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Twelve Brides and a Strawberry

Chapter 6

The Next Day...

Kurosaki House; Ichigo's Room

"Zzzzz...zzzzz...zzzzz..."

The sun slowly started to peek across the horizon, ending the night's spell with the first rays of dawn. Inside his room, Ichigo slept like a log on his bed. After taking Bambietta back to Orihime's, whose couch she'd been crashing on for a while, the groom-to-be headed home where he'd went right to sleep after heading up to his bedroom.

Despite his soft, even breathing, Ichigo's face showed that his mind had not let go of his troubles. The boy's insecurities started to get the better of him in his dreams...

Ichigo walked through the Bount mansion, now his home. He had his backpack slung over his shoulder. "Okay, I'm gonna head out to school. Orihime? Tatsuki? You ready?" he called out.

His friends, now wives, walked up to him, dressed in their school uniforms. On their ring fingers were wedding rings. "Okay! Let's head out, darling!" said Orihime with a happy smirk before Riruka, also dressed in a school uniform, walked up behind them to give Ichigo a kiss on the cheek.

"Hey! What the hell is all this?"

The group turned to see Candice stomping towards them, grabbing hold of Ichigo's arm. "School can wait! You've been neglecting me for days now! It's time to remember you have other wives, you prick!"

"C-Candi, listen-"

"Oh don't you 'Candi' me, you prick! You're going on a date with me. Screw your schoolwork!"

A new voice chimed in from behind the Sternritter. "Unhand him, Quincy. Ichigo already agreed to spar with me in Hueco Mundo." Halibel snapped her fingers and a Garganta opened up. "Come, Ichigo. Leave the girls and I'll show you how a real woman can handle her man."

"Hey! Shut the hell up, you blonde bimbo!" Lightning sparked from the T Sternritter's body, making Ichigo go pale as he realized that things were spiraling out of control.

A door nearby was kicked open. "Will you all shut the hell up! You woke up the babies!" yelled Rangiku.

Ichigo blinked before his blood ran cold. "Babies?!"

Out came Rangiku, Yoruichi, Mashiro, Sung-Sun, Meninas and Nel, all holding an orange-haired baby in their arms; Sung-Sun had twins. And all of them were crying loudly. "Ichigo! You need to stay here and help us calm down the children!" Yoruichi insisted.

Suddenly Ichigo had twelve angry faces surrounding him, all vying for his attention. It was impossible for the poor Substitute to think straight with the twelve wives shouting over each other along with the sound of children screaming.

"Ichigo!"

"Ichigo!"

"Ichigo!"

"ICHIGO!"

The Substitute's eyes burst open, a sheen of cold sweat covering his naked front. "Whew! Just a bad dream." He wiped his sweaty forehead with a hand before he looked out the window and sighed. The more he thought about the nightmare he'd just had, the more it made his stomach twist into knots.

Throughout all of this, Ichigo had been nervously wondering just how to be a husband to twelve different women, all of them with wildly different personalities. He was only one man; how could he possibly divvy his time to satisfy twelve wives? Not just physically but emotionally too.

And every time the topic of children came into focus, Ichigo's heart would sink in his chest. He wasn't ready to become a father and he had no idea what the other women's' thoughts were on parenthood. 'I guess I'm gonna have to ask for a round table discussion myself in order to get everyone's opinions on it. Everyone is okay with marrying me...but I don't know how we're going to make this work.'

He thought about what Renji had told him earlier, accusing his good friend of "sleeping with the enemy". While the lieutenant had been obviously way out of line, Ichigo wondered just how many of the other Soul Reapers shared that same viewpoint. Did any of his fellow lieutenants bare a grudge against him? Or the captains?

The more he thought about it, the more it worried him. Groaning after a minute of not coming up with a clear solution to his problems, Ichigo decided it was best to get up and stop wasting time. He tried to sit up...only to realize he couldn't move his left arm. "Huh?"

It was then that Ichigo finally noticed that he wasn't alone in bed. The blood in his body became red hot upon seeing a head of green hair on his shoulder. "N-Nel?!"

The Arrancar, clearly in a Gigai by virtue of her lack of the mask fragment that usually adorned the top of her head, yawned from the disturbance, blinking her eyes awake before sitting up. "Oh, good morning, Ichigo."

