People have been bitching at me for changing Ichigo's looks. The hair and eye color thing is because I'm obsessive compulsive.

But in this story I'm going to make Ichigo either have natural green eyes- a blend between her power and her inner Hollow's yellow- or wear colored contacts instead of glasses. Her hair is black because of her inner Hollow. It's a power-up thing.

However she tends to add dark blue coloring to it. It's not exactly a vainity thing. It's simply something that she does because she wants to feel more like a normal person.

This was the stupidest most irresponsible thing her father could have ever done to anyone. And in all the twenty three years that she'd known her dad, he'd done some incredibly stupid shit. But this- this had to be by far the stupidest, most shocking thing that he'd ever even managed to pull.

And now she would have to live with the consequences of it because the damage was already done.

The sly bastard, at the behest of Kisuke- of all damned people- had actually slipped a marriage license in with her home work when she was fourteen and now she was legally married to a complete and utter stranger.

A stranger that she'd never even fucking met- and probably didn't even know about her existence anymore than she'd known about his up until now.

And to make things even worse, Kisuke had somehow gotten a hold of the man's...sperm and- Ugh, the very thought of it made her want to scream with rage. And had somehow impregnated her with it while she'd been in the hospital healing up from her appendicitis, and having her ruptured spleen removed.

She had known that there was something oddly suspicious about the way that the two of them had been acting towards her. Not letting her train or go out to help her friends fight when she was needed. Her dad had subtly been feeding her bigger portions of food without her noticing. And both men had been conning her into taking folic acid 'for her health'.

But to find out about everything like this. She wanted to murder them both.

However at the moment she was physically being held back by Rukia, Renji, Chad and Uryu. All of whom were suing every ounce of their power and strength to keep her from doing something really, really drastic in retaliation. Otherwise she would have ripped the two assholes to shreds already.

"Now, now, calm down Ichigo and we'll explain everything-" Kisuke said, trying not to show just how disturbed he was by her display of temper.

"Go fuck yourself!" She snarled over Rukia's head. How dare they! She seethed. How dare the two of them do something as unforgiveable as this to her and then expect her to just fucking sit back and grin and bear it! She didn't give a fuck about their stupid excuses. Wrong was wrong!

And they had wronged not just her and her unborn *parasite* but the poor man that she was now connected to, big time. They deserved every ounce of pain and suffering that she could rain down on their pathetic heads!

"Language!" Her dad snapped at her. Finally having enough of her 'tantrum'. As if she didn't have every damned right to be pissed at them for this stunt. She tried to lunge at him, intending to tear out his throat, but Chad had her wrapped tight in his arms and Uryu and Renji both damned near had her in a choke hold.

If she tried to move too much a specific way, she'd have her throat squeezed too much and would likely wind up unconscious. And that shit wasn't happening again.

If it did, who knew what the morons would do to her next.

"Ichigo," Her dad started to say. "We did this for a reason. Just please, please hear us out before you freak out on us any further. It isn't good for the baby for you to be so wound up."

She bared her teeth at him, making sure that both men could see the slight lengthening of her fangs coupled with the murderous look in her eyes.

She was close to reaching her breaking point. But she was nothing but a fair person.

She'd hear them out- though she was loathe to admit it. And while she was at it, she'd wait for an opening so that she could send both of the retarded bastards to hell.

Toshinori dropped his coffee cup as he quickly turned to look at Gran Torino. His blue eyes wide, his expression shocked. There was no way that he'd just heard the old man right. Right? After all, he was fairly certain that he would have known if he had a wife somewhere in the world.

However Gran Torino wasn't smiling. Nor did he look as if he were joking any. In fact the man looked...rather perturbed. Even a little bit irked. But most of all he looked like he wanted to punch him.

Toshinori wet his lips nervously before finally saying, "C-Could you please say that again." He wanted to make absolutely certain that he'd heard the old man right before he freaked out any.

"I said, it's time for you to go and collect your wife."

"I don't have a wife."

