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Wedding Night Mishap	By : picabone99 Category: Bleach > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 4778 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Wedding Night Mishap
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-5a
- 7-6
- 8-7
- 9-7a
- 10-8
- 11-9
- 12-10
- 13-11
- 14-12
- 15-13
- 16-13a
- 17-14
- 18-15
- 19-16
- 20-17
- 21-17a
- 22-epilogue
- 23-1st bonus
- 24-promised bonus
- 19
- 20
- 21
Ichigo, sleeping at a reclined angle due to the many pillows supporting his back, awoke with a gasp, startlng Byakuya who had his hand on Ichigo's shoulder, gently shaking him, in an attempt to wake the heavily pregnant Visored from the short nap that had been budgetted into this time slot.
"Whatever is the matter, Ichigo? Is it the cubs?"
Ichigo turned a sleep dazed face in the direction of Byakuya's voice and tried to shake of the effects of the nap he had just taken. He had found, much to his displeasure, that as the pregnancy progressed over the months since his Alphas had become the rulers of Los Noches, his chances of getting a full night of sleep became non-existent. Between the horrific heartburn that would attack him whenever he was horizontal too long, to the increasing movements of the babies, until they became to crowded to move around that much, to the unbelievably short time his bladder would let him exist outside of the bathroom, Ichigo was lucky to grab four hours of slumber before waking up and having to move around. And that had become increasingly difficult as well. When he had visited Unohana for his 26-week check-up, she informed him, after measuring him, that he was the size of a full term, single pregnancy and he still had 11 weeks to go until he would be considered full term, since full term for multiples was 37 weeks. Now, at 35 weeks, he was enormous.
"Hmm? Oh, no. It's not the cubs," Ichigo finally answered an increasingly panicking Byakuya. "Just one of those insanely vivid dreams I've been having lately. I know Unohana told me to expect them, but still...in this one I was as tall as Godzilla and still pregnant, and was destroying downtown Karakura town. You and Starrk were in my dream, too, as well as the ladies of the Women's Association. You and Starrk were generals in the army and were trying to calm me down from my rampage by driving a flatbed truck loaded with a giant bowl of Haagen-Dazs before me. And the ladies were all standing on top of various buildings, taking pictures or filming me, while they all cooed about how cute it was when I waddled foward to destroy another building."
Byakuya couldn't halt the small chuckle that escaped him upon hearing that last comment. The ladies, led by his sister, were overjoyed at Ichigo's pregnancy and the male frequently found himself on the cover of their publication, especially as his girth increased. Sensing Ichigo's glare, Byakuya quickly halted his laughter and instead schooled his features to a more serious expression.
"I don't believe it, you know," Ichigo commented on Byakuya's changed expression. "Now help me up. I need to use the facilities again. And after that, I suppose it's time for me to be getting dressed again in my formal robes. Am I correct?"
Byakuya nodded as he assisted Ichigo in leaving the bed. Scowling, Ichigo slowly shuffled his way down the hallway.
"The meal with your famly was alright, I guess. But I'm still extremely ticked about the rest of the nightmare festivities planned. And since this is all your fault, you can lay out my robes and assist me back into them," Ichigo called back over his shoulder as he headed out of sight.
Byakuya sighed at the comment from his mate. He knew why Ichigo said that, and it was indeed his fault.
~~~Flashback~~~
Byakuya was meeting with his distant cousin for tea, something the two of them had been doing for many, many years now. Ever since they were children in fact. It had happened from time to time that events interferred with their meetings and they were unable to see one another for large periods of time, but as soon as external events were dealt with, they would compare schedules and meet up again. This time the fault for missing their monthly tea was entirely on Byakuya. Rukia's wedding had called for a great deal of his attention, then the mating with Ichigo and Starrk, followed by the revelation of Ichigo's pregnancy, that was then proceeded by the last mission to Los Noches where he and Starrk over came the King's challenge and were declared the rulers of Hueco Mundo. As soon as they were healed, Starrk had had to set up a court, complete with all the necessary positions, and Byakuya found that the skills he had acquirred as the Kuchiki Clan Head were invaluable to his increasingly stressed out mate and friend. By the time everything was dealt with, Ichigo was far enough along in his pregnancy that the three of them agreed to move back to the Kuchiki clan estate to be closer to greater numbers of healers. It was only when Ichigo was approaching his 32nd week that Byakuya was finally able to contact his cousin and arrange to meet for tea.
