Shortly after the Fullbringer Arc…
Soul Society
Ichigo Kurosaki walked down the streets of the Soul Society, feeling the fresh spring air rejuvenate him. Everything seemed to be going good for him. It'd been a bumpy road but he finally had his powers back. X-CUTION's had been defeated. The memory manipulations that Tsukishima had everyone under were all gone after the man had passed away from his fatal duel with Byakuya. To Ichigo, having his powers back and being able to see Rukia and Renji again was like waking up from a long sleep.
He'd come to the Soul Society to see how Rukia, Renji, Rangiku and all his friends in the Thirteen Court Guard Squads were doing but also to help him get back into proper fighting shape. Sure, he'd been adept enough to handle Ginjo even after the man had buffed himself with the Fullbring he'd stolen from Ichigo but it was clear from the outset that he was never a match for the Substitute Soul Reaper. But should Ichigo find himself facing a much stronger opponent, he might find his skills to be rusty after seventeen months of spending life as a normal Human.
Thankfully, Renji was more than willing to help whip Ichigo back into fighting shape. The redhead was eager to fight Ichigo again; Byakuya rarely ever wanted to spar and Rukia was too busy with her new duties as Lieutenant of Squad Thirteen to train with him. The pair of hotheads spent most of the afternoon training, Ichigo getting used to the new shape of his Zangetsu blade. Byakuya was nice enough to even let the two borrow the training grounds for them to spar in, figuring that since Ichigo had now accepted his responsibilities as a Substitute then he should at least lend a little bit of a helping hand.
However, while the orange-haired teenager was sparring with his tattooed friend, he didn't realize that there was somebody in the shadows watching him with longing eyes…
As the day got late, the pair decided to wrap it up. Renji headed back to his Squad's barracks while Ichigo headed for Squad Thirteen where Rukia had a room set up for him to stay the night at. However, as the sky turned orange and the sun prepared to descend towards the horizon, Ichigo felt the hairs on the back of his head stand up. He could sense that someone was close by, someone with eyes fixed squarely on him.
His sharpened senses picked up the faintest of footsteps. Realizing that someone was trying to sneak up on him, Ichigo whirled around, reaching of his large Zangetsu blade to find-
"Hello, Ichigo Kurosaki," greeted the quiet lieutenant of Squad Twelve, Nemu Kurotsuchi. Of all of Ichigo's Soul Reaper friends, Nemu had barely changed from when he left her and her father seventeen months ago back in Hueco Mundo. "I see you've finished sparring with Lieutenant Abarai. I apologize if I startled you."
"Oh, hey Nemu." Ichigo removed his hand from his zanpakuto and calmed down. "Sorry, I thought you might have been Kenpachi. Where's Mayuri?" It was odd to see the young woman without her captain nearby.
"Master Mayuri is currently busy with an experiment at Research and Development. I believe it has something to do with your Mod Soul."
"Kon, huh? Wondered what happened to him," Ichigo said, having not seen the talking plushy since he'd lost his powers. "So did Mayuri need me for something?"
Nemu shook her head, her hands hidden behind her back. "No, I came looking for you for personal reasons."
"Personal reasons? What do you-"
The girl's eyes suddenly lit up with alarm and she looked past Ichigo. "Oh! Hello, Captain Zaraki!"
Gasping with horror, Ichigo turned around, expecting to find the hulking captain coming towards him with another demand for a fight. As he turned he prepared to take off like a bat out of hell, only to find nobody there. The only people on the street were Ichigo and Nemu. "Huh? Where's Ken-"
A hand reached around and put a rag over Ichigo's mouth. The young man was caught completely off guard and inhaled the purple sleeping agent that Nemu had soaked the rag in. The effect of the purple sleeping agent was instantaneous. Ichigo was unconscious before he'd ever knew what hit him. He fell backwards right into Nemu's arms, the girl easily catching him while he fell into a deep sleep.