"What...what are you doing in my bed?"

Nel simply shrugged. "Well, we are going to be married, aren't we? We should get used to sleeping together." Knowing what Ichigo meant though, Nel elaborated. "I came in last night after the carnival since I didn't want to walk all the way back to Kisuke's shop. When I came upstairs, I found you asleep. But you looked like you weren't sleeping well from all the tossing and turning you were doing so I thought that lying next to you might bring you some peace."

"Oh. I see. Thanks but..." He gestured to Nel's body with a blushing face. "Why aren't you wearing any pajamas?" he asked.

With the morning sunlight throwing its illumination on Nel, it looked like Ichigo had woken up next to a beautiful angel. The Arrancar was wearing nothing but a bright pink bra and matching pink panties. Her green hair had a bad case of bed head but it only added to her beauty. And with her so close beside him, he could feel his heart beating a little faster.

Again, Nel just shrugged with a smile. "Well, I didn't want to wear the kimono to bed after Yoruichi picked it out for me and I didn't want to wear your clothes so I just stripped down to my underwear and got into bed next to you."

Ichigo calmed down a little and decided that Nel had a point. And he was grateful to her since she was being so considerate. "Right. I guess I'll have to get used to it."

Nel raised an eyebrow and continued to smile. "Waking up next to me or me being in my underwear?"

"Both."

The two friends shared a good laugh before Nel slid off the bed. Ichigo sat on the edge of the bed, noting the kimono that was draped over his chair. "Do you have a change of clothes? If not I can pull out some of my mom's old clothes."

"I'd like that."

Getting dressed, Ichigo walked briefly into his father's room. Isshin had gotten up early to open his clinic so his room was empty. He grabbed a few of his mother's old clothing, a black sleeved shirt and jeans. Walking back to his room, he handed the clothes to Nel. "Here you go."

"Thanks." Nel slipped on the clothes, finding that her sizes mirrored Masaki's, although the shirt was a bit of a tight fit in the chest area for two obvious reasons. But she appreciated Ichigo sharing his mother's clothing nonetheless. "So then, you want to get some breakfast?"

"Sure. Although instead of having your sister make us breakfast, why don't we go out to eat?" Putting her hands behind her back, Nel leaned forward and smiled. "What do you say? Want to have a breakfast date? It'll be my treat."

The offer was too good for Ichigo to refuse. And it had been a long time since he'd really had the chance to catch up with Nel since they'd fought the Vandenreich together. "I'd like that. Let's go."

Heading out the door, the Substitute and his Arrancar bride walked down the street. "Here, I know a place we can go eat. We can take a shortcut through the park," Ichigo said.

Slipping her hand in his, Nel simply smiled at him. "Lead the way."

Ichigo couldn't help but blush a bit as he and Nel held hands while they walked. 'Really hoping nobody saw me and Bambietta together at the festival last night. Otherwise the neighbors are going to think I'm some sort of playboy. It's gonna be impossible to explain to everyone that I've got twelve women who I'm supposed to marry...' Still, Ichigo appreciated the warmth and comfort that Nel wanted to give him and didn't mind holding her hand at all.

Walking through the park, they passed by the bench that he and Sung-Sun usually chatted on. However, today the olive-haired Arrancar was sitting next to her friend, Apacci. Like with Sung-Sun and Nel, the girl was in an Gigai to help blend in, or at least as much as a blue-haired, heterochromia girl wearing a crop top that showed off her midriff could blend in.

"-knew that Grimmjow had a fit when he found out he wasn't the first one to take a swing at him."

"That brute can wait his turn. Master Halibel is the ruler and she has decided that's how she wants to-" Sung-Sun was cut off when she spotted Ichigo and Nel. "Oh, hello, Ichigo. Lady Nelliel."

"Hey, guys. Nel and I are going to get breakfast. You guys want to join us?" Ichigo asked.

Apacci and Sung-Sun looked at each other before giving a quick glance to Nel before the serpentine Arrancar answered. "Thank you for the invitation, Ichigo, but we already ate. Besides, we have...plans that we need to finish."

"Alright then. C'mon, Nel. Good to see you girls," Ichigo said while he and Nel walked past them to continue heading to their breakfast date.

