"YOU INVITED THEM TO OUR HOUSE?!" ok maybe that was not a smart idea.
"Ya were crying in yer sleep Precious, I thought it would be a nice surprise," he muttered, shrinking away from Ichigo as she passed by, she had a knife in one hand and a chunk of ham in the other.
"OH I DID IT ONCE SO YOU INVITED THEM OVER HUH? THAT IS NOT A FUCKING EXCUSE GRIMMJOW, I CRIED OVER NOT HAVING ORANGES YESTERDAY YET I DON'T SEE ANY FUCKING ORANGES IN THE HOUSE!" She screamed, slicing another chunk off the ham and eating it off the blade.
"There's a bag of oranges in the cupboard, I got them when I got the milk this morning." That made her pause, stabbing the knife into the chopping board and abandoning the ham to storm the pantry. Grimm always knew she was strong but there was something about her strength that became ten times more terrifying when she was craving something. This is what he got for missing the first pregnancy and the first few years of Ushio's life.
"I guess having them over for dinner won't be too bad," Ichigo muttered, leaving the kitchen with the entire bag of oranges. That went a lot better then he thought it would, Grimmjow had expected her to throw the knife at him. Letting go of the breath he was holding Grimm slid the knife into the sink, placing the ham back in the fridge.
"I'm taking Ushio to kindergarten; you do the shopping and the cooking. I know my tastes are wacky right now," she grumbled, coming back down the stairs with Ushio in her arms.
"Bye Papa," Ushio said waving. Grimmjow grinned, walking up to the pair and pulling Ushio from Ichigo's grip, taking her school bag as well.
"I'll drop Ushio off, gotta go to the supermarket. Shawlong has some new information for ya if ya wanna go out and do something." Ichigo scowled at him, pulling an orange from her purse. Her purse was full of oranges, it made him chuckle as he noticed it. Ichigo's cravings were a little odd but it was nothing compared to the things Shiro ate while pregnant.
"Can we sing Ponyo?" Ushio asked, eyes pleading. Grimmjow had no idea what Ponyo even was.
"Sure but ya going ta have ta teach it to me, I don't know the song. I love ya Precious, be safe," he murmured kissing Ichigo passionately.
"I will, I love you too. Ponyo is a studio Ghibli movie."
Ichigo waved till they were out of sight, letting a smile grace her face before she went back inside. Ichigo had work to be done.
"Hey Aaron I need ya to ship over the crate I left with you all those years ago and I need it before the end of the week. Yepper's and send it under my American alias, thanks." Ichigo hung up switching the burner phone off as stripped off her mom attire climbing the stairs. Today she was going to go mess with the Seireitei group; Ichigo had only one encounter with them before years ago just before her first encounter with Aiden and many more after she joined him. That red head acted like a total monkey. The first thing on her agenda was to call a taxi, one of her old cars was sitting in a garage in Seireitei this was the perfect opportunity to pick it up. Darting back up the stairs Ichigo pulled out a sundress putting that on instead and grabbed one of her wigs, her normal outfit she shoved in her bag for later. Though blonde hair was not her thing it did work really well for changing up her look, that and the blue contacts she was sporting. The Taxi driver still slammed his fist against the horn dispite the fact that Ichigo was in plain sight on the porch swing. She mutter a few insults under her breath before pulling on sunny smile and sliding into the back seat.
"Could you please take me to Seireitei town centre, the south quarter please," Ichigo asked, acting like the pregnant woman she was, the taxi driver was all smiles the second he saw her belly. It was insane how much people changed around pregnant women.
"Of course ma'am. Hows your day been so far?" he asked, glancing at her in his review mirror. Ichigo wanted to stab him. Something about his face made her want to stab him. Instead she forced a smile, glancing out the window as she said something about a doctors appointment and how the baby played soccor with her bladder.
"Oh, let me out here please," Ichigo called spotting the garage that housed a black and white dodge charger. Well hopefully it still housed the dodge charger, Ichigo had set it up so that they kept getting payments each month.
"Are you sure ma'am? This isn't that close to the hospital," he asked, still pulling his cab over to the curb.
"I have time and there's this wonderful café somewhere around here," Ichigo murmured, tossing money at the cabby as she got out, not sure if she could hold back her anger much longer. With snarl she pulled an orange out of her bag, pulling a fruit knife out of her bag as well peeling the orange as she stormed her way down the street to the garage. People steered clear of her, giving her sympathetic looks. The man behind the counter didn't even jump as she slammed the knife down into the counter.
"A little birdie told me you were dead," he said, in a creepy sing-song voice. Ichigo snorted, shoving an orange wedge in her mouth.
"Mitsuru, been a few years, my car still here?" Ichigo asked, throwing the peel in the bin.
"Of course it is, a friend of mine painted it all black though. He hated the gang symbol I figured you wouldn't mind."
"Keys," Ichigo demanded deadpan, "I don't care just shut up." Mitsuru jumped, scrambling to collect the keys to her car, bolting from the office.
"Good boy."
"You were never this crazy, let me guess pregnancy is messing with your brain?" he asked, tossing the keys at a worker.
"Yep, this is my second child, still can't drive huh?" she asked, eying his fake leg, surprised he could move that fast with it.
"Congratulations. It being my driving foot that I'm missing, yea I'll never be able to drive again. It was worth it though, being a get away driver for you; I wish I could still do it. Still in the business?" he asked, escorting Ichigo to the break room, Ichigo ripping the wig off the second the door closed.
"Thanks. Under the name Sunako Ichihara but I plan to retire after my last gig, settle down, get married and raise my kids. Might even join a book club, mundane shit like that." Mitsuru burst out laughing, having gone from one extreme to the other. Ichigo smirked at him, pulling on her jacket, slidding guns into holsters.
"I'm in an amputee social group, it's nice to be out of the business. Some days I miss the action."
"Car's ready Mitsuru." An employee called, tossing the keys to Mitsuru, earning a scowl from him as he gestured to Ichigo, lecturing him about manners. Ichigo couldn't help but laugh as she took her keys from him, heading back round to the front of the garage.
"Send me the bill. If I ever have a BBQ I'll send you an invite!"
Spotting the red head was quite easy, he was loud and bright, the raven by his side made it much easier since she kept egging him on. Ichigo smirked as she pulled the car up over the curb in front of them.
"What up Monkey boy! Long time no see," she taunted rolling down her window with the biggest smile on her face. Never had she seen him so quiet, not even when she toyed with him in gunfights.
"Fucking hell Ichi, why don't ya just fucking run me ovah. Shit girl I 'eard ya were dead," he exclaimed, waving a fist in her face. Ichigo grabbed him by the shirt pulling him close.
"Shut it Red and get in, bring ya girl with ya," she ordered, Renji doing as she said without question, the raven not to sure what to do.
"It's okay Rukia, no harm will befall you. It might to Renji though, but we've always had that type of relationship." The fact that Ichigo knew her name scared her but she followed the order, seeing her boyfriend get in the car without hesitation helped. Ichigo slammed the car into reverse, spinning it round without looking at the traffic around her.
"Umm excuse me miss but how do you know my name?" Rukia asked, cowering in the back seat.
"I used to frequent the same underground ring as you, Sode no Shirayuki, I'd tell you my ring name but it's best you didn't know. Call me Ichigo for now," she explained, Renji side eyeing her but said nothing.
"Both of you still run with the Shinigami yes?" Ichigo asked, noting how defensive they got at the mention of the gang. Their reaction was all the answer she needed.
"I'm taking down Aizen, I need a list of people within your organisation that I can kill."