Tales of a Broken Society | By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 41133 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3 |
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Title: Getting Back My Berry
Fandom: Bleach
Story: 9
Connected stories: #7 – Admitting It
Characters/Pairings: Byakuya/Ichigo
Word Count: 1244
Requested by: ROBERTA2002
Warnings: Not a lot of smut, just hints. MPreg
Reposted: July 30, 2017
AN: Yeah, my writing length really was sporadic at one time.
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I was in a bad mood.
My lover had disappeared without a single word or note. I was told from Yamamoto that he had an emergency that he had to go take care of. That was three months ago. We have been together for 3 months before then and I was starting to get antsy. I wanted to move in with Ichigo and I was going to tell him the day that he disappeared.
Growling softly as I finish the days' paper work, I barely acknowledge Unohana as she comes in and stands in front of my desk with a slightly pensive look on her face. Looking up I sigh and look her in the eyes.
“Is there something you need to say to me Unohana-taicho?” I ask in my most polite voice, straining not to snarl softly. She sighs and nods before sitting down. She looks utterly exhausted, and I wouldn't doubt that she wasn't. Kusajishi-fukutaicho had gotten her hands on some energy pills and were terrorizing many of the shinigami running around, which resulted in the 4th division to be overrun with patients.
“I do. I know exactly why Kurosaki-san had left,” she says, making me pin her with a look of 'Tell me now'. She sighed softly before continuing on with her explanation. “It has been discovered that Ichigo has the ability to have children. He's a high class breeder.” She pauses, letting her words sink in. My eyes widen in surprise as my mind makes the connection between his disappearance and his last check up.
“Is he...? I ask, swallowing around the lump in my throat. She nods and I disappear with a barely heard “Arigato.” I quickly arrive at Yamamotos office and knock upon the door.
“Come in, Kuchiki-san,” is heard from inside. Walking in, I bow to Yamamoto-san and wait for his permission to speak. “I believe Unohana-san has told you why Kurosaki has left, correct?” he asks, looking at me with his piercing eyes. I nod and stand before him.
“I wish to go to the human world and confront him about why he left,” I say, hoping that he will give me permission to do so. He smiles and nods before pulling out a scroll and hands it over to me.
“Give that to the keeper of transportation gate 7. It will take you to where Ichigo is staying right now. Seems that he has holed himself up in his families vacation cabin until the child is born,” he says, before turning back to his paperwork. I hastily bow to him before heading towards the gate, Senabonzakura humming in pleasure at seeing Ichigo again.
Soon, I am walking through the gate and landing in the middle of a wooded area. Looking around, I notice that it's snowing lightly, covering the ground with soft white crystals. I raise an eyebrow at the foot prints that I can still see in the depths of the snow. Closing my eyes, I seek out my lover's power. Finding it quickly, I bound off towards him, determined to see him and to take him back home with me.
After 5 minutes, I was standing on a branch watching as Ichigo sat on a porch swing, bundled up in a blanket, and watchs the snow fall. I see that he is content, if a bit lonely, from what I could see on his face and in his eyes. It made me want to go down there and scoop him up into my arms and never let him go ever again.
I shift slightly as he looks down as his slightly protruding stomach and stroke lightly over. Unohana had stopped me and told me he was about five months pregnant and was really going to start to show. She was right, he was showing. It was a small round bump, easily hidden by the right clothes or jacket, but still there. It made me want to not only never let him go, but want to run my own hand over his belly, feeling the child that we had created grow. I pause before I do so, listening to the words that came from Ichigo as he spoke aloud.
“My little sakura blossom, what makes you fret today? Do you miss your daddy?” he asks softly, sadness lacing his voice. “I miss him to, little one. I miss his touches, his secretive smiles that only I can see now and I certainly miss him holding me late at night. I don't miss him disappearing before I get up, but I still miss him. But I don't know how he will feel about you. What am I going to do, my little sakura blossom?”
I smile softly realizing that my actions had caused him pain and made him doubt my feelings for him. I suppose that I shouldn't be surprised. I am not used to feeling so much for a person. I have never really gotten close to my wife or Rukia and the few lovers I have had over the years are nothing more then release for me. Making my decision, I hope down from my branch and land in front of him, smirking as he looks up at me with surprised eyes, trying hard to cover himself with the blanket.
With gentle hands, I stop him as I lean over and steal his breath with a soft kiss, the first in 3 months. I still remembered his taste and I groaned softly as it exploded over my taste buds. I gently coax him into responding to the kiss as my hands smooth gently over his round stomach, finding that it was bigger then I had originally thought. I keep up the soft kiss until he whimpers and wraps his arms around my neck pulling me close.
“So, this is why you left?” I mummer softly when I pulled away from the kiss. He blushes softly and nods. “I was going to move in with you, koi, the day you left. But, I suppose I can forgive that since you didn't know how I would react to you being with child.”
“Byakuya...who told you?” he asks gently, causing me to smile at him.
“Unohana-taicho told me. I suppose she felt that I should know why my lover left,” I tell him as I tug him up and off the porch swing. “Now, I am going to take you to bed and make up for three months of not having you. In the morning, we will discuss plans for who will be honorary aunts, uncles and the god parents, not to mention honorary grandparents.”
Smirking at his shocked, then happy look, I take him into the cabin, closing the door on the cold snow filled night. Getting him into the bed room was easy. Getting him out of his clothes and into bed was easier. Sliding balls deep into him with a groan of pleasure after three months of no sex was the easiest. Making him cum several time during the night was completely and utterly natural. Holding him close and rubbing his stomach as he feel asleep felt like coming home.
In the morning, I would take him again, pamper him, feed him, and then take him back home to Seirietei to start plans on the nursery that would be next to our room. I don't think I could pound my strawberry into the mattress with our child in the same room after all.
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