Smiling to herself, the sly lieutenant tossed the rag away before slipping the tiny bottle of sleeping agent into her sleeve. Looking at Ichigo's sleeping face, Nemu's heart started to beat faster. Quietly she slung Ichigo over her shoulder and carried her captive away. "That was easier than I expected. I should have done this earlier…"
Sometime later…
"Nghhh…" Ichigo slowly woke up, finding it hard to open his eyes through the grogginess. "Where…where am I? What happened?" he mumbled.
The effects of the sleeping agent wearing off, Ichigo blinked and slowly his surroundings came into view. At first he thought he was in some dungeon but as his eyes adjusted to the dim lamplight, he realized that he was in what looked like a sparsely furnished bedroom, lying on a large cushy bed. The second thing he found was that he couldn't move. Even as his body regained its strength, Ichigo looked up over his head and saw his hands bound by a rope threaded with Kidō and connected to one of the metal bars that made up the head board. The third thing he noticed, much to his shock, was that his Kosode had been removed, leaving his top half bare and exposed. "What the hell? What sick game is Mayuri playing?"
"This was not Master Mayuri's doing."
Turning his head, Ichigo looked at the corner of the room and saw Nemu come out of the shadows. A fluffy black robe wrapped around her slender body, the girl quietly approached Ichigo and sat down on the bed next to him. "I apologize for using a sleeping agent, Ichigo. But that seemed to be the proper course of action to take considering your penchant for fleeing at the sign of any uncomfortable situations."
Ichigo couldn't help but feel she was mocking him for all the times he ran away from Kenpachi. "Um…okay but…" He gestured to his wrists tied above his head. "Why am I tied up like this? And where's my top?"
"I removed it. As for your bindings, I didn't want to you run away as soon as you woke up. Don't worry. Tomorrow morning I will untie you."
"Nemu, what's going on?"
The quiet lieutenant scooted closer and put a hand on Ichigo's bare chest, her touch surprisingly warm and gentle. "The truth is, Ichigo, that for a long time I've harbored romantic feelings for you."
Ichigo lay there, shocked at the girl's proclamation. "W-what?"
"It's just like I said. Ever since you came to the Soul Society, I've watched you keenly. At first it was just under Master Mayuri's orders since he was interested in your capabilities. But watching you, I felt something stir within me. The more I watched you, the more I felt that feeling. I felt…like I was becoming more of my own person as I saw your free-spirited nature. It wasn't until I helped give you your powers back that I understood that my affections for you were romantic in nature."
The confession startled Ichigo. Not just because Nemu gave such a long explanation that could be summed up as "I have the hots for you just from watching you," but the idea that Nemu, of all people, was attracted to him was startling. "Okay but…why did you knock me out and tie me up?" He once again gestured to the bindings around his wrist.
"When I told about my feelings for you to Lieutenant Matsumoto, she advised me to act in an unexpected manner."
Ichigo deadpanned. 'Dammit, Rangiku!' He opened his mouth to speak again but Nemu put a finger to his lips and shushed him. "I understand that you might object to my feelings. Rest assured I will release you without complaint tomorrow morning." Her other hand undid the tie to her robe and she stood up. "But for tonight I want you to be mine, Ichigo. I want to give you all of my feelings."
The robe slipped off of her and revealed she wasn't wearing anything but a pair of cotton white panties, bearing her body before Ichigo. The Substitute had never considered Nemu to be particularly attractive, her subservient attitude and monotone voice often gave the impression she was more of an android than a human. But as she stood there in nothing but her underwear Ichigo found herself admiring her as the woman she was.
The girl's long, black braided hair contrasted against her soft skin that almost seemed to radiate in the soft light. Ichigo's eyes were first drawn to her breasts; Nemu was easily as stacked as his friend, Orihime. Her breasts jiggled with just the slightest movement. Her legs were even sexier without her miniskirt, long and slender that went up to her white panties. Ichigo had to admit, Mayuri knew what to make a sexy woman.
