A.N.: This story was commissioned by Anonymous. And kudos to the people who go the John Cena destroying Austin Theory reference, I honestly didn't think anyone would get that.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach.
Warning: Lemon!

12 Brides and a Strawberry
Chapter 20

Two days later…

Soul Society

Behind the barracks of Squad Ten, Toshiro and his men had turned the back area into a beautiful flower garden to host their beloved lieutenant's wedding. As soon as Toshiro gave the word, the guests of honor began to arrive from the World of the Living. Ichigo's brides, Uryu, Chad, Isshin and Kisuke were all in their best outfits and took their seats at the front. The captains and lieutenants arrived and sat behind them. Sitting in a small section away from everyone were the Quincies. Everyone was on edge when they all showed up, but the three Quincy brides, Askin, Bazz-B, Liltotto and Giselle, simply sat quietly while waiting for the festivities to start.

Nobody was happy to see them and Ikkaku and Yumichika were both incensed to see Giselle after everything she put their men through, but they held their tongues at the demand of Kenpachi. Everyone understood that their presence was meant to be an olive branch to the Quincy, especially since they were personally invited by both Toshiro and Rangiku.

Sitting in between Yoruichi and Uryu, Orihime glanced behind her and noticed the assembled captains and lieutenants. However, there was one notable exception. She nudged Yoruichi with an arm. "Um…Yoruichi?" she murmured quietly. "If it's alright to ask…what happened to Renji?"

Glancing over at the lone Byakuya, who was sitting quietly next to Head-Captain Kyoraku, Yoruichi turned back to Orihime. "I talked to Mashiro who contacted Kensei after Ichigo whopped Renji's ass. Renji is currently under house arrest."

"House arrest?"

"Mhm. He's being treated at Squad Four but is not allowed to leave. Right now he's got armed guards keeping an eye on him so he doesn't do anything stupid again. Byakuya will decide his punishment later."

"Um…maybe I could swing by later and heal Renji's arm?" she offered. She understood that Renji deserved the beating her husband gave him, but the healer in her didn't want the man to become permanently one-armed.

Shaking her head, Yoruichi sat back in her chair and stared forward towards the altar. "No, Orihime. We all have to face the consequences of our actions. If Ichigo didn't rip him apart, I certainly would have, to say nothing of what Bambi and Nel would have done to him. And Byakuya will stop you from even going near him. I have no doubt that he specifically ordered his men not to let you into his room. Besides, Kisuke's keeping Renji's arm preserved. If and when Byakuya will let him hand it over, Isane can surgically reattach it."

"I see…"

Ichigo's second wife gave his first a reassuring smile, patting her shoulder. "Don't worry. The matter has been settled. Let's put it out of our minds, shall we? Besides, this is Rangiku's special day."

"You're right. We should be supportive of Ichigo and Rangiku."

"Speaking of which, where is the lucky groom?"

Meanwhile…
Squad Ten Barracks

Ichigo had been given a room to prepare himself, his father standing in front of him and making sure his suit was on straight. Rangiku had decided to have a western-style wedding instead of a traditional Japanese one like Yoruichi had; mostly because she had been in love with the wedding dress Uryu made for her and didn't want to not use it.

"Damn." Dressed in his own suit, Isshin readjusted his son's collar for the umpteenth time. "Can't get this to stay up. Ought to call Orihime in here to Reject it from falling over."

"It'll be fine, Dad."

His father scratched the back of his head. "Wow, never realized one day my old lieutenant was going to marry my son." He chuckled to himself before turning back to his boy. "Don't worry, Ichigo. I know you'll be a good man to her."

"Thanks, Dad. Isn't it time already to get this started? It's getting hot in here," Ichigo said, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Isshin nodded. "I'll go see if everyone's ready. Hopefully Rangiku won't be her usual self and show up late to her own wedding. Be right back."

Ichigo sat down as his father left the room. He wasn't left alone for long when the door opened. It wasn't his father, however, but Toshiro. "The ceremony will start in a few minutes. Rangiku is finishing up getting into her dress."

"Okay. Thanks, Toshiro."

For a moment, Ichigo expected the young captain to leave but Toshiro remained where he was. Looking at the Substitute, Toshiro sighed and bowed his head. "Before the wedding gets underway, I wanted to take a moment to apologize, Ichigo."

"Apologize? For what? You've done nothing."

"But I should have." Toshiro stood back up straight and explained himself. "When Kyoraku explained the backdoor deal he made with Kisuke and your father, I should have been more vocal about how opposed I was against the marriage proposal."

