Hey everybody! sorry i havent posted in a while. i've been so stressed in my life and its taken me a while to write this chapter because its kinda long. but enjoy the long awaited moment :D

CHAPTER 11

"My my, Gin! What do you think of this? Our little Shiro is all grown up! He's getting married, and to another guy no less!" Aizen smirked at the reflective mirror standing in front of him. He chuckled slyly, turning his eyes to his second in command. "What do you think old man Yamamoto will do once he finds out?"

"I really can't tell ya, Aizen-sama," Gin answered from across the throne room. "Do we interfere or wait for the old man ta make a move?"

Aizen lifted his hand to his chin, cradling his face while thinking. "I think we should wait. We'll let Yamamoto do all our work for us. When Ichigo and Shiro are taken into custody, you'll know what to do, right Gin?"

The fox faced man tore his concealed red eyes from the bare floor to meet his lord's dark brown eyes, a fake smile plastered on his face. "O' course I do, Aizen-sama. How could ya not have faith in me? I'm hurt…"

The former fifth squad taicho smirked sinisterly. "I'm glad I can count on you."

"Thank you, Aizen-sama." Gin's thoughts once again drifted to Toshiro. I'm sorry, Shiro-chan for what I'm gunna do, but I gotta do this. For the safety of ya and Ichigo. I truly wish ya both the world.

"RISE AND SHINE ICHIGO!"

Ichigo just had enough time to lift his foot instinctively up in the air to greet the awaiting jaw of his father. "Damn it Dad! What the hell are you doing? You're gunna wake Toshiro you dumbass!"

Unexpectedly, Isshin calmed down instantaneously, picking himself up from the floor to sit in his son's desk chair, leaning forward with a serious look on his face. "Ichigo, are you sure about this? Are you truly happy with the decisions you've made?"

The former taicho's son looked at him quizzically. "What are you getting at, Dad? Are you saying you don't accept me and Toshiro getting married, because if that's the case, I'll drop kick your ass right here!"

"No no no, that's not it at all, son. I just wanted to make sure that I am definitely gaining another son today." Isshin Kurosaki beamed at his son, pride swelling in his chest. He placed a large hand on Ichigo's shoulder. "Please hear me now, Ichigo. Never doubt my love for you, no matter how much of a dumbass you think I am. I am in full support of you and Hitsugaya-kun becoming husbands. That is one law I could not stand when I was a taicho. All I ask is for permission to walk my son-in-law down the aisle to meet you, and for your sisters to be present. We are your family, after all."

Ichigo stared, dumbstruck at his father's new insight. "Thank you, Dad. And I would be honored if you would attend our wedding. As for walking Toshiro down the aisle, you'll have to ask him." The strawberry pulled out of his father's grasp and turned to wake his lovely "bride"-to-be, shaking Toshiro gently while whispering in the small ear. "Yuki no hana, time to wake up. I need to ask you a question. Come on now, today's our special day."

Toshiro stirred groggily, stretching, then opening his eyes to reveal his sparkling teal irises. "What is it, Ichigo? Is it time already?" he asked, running a small hand through his tousled white spikes.

Ichigo couldn't help but chuckle at how beautiful Toshiro looked when he was just waking up. How long had it been since we actually slept together before last night? "No, it's not time yet, it's only six thirty in the morning, but my dad and I need to ask you something."

Isshin took this opportunity to get down on his knees out of respect and bowed to the young couple. "Hitsugaya taicho, I would be honored if you would permit me to walk you down the aisle today. I would love to be privileged to participate in my own son joining with my new son."

Toshiro stared wide eyed at the older Kurosaki, not knowing how to respond at this show of sudden kindness and deep compassion. "Kurosaki-san, you only met me a week and a half ago, and you already consider me a son?"

"Of course! I would be forsaking my beloved wife by showing otherwise!" Isshin rose abruptly, quickly bowed again, and ran downstairs in a screaming frenzy. "OH MISAKI, OUR SON IS BECOMING A MAN! AND SOON YOU WILL HAVE ANOTHER SON! HOW I WISH YOU WERE HERE!"

Ichigo couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Shut up, Dad! You're gunna wake all our other guests with your rambling!"

Toshiro managed to let a chuckle slip past his lips, listening to the scene. "They are probably waking up right now, Ichigo. At least Rangiku should be. She's a light sleeper."

"I figured as much, with you as her taicho."

Toshiro's face took an angered disposition, his eyes boring into Ichigo's. "What do you mean by that, Kurosaki?"

