Yeah, I'm kinda bored so I'm gonna write another chappie! I feel so weird. There is a CHRISTMAS TREE IN MY HOUSE. Scary, right? Now I have an account with pretty much almost every site that isn't illegal. That of course is an exaggeration but I have a lot. They go as follows…
Youtube- jenniaqua
Deviantart- XIn-My-Darkest-HourX
Twitter- XxChocoMelloxX
ScrewAttack- SmileyShiro
Facebook- Here's a hint: type in "Fike High School" and I'm the one with Housewife Izuru as a profile picture and my initials are KP.
MySpace- Shiro-chan
adultswim- SmileyShiro
Bleach Wiki- XxChocoMelloxX
That Guy with the Glasses- SmileyShiro
Fanfiction net- Blustargirl (VERY old account with only one story)
Toshiro: Cookie doesn't own Bleach or its characters.
Baby Strawberry Snowflakes
6-7 months
Toshiro's POV
It was my last day in the 4th division. I had been bandaged up and the twins were checked on. Everything came out okay. I just knew that Ichigo would probably keep me locked in my room for the last 6 months. I placed my hand on my round bump. I was pretty sure that I needed to change into maternity robes soon after I get back. My uniform was getting awfully tight.
Unohana came in the room, "Hitsugaya-taicho, how are you doing?"
I smiled, "I'm doing a lot better than when I first arrived."
"That's good. Now I have a surprise for you. When checking on the babies, we noticed that we can tell the gender now." She announced.
I grinned wider, "Really? That's amazing! What are they?"
She walked over and placed a hand on my partially swollen abdomen, "You are carrying two healthy baby girls."
My eyes started to tear up, "That's wonderful. I can't wait to tell Ichigo."
"You are well enough to leave here and return so you can tell him. Do you want to be in a wheelchair?" Unohana asked.
I shook my head, "No thanks. I can walk just fine."
The motherly taicho giggled, "Not for long."
I had my bandages changed and was given a walker to help me with walking around. After I made it to the tenth division, I told the people who were attending me that it was okay and I could make it the rest of the way on my own. Hesitating a bit, they nodded and left. When I walked into my office, I was instantly in Marshmallow Hell. Rangiku just hugged me aka shoved her breasts in my face.
"Hello Rangiku." I said somewhat muffled thanks to the large masses covering my face.
After getting her off me, I turned to notice Ichigo wasn't there, "Rangiku, where is Ichigo at?"
"Didn't you guess?" She chirped, "He's waiting in your room with a surprise!"
I raised an eyebrow. I cautiously went across the hall to my room to see Ichigo sitting on my bed. I smiled and went over and sat down next to him. He quickly enveloped me into a hug and then pulled me into a kiss.
After separating, he got a serious look on his face, "I promise I won't ever put you or the twins in danger again."
I nodded, "It's quite alright. Unohana told me something before I was released."
The strawberry tilted his head, "Oh? What is it?"
"She told me I'm carrying two healthy twin girls." I said excitedly.
"Really? Oh that's terrific! I'm so happy!" he exclaimed, "Now I have a surprise for you."
I smirked, "Yes, Rangiku told me you did."
He placed a large bag in front of me. I looked at it suspiciously, "This isn't another cat is it? Or any other type of animal?"
Ichigo chuckled, "No it's not."
I opened the bag and pulled out the first thing I saw. It was a familiar looking shirt, "What is this?"
"It's an old shirt of mine. While you were in the 4th division, I went to my house back in the World of the Living and collected some old clothes that didn't fit me anymore." He told me.
I grabbed some more shirts from inside and put them up against me, "Ichigo, they are too big."
He smiled, "Exactly. You don't think I was gonna give you shirts that were tight and anything. I've got a pretty good idea on how big you are gonna get. And I think these should do the trick."
"Did you bring any pants?" I asked quickly.
"A few. I didn't bring too many because I figured that the shirts would cover you enough." Ichigo explained.
I pulled out two pairs of socks, "And these are…?"
"Socks for you to lounge around in. Rangiku has agreed to do all the paperwork for the last half of your term so that you can rest and relax." He said.
I sighed, "Uh huh, and how much sake is she getting from this?"
The carrot top laughed, "None. She's doing this cuz she wants to."
"Well that's something new." I said smiling, "Thank you so much Ichigo. You've taken such good care of me these past several months. I know they couldn't have been easy for you. I greatly appreciate that you stuck by me."
Ichigo blushed, "It was nothing really. You know…in the very beginning, it was Renji who told me to talk to you in the first place. I guess you could say he was the mastermind behind it."
I chuckled, "Renji, huh? Interesting. I didn't know you were friends with him. In that case, this has been bugging me. Is Renji in a relationship with anybody?"