The two girls watched them leave before turning back to each other. "Think she's gonna go easy on him?"

"It's Master Halibel. What do you think?"

A few minutes later...

The orange-haired teen and the greenette woman sat in a booth at the back of the breakfast restaurant. There weren't many customers yet so it gave them the leeway to talk without fear of being overheard. The couple ate their breakfast in a comfortable silence before Nel wiped her lips clean with a napkin. "Are you okay?" she finally asked. "You've had a troubled look on your face."

Setting down his fork, Ichigo stared out the window for a long minute before he looked back down at the table. "I'm not sure where to begin, Nel."

Reaching across the table, Nel gently took his hand into hers. "If you want to talk about it, I'm here for you, Ichigo. You don't have to hold it all inside. Talk to me. Getting it off your chest will help you feel better."

The softness of both her hand and her words were a real comfort to Ichigo. "It's...everything. I think we all agreed to this without thinking things through. I have no clue how any of this is going to work." Once Ichigo got going, he couldn't stop. "I keep wondering just how I'm supposed to keep twelve women pleased without everyone trying to kill each other. And...and..." Ichigo's eyes betrayed his panic. "And that's before kids come into the picture. I still have my schoolwork, my job with Ikumi, being the town's Deputy Soul Reaper and now all of this. The more I think about it, the more scared I become."

Nel listened to Ichigo come clean about his concerns and waited until he'd finished before giving him a comforting smile. The greenette squeezed his hand before folding both of her hands over his. "Ichigo, it's okay that you're afraid. If anything, I would be far more concerned if you were just going to roll with this. We will work this out, Ichigo."

Looking around and finding nobody in particular paying attention to them, Nel slid out of her seat and sat down on Ichigo's side of the booth, wrapping an arm around his shoulder to give him a hug. Nel's warmth helped compel Ichigo to open up more. "I'm just..." He took another deep breath before continuing. "It's just a lot. Being the town's protector, always being the one to save the Soul Society. Always being the one who runs to my friends' aid. And now this. I'm..." Ichigo turned his head away from her. "I'm always the one people leaned on. Even when I didn't have my powers, my friends would always look to me for help. I was always the one everyone would fall back on."

Nel put a finger to his chin to turn his head back towards hers. "Well now you can fall back on me. And us," she said, tilting her head towards the direction of Sung-Sun." She sat back in the booth and looked over at the combat pass hanging from Ichigo's belt. "I don't know what Head-Captain Kyoraku was thinking making you at the center of all of this but...maybe this is how the Soul Society pays it forward?"

Ichigo took the combat pass in his hand and looked at it, remembering what Ginjo had told him. Doubt crept into him. "I'm not sure about that. The Soul Society always has an ulterior motive. This," he held up the pass for a moment, "is a pretty good example." Renji's words were a good reminder that not everyone was happy about this. "Is it wrong of me to suspect there's more going on than they're letting on about?"

Nel continued to give him a supportive smile. She fully understood Ichigo's doubts and wanted to help assuage his fears. "Even if the Head-Captain had ulterior motives, I know for certain that Orihime doesn't. And I certainly don't."

"Nel?"

The Arrancar took her hand and pressed it against Ichigo's chest, feeling the soft beat of his heart. "Ichigo, before anything else, I want you to understand that I am not doing this for political reasons. Nor am I just trying to repay the debt I owe you for saving me in Hueco Mundo. I want you to know, Ichigo, that you are the only man I would ever want to join in marriage with. The choice is either you or nobody else."

Ichigo's heart skipped a beat upon hearing Nel's words. He knew that his friend was no liar, her words coming from the heart. "You mean it?"

"I do. That's why when the Head-Captain made the marriage proposal I offered myself without hesitation. You mean the world to me, Ichigo, after everything we've been through. I don't care about the political ramifications of the marriage. Halibel can handle that. I want to be with you. I want to be your wife." She took hold of his hand and laced their fingers together. "It's alright if you're afraid, Ichigo. Be afraid. Have doubts. I'll be here to help you get through them," she promised.

Ichigo hugged her back, grateful to have her as someone he could lean on. "Thank you, Nel."