A few days later found Byakuya entering a very exclusive tea house that had catered to many generations of nobility. It was a favorite place for the two of them to meet up with each other if they choose not to meet up at their respective homes. Byakuya looked briefly over the room until the hostess arrived to distract him.
"How may I be of service to you today, Kuchiki-sama?"
"I have the garden room reserved today. Please show me there. My cousin will be joining me shortly if he has not already arrived."
"Of course. Please, come this way," she said with a graceful wave of her hand off to the right.
Nodding his head in acknowledgement, Byakuya followed after her as she led the way through the building's confines. They did not halt when the interior hallway gave way to a roofed over exterior walkway, but continued on until the walkway twisted its way through a delicate garden and led them to a pavillion on a small rise.
The hostess stepped out of the way and bowed to the Kuchiki noble as he walked past her. Byakuya paused in the doorway and turned around, watching the hostess return along the pathway. Standing in the doorway, Byakuya took a moment to enjoy the sights and sounds of the garden surrounding him before entering the rest of the way into the pavillion. He had just finished settling himself before the low table when his cousin entered the room.
"Akihiro, it is a great pleasure to meet up with you again," Byakuya said, looking up at his cousin. "I have missed our monthly chats."
"Byakuya! It is good to see you again as well. I hope you do not mind, but I placed an order for our tea on the way in. I just asked for everything to be brought out here to us and said that we would serve ourselves. I did not wish for a server this time."
"That is quite acceptable with me today. I would rather not have someone else listen in as we catch up. After all, I may have seen you at Rukia's wedding, but we have not met up privately for some time before that due to the amount of work involved with it."
Akihiro settled himself down opposite Byakuya just as the tea arrived. The two noble cousins waited patiently until the server had set everything up, poured out the first cups of tea, and left before continuing to chat to each other, catching up on everything that had occured over the months since they had last spoken. It wasn't until they were on the last cup of tea that Akihiro asked about something that hadn't occured to Bykuya.
"I know that the little, powerful Visored that has all the noble's drooling and plotting on how to get him into their houses is expecting to birth your heir, but why didn't you have a large wedding ceremony instead of the small, private thing you obviously had. I know you haven't been around to deal with it, but the elders are seriously put out that there was no large celebration of you bringing the hero of the Winter War into the Kuchiki clan. They were all wanting to flaunt the little thing."
Byakuya choked on his tea and his face drained of what little color he had as his cousin spoke. Making eye contract with Akihiro, Byakuya placed his cup on the table with a trembling hand. Ignoring Akihiro's questioning, Byakuya concentrated on breathing until he was able to calm down, only then did he break his silence.
"We are not married yet. I had brought it up before we were sent on the mission and we were going to discuss it more once we came back, but the mission evolved and suddenly, Starrk, Lilynette, and I were fighting for the right to have Starrk be crowned King of Los Noches. After that, we were so caught up in healing and setting up a functioning court that it somehow managed to slip my mind."
Akihrio looked at Byakuya in amazement.
"Well...now what are you going to do? The elders won't accept the child as your heir unless he or she is legitimate."
Byakuya grimaced, but responded anyway.
"I shall arrange a wedding immediately, of course. It is the only option. Look for your invitation in the next few days and keep your calender open for three weeks from now," Byakuya stood. "Now, if you would be so good as to excuse me, I have suddenly pressing business to attend to."
~~~End Flashback~~~
That little get together led to an all night discussion with his mates and many frantic, haste driven weeks for the entire staff of the mansion. But it all cumulated in this day, three weeks to the day after the fateful tea date. Starrk, Byakuya, and Ichigo were going to be officially wedded before their family and friends in just a few hours. Which was the reason for Ichigo's grumpiness. He had to take part in a full, noble ceremony while being 35 weeks pregnant. Ichigo hadn't stopped taking out his displeasure on Byakuya since being informed his cubs would be considered illegitimate in the eyes of the clan without the wedding, which was the only argument that convinced the Beta to have the ceremony before the birth. Byakuya did what he could to alleviate Ichigo's temper: providing rare or out of season fruits, several new silk kimonos, extravagant bouquets of flowers. He had even taken Starrk's tastes into account with his gift giving and provided Ichigo with an outfit similar to what he was attired in at the completion of the challenges; the silk skirt was dyed a deep saphire blue and Byakuya had the jewels designed to match.