"Against it? Because of Rangiku?"

Toshiro shook his head. "No, Rangiku is her own woman and has the right to her own happiness. As are you. After all you've done for us, the last thing we should have done is drag you into our own politics without your consent. I know that for a lot of men, being married to twelve beautiful women is a dream." He gave Ichigo an understanding smile. "And I'm aware you have strong relationships with just about all of your brides and in other circumstances you could have been engaged to them of your own accord. But it should have been your decision, not something forced upon you. For what it's worth, I'm sorry for now speaking harder on your behalf but you have my word, if you need anything, you have my support and my squad's support."

Ichigo gave Toshiro a smile and nodded at the short captain. "Thanks, Toshiro."

Since he'd said his peace, Toshiro turned around and walked away, opening the door. Standing in the doorway, Toshiro turned his head. "Ichigo." His tone was more serious than a minute ago. "I understand the situation you're in. Yet even know you didn't have any say in this, I know you'll be a good husband to Rangiku." He turned his head just enough to let Ichigo see a hard glint in his emerald eyes. "But don't you dare hurt her. If you ever make her cry, you can count on me showing up on your doorstep. And don't believe I'll go down as easily as Renji…"

Leaving the threat hanging, Toshiro walked away. Ichigo watched him leave before glancing up at the clock, waiting for the wedding to get started before wondering why Toshiro, the ice captain, never bothered installing an AC unit in the hot room…

Thirty minutes later…

The sweaty Ichigo was standing at the altar, grateful for the breeze that cooled him. He looked out at the guests and was glad that nobody had tried to kill the Quincies so far; he understood full well that Renji's attitude wasn't isolated to just him.

Thinking about the angry lieutenant made Ichigo's gut twist. Like Orihime, he had asked about Renji's condition and learned about Byakuya putting him under house arrest. It saddened Ichigo that he had to do that to Renji but even his father had reassured him that Renji deserved the thrashing he'd physically and verbally received. What made Ichigo feel worse was Rukia, who had not said much to him afterwards; he had no idea just what to say to her at all. After all, Ichigo had maimed and came very close to killing the man she once loved.

However, when the bride arrived at last, all thoughts of guilt and sadness crowding Ichigo's mind vanished like a puff of air. The strawberry blonde's beauty utterly captivated the young man. Rangiku was a beautiful woman; of that, nobody could ever dispute. But on this day, a goddess of beauty dressed in white enchanted all she passed by as she made her way to her future husband.

Uryu felt a bit of pride at the awestruck stares caused by the dress he made. Rangiku was adorned in a gorgeous white dress that flared outward, the sequins stitched into it glittering like jewels in the sunlight. The dress let her shoulders breathe in the cool air, her bust tightly constrained by it. Long white sleeves flowed tightly down her arms while she held a bouquet of white roses in her hands. Yet for all the effort that Uryu had put in to her dress, what caught Ichigo's attention the most was her face. The lieutenant had an expression of utter bliss as Toshiro walked her down the aisle, her blue eyes staring lovingly at Ichigo from behind her white veil as they approached.

Reaching the altar, Toshiro took Rangiku's hand and guided it to Ichigo, giving him a nod as he took it before stepped back and took his place beside Isshin as the preacher began the ceremony.

The marriage ceremony had begun to feel routine to Ichigo, but he did his best not to look too bored for Rangiku's sake. Looking at his bride, he smiled lovingly at her while staring deeply into the woman's light blue eyes.

In the crowd, the assembled lieutenants, minus Renji, all smiled as they watched the two at the altar. "Aww! It's like they're in their own little world…" said Momo with a smile on her face. To see Rangiku so happy, especially after the loss of Gin, warmed her heart.

However, not every lieutenant was feeling the love. Izuru looked beside him and saw Shuhei fidgeting in his seat, his face a cocktail of anguish and anger at seeing the woman he was crushing on being married to another man. Izuru narrowed his eyes as he stared at his friend; it was bad enough for Renji to try and throw a wrench into the marriage deal but the last thing they needed was for Shuhei to raise an objection.

Since news of Rangiku's being married off to Ichigo spread amongst the court guard squads, Shuhei had been trying to console his loss with the bottle. However, rather than risk Shuhei embarrassing everyone by showing up drunk, Kensei had ordered his scrappy lieutenant to remain sober for the past week, forbidding him from drinking a drop of alcohol until the wedding was over.

