It took noon when the limo finally reach it's destination. And while he was fairly hungry since he'd skipped breakfast that morning in lieu of reaching Kurakara Town- he was also anxious to meet his wife. Maybe I can see if she would like to go out and eat something for lunch? He thought to himself as he quietly climbed out of the limo.
If Ichigo was amenable to the idea of going somewhere with him, then they could use it as a chance to get to know one another a little bit. He'd even let her choose the place they'd go because he didn't know what she liked. And he wanted her to like whatever she got.
Shuffling from foot to foot for a moment he stared at the quaint little two story home for a moment before taking a step towards it. Walking up to the door, he raised a hand to knock and hesitated for a moment as he tried to think of what he should say.
The polite thing to do would be to knock and introduce himself. But he wasn't sure exactly what his wife knew of him. So...he was sort of at a loss about what to do here.
He didn't know how long he stood there. But it must have been for a couple of minutes. Just long enough to allow someone to sneak up on him.
Frowning at the door as if it had just insulted him, he was so preoccupied with his thoughts that he totally missed the young lady that had been walking his way with some plastic bags in her hands. And upon finally reaching him, she reached out and tugged lightly on his cape, causing him to jump a little bit and twist his head around to look at her.
"Excuse me, but are you okay?" She asked curiously. He blinked at her before quickly falling into his hero-esque persona and smiling at her.
"I'm quite fine, young lady. Why do you ask?"
"Well, your standing in front of my home looking...lost." She said with a small frown.
He looked at her with a startled expression and then looked back at the house and started to open his mouth to inquire if she really lived there but- but didn't want to appear daft to her. So he abruptly shut his mouth and looked down, finally taking note of the fact that she had some grocery bags.
Heavy looking ones.
"D-Do you need any help carrying those?" He wasn't just asking to be polite. Nor was he just asking in an effort to be a hero. He was just...really, really at a loss here and seemed to have forgotten his manners until now.
She gave him a bright smile and held a couple of bags out to him.
He gave her a small shy smile as he carefully took the bags from her tiny hand and waited for her to grab the others from the ground at her feet and move to enter before quietly following her in.
Weirdly enough, the very first thing that he noticed about the door was the fact that he didn't have to bend down just to enter the home. Nor did he have to stoop over or slouch to keep from bumping his head on the ceiling any.
The small hallway was a little bit of a tight fit for him. Especially since the walls brushed against his arms somewhat. But once he was out of there- the rest of the house looked...nice. Cozy even.
Cream colored walls with matching carpet and furniture. There were little shelves that held pictures of the family. And a few of some of their friends as well. He even managed to spot several family photos of his wife and two young, small girls.
One of whom was the one that he was helping.
"Excuse me, Mister." He heard her say, the sound of her voice drawing his attention back to her.
"Yes, young lady?" He replied, his tone still polite but somewhat questioning.
"Would you like some tea for helping me?"
He opened his mouth to reply when his wife chose that exact moment to come walking down the small set of stairs across the room. His eyes landed on her and his mouth went totally dry and his heart hammered in his chest.
Jesus, the photo that Gran Torino had shown him hardly did her any justice at all. Ichigo was a breathtakingly lovely woman.
She was rubbing at her eyes as if she'd just woken up, and he gait was slow. And almost hesitant. Finally she dropped her hand away from her face and blinked in surprise as she finally noticed him standing there.
He wondered what she must think of him, standing in her...uh- Was he in the living room or dinning room? There were no walls to separate the area- dressed in his All Might, hero outfit. Complete with his cape.
Is she impressed to have a pro-hero in her home? Or is she weirded out? He wondered curiously as he noted that there was no change in her expression before mentally sighing. She was either weirded out by him and his choice in outfit. Or she simply didn't give a damn who he was.
"Yuzu, did you get some ginger ale and saltines?" She asked, not bothering to take her eyes off of him. Which was fine, because he wasn't- no, he couldn't- take his eyes off of her either.
"Is your stomach still bothering you?" Yuzu asked, looking a little bit upset.
"Some. The ginger ale and crackers should help to settle it." Ichigo said, finally turning her head a little bit. Breaking eye contact with him for a moment.
"Alright!" Yuzu chirped as she dug the items out of one of the bags and set them on the table for her.
"Thanks Yuzu." Ichigo said in a grateful tone as she reached for the ginger ale and picked it up, intending to try taking a sip. But the moment that she popped the top off of the drink, and smelled it- she nearly dropped it. The smell of ginger in the drink turned her stomach dangerously and she found herself quickly slamming the drink down on the table and running for the kitchen.
"Ichigo!" Yuzu shouted at her, wondering what was wrong only for the sounds of hacking and coughing to greet her ears a second later as she groaned out. "Aww. I haven't even washed the dishes yet!"
Toshinori stood there with a stupefied expression on his face. He didn't know what the hell was going on. But he was starting to slowly figure it out.
The nausea and ginger ale and saltines were all a pretty decent clue. But he still felt the need to ask anyways.
"I-Is she..." Pregnant? Could she be? He wondered, feeling slightly shocked. Or...did she just have a weird stomach bug?
The girl, Yuzu looked at him oddly and said, "She's pregnant." Causing him to slowly, and mutely nod his head. Because he didn't know exactly what else he was supposed to do here.
Gran Torino hadn't mentioned anything about her dating someone. He never said anything about her being loose either. But then again, he hadn't really asked the elder to elaborate specific things pertaining to this. So... the question now was, what the hell was he going to do now?
He'd come to collect his wife. Not...an extra person. Especially one as tiny and fragile as an unborn baby.
Now don't get him wrong, he liked babies. Hell, he liked children, period. It was maybe one of his most redeemable qualities. But this- this was asking a lot even of him.
And it wasn't because he was upset or even angry really. Even he knew that since she hadn't known about him, just like he hadn't known about her. She hadn't actually cheated on him. After all, the two of them would have had to have a relationship of some kind for something to be considered cheating.
And he definitely knew that he couldn't hold any relationship that she'd had before, against her. It would be wrong to. Still, coming all this way to find out that his wife was pregnant was a lot to deal with.
Finally the sounds of Ichigo emptying her stomach ceased and she slowly ambled back into the room looking like death warmed over. Any color that her face had had before had been drained. Leaving her looking exhausted.
"Sorry, Yuzu." She rasped out, looking more than a little bit embarrassed by the fact that she'd gotten sick so suddenly. "I'll wash the dishes for you in a little bit. I...just need to sit down right now."
"It's okay Ichigo," Yuzu said quietly as she walked over and hugged her once she was sitting down. "I know that you can't exactly help it any."
She gave Ichigo and quick squeeze to reassure her that everything was okay and then pulled away from her and turned her attention back to him. He wasn't totally sure what his face was doing, but he was at least ninety percent sure that he was giving her a deer-in-the-headlights look as she said, "I'm sorry for ignoring you Mister. Would you like me to fix you that tea now?"
"Uh...y-yeah. T-Tea would be...great." He said awkwardly. She gave him a dazzling smile and then chirped,
"Okay! I'll fix everyone some lunch while I'm at it. You just sit down and get comfortable since I'm sure that you and Ichigo have a lot to talk about!"
He gave her a vaguely alarmed look as his wife lifted her head and looked at her sister oddly as the girl practically skipped out of the room. Leaving the two of them alone together.