"So this is the deal you have with my brother." Ichigo paused at his words, back to him since she was washing the dishes from lunch. She had remembered telling him to come up with a better deal then Grimm. Ichigo took a deep breath before she answered him.
"No, it was something different. I never planned on telling him Ushio was his daughter but he asked me about her father and I just couldn't lie to him about it." Aizen came to stand beside her, arms crossed his smile a little tighter then normal.
"And what was the original deal?" He asked, Ichigo carefully placed the plate down on the drying rack, she hadn't really thought this far ahead. But lying was a specialty of hers.
"I needed something he had, he needed a dinning partner and then we slept together. It was fun so I wanted to continue it and we did." Aizen frowned at her for a second, but then his smile reappeared again. Ichigo watched him from the corner of her eye, he was watching Grimmjow and Ushio. The pair were painting something with Baraggan watching.
"You said I could come up with a better deal, can I still do that with this new development?" He asked, hand brushing her butt lightly. Anger flared through her system, but she kept it under lock and key, keeping it from her face.
"Of course but as I said at the dinner I don't cheat on my man. So remove your hand," she demanded, turning to face him so he could see how serious she was about this. As she turned Ichigo threw her arm out of the sink, in order to face him, forgotten whisk in her hand splattering soap suds and bubbles across his face. Aizen looked utterly shocked by it, glasses covered. Ichigo dropped the whisk, covering her mouth with her hands to stop her laughter but it leaked through in bursts of giggles. Eventually she couldn't stop, it was echoing throughout the entire room before long. Ichigo sunk to the floor, in tears as she continued. It helped laughing like that, it had been such a long time since she just laughed at something. Slowly all the tension in her body left her and oddly enough so did her fear of Aizen. Seeing him as just a normal person, someone who could be accidentally soaked in soap bubbles helped change the image of him Ichigo had in her head.
Grimmjow smiled a little bit wider as he heard Sunako's laughter from the kitchen. It was lovely to hear her laughing like that, last time he had heard her laugh it sounded sad and forced.
"What's so funny love?" Grimm asked, moving to stand so he could see.
"Aizen's face," she wheezed out, confusing him. There wasn't anything remotely funny about his face, hell Grimm was pretty sure the man didn't even know how to make funny faces. Or do anything else but smile really. Standing he made his way to the breakfast bar that separated the two rooms. Now he understood what she meant. Soapy water from the sink covered his face, glasses completely covered but the greatest part about it was that he was so flustered by it the man didn't know what to do. Grimmjow smirked and let out a snort, picking up the dish rag he tossed it at the fool.
"Better fix yer face Aizen, wouldn't want anyone seeing ya act like a normal human bein'," he mocked, moving away so he could finish his cat drawing with Ushio.
Ichigo rolled onto her side gasping for breath now that her laughter had finally died down, smile still firmly on her face as she recalled his face at the point of impact.
"I'm glad you all find this so amusing," he hissed storming off.
"Don't take it so hard Aizen, it's only a bit of teasing!" Grimmjow called after his retreating back, shoulders tensing at it. Ichigo smirked at him, pulling her daughter onto her lap as she sat down with the pair, asking if she could add to their drawing. Ushio promptly handed her an orange pencil, allocating her a corner of the page. A very tiny corner.
"Mama can't draw at all," she explained when Grimm raised a brow in question, almost laughing when he heard that. The rumour that Sunako Ichihara could do anything was slowly falling to pieces the more time he spent with her but he didn't mind so much. It just helped him love her more. He didn't need nor want someone who was perfect.
"Guess ya got all yer drawing skills from me kiddo," Grimm said, ruffling Ushio's hair till it was a mess. She did nothing but laugh, agreeing with him. Ichigo smiled at the two, glad that she had done this, Ushio was really benefiting from having a father.
"Dear lord Sunako what is that?" Grimmjow asked interrupting her thoughts as he pointed at her cat drawing. She glanced down at it wondering what was so wrong with it. It definitely not a cat but she couldn't even say what it was. Instead of answering him she pouted like a child, it was a lovely drawing of... Whatever it was. He snorted at how childish she looked, making Ichigo turn her face away.
"'M sorry love, it looks beautiful better then mine in fact," he muttered kissing on the cheek. Ichigo glanced at him, trying to keep the pout on her face. He caught on pretty quickly kissing her again this time on the lips. Ushio squirmed between the two, making a run for it when she could running straight to Baraggan and complaining about cooties. Grimmjow pulled Sunako into his lap, kissing her a bit longer then a peck, the couple laughing at Ushio's srunched up face.
"Ushio my darling you'll be wanting to kiss boys one day too," she said, tucking her head under Grimm's chin. Ushio just stuck her tongue out as an answer.