When the priest asked the crowd, "If any among us would object to this holy matrimony, speak now or forever hold your piece," Izuru clamped his hand firmly down onto Shuhei's knee to keep him in place, sensing that the crow-haired man might actually get up and object. "She chose this. If you truly care, Shuhei, respect that," he said with the same dour expression he gave to Renji during their little intervention. "Nobody's asking you to like it. Just respect her choice."

"Hmph! I'm fine, Izuru," said Shuhei, turning his head away from the blond man, only to look at Momo's knowing look. "I'm fine, Momo…"

"Then why does it look like you're about to challenge Ichigo right now?"

Once again, Shuhei scoffed. "Please, I'd rather keep my arms, thank you…" Their discussion was ended when Kensei, sitting in front of them, turning around and gave his lieutenant a scathing look, a clear indicator for him to shut up and watch.

"Hmph!"

Back at the altar, Ichigo and Rangiku had finished saying their vows. The priest closed his book and bowed at the two. "Rings?"

Reaching into his pocket, Ichigo revealed Rangiku's wedding ring and slipped it onto her finger; a beautiful silver band with an equally beautiful sapphire embedded on top. Rolling up his sleeve, Ichigo offered his arm to his bride who held up her finger, the tip glowing with spirit energy.

Above Yoruichi's purple tattoo, Rangiku engraved her own band onto her fiancé's skin, a white ring that encircled his arm to signify his bond to her.

"Then by the powers invested in me, you may kiss the bride."

Lifting her veil, Ichigo closed the gap between them and pressed his lips to kiss his fourth wife. The audience cheer and clapped, Toshiro trying his hardest not to let anyone see him tear up from such a joyful moment. Like Momo, Toshiro had feared that after losing Gin Rangiku would never be able to find happiness. To see her getting married and so full of joy made his icy heart melt a little.

Everyone smiled and cheered as Ichigo led his wife down the aisle, everyone getting up to go to the wedding reception in the World of the Living. Walking over to Kisuke, who was standing next to the Quincies, Yoruichi nudged his arm. "So I saw you talking to Rangiku back when we were setting up the reception before Renji showed his ass. May I ask what was she asking you for?"

"Oh that?" Kisuke raised an eyebrow suggestively. "You know of, uh, what Rangiku wanted from Ichigo?"

"Ah. Gotcha. I assume you've whipped up something that might help them along?"

"But of course. Rangiku was even willing to pay me for it. I turned down her money, of course. Considering everything she's gone through, she deserves to know the joy of motherhood."

"That's generous of you. Well, I'm willing to bet that they're not going to stick around the reception long before they go to make some magic. In the meantime, you'd better get to work."

"Work? On what?"

Yoruichi turned her head and smirked. "Cribs."

"Cribs? As in plural?"

Chuckling, Yoruichi looked over at the rest of the girls. "I'm sure once the others see Rangiku have a child, they'll also want some kids…"

"Heh, I'd better get cracking then. After I get some wedding cake, of course…"

Later that night…
Ichigo's Honeymoon Cabin

Yoruichi had been right. Ichigo and Rangiku hadn't stuck around their reception long before heading the cabin to have some much desired alone time. The weather was perfect for the newlyweds, spending the start of their honeymoon outdoors on the beach, having fun on their first day as a married couple after shedding their wedding outfits.

And once night had fallen…

The stars shined brightly overhead as Ichigo and his strawberry blonde wife laid on a towel, snuggling together, a cooler full of drinks lying beside them. The pair had shed their swimsuits and bared it all to the sky above. Rangiku stretching her arm out over her husband's chest while laying her head on his shoulder. Ichigo's arm wrapped around her curvy waist and he held her close, her warm body feeling so pleasant as the night breeze washed over him.

Laying there in silence, Ichigo and Rangiku let the sea breeze wash over them. Trailing his hand down her soft back, Ichigo squeezed Rangiku's ass, making her giggle. "You know, so many men always focus on my tits. It's funny that you pay so much attention to my ass."

"I don't want you to think that I only care about one part of you…well, two," he said with a chuckle, reaching with his free hand to cup her breast.

"Aww! You know, somehow I knew when we first met I'd bag such a sweetie."

"Even when I told you to get out of my room and you tried to show me your tits?"

"Especially then."

The newlyweds laughed for a moment before Ichigo pulled her in for a soft, sweet kiss. Rangiku touched his cheek as she deepened it, slipping her tongue into her husband's mouth. With the stars sparkling above them and the moon shining down on the two, the couple began to heat things up on the cool beach.

