Chapter 3

Ichigo gave Urahara a frown that obviously said he was irritated as he came down the stairs and sat at the kitchen table, Grimmjow sitting next to him as Urahara and his father sat on the other two chairs opposite of them.

"Grimmjow," Urahara welcomed, Grimmjow nodding as Ichigo's tail laid itself on his thigh. He had became touchy ever since his fifteenth day so he didn't bother to tell him to remove it.

Urahara looked to Ichigo.

"I know you don't want to think of what had happened in America," he started, his father frowning as he stiffened, Ichigo looking down to the table.

"But what you experienced there is very much connected to the incident at the hotel," Urahara explained, Ichigo looking up with a frown.

"What do you mean?" he asked, Urahara raising a hand.

"Let me finish," he told him, Ichigo frowning as he sat back.

"Do you remember the stuff they used to paint those symbols on you?" Urahara asked, Ichigo nodding.

"That was the Blood of Bastet yes?" Urahara asked, Ichigo nodding again, his tail slapping against Grimmjow's thigh as his patience was beginning to wane.

"Will you cut to the chase," Ichigo snapped irritably, Urahara sighing.

"The Blood of Bastet lets Bastet see into your soul, but to do so, she has to open a portal for herself to travel through and in turn into you," Urahara explained, Ichigo not seeming surprised.

"When that happened, and the word that such a portal that hasn't been opened in nearly two thousand years had been, that awoke and intrigued many demons who now seek who had the power to open it so they can have it opened again," Urahara explained, Ichigo frowning as his back stiffened, Grimmjow grabbing his hand.

"Why would they want it opened again?" Ichigo asked, Urahara's expression becoming grim.

"When Mafdet gave us the power of eternal life, we were unable to return to the underworld. That was sadly not only for us. The way was closed off to all demons, a law of the underworld that many despise. So when word spread to Bastet about what Mafdet had done, she killed her, though her soul managed to survive seeing as how demon cats have nine parts to their soul," Urahara explained, Ichigo sitting forward.

"Is that why we can be reborn?" he asked, Urahara nodding.

"We are reborn till our soul has no more pieces, in that case we disappear completely," Urahara said grimly, Ichigo sitting back.

"But, if a person is able to be touched by her blood and survive along with opening the portal, with word that Mafdet will be reborn from their body, many will not stop till they find such a person," Urahara told him, Ichigo feeling a sinking feeling in his gut.

"If they can destroy Mafdet completely at her weakest when her soul is one, the law would be lifted and the portal will be opened once again," Urahara continued, Ichigo swallowing.

"What will that do?" Ichigo whispered, Urahara frowning.

"The world will once again be tilted in our favor. Many demons who have been stuck in the underworld will arise. Before Rukia tested the blood on you, she tested herself in idle curiosity. She managed to open the portal but she got the symbol wrong and got possessed by a messenger demon. So it was not her who did those things to you," Urahara explained, Ichigo nodding but still not seeming comforted.

"Nobles and Disciples, such as your father and myself will meet at the Temple which was built over the cabin where your former form had birthed his first child in three days time," Urahara concluded, Ichigo's eyebrow twitching. That was just creepy.

"Wait my father…" he trailed off, looking to his dad who had the same grim expression as Urahara.

"He is a Nobel," Urahara confessed, Ichigo rising up.

"You're a goddamned Nobel yet you let me be put in slavery?! What the fuck is wrong with you!" Ichigo yelled, Grimmjow letting go of his hand as he crossed his arms over his chest, feeling a tad offended by his words. He wasn't that terrible was he?

"My rights as a Noble were stripped from me when I married your mother since she was a human," he explained sheepishly as he leaned back slightly.

Ichigo calmed at the mention of his mother, sitting back down.

"What about her?" he asked, his father sighing.

"Any Noble, no matter rank has to marry within their species and rank, only two have failed to do so, me and Byakuya Kuchiki," his father explained, Ichigo frowning at the mention of Byakuya.