"No need to mention it." The couple pulled away. "You look like you need a break. Why don't you and I go see a movie? That'll be just the thing to help take your mind off of things."

"Nel, that's the best idea I've heard in weeks."

Paying the check, the Substitute and his Arrancar bride slid out of the booth and left the restaurant. Walking hand in hand again, they headed down the street. After a comfortable ten minutes of walking, they reached the movie theater. There was no movie that Ichigo had any real urge to see so he simply picked a rom-com that he thought that Nel might like.

Ever the gentleman, Ichigo paid for both of their tickets plus popcorn and drinks for them both. The movie they were going to see had already been out for several weeks so when they entered the theater they found it completely empty which was just fine with them.

Sitting in the middle of the empty theater, the couple quietly watched as the movie got started, the lights darkening until they were in a dark room. As the movie started though, Ichigo found it to be a little on the dull side. He could predict the entire plot after ten minutes and the jokes didn't land. But he appreciated Nel's company and her presence alone helped keep him calm so he put up with it. Turning his head to look at her, he was at least pleased to see that Nel was enjoying herself; he figured she hadn't watched many movies in her life.

Halfway through the movie, however, Nel decided that she wanted to do more than just watch a mediocre movie quietly. Ichigo gave a soft gasp when he felt a hand touch his thigh, slowly inching its way towards his groin. "Nel? What do you think you're doing?" he gasped, looking around embarrassingly before remembering that they were all alone.

Nel leaned closer. In the light coming from the movie on the screen, Ichigo saw the kind, warm look in her eyes replaced by seductive fire. "This movie is kinda dull. But we are alone. You need a stress relief. And I..." Nel's fingers unbuttoned his jeans and her fingers found his zipper. "...have just the thing in mind to help you take your mind off of things."

Ichigo wasn't a fool. He knew exactly what was about to happen and blushed when Nel's hand pulled his manhood out of his pants, her soft fingers wrapping around his shaft and gently stroking him, working his member to its full erect state. Ichigo couldn't help but stiffen up as Nel slid out of her seat, settling between his knees. This was a far cry from the Nel he knew when they'd first met. "N-Nel, are you sure you want to-"

A finger to his lips silenced the Substitute. Nel looked up at him and continued to smile. "I do. I am your bride, Ichigo. I am going to be your wife. I am going to be there to help take the load off your shoulders. This is just me getting a head start. Emphasis on head..."

Once Ichigo's cock was fully erect, Nel lowered her head. Her warm breath hit the sensitive tip of the young man's cock before her lips wrapped around it. "Mmmmh..." Nel hummed at the thick taste of her fiancé, taking him into her awaiting orifice.

The stiffness in Ichigo melted away, the teen sitting back in his seat while the greenette's head bobbed up and down. "N-Nel...that...ohhh..." He quietly moaned as he looked down and watched his bride suck him off, the movie in front of him all but forgotten.

Nel could feel her jaw stretch from her boyfriend's large girth. "Mmmmh!" She looked up at him with her doe-like eyes, clearing loving this just as much as Ichigo was. The tip of Ichigo's cock hit the back of her throat, making the Arrancar relax her gag reflex. Ichigo threw his head back and gasped upon feeling the tightness of Nel's throat surround him, Nel taking his manhood even deeper down her throat.

The sound of the movie was replaced with choked gargles and lewd slurping. Ichigo's hand went to Nel's head, digging his fingers into her soft green hair while she bobbed up and down faster. "Nel...that feels so good...don't stop." His breathing became haggard as the minutes rolled past. Little by little the woman was turning him into nothing but a boneless mass of pleasure.

Feeling the cock in her mouth start to pulse, Nel knew that Ichigo was reaching the end of his rope. She pulled her mouth away from his slickened shaft, licking the tip teasingly with her pink tongue. "Go ahead and cum, Ichigo. Let it all out for me. I want to taste your cum," she purred seductively.

Despite being completely alone in the theater, Ichigo did his best to keep quiet as he felt the pressure surge through his tip. "Nel!" he grunted before he let loose. Nel's lips wrapped around his tip just as white cum erupted from him. The Arrancar's cheeks bulged like a squirrel's full of nuts as hot man seed flooded her orifice.