Ichigo hesitated, "If he's still in the one he was in last time. That was with Byakuya."
"I knew it." I muttered.
"Huh?"
"Nothing."
Izuru's POV
I had just finished breastfeeding Blayne and put him down for a nap. With Gin away, and me on maternity leave, they had someone from another squad step in as taicho. I appreciated that they let me choose. Interesting choices though. Between Ikkaku, Renji, and Yumichika, who was 2 months pregnant, I had to pick Renji. It was kinda obvious, I trusted him the most and he was a fellow classmate. Plus Ikkaku was too power hungry and I didn't want to relive what I just finished. Bless his heart though. It must be hard being pregnant in the most violent division. I sat down on my bed and sighed. I was so glad to be able to see my toes again. After carrying a human being for a year, it was kinda different not having that worry for once. Now the new problem is the incessant crying.
I heard a knock on the door, "Come in."
It was Renji, "Hey Izuru, I just wanted to check in on you and the child to see how everything was going."
I nodded, "Everything is okay. Thanks anyway."
I watched him leave and I sighed. Things are so boring without Gin around. I almost missed those days where we would sit outside and watch the day go by. Before he had returned, I spent most of my time out there writing poetry. When I became really suicidal, I got this mysterious note that had a poem in it. That inspired me to pour out my emotions in writing. I never found out who sent it to me. But I noticed it on my desk one day when organizing documents.
I decided to get up and look for it. After fumbling through some shelves, I found it.
"How to Reply to a Suicide Note"
I stand here in sorrow,
The tears stream down my face.
I don't know what happened to you,
But something went wrong.
Your pain overwhelmed you
And you just couldn't take it.
But as I look down at your grave,
I remember the last thing you said.
"Fuck you." still runs through my head.
As much as you hurt, you didn't understand
That this hurts me too and now it's too late.
I'm crying for you and you'll never know
That your final "fuck you" will soon be my own.
Fuck you for leaving us,
Fuck you for this pain,
You'll never understand, so fuck you again.
No amount of saying it will ever express
The pain that I've felt since you left us like this.
You'll never understand the pain we now feel,
You'll never understand what your death did to us.
You'll never know
That your pain is now ours,
But we keep moving on despite all the hurt.
We keep moving on even though you're long gone.
So I guess this is it, my final "fuck you".
Fuck you for this pain,
Fuck you for your death,
Fuck all these emotions,
Fuck you for making us miss you like this.
It had really touched me and it definitely changed my mind. I still thank that person for helping me realize what I was doing to everyone. I folded up the piece of paper and set it beside me. A small cry was made and I turned to find Blayne awake. I gently picked him up and held him tenderly in my arms. Suddenly, there was a loud crash noise as a girl I had never seen before break into the room. I held Blayne protectively against my chest.
"Wh-who are you?" I said shakily.
The teal haired woman only stepped aside to reveal the one thing I only dreamed of seeing again.
"G-Gin?!"
Haha! Ending it there! The poem was beautiful, ne? I thought so. I tried to make this chapter fluffy but still have that prominent hint of angst in it.
Izuru: I was suicidal?
Me: Yeah, cuz we all could tell you were suffering. Even when I first saw you I could tell that you were hurting inside.
Toshiro: I noticed it.
Gin: Me three.
Me: By the way, Izuru, this has been bugging me. Is Makoto Kibune a guy or a girl?
Izuru: A guy.
Me: …You're kidding right? The dude looks sooooooo feminine! He's more genderly confused than Luppi! And that's baaaaad.
Gin: Who is dis?
Me: The person who becomes 3rd seat in the 3rd Division in the Amagai filler arc. But Izuru kills him in the end. Yay Izuru!
Izuru: (blushes)
Toshiro: I have yet to make an appearance in this conversation.
Me: Oh shut up. Your precious movie is coming on adultswim this Saturday for all who are too poor or too lazy to buy the DVD to watch. And for the people who have the DVD or have seen it before, to critique and do humorous commentary.
Toshiro: Are you quite finished?
Me: No…okay yes.
Gin: I has a question.
Me: Yes of course. The board recognizes Gin Ichimaru.
Gin: Why do ya like ta have the windows break so much?
Me: Cuz it's a cool and badass way to enter a room. Like when Grimmjow blew a hole in the wall when there was a doorway 3 feet away from him. You just do it cuz it's badass to do.
Gin: Question answered.
Me: REVIEW…uh…REVIEW CUZ I SAID SO!!! AND…AND IF YOU DON'T THEN UHM…SZAYEL WILL COME AND RAPE YOU IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT WITH HIS PUPPETS!!!!!!!