"Yes, you do." The elder said with a frustrated sounding sigh before quickly explaining. "Nana arranged everything before she died. She knew that since you're...well, you- that inevitably the government would try to force you into a quirk marriage in the hopes of you passing you're quirk down to one or two of your children. She wasn't wrong, now was she?" The old man said as he gave the younger man a pointed look.

Toshinori's mouth opened and closed for several moments as he tried to get his voice to work before finally squeaking out, "N-Nana? How?"

"Remember that 'nondisclosure agreement' that she had you sign? You know, to keep your silence about how you got your quirk?"

Toshinori got a sinking feeling in his gut as he stammered out. "I-It w-wasn't an-" Gran Torino shook his head as Toshinori continued to stammer like an idiot. "I-I was t-tricked. By Nana? I-I'm r-r-really married?!" The look of utter disbelief on the younger man's face was telling.

Ah, now it's starting to sink in. Gran Torino thought in bemusement as the man practically staggered over to his desk and threw himself in his chair and buried his face in his hands for a moment.

He was shaking. Or at least his hands were. Which Gran Torino thought was understandable, after all, marrying- much less having any sort of family had probably never even crossed Toshinori's mind. Which in part was probably due to the fact that he'd thought that he'd die long before something like this could even occur.

It was simply something that he'd thought that he would never have a chance to have. Something that he'd worked hard and sacrificed for others to have. But never himself.

Frankly if Gran Torino wasn't so irked by Nana pulling such a fast one on the boy without his knowledge- he'd probably have laughed at him. Maybe congratulated him and slapped him on the back.

"Start from the beginning," Toshinori finally said. "How did this happen and why? Who is the young lady?"

Gran Torino finally perked up a little bit at the question of who his unknown bride was. He was betting that Toshinori would be quite surprised to learn that Nana had married him off to her eldest niece.

Sighing because this was going to be a rather long and involved story, Gran Torino started at the beginning and told him her reasons for secretly binding him to her niece.

He didn't bother to tell him that the girl had signed the marriage license when she was just fourteen- Toshinori was upset enough at the moment. And finding out that he'd been secretly married to a child just might send him over the edge. He did however tell him that Nana chose the two of them specifically because she had honestly thought that they would do well together and make each other happy.

Which was true. She really had.

Once Toshinori seemed to have calmed down a little bit, and seemed to be mulling things over- he asked again about the girl causing Gran Torino to grin in delight.

He'd gone to meet the girl out of curiosity. She'd been a sweet child when he'd first met her. All wide eyed and innocent. Until she was good and riled and then she turned into an utter spitfire.

He'd both seen and heard of what she could do when in such a mood. She seemed to have taken after Nana personality wise. Which was good since that quality of hers would keep him from growing bored of her.

Yes. She'd keep Toshinori on his toes and undoubtedly entertained well into his twilight years. Once the man finally got his head out of his ass and decided that he wanted to meet her for himself, that is.

"Her name is Ichigo Kurosaki. She's currently twenty three and is the eldest daughter of a well known and respected doctor in Kurakara Town. Her hobbies are training, reading, cooking, and listening to music. She has several different jobs. Two as a self defense and martial arts teacher at a nice dojo that is owned by one of her school friends. And one as a ghost writer. She works on a little bit of everything from novels to movie scripts. And is currently working on some of her own original stories in-between jobs."

"That sounded rehearsed." Toshinori pointed out once he finished talking.

"What do you want from me, boy?" He groused before then saying in a slightly defensive tone. "I'm old and I have to write things down just to remember them."

Toshinori merely thinned his lips in an effort to stifle any sort of amused response because he knew that if he so much as even let out a chuckle, the elder would brain him with his cane. Instead he merely sighed and asked, "You've met her?"

"Met her, talked to her-" He wasn't going to tell the man that he'd seen her break a man's jaw with her wicked right hook. He figured that it would be best if Toshinori figured that out for himself eventually. "Observed her interacting with her family and friends."

"What's she like?"

"She's nice."