Starrk was more and more insistant as the pregnancy progressed that Ichigo be attired in such skirts and jeweled trinkets. Ichigo found that it was easier to just wear what Starrk wanted then it was to argue, and as he became larger, Ichigo also discovered that wearing the skirts was much more comfortable on him. Any time Ichigo had to wear something on his upper body, it just felt far too confining as well as rubbing against skin that was almost always irritated and sensitive because it was so overstretched. The choice of clothing was a part of Ichigo's gripes about the wedding, since he would have to wear several layers of silk kimonos for an extended period of time.
Byakuya sighed as he went to the dressing room to await Ichigo's return. He truly wished, as he focused on the black and red swirling mark surrounding his finger, that the mate marks constituted proof of legitimancy in his clan.
Ichigo didn't make Byakuya stand alone in the room for that long before he entered. He immediately moved to be next to the stand that was holding his wedding kimono and waited as Byakuya carefully helped him into the many layers. Fortunately, since it took hours to do that morning, Ichigo's hair did not need to be redone as he had slept well propped up and didn't move around during his nap. Ichigo had absolutely put his foot down on wearing any make-up, so once the kimonos were on him, Byakuya and Ichigo were able to leave the rooms. As the two of them made their way through the main corridors of the Kuchiki mansion, Ichigo finally woke up enough to notice that Starrk was missing.
"Byakuya, where's Starrk? I thought that the two of you agreed that, when I would need to rest, you would both stay together. Whether it was to deal with guests or just to come retreive me."
Byakuya faltered in his smooth, gliding walk for just the merest fraction of a moment, but it was more than enough to catch Ichigo's attention.
"What is it? What happened?" Ichigo asked, panicking slightly and rubbing his hand over his extremely large, shelf-like stomach. He had noticed earlier that morning some discomfort and slight twinging in the straining muscles of his abdomin and had been having some success in easing the discomfort with brisk rubbing over the affected area.
Byakuya, looking slightly put upon, answered without making eye contact with Ichigo.
"Starrk is doing quite well, so please do not fret over him. It is just that some of the guests that were invited arrived early and he is playing host while I came up to awaken you."
Ichigo looked relieved and they continued on their way until they finally made their way into the great hall. Ichigo, who was concentrating on the odd tightening of his abdominal muscles and trying to keep his balance with his center of balance way off of what it used to be, was paying no attention to the large room or anyone that might have happened to be in it until...
"ICHIGO! MY MOST PRECIOUS AND DARLING BABY BOY! YOU HAVE MADE ME SO HAPPY TODAY! MY DARLING MASAKI, YOU WOULD BE SO PROUD OF THE BLUSHING BRIDE THAT IS YOUR SON! HE IS SO RADIANT ON HIS SPECIAL DAY AS HIS FERTILE BODY NURISHES THE NEW LIFE THAT IS PROOF OF HIS HUSBANDS-TO-BE'S FRUITFUL LOINS! I CAN'T WA-
*THUD*
Ichigo had looked up in horror at the first words out of Isshin's mouth. As soon as Karin had successfully managed to faceplant the dodging Isshin into the nearest wall, Ichigo focused all of his attention on Byakuya. Placing his hands on his hips, or at least where his hips had been months ago, Ichigo glared at Byakuya.
"I thought I told you that we would tell him after the ceremony was over! In private! That was why he got a seperate invitation then the girls. He was going to come after the ceremony and before the reception."
Byakuya was too well bred and trained to let any emotions take over his contanance, but Ichigo, who knew Byakuya fairly well by this point, was able to make out the signs of stress on the almost completely calm vacade. He was saved from having to defend himself though when Yuzu spoke up.
"Oh nii-san! Of course he has to be here! It's your big day!"