Seeing Ichigo's heated gaze on her almost naked body made Nemu's cheeks blush, her heart beating fast as she noticed a tent start to become pitched in his pants. Her hand reached down and palmed his growing bulge, earning a gasp from the Substitute. Knowing she had his full attention and then some, Nemu leaned forward until Ichigo could see his reflection in her eyes. Her hot breath touched his face as her body leaned forward, her warm chest rubbing against his chest. A soft hand reached up and touched the bound Substitute's cheek. "Don't be afraid, Ichigo. I will not harm you. As I said, I will let you go when the sun comes up."
Her lips neared his and Ichigo could see genuine affection in her soft eyes. "But tonight, I want you to be mine."
Ichigo had no chance to say anything before Nemu closed the distance between their faces and planted her lips on his. If the brain was a supercomputer, then Ichigo's suffered the equivalent of a blue screen as his first kiss was given to him by Nemu. The softness of her lips made his bound body stiffen up. His open mouth made it easy for the lieutenant to slip her tongue into his mouth, teasing Ichigo's own pink organ with her own.
As Ichigo's brain came back on, he thought for a moment about what to do. If he truly wanted to, he could break through Nemu's ropes. True, they were also enchanted with Kidō but Ichigo was able to tear through Rukia's and that was way before he was strong as he was. And if Mayuri found out that he'd lain with his daughter, even if it was forced, he'd want his head on a pike.
On the other hand…
There was no denying that he had a beautiful woman on top of him who'd just confessed her attraction to Ichigo. And he had no reason to doubt her word that she'd let him go in the morning. Not only that, there was the sincerity of her confession that struck a chord. And even if that hadn't been the case, it became impossible for him to ignore the hot, sexy body that was rubbing up all over him while she quietly kissed him again and again. Ichigo felt his brain melt as her hand ran through his orange hair, a soft moan slipping into his mouth along with her tongue.
To Ichigo, a decision like this was a no brainer.
When Nemu pulled her mouth away from Ichigo's, he finally managed to find his voice. "Nemu?"
"Yes?"
Ichigo gave her a small smile. "If I promise not to run away, will you untie me?"
Looking at her crush cautiously, Nemu subtly put a finger to Ichigo's throat, her tip on his pulse. "Do you promise?"
The Substitute nodded. "I promise I won't run. I'll spend the night with you."
Ichigo's pulse didn't betray him and told Nemu that he was speaking honest. Her heart skipped a beat from realizing that Ichigo actually wanted to share her bed. She quickly leaned forward and started to untie Ichigo's restraints, rewarding Ichigo by pushing her boobs into his face. When the ties became loose, the teen slipped his wrists out of the rope and his arms immediately wrapped around Nemu's slender waist, pulling the girl on top of him.
'Soft…'
That was the only word that Ichigo could use to describe Nemu, their lips connecting in another kiss, this time with much more passion and tongue. There wasn't a single facet of Nemu's beautiful body that didn't entice Ichigo with its softness.
Soft was the feeling of Nemu's lips, pressing against Ichigo's and marveling him by their fluffy feel. Ichigo felt his heart beat faster as her soft breasts pushed against his chest. One of Ichigo's hands ran through the lieutenant's hair, her black locks as soft as silk. His other hand traveled down her soft, smooth back, brushing against the girl's large braid and reached down to squeeze her soft ass, fingers slipping underneath her white panties and digging into her plump cheek.
Nemu felt like she'd hit the jackpot. Every kiss she gave Ichigo was followed by another, deeper kiss. The pair made out with sloppy kisses, feeling each other up. When Nemu finally pulled away, her mouth connected to Ichigo's by a string of saliva, she felt heat wash over her body and her panties started to feel damp. Feeling Ichigo's hardness rub up against her thigh through his pants, Nemu decided she wanted to see what Ichigo was packing down there. She sat up and patted the edge of the bed. "Sit up for me here, Ichigo."