Nel eagerly swallowed Ichigo's hot spunk, milking her lover's cock for all she could. She was impressed by the amount of cum Ichigo could let out. She figured that he'd still be out of gas after popping Orihime's cherry the day before.

Pulling her mouth away from Ichigo's manhood, Nel swallowed the last of his cum and looked up at him with a smile on her face. "Feel better?"

"Yeah," Ichigo said, smiling down at the greenette.

"Well it's about to get a lot better from here." Standing up until she towered over the sitting Ichigo, the happy greenette turned around. Looking back at Ichigo, Nel gave him a wink while she reached for her jeans. Unbuttoning her tight pants, the alluring Arrancar slowly peeled them down her along with her pink panties, Ichigo coming face to face with Nel's plump ass. The blush on his face grew brighter as he stared at his girlfriend's soft booty, looking up at the door to the theater to make sure that nobody walked in randomly.

"Oh, don't worry about anyone walking in, Ichigo. Nobody's going to come in while we're here. Trust me."

"Wait. How do you know?"

"Trust me," Nel said with a smile.

Meanwhile...

In the hallway outside the theater room that Ichigo and Nel were in, a woman in the company's uniform quietly swept up some spilled popcorn into a dustpan. Humming to herself, the slender, olive-haired woman who'd "borrowed" the uniform peeked into the theater before going back to sweeping the floor.

"Huh, this doesn't seem so bad. Maybe I should get a part-time job here..."

Back to Ichigo and Nel...

Ichigo felt his heart beat faster when Nel lowered her ass down onto his cock. Nel softly teased him by wedging his thick girth between her soft buns, shaking them up and down a few times. Gripping the arms of the theater seat Ichigo was in, Nel lifted her lower half. Looking down at Ichigo's cock, the Arrancar licked her lips before sitting on Ichigo's lap.

Nel's pussy swallowed up Ichigo's cock as she sat down on it. Feeling the wet warmth of his fiancé's pussy surround his manhood, Ichigo sat back in his chair and moaned. Nel took a moment to adjust herself to her boyfriend's thick girth before she started to move, lifting her hips before slamming her pussy back down onto him. Both the Substitute Soul Reaper and the Arrancar started to moan together once Nel found her rhythm.

His arms wrapping around her waist, Ichigo leaned forward, pressing his face against the curtain of green hair in front of him. "Nel..." he moaned.

"Ohhh..." Nel's hands took hold of Ichigo's, guiding them to her breasts. "That's it..." she smiled when his hands cupped her jugs, squeezing them tightly. She leaned back into him, her pussy being bottomed out. Her mind started to fog up a little from feeling him go so deep inside of her. 'Imagine him doing me in the butt...' she couldn't help but think to herself lewdly, her smile stretching wider. 'He'd probably fuck me all the way to my guts.'

Her arms reached behind her to hook around Ichigo's neck. Turning her head, she met Ichigo's lips in a sloppy kiss. "Mmmmmh..." When their lips parted, Nel decided to switch it up a little. Forcing her hips to a stop, the greenette got up and turned around. With her pants still wrapped around her ankles, Nel climbed back onto Ichigo's lap, looking at him directly while sliding back down on his cock. "You feel good," she panted, the movie behind her drowning out the clapping of her glorious ass.

"So do you, Nel." Ichigo's hand grabbed the back of Nel's head and pulled her into a deep kiss. Their tongues lewdly danced, making his head go numb from delight. Grabbing the bottom of her black shirt, Ichigo pulled it up to expose Nel's bra. His thumbs hooked the top of her bra and tugged it down, exposing Nel's hard nipples. Getting the idea of what he wanted, Nel wrapped her arms around his neck and let him suckle her. Ichigo could feel all of his stress melt away while feeling his bride to be ride him, his face buried in her breasts.

"Mmmmh!" Nel bit down on her lower lip, the cock buried inside of her grinding against her G-spot. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" she panted, her hips moving with a mind of their own.

Taking his face out of her tits, Ichigo leaned up and looked into her eyes, their faces inches apart. "I'm gonna cum too," he grunted, the pressure in his loins about to burst.

Cupping his face, Nel gave him a deep kiss as pleasure took hold of her, her body tensing up as pleasure rocked through her core. Ichigo let his mind turn blank when he finally climaxed, cumming inside his bride and filling up her honeypot with a hot creampie.