Ichigo again couldn't hold back his laughter, snaking his arms around Toshiro's waist as a way of asking for forgiveness. "Nothing, just a little observation, that's all. Would you consider making Rangiku maid of honor? She's been there for us through everything, and I know she'd greatly appreciate it."

Toshiro leaned back into the broad chest behind him. "I couldn't think of anyone so deserving of that title. But how about your sisters? What can they do?"

"They can be the bride's maids, of course!"

"The bride's ma… Ichigo Kurosaki! You just called me a bride, didn't you!" The white haired man broke from Ichigo's grasp, turning to look the baka in the chocolate eyes. "Don't you deny it!"

"And don't deny that you like it!" Ichigo stopped Toshiro from leaving by grabbing his thin arm and dragging Toshiro back into his broad arms, kissing the smaller man's forehead. "I can't wait until you're mine, and I yours. Did I mention that Toshiro Kurosaki has a nice sound to it? It's dead sexy."

Toshiro scoffed, leaning his forehead on Ichigo's. "Now you sound like Ogichi."

"Hehehe, you're right. But that's because I can feel his happiness inside my mind." Although trying to enjoy the moment holding his yuki no hana, Ichigo couldn't drown out the sound of his blubbering father coming from downstairs. "I think we'd better get ready and go downstairs before my crazy father becomes too crazy."

It was almost eight in the morning until everyone was up and about; Yuzu making breakfast, Karin and Rukia watching TV, Byakuya and Renji watching over Rukia, Ukitake helping Yuzu in the kitchen, and Isshin busy with closing the clinic for the day in honor of the couple's wedding. Uryu, Orihime, and Chad had parted ways with the shinigami during the night, with Rangiku spending the night with Orihime.

"Ichigo, Toshiro, breakfast is ready! Hurry down!" Yuzu called. "Dad and Karin might eat it all!"

"OH MISAKI, MY DAUGHTER HAS HURT MY FEELINGS! NNNOOO!"

"Dad, quit it already!" Karin screamed as she punched the older Kurosaki square in the jaw while he was clinging to the gigantic poster of his late wife. "But he is right, Yuzu, that was kinda harsh."

Yuzu couldn't keep from laughing as she exited the kitchen, Ukitake close behind her. "I'm sorry, Karin-chan, but you know it's true most of the time, and we should be expecting Chad, Uryu, and Orihime and Rangiku any time now."

As if on cue, the doorbell rang, and Yuzu made her way to answer. Of course, it was the rest of the gang. "Good morning Uryu, Orihime, Chad, Rangiku! Please join us for breakfast!"

"Why thank you so much, Yuzu," Uryu said politely. It was a fact that everyone loved the way the younger blond Kurosaki twin cooked. She took after her mother in that way.

"Well, it's about time, you two!" Karin practically yelled as Ichigo and Toshiro finally made their way down the stairs, hand in hand. "Me and Dad practically starved to death!"

Ichigo laughed as he made his way to sit in between Karin and Toshiro, ruffling his little sister's dark hair. "Of course you were, Karin! You 'starve to death' before every meal!"

"And guess who's fault that is every time?"

Breakfast that morning consisted of plenty of eggs, many strips of bacon, pounds of rice, and at least a few gallons of orange juice. Although she was kept very busy, Yuzu didn't mind the excess cooking one bit. She kept telling herself that it was for a good cause, which was the last breakfast that Ichigo and Toshiro would eat as single men. Although she would miss cooking for him, she knew she had taught Ichigo how to cook very well, and was sure that he would have no problem teaching Toshiro.

As the meal came to a close and everyone had calmed down, Ichigo announced the plans.

"Alright gang, listen up. Toshiro and I couldn't find a preacher, so I called Kisuke Urahara last night. He will be performing the ceremony for the wedding today in his underground training facility. Also, Rangiku, Toshiro and I were wondering if you would give us the privilege of being the maid of honor."

Rangiku practically jumped out of her seat and flew over to give Ichigo a huge bear hug, smothering the poor orange haired man. "Of course I will! I'm so happy!"

Toshiro, noticing his soon to be husband's situation, took it upon himself to inform Rangiku of what she was doing. "Um, Rangiku, you might want to let go of Ichigo before you puncture one of his lungs."

Realization made its way to the busty woman's face and she abruptly let go. "Oh, I'm so sorry Ichigo! Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because I couldn't breathe let alone talk," Ichigo sputtered, trying to regain his breath. "Anyway, as I was saying, we would also like Karin and Yuzu to be bride's maids."