Ichigo did as he was told and sat on the edge of the bed, Nemu settling between his legs. She looked up and Ichigo nodded in consent before she grabbed his Hakama and pulled it down, his underwear going with it. While Ichigo's clothes pooled around his ankles, Nemu stared in lustful awe at the clamhammer Ichigo was sporting. 'Oh my…he's…rather big…' The girl had seen her fair share of male anatomy doing dissections and the occasional vivisection by her father's side. Ichigo was certainly bigger than the average male specimen, of that she was certain. Her soft hands reached up and touched his veiny shaft, leaning down and breathing her hot breath on his mushroom-shaped head.
A hand soft and warm slowly wrapped its slim fingers around his shaft. Ichigo gasped as the girl gently stroked him, her hand slowly going back and forth, feeling his thick girth pulse at her fingertips. Nemu looked up and smiled when she saw Ichigo's heated, panting expression. Emboldened, she lowered her head further and slowly let the tip touch her soft lips. Pre-cum stained her lips before she opened her mouth, inviting Ichigo's manhood into her awaiting orifice.
"N-Nemu…" moaned Ichigo as a hot, wet vacuum surrounded his cock. Nemu's head bobbed back and forth, showing off her skilled tongue by licking the underside of his shaft. Evidently Nemu knew how to suppress her gag reflex. She felt that thick cock hit the back of her mouth and went further. Ichigo was unprepared for Nemu to start deepthroating him. "Fuck…Nemu…" he slurred, his balls becoming drenched with her dripping saliva. He struggled with the compulsion to start fucking her face and he eventually lost the battle. His hands reached for Nemu's hair and he started to bob her head up and down faster.
Nemu didn't mind Ichigo becoming so aggressive. In fact, it was kind of a huge turn on for her to see someone as mighty as Ichigo use her like a toy. "Ggckk!" Her jaw felt like it might dislocate and it was becoming harder to breathe. Yet she made no move to stop Ichigo. Instead her hands went to his balls and started fondling them, driving him further and further towards his inevitable climax.
"Nghhh! Ahhh…" Ichigo almost went cross-eyed from feeling Nemu's throat tighten around him. That hot, pressure began to build inside of him and he gasped. "I'm…gonna cum!"
When Ichigo let go of her head, Nemu pulled her face back, taking a much needed breath of air. She opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue as Ichigo rapidly stroked himself. "Cum for me, Ichigo. Cum in my mouth."
"Nghhh!" After a few short strokes of his saliva-covered cock, Ichigo gave the girl what she wanted. "N-Nemu!" he grunted, that hot boiling rush surging through his shaft before white hot cum erupted from his tip, shooting straight into Nemu's hungry mouth.
"Ahhh…" Nemu closed her eyes and savored Ichigo's yummy seed. While most women would be disgusted by the taste of semen, for Nemu it was the best, eating the spunk of her crush. Ichigo shot rope after rope of sticky cum into her mouth, her tongue covered with his hot seed. Once she'd taken every drop of cum into her mouth, she closed her lips and swallowed the hot spunk, opening her mouth once again to show she'd eaten it all.
If cumming into Nemu's mouth made Ichigo lose steam, his cock didn't show it. He gently stroked Nemu's cheek and gestured for her to stand up. Nemu stood up onto her feet while Ichigo slid off the bed. His face immediately went to her bountiful bosom, licking and sucking on her tits for a moment before he slid down her front, kissing his way down her smooth belly before he was kneeling in front of her. His hands gently turned Nemu around so that her ass was in front of his face. Preparing himself, the virgin Strawberry pulled down her panties to reveal the girl's splendid booty.
Ichigo palmed her soft cheeks with his rough hands, squeezing her buns before he turned her back around and stared at her pussy. Nemu's womanhood was neatly shaven, her lips soft and pink. The scent of her pussy made Ichigo's head grow fuzzy, having never really seen a woman's pussy up close, excluding the time Yoruichi flashed him.