The movie continued to play in front of them as they remained as they were for a long few minutes, their lips glued together the whole time. Pulling away from Ichigo, the Arrancar lifted herself off of his lap and pulled her pants back up, smiling upon feeling the heat of his seed in her belly. She was on the same pill as Orihime so there would be no bun in the oven but she still enjoyed the sensation. Leaning forward, she planted one more kiss on his lips. "I love you, Ichigo..." she whispered.

"I...I love you too, Nel," Ichigo whispered back.

Smiling lovingly at her fiancé, she held up her hand. "C'mon. Let's get out of here. This movie is over anyway." She gestured to the movie screen which was already showing the credits.

Zipping his pants back up, Ichigo took her hand and let his bride pull him to her feet. The couple walked out of the theater, hand in hand once again and headed back to Ichigo's home. "Wanna stop at the park?" Nel suddenly asked. Ichigo nodded in agreement and they headed back towards Karakura Park.

Sung-Sun and Apacci were no longer on the bench, leaving it vacant for them to sit on. As they took a seat, Ichigo couldn't help but notice Nel kept checking the watch on her wrist. "Is something wrong, Nel?"

"Oh, I'm alright, Ichigo. A little sore," she chuckled, patting her belly. "But I'm okay."

"Alright. But you keep checking your watch. Do you have somewhere you need to be?"

Nel's face betrayed her nervousness. "No, I don't need to be anywhere, Ichigo. But...you do."

Ichigo stared at her confused before she pointed a finger behind him. He got up off the bench and turned around and watched when a Garganta started to open up in the middle of the park. "What the? Nel, what's going-"

The greenette lightly booped him on the forehead, knocking him backwards and into the Garganta. Ichigo spun around as he struggled to regain his footing...and landed face first into the breasts of Tier Halibel. "My, my, my husband to be is more forward than I thought," Halibel said in amusement.

Finding his footing, Ichigo took his face out of Halibel's jugs, her breasts equally as big as Nel's, and gasped in surprise. "Halibel? What are you doing here? And why..." His cheeks turned pink when he got a better look at his Arrancar bride. "Why are you in your released state?"

Standing before the Substitute in her Resureccion form, Halibel crossed her arms. "I decided that before you take my hand in marriage, you need to prove yourself."

"Prove myself?"

"Yes. Prove yourself that you can be a king. And more importantly, prove that you're strong enough to be my husband."

The Garganta closed around them, leaving Nel in the park all alone. "I hope she doesn't hurt him too badly..." she mumbled to herself before heading back to Kisuke's shop in need of a change of underwear. "Oh well. It's Ichigo. He should be fine...maybe..."

To be continued...

Omake

Fight Night Preparations

Urahara Shop

Sung-Sun walked out of the shop and was confused when she saw her fellow Fraccions, Apacci and Mila Rose, sitting behind a shoddily crafted stall selling something to several Arrancars and Soul Reapers. "What in the world are you two doing?!" she demanded.

Apacci grinned as she turned to Ichigo's bride. "We're selling tickets to the big fight between Master Halibel and Ichigo. What's it look like?"

"It looks like Master Halibel is going to be irate with the both of you! The duel between Master Halibel and Ichigo is supposed to be secret! Just between them! Why would you-"

The serpentine Arrancar was cut off when a loud beeping started going off. The two Arrancars behind the stall stared with jaws gaping when a dump truck started to back its way towards them. They both prepared to jump out of the way but it stopped several feet from their stall. The door to the back of the dump truck opened up and the trailer started to raise. Sung-Sun watched in utter bafflement when her sisters became enveloped in an avalanche of money.

The door to the dump truck's cab opened up and Yushiro Shihoin stepped out. "Give me a ticket that's front row! I wanna see Ichigo Kurosaki get his ass kicked!" Evidently Yoruichi's little brother had not completely gotten over her sister's future husband being married to eleven other women...

Apacci and Mila Rose's heads poked out of the massive pile of money and they greedily started to count the seemingly endless pile of bills. Sung-Sun could do nothing but shake her head and walk away. "Those two are so shameful. And they wonder why I'm more wife material then they are..."

END