Author's Note: So this is bleachfanficfanatic's contribution to the Definitely Maybe series. I tend to write more to sweet, serious, etc than funny so I hope the tone of this balances well with what the ever talented Casey525 has written thus far.

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach in anyway but am inspired by the work created by Tite Kubo

Definitely Maybe Chapter 3: Gigais and other restrictions

(Grimmjow's POV)

The next day I was still on babysitting duty since Orihime had to work again. Thank Kami I got some sort of pay from the fucking shinigamis otherwise she'd have to work full time to support us. Her working at all bothers me (not that I'm chauvinistic, ok I am...kind of…this wasn't the point I was trying to make) the point is I want her home with the kids. She's pretty much the perfect mom. Even though she tells me she loves to be able to still work part time at the bakery I can see pain in her eyes when she leaves them. It's not that she doesn't trust me (I hope) it's that she's missed some things here and there because of working.

Like Michelle's first steps when she was one or Rocky's first word. So far she hasn't missed much with Wilhelm which I'm glad for. So for not the first, second or third time I think about how I could go about getting a "real" job. I have a gigai that I use all the time (damn constricting) because Orihime is not ready to try to explain to our children why their father has a hole in his stomach. The only time I can get out of the damn thing is when they are safely in bed and our door is locked. Even then she's nervous that one of them will see me if I have to get up in the middle of the night or they come in before I can get back in it. Because of that I've taken to wearing pajamas to bed. Being in human clothing is fucking annoying but I put up with it because it makes her happy. Kami, I've become so whipped it's sickening.

Personally, I'd rather just tell them about me, about us, about our whole fucking dysfunctional "family" and get it over with but she's standing firm on her decision. It's odd, there's not much I can't convince her of, but this, no damn way.

My mind goes back to our "discussion" from earlier that morning:

"You know how inquisitive they are and how much they like to talk. Even if they aren't afraid of you or of the true nature of pretty much all their aunts and uncles what happens when they start school and tell their friends? They'll be labeled freaks!"

"Then I'll knock whoever says that's fucking head off!" I'd retorted to be met with a huff and arms around my neck. Shit, I hate that I, the former feared Sexta Espada, can be manipulated by a human, even if she is the most gorgeous human I've ever seen.

"Grimmjow, please, let's wait until they are a little older. No doubt we're going to have to prepare ourselves for them having some kind of powers of their own eventually but I want to keep them innocent as long as possible," she said her grey eyes staring into my blue ones.

I huffed, "Innocent? You know the twins are already manipulative little creatures, especially Michelle; she's too smart for her own good. But fine, if you want to wait, we'll wait."

She kissed me lightly in thanks before beginning to move away to get ready for work.

I grabbed her and pushed her up against the wall kissing her deeply receiving a muffle groan for my efforts. "If surrender tastes this sweet I don't really mind," I thought as I kept kissing her.

Finally she'd pulled back just enough to try to catch her breath and gave me a little smile as she whispered, "Grimmjow, I have to go, but, feel free to keep this in mind for later."

With great reluctance I let her go and she squeezed my hand before heading back to her closet.

So here I am, horny of course, frustrated because my wife has to work, and confined to my gigai. Time to take the kids out of the house.

(Third Person POV)

Grimmjow set about getting the kids ready to go to the park, anything to help run out their energy while their mother was away. They walked, the park not far from their home, and soon the twins were running around giggling and squealing while he held the baby who had fallen asleep.

While he was watching his children play he felt a familiar reiatsu approach but it seemed different somehow. Looking up he saw the form of Ichigo Kurosaki moving towards him and a deep growl emanated from his chest. Looking at his face however, he could tell something was…off.

"Hey Grimmy, how's it going?" the form of the shinigami asked, tipping Grimmjow to what was different.

"I told you not to call me that Kon, unless you'd like me to beat your asshole owner's body black and blue," Grimmjow uttered in a growl.

"Woah, sorry," he said flailing his hands in front of him, almost reminding Grimmjow of a male version Orihime.

