenpachi looked to him with a grin, Ichigo rolling his eyes.

"Yes, the cold's not transferred through breast milk. Do eat some soup though and drink lots of tea and water. You're throats starting to swell."

Shinji ran out of the room, Ichigo already knowing where he was headed. His point was proven when he heard retching.

"He's three months pregnant," Ichigo told Kenpachi, Nnoitra leaving out the room to comfort his distressed mate. Ichigo sighed, feeling he could ask him what had been on his mind since he made this appointment.

"Kenpachi, when can me and Grimmjow… Have sex again?" Yachiru gasped, Kenpachi grinning again. Ichigo blushed, Kenpachi closing the door.

"I would say not for another month or so. Do you want me to check you and see if you're healed?" Kenpachi asked, Ichigo looking to the wall. He wanted to say yes because the need was killing him, but he also wanted to say no. He sighed, eventually agreeing. Kenpachi had Yachiru tell Nnoitra and Shinji that he was taking him to a different room. Ichigo laid back against the chair like bed, a thin cloth pulled over his legs as Kenpachi checked to see if he was fit for sex.

"I would say you're mostly healed." Kenpachi stood up, taking off his gloves. Ichigo relaxed, the feeling having made him a tad jumpy. It was foreign and weird, but he knew it had to be done. He put on his pants, not really caring if Kenpachi saw his private parts since he just inspected him.

"What does this mean?" Ichigo asked, Kenpachi writing something down on his clipboard. He raised an eyebrow, Ichigo asking him again when he saw he didn't catch it the first time.

"Give it another week or so. You must have ripped less than I thought you did," Kenpachi told him, Ichigo looking to the door when there was a knock. When Kenpachi said the person could come in, Ichigo once again caught a pink ball. Shinji and Nnoitra stayed by the door, Nnoitra looking to Kenpachi who stared back. Shinji walked over to Ichigo, smiling a little.

"All good?" He asked, Ichigo nodding.

"Is Ichigo better?" Yachiru asked, Ichigo feeling his nose itch again. He sneezed, Yachiru's ears going back a little.

"Guess not."

:::+:::

"Do you like it?" Shinji arched when Nnoitra slid his hand down his stomach, panting as he laid down on the bed. He could hardly open his eyes, Nnoitra having used his magic to get him undressed. He could hardly care at that moment, his breath hitching when he grabbed his inner thigh.

"Yess," Shinji hissed, gripping the sheets when he slid his hand up his thigh and slid his fingers over his erect member. It was torture, Shinji arching with a gasp when he slid his hand down to his opening. He bit back a moan when he teased him with light touches, Shinji whimpering softly when he got down to his knees.

"What are you goi-!" Shinji's eyes snapped open and he arched with a moan when Nnoitra licked his opening, Nnoitra keeping his hips arched as he delved his tongue inside. Shinji panted as he tried to control his sounds, wanting to do nothing but scream and beg for him to fuck him. He spread his legs wider, moaning when he gripped his thighs with a bruising force.

"Nnoi…" Shinji whispered, his head digging into the bed when he slid his tongue up his opening and over his balls. He panted when he rose up, his entire body on fire.

"You're evil," Shinji whispered, Nnoitra smirking as he got onto the bed. Shinji turned to face him, Nnoitra moving his leg up and over his shoulder. Shinji felt weak, Nnoitra kissing down his thigh. Shinji arched with a cry when he bit down near his groin, squirming as he sucked and nibbled on his flesh. He put a hand over his mouth, moaning loudly when he probed his opening with the tip of his finger. He wanted to pull away but couldn't, his member aching between his legs but ignored as Nnoitra took to his thigh.

"Nnoi!" Shinji gasped when he pushed the finger in deep, a mock orgasm shocking Shinji alive. He panted as he pulled away, Nnoitra gently putting in another finger as he stretched him.

"Am I still evil?" Nnoitra asked, Shinji panting as he concentrated on the pleasure his fingers caused. He didn't even hear him speak, arching when his fingers brushed against his prostate. He bit his lip but a small moan escaped, Nnoitra taking his fingers out when he couldn't wait any longer.

It was three in the afternoon and everybody was sleeping but them, Nnoitra rising over Shinji's body, holding his own weight. Shinji was panting, too weak to even form words.

"How bad do you want it?" Nnoitra asked as he lined himself up, Shinji turning his head away with a gasp as he started to push in. It hurt but he didn't care, Nnoitra straining not to lose control as he sunk deep into his mate. He groaned softly, Shinji moaning beneath him.

"How bad?" Nnoitra whispered into his ear, Shinji biting his bottom lip.

His morning sickness had calmed down for now, Shinji quick to claim what he had failed to obtain the night before. He usually wasn't that horny, but lately all he wanted was sex. He guessed it was a pregnancy thing, but he didn't really care, only wanting the need sated.

He wrapped his arms around Nnoitra's neck, arching against him when he pulled out then thrusted back in. He whimpered, his body feeling like it was singing as they finally came together. Nnoitra kept himself up in an almost push up position, wanting to watch him from above. Shinji didn't really care, moaning loudly when he thrusted in harder.

"Sshh," Nnoitra whispered, Shinji whimpering softly. He couldn't open his eyes, only wanting to feel what he was doing. He loved every second of it, his head digging into the bed when Nnoitra sped up. Nnoitra kissed his lips when he was loud once again, not wanting to wake up the kids. He knew Ichigo was having a hard time with them, and the last thing he wanted to do was make him do more work. He experienced it first hand and didn't like it.

"Nnoi!" Shinji gasped against his lips, Nnoitra speeding up as he strived to make Shinji cum.

"Like that?" Nnoitra whispered into his ear, Shinji moaning softly. Nnoitra kissed him again, enjoying how his body clung to his. He loved his tight heat, loved the way he would moan his name. He kissed his lips again, Shinji slipping his hands into his hair. He accidentally took off his eyepatch, Shinji opening his eyes.

When he first saw the scar along his eye, he had felt pity. Now though, he only felt love for it. It was a long diagonal line across his eye which was stitched shut, only a scar left behind. Shinji dropped the eyepatch to the ground, clinging to him when he pressed against that spot inside him.

"Nnoi!" He nearly screamed, Nnoitra kissing his lips as it was obvious he gave up on being quiet. He thrusted harder, aiming for that spot. Shinji arched against him with a loud moan, Nnoitra groaning softly as he felt him clench around him tighter. He pulled away from the kiss, gritting his teeth as he got close to cumming but stopped himself.

"Don't stop," Shinji moaned, Nnoitra growling softly as he sped up his thrusts. He kissed Shinji again, hardening his thrusts just that much more. Shinji grabbed his hair tightly near his skull, throwing his head back with a whimper as he came suddenly. Nnoitra panted above him as he continued to thrust even though he was going soft, having came when Shinji clenched around him tight enough that he could barely move.

Nnoitra placed his head on his shoulder, panting as he stopped thrusting and pulled out. He continued to hold his own weight for a little while longer, turning them onto their sides so he could lay down. He relaxed with a deep sigh, Shinji panting next to him. Nnoitra was ready for sleep, his eyebrow hiking up when Shinji reached a hand down and grabbed his soft member and started to stroke him.

"More," he panted against his jaw, Nnoitra grinning as already he started to hike back up.

He would forever remember this day.

Author's note: Nnoitra finally got his ass that he been wanting. And then some.