It wasn't a lie. The girl was nice. So it wasn't as if he were totally misleading Toshinori any. He just...wasn't exactly sure how to sum up Ichigo's personality in one word.

Toshinori gave him a suspicious look that caused his hackles to rise some and he growled out. "What? She is nice. She's really pretty too. Honestly if she wasn't already married to you, I would snatch her up myself. The woman is nothing but wife quality."

"You'd drive her mad." Toshinori said, his expression slightly...piqued? After all the elder had just given the young lady- his wife- a compliment. And the man knew that the elder never gave those easily unless he actually meant them. So yeah, he was interested in learning more.

Especially when instead of getting angry by his comment, Gran Torino let out a bark of laughter and needed to take several moments to settle back down before saying with a grin. "I probably would." As he silently added, I'd be dead within an hour. But what a way to go.

"So...she's nice... Anything else?"

"I have pictures and some video's of her if you want to look them over."

"How'd you get those?"

"Her dad and sisters were very accommodating. They sent everything to me whenever I asked about her. I have pictures and home videos spanning the past few years."

"Anything more current?"

"Tons. I have this one picture in my wallet of her in a kimono. It's really nice." Gran Torino said as he fished his wallet out and pulled the picture just mentioned out, and held it up for the younger man to see.

Toshinori leaned forward a little bit and gently took the photograph from him so that he could study it.

The young lady in the picture was rather lovely.

She was breathtaking if he were to be totally honest with himself. Her long dark hair was pulled back from her heart shaped face, leaving only small wisps to fall around her ears and cheeks fetchingly. Her lips were curved into a pretty smile, her green eyes dancing with barely disguised mirth.

She looked to be of average height and petite build.

And she was wearing a pretty sky blue kimono with white/pink plum blossom patterns on it.

"She is very pretty." Toshinori said as he finally tore his eyes away from the photo, uncertain as to how he was supposed to feel about the young woman. All he could think was, This is my wife? Really? She looked so...small and fragile. Breakable.

One night in his bed just might kill her. Surely someone was playing a joke on him. He just couldn't quite figure out who.

Starting to hand the photo back to the elder, he was surprised when he refused to take it from him and finally asked, "What is her connection to Nana?" Since it seemed to be the one thing that the elder hadn't truly bothered to explain to him.

"She's Nana's niece."

If Toshinori hadn't been interested in her before, he certainly was now. Gran Torino could tell by the sudden shift in the man's expression that he had his absolute and undivided attention.

He tended to get this way whenever something important to Nana was brought to his attention. He also tended to become a tad bit...possessive when it come to his fallen master's prior projects. As if taking them up in her name somehow helped to wipe his conscience clean of the blood that he felt was on his hands.

"I didn't know that she still had any living relatives."

"She does. Ichigo and her two younger sisters. Though I think that she might have claimed their father as her little brother by default."

"I see." Toshinori said in a thoughtful tone before then asking, "What relative-" He was trying to ask what relative was directly related to Nana. Something that Gran Torino must have anticipated before he cut him off.

"The girl's late mother, Misaki. She was Nana's little sister."

"Late mother?"

"Yes, she's dead now." Gran Torino said looking somewhat saddened to lose such an important link to his late friend. Toshinori looked saddened to hear of Misaki's death as well before finally asking him.

"When am I supposed to collect my wife?"

"I think you have a little bit of wiggle room. From what I understood from the call that her father made to me this morning, she's being informed about you and her current marital status right now as well."

"She didn't know?" Toshinori asked in disbelief. The elder thinned his lips and nodded his head in conformation and noted that Toshinori looked more than a little bit...displeased to know that he wasn't the only one who had been married against his will. "Of course she didn't." He said almost bitterly. "How else could this entire fiasco have happened? Alright, you win. Give me a few days to make some arrangements with work and to fix up a place at home for her."

"Very well. I'll give you her contact info and you can either arrange a meeting with her somewhere, call her, or email her and talk."

"That would be fine. Thank you." Toshinori said as he watched the elder grab a note pad and an ink pen from his desk and quickly wrote everything down before then excusing himself to head home.