DorothyLovesAnime
Please Love Me Chapter 12

Ichigo sat up in his bed, as he kept rereading the list, that Szayela give him, with a heavy sigh he finally place it down, next to his half-eaten bowl of rice. He place his hands on his round belly, with a small smile.

A wave of nausea, came over him, immediately he throw his hand over mouth, while pulling away the covers, before rushing to the collapse onto his knees in front of the toilet, before spewing out the contents of his stomach, leaving a bitter taste in his mouth, as well as a tingling sensation in the back of his throat.

A soft gentle hand, moved it's way through his soft orange hair, lovely, as it move some out of his face.

Ichigo smiled, as he rubbed his belly, leaning into the welcoming warmth, as the hand move it's way, slowly, to his forehead.

They both sat down on the floor, in each other's embrace for a while, before Ulquiorra finally broke the silence," Lord Aizen-sama has order me to go a mission,"

Ichigo look up, " Why. Why Now!" he asked.

Ulquiorra look down at him, his gaze soften," Lord Aizen, has order me not to tell you. I will be gone for while,"

Ichigo shook his head, folding his arms over his chest, as he frown," I don't care what that bastard told you. I love you, your my husband. He has no right to step in between us,"

Ulquiorra sigh," Ichigo..,"

" No," Ichigo shouted, as he slowly stood up, and move his way to the door," Who the hell dose that bastard think he is. I'm going to give him a-,"

Ulquiorra reach up, and take ichigo's hand in his, and gently pull him back to him, as he stood up," Ichigo," he repeated, Ichigo look at him.

" I love you. You the only person, who has taught me how to love. I would never do anything to harm you, or our unborn child," he speak calmly, as he cupped his lover's face, before leaning, kissing him," I won't be gone long,"

Ichigo stare into Ulquiorra green eyes, as he sigh deeply," I understand. I love you,"

Ichigo throw his arms around Ulquiorra, kissing him.

Fear, sadness, and anxiety, lurked in the back of his mind, and the depths of his heath. He didn't want Ulquiorra to go. He fear that something bad will happened, to his husband, him, or their unborn child.

He closed his eyes, as he rested his head on Ulquiorra chest. No that won't happen. He wound died before anyone lays a hand on him, or his child.

He needed to remain strong, and hold his head high, for Ulquiorra sakes.