Wrapping his arms around his wife, Ichigo rolled over to push the buxom lieutenant down onto her back. Lying on top of her, Ichigo smiled down at the strawberry blonde. Rangiku softly moaned as Ichigo explored her luscious body with his lips and his hands.

Rangiku's body became a temple for Ichigo to worship. His warm touch sent shivers down her spine while he kissed his way down her front, running his hands up and down her sides before cupping those massive melons. Pushing her breasts together, Ichigo ran his tongue along her smooth skin before wrapping his lips around her right titty. Biting her lip, Rangiku rubbed her legs together while Ichigo indulged in her breasts, her honeypot already growing moist. She ran her hands down her husband's back, gently raking her nails across his skin to entice him to keep going. Her breath hitched when one of his hands dipped down below her waist, touching her pink folds.

Not wanting to be so docile, Rangiku sat up and wrapped her arms around Ichigo's shoulders, giving him another deep, sloppy kiss before she pushing him onto his back. Climbing on top of him, Rangiku smirked as she settled on his toned abs, her soft skin radiating in the moonlight. Turning around, Rangiku shifted her hips and lowered herself down onto Ichigo's face, lying on top of him while wedging his cock between her pillowy breasts. Her new husband's hands groped her soft buns as his tongue lapped at her wet pussy. "Oooh! I see all those honeymoons you spent with the others really turned you into quite the lover," she purred before paying attention to the meatrod between her tits. Wrapping her lips around his large, bulbous head, Ichigo's fourth wife bobbed her head up and down. The heavy taste of Ichigo's sweaty cock was heavy on Rangiku's tongue yet it only turned her on.

Laying on the towel, the couple got each other off 69-style. After already spending the night together after Ichigo and Orihime found out the truth of Rangiku's condition, both husband and wife were more than familiar with each other to know how to rev the other's engine. Rangiku's soft hand cupped her husband's balls while Ichigo's tongue flicked at her clit. Ichigo's finger teased her as it circled her asshole. His wife responded by licking his sensitive slit with her hot tongue, letting her get a good taste of his pre-cum.

Both were close to orgasm but Rangiku stopped herself and pulled her mouth away before lifting her lower half off of Ichigo's face, much to his disappointment. "Don't worry, Ichigo. You'll get to cum, but not in my mouth." She sat up on her knees beside him and patted her belly. "It's gotta all go in here, remember?"

"We've got the next few days," Ichigo pointed out.

But Rangiku wanted to get the baby-making started right away. "Oh, you'll be spending those next few days well stuffing me like a turkey. But first…you wanna drink?" She reached over and popped open the cooler. She pulled out two conspicuous bottles, one blue and one pink. "I asked Kisuke to make us these."

Remembering his honeymoon with Yoruichi and her oils, Ichigo sat up and eyed the bottle dubiously; his sense of caution only grew when he saw the cartoony face on the side. "What's this?"

Unscrewing the cap off her bottle, Rangiku held up the pink drink, an equally pink mist spilling out of the cold beverage. "This is Kisuke's most powerful fertility potion. What he made for you was an equally powerful virility potion. I wanted to make sure, is all."

Taking off the cap to his blue bottle, Ichigo held up his drink and clinked it against Rangiku's. "Cheers." Ichigo put the bottle to his lips and drank it down. Kisuke's concoction was both sweet and a little fizzy as it went down his throat. Both lovers drank their potions to the last drop.

"Whew!" Rangiku chuckled as she tossed the empty bottle away. "That was refreshing! I feel all tingly now," she added, her hand going to her womb which seemed to ignite with heat.

Tossing his own bottle away, Ichigo too felt his body tingle as the virility potion worked through his system. "Now then, where were we?" The Substitute pulled his woman into his arms again and kissed her, running a hand soothingly through her hair as he laid her down onto the ground. Rangiku spread her legs as Ichigo rubbed the tip of his cock against her entrance. "Ready?"

"I've been ready since before I had to squeeze myself into that tight dress," said Rangiku with a cheeky smirk. "Make me a mommy, Ichigo."

Ichigo pushed into her, making the lieutenant arch her back and moan. Her womanhood, dripping with arousal, stretched wide around his invading girth. She'd almost forgotten just how big he felt from the last time they made the beast with two backs. Almost.