Ichigo looked into Yuzu's eyes, ignoring Karin who was rolling her eyes and making faces behind their sister, and found that he still couldn't argue against anything the sweet girl wanted. Letting out a heavy sigh, Ichigo forced a smile on his face and nodded his head at her. Yuzu squealed and rushed at Ichigo, wrapping her arms as far around his swollen mid-section as best she could and giving him a hug. Pulling back, Yuzu beamed up at her brother, before hurrying over to Karin.
"Come on," Yuzu called out as she grabbed Karin and began pulling her out of the room. "Let's get over to the shrine and find a place before it fills up. Daddy can stay to escourt nii-san."
Ichigo gritted his teeth as he watched Yuzu skip out of the room, pulling a protesting Karin after her. Once they were gone, Ichigo turned his attention to the beaming face of his father.
"Fine," Ichigo huffed out. "But only because of Yuzu."
And with that, the four men made their slow way to the shrine. Slowly, because Ichigo was setting the pace and also because everytime Isshin tried to speak, Ichigo would slam an elbow into his father. Ichigo's pregnant body was too cumbersome to move fast, a fact that Isshin took advantage of by dodging around Ichigo after the third time the Visored delivered an elbow to the gut of the older Shinigami.
"NOW, NOW MY DARLING SON! I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT I UNDERSTAND THAT YOU ARE SUFFERING FROM A CASE OF NERVES. AFTER ALL, WHAT BRIDE ISN'T EXCITED ABOUT HER WEDDING AND NERVOUS ABOUT HER MARITAL DUTIES LATER THAT EVENING? I JUST WANT TO ASSURE YOU THAT ONCE YOU ARE ALONE WITH YOUR HUSBANDS, IT IS PERFECTLY ALRIGHT AND NATURAL TO FOLLOW THROUGH WITH WHAT YOUR INSTINCTS TELL YOU TO DO. NO FATHER WANTS TO SEE HIS DAUGTHER GRO-"
Starrk, watching Ichigo try to struggle out of Byakuya's protective and supportive grip from his postition directly behind his Segundo and Beta, took matters into his own hands and had quietly chanted out one of the binding kidos that he had been working on learning. Starrk was rewarded for his efforts by the blinding smile Ichigo flashed at him when Isshin fell to the ground, completely trussed up and gagged. Grinning back at his much happier Beta, Starrk bent down and swung Isshin up and over one of his shoulders, as they continued on their way. After all, Yuzu just wanted the whole family there, she never said what state her father had to be in.
The actual ceremony went off without a hitch, with everyone ignoring the muffled thumps coming from the corner that Starrk had dumped Isshin into.
It wasn't until after the ceremony that Ichigo thought something might be off with him as the cramping muscles were beginning to cause him slight pain. As he was making his way out of the shrine so he could get to the front gate to begin the travels to the other noble houses for the blessings and introductions however, the slight pain ceased and Ichigo choose to ignore it.
Byakuya and Starrk held themselves to the slow pace Ichigo set as they walked with him. Sharing a look over the top of his head, the two of them knew they would never in a million years tell the tempermental red haired Beta that it was adorable how he walked right now, even if it was true. The Shinigami's Women Association had focused much of it's members efforts at documenting their honorary member's pregnancy. Once Rukia pointed out that Ichigo wasn't really walking any more and instead was beginning to waddle, the ladies rushed out en masse to secure video recorders. One of the highest selling items the ladies managed to produce was a video, shot just a few weeks earlier, of Ichigo at the beach. He was only clad in a pair of swim trunks and was making his way through the shallows in his new, odd shuffling, waddling gait that he was forced to utilize due to his size. Even now, making his way to the gates of the mansion, there were numerous coos and giggles coming from the crowd around them, as well as the sound of video recorders being turned on, as Ichigo shuffled and rocked slightly from side to side between his two new husbands.