"So, you high jacked the jackass's body huh?" Grimmjow asked with a smirk.

"Not really, there were a few large hollows that popped up on his way to work and instead of stashing himself in the bushes he had me take over."

"Wait, you were with him on his way to work?" the Arrancar asked with a cocked eyebrow.

Shifting his eyes away Kon muttered something.

"What was that? I didn't quite catch you," Grimmjow asked firmly.

Sighing Kon said, "Ichigo has started taking me to work with him in case he needs to go off to fight hollows."

This pissed Grimmjow off more because guarding Karakura was his responsibility now. Granted, at the moment, it would have been difficult because he had the kids with him. When the "gang" had first come back to Karakura he'd been pissed at them for treading on his territory. However, when Orihime had the twins it was necessary to have backup. But Kurosaki made sure to rub it in his face every chance he got.

By this time Michelle and Rocky had noticed "uncle Ichigo" and ran over.

"Behave, I don't want them confused," Grimmjow uttered lowly to Kon.

Kon set his face in the best scowl he could as the children reached him.

"Uncle Ishigo!" exclaimed Michelle and jumped into his arms, he hugging her in return. Rocky stepped up and hugged his leg since Ichgio's arms were full of his sister.

"Hey kiddos, having fun?"

"Uh huh, do you wans to play?" Rocky asked pulling on his pant leg slightly.

"Sure, let's go," he said and followed them back out to the grass field to play tag.

Grimmjow grumbled lowly, "Sometimes I think those brats love him more than me."

He watched as his children played with the man (well the body of the man) who he'd sworn was his eternal enemy. He pretty much still was but for a completely different reason: Grimmjow was convinced that if Kurosaki thought he'd actually have a chance he'd steal Orihime away in a heartbeat. He'd realized far too late what he'd given up and was beyond pissed that the former evil Espada had won the heart and devotion of the beautiful healer. Grimmjow had no doubts about Orihime's faithfulness, ever, but it never the less rankled.

Turning his eyes from the scene before him Grimmjow looked down into the serene face of his youngest. Kissing his forehead his father sighed, "What am I going to do Willy? Hmmm? I want mama home with you guys." The baby stirred slightly and opened his eyes, smiling at his father. Grimmjow smiled back thinking it was funny that something so simple could make him happy, an emotion he'd given up on feeling centuries ago.

Suddenly he felt the reiatsu of the real Kurosaki and looked behind him. There was the smug bastard watching him with a smirk on his face. Grimmjow, still not sure of his children's spiritual powers yet, put his hand up to indicate for Ichigo to stay where he, his form being blocked by a large tree. The shinigami frowned but when Grimmjow hitched his thumb behind him Ichigo saw his body powered by Kon playing with the twins.

"Well, even if he hates me at least he's good to the kids," thought Grimmjow knowing the only reason for it was because of Orihime.

"Come to fetch yourself?" he asked when he'd reached Ichigo by the tree.

"Yeah, have to get back to my real job instead of doing yours" he muttered before asking, "Where's Inoue?"

Grimmjow narrowed his eyes fiercely at the dual insult saying between clenched teeth, "That's not her name anymore you bastard and you know it."

Ichigo shrugged his shoulders, "To me it is. I still can't believe she married you."

Grimmjow reigned in his temper, another change in himself that he both hated and was proud of. He knew how important it was to Orihime for him to be at least civil with her friends but Ichigo always made it as difficult as possible.

Watching the man in front of him seething Ichigo leaned forward a bit and said, "You know Grimmjow, it's only a matter of time before she realizes her mistake. This whole good guy act can't last forever and when you snap I'll be there to pick up the pieces."

Grimmjow saw red and taking one hand grabbed the orange hair by the throat before slamming him up against the tree.

Bringing his face to inches from Ichigo's he growled out, "Listen here, you fucking moron. Orihime knew what she signed up for when she married me. She fell in love with me while I was at my worst. So no matter what you think she will remain faithful to me, her husband. You blew your chance so back the fuck off."

