Meeting Ichigo's friend, Chad was an experience.

Especially since the young man was as tall and nearly as muscular as Toshinori, himself. Which was a treat for the blond man since he didn't get to meet others around his size very often.

Chad was also very quiet spoken as opposed to Toshinori's booming baritone of a voice. His voice seeming to adopt a soft rumbling quality that made it seem as if the young man were growling whenever he spoke.

Which was certainly something that his wife should have warned him of since after being let into the man's home, he then had him say something to him that gave him the impression that he was angry with him for some reason.

Ichigo seemed to think that Chad speaking to him, and making him think that he'd done something wrong, and freaking him out was kind of funny.

Chad seemed to think so a little bit too since the young man had let out a pleasant rumbling laugh, that had earned him a small glare from the blond as it occurred to him- that both Ichigo and Chad were apparently two people cut from very similar cloths. And both had very eerily similar sense of humors.

Toshinori made a mental note to really watch the two of them whenever they spent any time together in his presence. It would be the only way that he could stay ahead of them and their mischief.

Making himself at home on Chad's couch, he watched as the dark haired man steered Ichigo over to sit next to him before seating himself in a recliner across from them and lacing his fingers together and just stared at them for a moment. Toshinori had to resist the unbelievable urge to squirm.

"So...your Ichigo's husband?" He asked.

Toshinori gave him a nervous looking smile and quickly shot Ichigo a pleading look. He got the weird sense that her friend was about to give him a shovel talk. And he wasn't all that certain what he should do.

Should he sit there and just grin and bear it and reassure the man that there wouldn't be any need to murder him at any point in time? Present or future? Or should he see if Ichigo could stop him before he really got started?

Shooting Ichigo another look, he saw that she looked bored. So he wouldn't be getting any help from her. Dammit all. He thought as he slowly replied, "Yes. Yes that would be me."

Chad's lips quirked a little bit and he looked at Ichigo and said in a almost gleeful tone, "He's a nervous one. I like that in my future victims."

Causing Toshinori to sputter while his anxiety spiked a few notches as Chad grinned at him.

And upon seeing that grin Toshinori wondered just what the hell he'd gotten himself into. The younger man raised a finger and looked towards Ichigo again and smiled. Curious to know just what the man was smiling about now Toshinori turned his head and blinked at what he saw.

He must not have realized just how exhausted Ichigo was before they had left her home. If he had known, he would have encouraged her to stay and go ahead and take that nap that he'd mentioned earlier. Instead of having her walk him several blocks to her friend's home.

Ichigo was half curled up, half leaning on the arm of the couch, utterly dead to the world.

Chad chuckled softly, drawing Toshinori's attention back to him as he slowly stood up and moved to collect Ichigo in his arms. "Sorry about making you so nervous," The young man said as he lifted his wife up off of the couch. "I figured that this would be the best way to get her to relax and doze off."

"O-Oh."

"I'm going to put her in your bedroom so that she can sleep for a little bit." Chad said and waited until Toshinori nodded his head in understanding before he then disappeared out of the living room for several minutes. Upon his return he was setting an alarm on his wrist watch. "It's barely two fifteen in the afternoon right now so she should be able to sleep uninterrupted for a few hours." Chad said as he finished setting the alarm on his watch.

"O-Oh," Toshinori said lamely before then asked worriedly, "Will she be alright?" And then awkwardly added. "I was sort of wanting to take her and her family out for dinner. I-I mean- I can postpone if you think I should! So that she can rest a little bit more. But.." He was fidgeting by the time he seemed to run out of words, his face positively burning with embarrassment as he mentally berated himself for sounding like such a jerk.

"You wanted to make an impression on them and get to know them a little bit." It wasn't a question. Merely a statement of fact.

"W-Well, we are kind of family now. And I know that they don't know me very well-"

"It's Ichigo, Yuzu, and Karin that don't know you well. Isshin has been keeping track of you and you're career ever since his wife's sister first approached him with the idea of marrying Ichigo to you," Toshinori looked surprised to hear this. He supposed that he shouldn't be, given that his wife was someone's precious daughter. But he was nevertheless. "You must have really impressed him for him to go through with the woman's suggestion."

"I-I see." Toshinori said, feeling just a little bit relieved that Ichigo's dad had kept track of him. That was one less person- not to mention one of the most important people- that he'd have to make an impression on. "Well...w-will Ichigo be okay?"

"She'll be fine. She'll wake up in a couple of hours and feel totally disgusted with herself for needing a nap in the first place. And she'll probably bith endlessly about it too." Chad said in amusement. "I'm going to grab a beer. Do you want one?"

"Yes, please." Toshinori said with a small chuckle.

Chad nodded and left him again and returned a few seconds later with a beer for them both. Handing one to Toshinori, he sat himself down next to the man and popped the tab on his drink before randomly asking, "Ya wanna hear stories about Ichigo as a kid? I know a bunch of good ones."

"Yes! Tell me everything." Toshinori said with an excited grin as Chad started talking. Regaling him with stories about his wife's awkward teenage/young adolescent years that had Toshinori laughing so hard that he could barely breathe.