Reaching the gates, Ichigo was greatly relieved to see the sedan chair that Byakuya had insisted would be acceptable for him to be carried around in due to his advanced stage of pregnancy. Looking around before he sat down, Ichigo waved to Yoruichi who was carrying his, Byakuya's, and Starrk's blades. Getting a nod in acknowledgement, Ichigo manoevered his bulk on the chair. As he waited for the signal to begin, Ichigo noticed that the chair he was sitting in was wet. Reaching down with one hand, Ichigo was startled to note that his kimonos were dripping, but the chair that he was in, while wet, wasn't nearly as soaked as the silk he had on. Ichigo's eyes widened in shocked comprehension as the muscle cramping he had been dealing with made itself known again in a more painful fashion.
Hearing a deep groan, Byakuya turned his attention from his conversation with Starrk to where he heard the noise come from. As he looked around, all Byakuya saw was Ichigo sitting in the sedan chair. Looking closer, Byakuya noticed that Ichigo was clutching at his distended belly and had a slightly panicked expression on his face. Byakuya, seeing movement out of the corner of his eye, turned his head enough to note that Starrk was hurriedly making his way over to Ichigo. Deciding that the tall Arrancar had the correct idea, Byakuya quickly followed afterwards.
"Ichigo, mi alma, are you alright?" Starrk asked, concerned with the expression on Ichigo's face.
Ichigo, although extremely focused on the pain that was now beginning to make itself known in no uncertain terms, fumbled out a response to the question.
"Well, I will...*huff, huff*...be fine, once you...*eerrr*...get me to Unohana. I have no idea...*ffuuu*... how long this part will take."
Starrk immediately scooped Ichigo off of the sedan chair and into his arms. Turning a frantic face towards an equally panicking Byakuya, Starrk sonido'd off to the Healer's Division. Byakuya only paused for a moment to address the crowd before quickly following after.
"Thank you for coming. Something has unexpectedly occurred and we will be elsewhere for the rest of the day. Farewell."
Upon reaching the main healer's building, Byakuya was imediately met by Hanataro who led him to the room that had both Starrk and Ichigo in it. Byakuya entered the room and quickly made his way to the other side of Ichigo opposite Starrk so that he could hold his other hand in support. Looking down at his mate, Byakuya noted that Ichigo's hair was still in it's ornate styling but that he had been divested of the rest of the wedding attire and was now only covered by a light sheet draped over his lower half. It appeared that someone was under the sheet, checking on Ichigo's progress. Judging by what he could make out, Byakuya determined the figure was that of Unohana. Byakuya was pulled from his observations by a harsh squeeze on the hand that Ichigo was holding and placed his attention back on his new husband who was currently in labor with his heir.
"I'm not going...*EERRRGG*...to utter the cliches about...*FFUUUFFFUUU*...killing you two or cutting off your...*OH GOD!*...fun bits. But I promise that I will...*AARRGGHH*...find some way to let you both experience...*HUFFHUFF*...everything I did during this pregnancy. You will get to know all about...*ARE YOU DONE DOWN THERE YET!*...morning sickness, food cravings and aversions, being so horny that you could pound nails with a certain body part, and my...*HUFFHUFF*...personal favorite, aside from this right now, the joy of having...*GET THEM OUT! NOW!*...the little brats use your bladder as their personal trampoline."
Both Starrk and Byakuya were looking highly worried by the end of Ichigo's little speech, knowing that the Beta was a fount of determination and that somehow he would find a way to do just what he said. They were, fortunately, distracted out of the bleak thoughts of the future when Unohana poked her head up from beneath the sheet.
"I must say, I am glad I made the time to learn about male Beta births from Szayel-san. I would never have been prepared for this otherwise," Unohana turned her calm gaze to her laboring patient. "Ichigo-chan, you are almost ready to deliver. The temporary channel Szayel-san would form is almost ready. The "water" from earlier was the first sign of the channel forming as it allowed for the passing of the amniotic fluids from your body. Szayel-san said that the channel and delivery would occur quite swiftly once the initial opening was formed and that the longest part of a male Beta's delivery was actually before the channel fully formed. Have you been suffering from any discomfort lately?"
Ichigo nodded his head while responding.
"Yeah. Since this morning...*EERRGG!*...I've been having some mild muscle cramping. But that was all. Nothing really...*HURTS!*...till now."
Starrk and Byakuya both grimaced at the same time when Ichigo screamed out the word "hurts" because he squeezed their hands so hard that they both, seperately, thought that bones had been crushed. Unohana, noting the pain-filled faces of Ichigo's new husbands, ducked back under the sheet.