Yuzu's face brightened up instantly. "Aw, that is so adorable Ichi-nii! Thank you! I'll make Toshiro look beautiful."

Ichigo cast a glance at his almost fuming Toshiro. "I have no doubt you'll make him beautiful, Yuzu. Although he is already beautiful just the way he is." Walking over to his little soon to be husband, Ichigo slipped his arms around Toshiro's shoulders, smiling at Toshiro's semi-furious face. I love how he looks when he's angry. He bent down to kiss the soft white spikes. "Don't look so troubled, love. You know you'll make a beautiful bride. Anyway, we also discussed having Ukitake be the best man. Would you do me the honor by lending me your assistance, Jushiro?"

Ukitake's face lit up even more than usual at this information. "I would be honored, Ichigo. Anything for love, especially love so pure."

"Thank you, that means a lot to us," Ichigo said, a hint new found respect for the long white haired man in his eyes. "Urahara said that we could make our way over any time today, so there isn't any kind of rush, but I talked to Toshiro and we both agreed that it would be wise to do this sooner rather than later, do to the circumstances."

Toshiro stood up from the table and cleared his throat, interweaving his finger's with Ichigo's. "I know this is kind of unorthodox, but I hope you will all enjoy the wedding as much as Ichigo and myself. I would like to request that Renji also be allowed to witness the ceremony."

Both Ichigo and Renji spun their heads at the same time to stare wide eyed at Toshiro. "WHAT?" they both yelled in unison.

Ichigo tightened his grip on Toshiro's small hand, confused. "Yuki no hana, are you sure? I know I agreed to not kill him until this whole mess is over, but you can't be serious!"

"Ichigo, can I talk to you privately in the living room please?" Before he could receive an answer from the confused strawberry, Toshiro dragged Ichigo to the small living room, whispering to make sure that no one could hear. "Contrary to what you may be thinking, Ichigo, I know what I'm doing. First off, we need him for extra protection just in case anything should happen. Secondly, what better way to get revenge on the bastard then to see us get married? If I know Renji, it will make him crazy to see us both become unattainable."

Ichigo smirked slyly, liking this 'evil' side of his little lover. "Toshiro, you can be evil when you want to be." He snaked one arm around the tiny waist and brought the other to lift Toshiro's chin up. "I like it when you're a badass."

Toshiro huffed and pecked his baka on the lips. "Don't get used to it, Kurosaki," he whispered jokingly. "Except maybe on our wedding night."

Ichigo laughed out loud and tightened his hold on the small white haired man in his arms. "Now who's the pervert?"

It was not until one in the afternoon that everyone decided to head over to Urahara's shop. On the walk over, the large group had gotten more than their share of stares; for one the shinigami were in gigai so the group seemed even more strange, two men with white hair, one with bright red hair, and one with bright orange hair; two because Ichigo and Toshiro strolled down the sidewalk hand in hand, not caring what others thought of them. When Ichigo would hear snickers of preppy bitches or jibes from the jocks, he would either mouth them off or kick the guys in the balls.

It took the group a total of seven minutes to get from the Kurosaki clinic to Urahara's Shop. When they arrived, Urahara and Yoruichi were waiting outside, dressed up for the special occasion.

"Hey kids!" Urahara called, waving his fan over his face. "Just in time! Everything's set up and we are ready to begin as soon as the couple is ready. And don't worry, Toshiro, I picked out a nice kimono for you to wear. Yoruichi wanted to make you wear a dress."

Yoruichi's golden eyes adorned a mock look of hurt. "But Hitsugaya-kun would've looked so cute as a bride! His hair would've matched to dress!"

Toshiro's face became seriously flushed as Ichigo stood there laughing his head off. "Thank you, Urahara-san," Toshiro said as he bowed. "And quit laughing you idiot!"

"I'm so sorry, Toshiro," Ichigo said between breaths, "but I wouldn't have minded seeing you in a dress."

That statement got Ichigo an elbow to the ribs, which knocked him to the ground in pain.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry, Ichigo! I forgot! Are you alright?" Toshiro panicked as he helped Ichigo up from the ground.

"It's fine, Toshiro, really." He caressed Toshiro's soft rosy cheek to reassure the small man. Just as quickly, Ichigo's face lit up with anticipation. "Let's get ready already! I'm so freakin' excited!" He dragged his lover inside to get dressed as everyone else, except Yuzu, Karin, and Isshin, were taken down into the underground training facility beneath the earth that the Urahara Shop stood on.