"Ngh!" Rangiku's breath was taken away as Ichigo began to move. The woman's long arms wrapped around his shoulders as he drove his cock deep into her. "Mmmh! Nghh! Ah!" went the woman with every slide of Ichigo's manhood. "Fuck!" Panting hard into Ichigo's face, the woman grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into a sloppy kiss. "Mmmmh!"

Taking the kiss as a sign to go faster, Ichigo began to speed up. His hips moved with greater force, making those massive melons bounce with every thrust. For Rangiku, this was even better than when they had the threesome with Orihime. As much as Rangiku loved the girl like a sister, to have Ichigo all to herself and be the only woman for him to focus on made her heart beat faster.

The tidal surf was drowned out by the sound of the newlyweds. Rangiku's thoughts were purged out of her brain by the slamming of Ichigo's cock, her G-spot constantly being rubbed. Tears began to sting the edges of her eyes as the pleasure began to overwhelm her. She felt like a coil on the verge of snapping. Already sensitive from Ichigo's expert licking, the woman turned her head and let the beach hear her moan of ecstasy. "Ah! Ah! Ichigo! I'm cumming! Ohh!"

Rangiku's pussy clenched around his thick girth, choking his cock with her hot walls while her juices splashed around his hips and balls. But even with his wife in the throes of climax Ichigo didn't stop thrusting. He pressed himself against Rangiku, sandwiching her between him and the ground in a tight mating press. His hands slipped into Rangiku's and squeezed, lacing their fingers together.

Grunting hard, Ichigo moved faster. His balls tightened as he reached the end of his rope after what felt like forever. "R-Rangiku…I'm…"

Rangiku looked up at her husband with eyes filled with lust and need. "Inside! Do it inside!" To make extra sure, her legs wrapped around his waist, driving her heels into the small of his back and locking him in place to ensure he didn't try to pull out; not that Ichigo had any plan to.

Ichigo crashed his lips into hers in one last sloppy kiss, letting his fourth wife swallow his moan of release as he blew his load. Rangiku's pussy melted from the heat of Ichigo's cum, the Substitute filling her to the brim. Because of Kisuke's potion, the amount of spunk Ichigo produced was increased, making her feel like her womb was going to burst as it was filled with so much cum. "Mmmmmh!" moaned the lovers, cum trickling out of Rangiku's womanhood.

Pulling out of his wife, Ichigo laid down beside her and pulled the busty woman close, her breasts pushing against his hard chest. Caressing her cheek, Ichigo smiled lovingly at her. "I love you, Rangiku."

"And I love you, Ichigo." Rangiku snuggled with her husband, their steaming hot bodies cooled down by cool sea breeze.

After a few minutes to basking in the afterglow, Ichigo spoke, "Should we come up with names now or later?"

"We'll have plenty of time for that when we get home. For right now, I just want to enjoy the moment."

Nodding, Ichigo gave her another kiss before getting up. Picking up his wife, Ichigo carried her bridal style into the sea cottage, where they'd continue their baby-making long into the night….

To be continued…

Omake

That Damn Cat!

Urahara Shop

Yoruichi trotted down the street in her black cat form, happily humming to herself. She reached Kisuke's front porch and tapped the glass with her paw to try and get Tessai and Kisuke's attention. After a moment, she tried again. "Huh, must be busy working on something. Hope he's not trying to bring anyone else back to life…another Quincy might piss off the other Soul Reapers…"

As she waited there in front of a door, from the alley behind her emerged a white tomcat. Upon seeing the black beauty, the cat walked up to Yoruichi and began to get real friendly with her. "Hey! Shoo!" insisted Yoruichi, bobbing the cat in the face with her paw. "Get lost!"

But the tomcat wasn't going to give up and began rubbing his face against her side, making her irritated. "Don't try to mark me! I am not that kind of kitty cat!" Yoruichi hissed and swiped her claws at the white feline, who hissed in response to the rejection.

Just as the two were on the verge of pouncing, the door opened and Kisuke stepped out. "Oh hey, Yoruichi. Who's your friend?"

"He's not my-HEY!" Yoruichi shouted when the cat tried to mount her from behind. "NO MEANS NO!"

Kisuke merely looked down at his old friend and smiled devilishly. "Aww! Yoruichi, how could you? Only married a few weeks and already you're with another tomcat! Ichigo is going to be devastated when I tell him!" he said with a cheeky smirk.

Ururu and Tessai both stepped out of the living room and into the shop's interior just in time to see the black cat pounce onto Kisuke to maul his face…

END