Ichigo's eyes were blazing and had Grimmjow not been holding Wilhelm he would have decked the man but Ichigo would never hurt Orihime's kids. He may hate their father but he loved their mother and therefore loved them.

Grimmjow let go of him and said, "Get your body out of here before I follow through on my threat to beat it black and blue."

Ichigo whistled, still out of sight and Grimmjow saw Ichigo's head fly up at the sound. Seeing Grimmjow and assessing the situation from his face he quickly said goodbye to the kids before running towards the tree. The kids thought their father had whistled for him so they went back to their game.

As Grimmjow was passing Kon stopped briefly to say, "Look Grimmjow, I know you don't like me or care what I think but for what it's worth I'm glad you're with Orihime. She's never looked happier than when she is with you and I've known her a long time. That baka over there almost broke her and you brought her back, so thanks."

Grimmjow was a little stunned at the words and simply nodded before Kon kept moving. He could hear the two idiots arguing as they made their way out of the park. Thankfully Ichigo's shinigami form kept mostly out of sight, moving in shunpo to blur him from sight.

As he reached his kids Grimmjow smiled despite his foul mood.

"Did you guys have fun with your uncle?" he asked.

"Yesh..but…"Rocky said trailing off.

"What's wrong?" Grimmjow asked frowning.

"Uncle Ishigo was…different," Michelle said, not knowing how to explain.

"Great, they're already able to pick up on spiritual pressures," thought Grimmjow.

"Well, maybe he was just having an off day," he offered trying to move on from the topic.

The twins shrugged their shoulders and ran off to the swing set, Grimmjow following them.

After they'd played for another hour Grimmjow decided it was time to head back to get some lunch and put them down for a nap. Wilhelm was getting a little fussy but was still mostly keeping quiet for which Grimmjow was thankful. When the kid wanted to scream he could scream blood murder.

They reached the house a few minutes later. Grimmjow put the baby in his playpen so he could make lunch for him and the twins consisting of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, crackers and one small cookie each. They ate obediently, hungry from all their exercise at the park. Once they were done and washed up Grimmjow walked them upstairs to their room to tuck them in for a nap. Heading back downstairs he picked up Wilhelm and fed him a bottle and burped him.

Grimmjow laid down on the couch with his son on his chest, both of them falling asleep fairly quickly.

When Orihime walked in ten minutes later she was surprised at how quiet the house was. Moving through the kitchen to the living room she spotted her husband asleep with their son. Her heart melted at the site. For all his hard-ass persona and foul-mouth he was also tender-hearted and caring for their children and her. Leaning down she picked up her youngest and cradled him to her chest, inhaling his scent.

(Grimmjow's POV)

"Shit!" I thought when I felt Wilhelm's body move away from mine and in a panic I snapped awake thinking he'd rolled off my chest onto the floor. Blinking my eyes I looked down but not seeing him on the floor I snapped them up only to see my goddess of a wife smiling down at me.

"Hey," I said my pulse returning to normal.

"Hi," she said softly still smiling and staring at me.

Feeling a little uncomfortable I said a little roughly, "What? Do I have drool on me or something?"

She giggled and shook her head before leaning down and kissing my lips softly.

"Seeing you with our children makes me fall in love with you all over again," she said looking in my eyes.

I grinned and said, "Well, why don't you put the little one in his bed and I'll take you to ours?"

She giggled again and went upstairs to the nursery placing Wilhelm in the crib. Stepping up behind her I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her neck making her sigh.

"Come on," I said huskily against her neck as I continued kissing her, "we won't have much time before," but my words and actions were stopped by the exclamation of, "Mommy's home!"

"Fuck," I said in a hoarse whisper.

Hime chuckled and patted my arms, "I know, I know."

Releasing her to see the twins I stayed in the room long enough to get a certain appendage under control before following her out and down to the living room.

I may love my kids but they really have piss poor timing!