Ichigo stood in front of the full length mirror, staring at his reflection apprehensively. He tried fixing his tie to the suit Urahara had picked out for him. It was a normal black suit, but with an orange tie. Of course he would pick out this tie for me, Ichigo thought to himself. He was interrupted from his thoughts by a knock on the door.

"Who is it?"

"It's your father. May I come in?

Ichigo chuckled to himself. "Of course you can, you insane old coot."

The door to the small bedroom opened to reveal Isshin Kurosaki in a similar suit but with a white tie. "I wanted to wish my son good luck before I lose him. I'm proud of you, Ichigo, you know that, right?"

The substitute shinigami rested a hand on his father's shoulder. "Of course I know that, Dad. Would I let you walk my love down the aisle if I wasn't sure?"

Isshin smirked. "Speaking of Toshiro, Yuzu has done a good job on making him beautiful and still maintaining his maleness."

Ichigo pouted at his father's news. "Aw Dad, no fair! You got to see him before I did! What kind of dad are you?"

"The kind that is honored to participate in this wonderful occasion, of course! Did you hear me, Misaki? OUR SON IS GETTING MARRIED!"

The orange haired man's fist came into contact with his old man's jaw. "Shut up and finish helping Toshiro, you idiot!"

"OUCH! MY TROUBLED SON HAS ABUSED ME!"

In a small bedroom on the other side of the shop, Toshiro was also staring at a reflection of himself in a full length mirror. His eyes were lightly outlined with kohl, showing off his beautiful sea green eyes. His cheeks had the slightest hint of blush on them, not enough to make him look girlie, but just enough to make him look flushed. Yuzu had also brought him his kimono. It was almost as aqua as his eyes, decorated with white flowers and swirls of green and blue.

The blond Kurosaki twin came into the room to check on her soon to be brother-in-law, a genuine smile plastered on her round face. "Oh Hitsugaya-kun, if you don't mind me saying so, you look beautiful!"

Toshiro grinned at the younger girl. "Thank you so much, Yuzu, but give yourself some credit. You did all the work on me. And please, call me Toshiro, since we will soon be family."

"Of course Hitsu… I mean Toshiro!" Yuzu beamed. She stretched out her arm and held out a hand to Toshiro. "Now come on! My dad and your husband are waiting!"

Toshiro took Yuzu's hand, following her blindly, lost in thought. Husband… Ichigo will be my husband… I'm getting married. I hope I'm truly ready for this… I wish Momo were here… or Granny…

He was pulled from his thoughts when he almost bumped into Yuzu. She turned him over to Isshin, who stood outside the door that led down to the training facility, his arm out for Toshiro to take it. "It's alright, son. Ichigo has been waiting patiently long enough. He will be absolutely stunned at how gorgeous you are. No more doubts, understand?"

Toshiro smiled at his new father-in-law's confidence and reassurance. "Alright. Thank you, Kurosaki-san."

"I will have none of that, Toshiro! Please call me Dad."

Toshiro gazed at the older Kurosaki, speechless. "Thank you… Dad." It felt strange to hear that word come out of his own mouth. I have a father…

Ichigo's POV

As the music began to play and Yuzu made her way to sit down, I started to visibly shake. What if he backs out at the last minute? What if he thinks that this isn't a good idea after all? What if…

I was torn from my 'what ifs' by a gentle hand placed on my shoulder. I turned around to see a smiling Rangiku, dressed in her stunning aqua gown. "Don't you worry Ichigo! Taicho's probably just as nervous as you, if not more so!"

At least this helped me stop shaking, but I was still nervous as hell. "Thanks Rangiku. I hope you're right."

As if on cue, the only entrance to this underground place opened to reveal my dad, a goofy grin on his face as usual. But it wasn't him who caught my attention. As everyone stood, my eyes caught sight of Toshiro. He was absolutely gorgeous! I could tell that Yuzu had fixed him up a little by the outline of kohl around his eyes and the faint blush on his normally pale cheeks.

He walked down the aisle with such grace that it was hard not to stare at him! He finally made his way to the front and stood beside me, instantly taking my hand in his own. I felt a swell of love that I had never felt before at this slight touch, knowing that after not too longer now, Toshiro Hitsugaya would forever be mine.