"Szayel-san was quite correct about the speed of a male labor," said the muffled voice of Unohana. "Isane, please be so good as to bring over one of the blankets. Ichigo-chan, I will need you to push on the next contraction you feel. The first little one seems to be in a hurry to make itself known."
Ichigo, feeling like he was being torn in two across his waist, did as Unohana told him to and tried to force his muscles to listen to his commands to push out his first born. It took several attempts but eventually Ichigo gave birth to his first born.
"Congratulations my dears, you three have a fine daughter," Unohana called out over a squalling noise now filling the room. Holding out her arms to Isane, Byakuya was just able to make out a red, scrunched-up face with a thatch of raven dark hair atop it, before Unohana had handed over the infant to her assistant. Watching carefully, Byakuya was able to keep on eye on her as Isane stripped off the hastily wrapped blanket and weighed, washed, and re-bundled the cub.
Meanwhile, Unohana was encouraging Ichigo to push again so the afterbirth could be expelled and the next cub could be delivered. Ichigo was able to have a minor break from the pains of labor once the after birth was expelled, unfortunately it was all too brief and he was quickly pulled back into a mindset that was ruled by instincts: pushing when told to and resting when he was able.
An hour later found Ichigo resting on a clean bed, holding his last born, with Byakuya sitting to his left holding the firstborn and Starrk on his right, holding the middle child. Looking down at the tiny features of the infant sleeping in his arms, Ichigo knew that the entire process was well worth it. Ichigo was drawn form his quiet comtemplation by harsh whispering from the doorway. Looking up, Ichigo smiled at the sight of his grandfather, who was casually blocking the doorway from a hoard if the noises drifting past him were any indication.
"Are you the official Grand High Inquisitor, Old Man?" Ichigo asked quietly.
"Of course not," Yamamoto said with a straight face, while his eyes were twinkling madly. "Just because Retsu insisted that only one visitor would be allowed into your rooms today and it had to be a family member. And the nearest relation to you, Ichigo, was mysteriously bound with a nicely done kido, is no reason to think such things. Now then, the most important questions floating around are: names and sex."
Ichigo shared a smile with his mates and nodded his head at Byakuya to introduce the eldest first. Adjusting his precious bundle, Byakuya let Yamamoto have a clear view of delicate features topped with raven-black hair and extremely dark eyes.
"I would like to be the first to introduce you to my daughter, the eldest of our three and heir of the Kuchiki clan, Emiko Kuchiki. She will be a full Shinigami in time."
Starrk spoke up next.
"I have the segundo born. He and his brother are identical twins are were both born with Hollow masks but no holes were found on either of los mas pequenos. Unohana-Taicho feels that they are both Visoreds like their bearer. This little one," Starrk gently pulled back the corner of the blanket that was obscuring the view of Yamamoto, allowing Yamamoto to see the fine wisps of bright orange hair and surprisingly light colored eyes. "His name is Kemen. He will need to aquire his second name on his own, or with his twin, in the traditions of Hueco Mundo."
"I am holding the youngest," Ichigo spoke up without taking his eyes of the bundle in his arms. "His name is going to be Alvaro. Starrk said the second name is usually somewhat descriptive of a Hollows abilites and should be earned. I decided to follow suit this time since they are twins, but at some point in the future," Ichigo raised his eyes to glare at his mates. "I will name one Kurosaki."
"Wonderful names. Now for the important bit," Yamamoto beamed unexpectedly, stunning the occupants of the room into a shocked silence. "Would one of you kindly hand me one of my great-grandchildren? I'm rather sure that Isshin will manage to escape the kido sooner, rather than later, and I would much rather have my hands occupied with one of the little ones when Unohana comes looking for help in wrangling my son."
Ichigo sniggered as he handed over Alvaro to his Grandfather, before settling in for a much needed nap. His last conscious thought was how the day ended up being absolutely perfect.

Names found via internet. If not correct, please complain to the owner/s of the internet. It's not my fault if it's broken.
Emiko=beautiful blessing child
Alvaro=truth speaker or guardian
Kemen=strong
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