"He didn't? Than why is he still living in mansions?" Ichigo asked, his father chuckling.

"He at least married into his species, his late wife had been from the slums, but the other's could not do much since she was of their species," his father put in, Ichigo sighing.

"She has died as did your mother and it is said he now waits for her rebirth. But since I have married a human, the same rules could not apply to me," he proclaimed, Ichigo nodding.

"I know this is a lot to take in Ichigo, but sadly it doesn't end there," Urahara put in, Ichigo looking to him.

"I was ordered to bring you to the temple with me. Only you."

Ichigo paced in his room, Grimmjow watching him as he laid on his bed, Grimmjow sighing when he finally had enough.

"Ichigo stop," he told him, Ichigo looking to him, Grimmjow frowning when he saw slight fear in his eyes. Had it hit him that deep?

"Their going to try and kill my baby and the best you can tell me is stop?" Ichigo commented weakly, Grimmjow sighing as he got up and walked to him, pulling him into his arms.

"Our baby Ichigo, and I won't let them harm it or you," Grimmjow promised, Ichigo pressing his cheek to his chest.

"I don't want to do this anymore, Grimmjow," Ichigo whispered, Grimmjow holding him tighter.

"Shut up," he muttered since he had no real idea what else to say, Ichigo snorting softly.

"That's insensitive don't you think?" Ichigo asked, Grimmjow shrugging as he let him go, the small smile on Ichigo's face making him feel relieved.

"I'll be there to be the pain in your ass so don't worry," Grimmjow told him, Ichigo laughing before punching his shoulder, Grimmjow freezing. That was probably the first time he had ever heard him laugh.

He picked him up bridal style and Ichigo yelped in surprise, carrying him to the bed and laying him down, Ichigo looking up to him in confusion before he kissed him, Grimmjow taking in a deep breath through his nose as he deepened the kiss, Ichigo not seeming to mind as he melted into the kiss.

When Grimmjow pulled away Ichigo looked like he was lustfully confused, Grimmjow getting onto the bed and straddling his hips, leaning down to kiss him again, careful of his stomach.

"What was that for?" Ichigo asked huskily, Grimmjow kissing him again as he unzipped his pants, Ichigo purring loudly as he wrapped his arms around his neck.

"God I want you," Grimmjow husked, Ichigo laughing as he pushed against his shoulders, making him look him in the eye.

"What is up with you?" Ichigo asked, not that he was complaining, he had actually started to think Grimmjow didn't want him anymore since he hadn't touched him since they figured out he was pregnant.

Grimmjow managed to unzip his pants and pull them slightly down his hips, Ichigo's orange pubic hairs able to be seen.

"Can we just have sex without you asking questions?" Grimmjow urged, already knowing that his father would enter soon.

Ichigo rolled his eyes and pulled him back down, locking their lips in a hungry kiss.

Ichigo lifted his hips as much as he could so Grimmjow remove his pants. pulling away from the kiss when he remembered his door wasn't locked.

Forgive me dad.

"Lock the door," Ichigo ordered, Grimmjow nodding as he got up and locked the door, coming quickly back to the bed, stripping off his shirt on his way back to Ichigo. He was going to get in trouble for this.

Isshin stopped talking to Urahara who was just about to leave out the door, his black ear twitching.

"You got to be kidding me," he muttered angrily, Urahara smirking.

"It seems like they couldn't wait till the wedding," Urahara said with a smirk, Isshin clenching his hands into fists. He would beat Grimmjow's ass later.

Ichigo groaned when Grimmjow ran his tongue up the back of his neck, panting heavily as he dug his claws into his bed when he thrusted into him, Ichigo gasping in pleasure.

"Harder," he panted as he thrusted again, Ichigo rocking on his hands and knees. He lowered his head as he gasped, moaning when he pulled him back when he thrusted, pressing against his sweet spot. Ichigo gasps became gasping purrs that only turned Grimmjow on even more, his head falling back as he groaned.