Normal POV

With the lover's standing at the front of the crowd, hands intertwined, Urahara let the last note of the piano die before beginning, his usually sly smile spreading across his face. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered hear today to join these two men in marriage. Not just marriage, but a joining of the body and spirit, becoming one with each other. Now, since this ceremony is taking place on short notice, you two will have to make your own vows. Don't be shy, now. Don't be afraid to say what's on the heart."

Toshiro decided to go first. He turned to face Ichigo, grabbing both of the taller man's hands in his own. "Ichigo, I would not be alive if it was not for you. My whole existence revolves around you and your lovely family. You taught me how to drop my barriers that would have otherwise destroyed me and consumed my soul. You taught me how to trust. You taught me how to love… I now have a family once more." Toshiro's voice began to falter as tears came to his teal eyes, but he quickly recovered, but allowing the tears to flow freely. "I love you more than I have ever loved anyone in my whole life. I will gladly give up myself to you and become Toshiro Kurosaki."

As Toshiro finished speaking, Ichigo bent down and scooped him up in a gentle embrace. "Thank you, Toshiro," Ichigo whispered in Toshiro's ear. "I needed to hear that from you."

Ichigo then took this opportunity to clear his own throat, tears already starting to make their way down his cheeks. "Well, I guess I'm up next." A small ripple of laughter erupted from among the friends and family present. Ichigo shifted his weight, wondering what to say. "Well, I'm not that great at making speeches, but I might be able to get my heart to let something out." As this elicited another small ripple of chuckles, Ichigo's head slumped to his chest thinking, but lifted his eyes to Toshiro's, a smile on the orange haired man's face, tears still streaming down. "Well Toshiro, we have known each other for five years now, so I guess I should say what's on my mind every time I look at you. When I see you, my world becomes complete, my tortured existence becoming meaningful once again. When you speak, the rest of the world shuts out to the sound of your beautiful voice. You are my light, and when I look at you, I know that there is some kind of God, and that he had so much love for me that he took his time to create you."

Ichigo had to stop for an instant as he poured out his heart to the one he loved. His head suddenly hung against his chest, his hands moving up to gently grasp Toshiro's frail shoulders. "You are the only one for me, Toshiro Hitsugaya, and I want you to be mine, with all my tortured heart and soul. When I dream, I dream of you. When I close my eyes and speak, I find myself speaking your name. When I find myself being battered with thoughts of my painful past and overcome with this sickness that is eating my body, you are the only thing in my life that keeps me from wanting to die. I love you."

Toshiro's own tears started falling uncontrollably as Ichigo ended his vows. He then lifted Ichigo's chin and smiled softly, his eyes filled with compassion and deep understanding. "I love you too, Ichigo Kurosaki."

As a loudly declared "Aaawww" erupted from Rangiku, the rest of the group laughed, encouraging Urahara to hurry up and finish the ceremony. "Alright, Karin, do you have the rings?"

Karin hurried from her seat to bring both the rings up. As she did, Ichigo took Toshiro's ring and Toshiro Ichigo's ring. "Alright, ladies and gents," Urahara began, "watch closely as the lovers present each other with their rings."

After the rings were put on their respective finger, Urahara took this opportunity to say what everyone, with the possible exception of Renji, had been waiting to hear. "Well, I have nothing more to say. I now pronounce you Ichigo Kurosaki and his husband, Toshiro Kurosaki. Well, go ahead Ichigo! Kiss him already!"

Both men's tears were now tears of joy as Ichigo wrapped his arms around Toshiro's slender waist, likewise Toshiro's arms wrapping around Ichigo's broad neck, both men smiling into the kiss.

There was a light applause from the close friends and family in the room, accompanied by Rangiku standing and yelling congratulations. "GO TAICHO! GO ICHIGO! YOU TWO ARE SO FREAKING ADORABLE! I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE THE BABIES!"

This caused Ichigo to laugh his head off while Toshiro stared at his fukutaicho with a mixed expression of surprise, fury, and confusion. "Rangiku Matsumoto! Don't you even think it!"

Ichigo caught his breath and tightened his hold on his husband. "She's just excited Toshiro! But that wouldn't be a bad idea…"

"ICHIGO KUROSAKI!" Toshiro yelled. "DON'T MAKE ME KILL YOU! WE'VE ONLY BEEN MARRIED LESS THAN FIVE MINUTES!"

"Okay, yuki no hana, okay. But I we ever do want kids, you'll be the mother…"

"ICHIGO!"

well, here ya go kids! i hope you enjoyed the wedding! in your reviews, tell me whether or not ichi and shiro should have kids. and please remember to review!