Ichigo came with a cry of ecstasy, his vision flashing white as he rhythmically compressed around Grimmjow, their energies mingling perfectly as Grimmjow came into him with a growl.

Ichigo's body shook as Grimmjow pulled out of him, Grimmjow slapping his ass as he leaned back, getting off the bed.

Ichigo sat back on his knees, wincing at the pain that ran up his spine. He looked down to his sheets that were stained with his semen, sighing as he got off the bed too.

He gasped when Grimmjow pulled him into a kiss, sighing through his nose as he wrapped his arms around his neck. He had no idea why Grimmjow wanted him so bad now but he was glad he was touching him again. He would like a warning next time though.

Ichigo looked to his hands as his father and Grimmjow talked in the living room, his ears falling back just slightly. His father had sadly heard their entire exchange and was angry when they exited the room, not even glancing at Ichigo as he told Grimmjow to follow him. Ichigo was ordered to his room where he waited nervously, his sheets removed and stuffed in his closet. He was forced to wait, and that didn't to well with him, especially with what his father could do to Grimmjow.

Isshin sat leisurely on his couch, laid back as he stared stoically at Grimmjow with a frown, Grimmjow staring back at him.

"This is my house yes?" Isshin asked, Grimmjow nodding, leaning back.

"Then why is it that you are going against my rules?" Isshin asked, Grimmjow not responding.

"Do you take my word as a joke?" Isshin asked, Grimmjow narrowing his eyes just slightly.

"No sir," he replied, Isshin sitting forward, placing his elbows on his thighs.

"Really? Cause from what heard you don't seem to care at all," Isshin proclaimed, shrugging his shoulders as he sat back.

"Is this your house now?" he asked, Grimmjow withholding a sigh.

"No sir-"

"Then why were you in my sons room with your dick up his ass?" Isshin interrupted, Grimmjow narrowing his eyes.

"Is he your fuck toy? Your sex kitten you use when you need to release?" Isshin asked rudely, Grimmjow clenching his hands into fists.

"No, he's my mate," he growled angrily, Isshin smirking at his reaction but it was quick to be dispelled.

"Why is he your mate? Because he marked you like a desperate whore? Why Grimmjow?!" Isshin yelled, Grimmjow standing up and grabbing his shirt, pulling him to his feet.

"I love him and father or not as long as I do you will not consider him to be such an infernal thing," Grimmjow growled, Isshin smirking as he slapped his hand away, Grimmjow panting angrily through his nose as he glared at him.

"You would dare love a neko?" Isshin asked, Grimmjow narrowing his eyes.

"What the fuck did I just say?" he growled, Isshin's smirk becoming a full out smile. Then he punched Grimmjow in the face.

Grimmjow fell back onto the couch, his cheek already bruising as Isshin rubbed his knuckles, an insufferably happy grin on his face.

"Welcome to the family Jeagerjaques," he congratulated, Grimmjow touching a hand to his cheek, looking up to him in confusion.

"Why the fuck did you punch me?" he asked angrily as he got up, Isshin looking to the stairs when Ichigo hurried down them, his eyes wide when he saw Grimmjow's bruised cheek.

"Dad!" he yelled, walking up to him and punching him in the face, Isshin falling back as blood squirted from his nose.

"That's my son," he mumbled as Ichigo went to Grimmjow and touched a hand to his cheek, already seeing it healing.

"I'm fine Ichi," Grimmjow told him as he looked to his dad who looked like he could be possibly dead.

"Ignore him," Ichigo grumbled as Isshin got back up, snapping his broken nose back into place.

"Now that we are all a happy family why don't we think about the wedding," Isshin said happily after wiping the blood away on his shirt, Ichigo's eyes going wide as Grimmjow grinned.

"Dad this is not the right time! Don't you remember the demons chasing after me?" Ichigo asked, his father nodding.

"Yep, so might as well get you married off before you die," his father piped in happily, Ichigo growling as he punched him again in the face.

And he thought Grimmjow was insensitive.