His hands ran up the sides of Nemu's beautiful legs, making the girl shiver from his warm touch. He turned and patted the bed like she had, gesturing for her to sit. The now naked ebony-hair girl kissed his forehead before she sat down softly on the bed. Leaning back, Nemu put her legs up in the air while reaching down to spread her lips, offering her wet honeypot to her crush.
Finding his nerve again, Ichigo knelt down in front of Nemu and gave her wet hole a lick. Nemu let out a girlish moan feeling Ichigo's hot tongue touch her sensitive folds. Ichigo tried his best to remember all those porn videos he watched as he gently lapped at those wet pink lips. Gripping Nemu's pillowy thighs, Ichigo started to lick the girl's muff much more vigorously, determined to give back all the pleasure that Nemu gave him.
The effect was quicker than Ichigo had expected. Having never really experienced any of the pleasure of the flesh, the beautiful girl let out a squeal of pleasure when Ichigo's tongue started to invade her pussy. "Mmmmmh!" She put her hands on Ichigo's head, pushing his face into her pussy harder as she tried to endure Ichigo's cunnilingus. She'd watched several porn videos to prepare herself for this but she hadn't anticipated Ichigo being so into sharing the bed with her. "I-Ichigo…nnghhhh…"
The taste of Nemu's womanhood was strange to Ichigo but he continued to eat out the woman's pussy. The girl's moans told him whatever he was doing he was doing it well. Noticing the hard nub at the top of her pink pussy, Ichigo gave it a good, long lick.
"Mmmmmmh!" Nemu writhed on the bed when her bundle of nerves was given sensual attention. "Ah! Oh! Ic-Ichigo!" Her fingers dug into his orange hair, back arching and breasts heaving with each breath. "Don't stop!"
Knowing he'd found Nemu's sweet spot, Ichigo started to lick her clit more fervently, making the girl cry out as the ecstasy grew inside of her. She could feel her body tense up, ready to cum at a moment's notice. However, before she could gush all over Ichigo's face, she decided she wanted something more than just a small tongue in her pussy. "Wait…" she breathed, stopping Ichigo. She sat up and reached down, pulling her crush into a deep, intimate kiss. "Mmmmhhh…" She could taste herself on Ichigo's tongue and it made her want him even more. "I want you to fuck me…" she whispered into his face.
Hearing such a stoic girl talk so dirty, Ichigo kissed her back and pushed her back onto the bed. Ichigo climbed on top of her, spreading the girl's legs and gripped his hard manhood. "You ready?" he asked, preparing himself to lose his virginity to the beautiful girl.
"Yes…" slurred Nemu, eyes glazed with pure lust. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and smiled. "Put it inside me."
Giving her a kiss, Ichigo pressed the thick tip against her pink folds and pushed. Both Soul Reapers gave a sharp gasp as Ichigo entered Nemu. "Fuck!" Ichigo grunted, feeling Nemu's tight hole grip his cock. He pushed as deep as he could, his whole body feeling hot as he connected with the artificial soul.
Nemu's green eyes widened as she felt a man fuck her for the first time. She didn't have a barrier to break thanks to her artificial nature but she felt Ichigo's cock plunge deep into her pussy, deflowering her. "Ah! I-Ichigo!" Her legs wrapped around Ichigo's waist, her pussy stretching around Ichigo's girth.
Slowly Ichigo began to pump in and out of her, grunting heatedly as he reveled in the soft feel of Nemu's pussy gripping his cock. Every time he pulled out, it felt like her pussy tried to suck him back in. It didn't take long for the young man to find his pace, pulling out until only his head remained inside of Nemu and slamming all the way back into her. The bed creaked and rocked as Ichigo started to move faster and faster.
All the while Nemu went from a stoic lieutenant to a moaning woman. Her pussy was stretched wide by the invading girth and even though Ichigo was inexperienced when it came to pleasuring a woman, his cock rubbed against her G-spot, making her pussy feel like it was melting. Her breasts jiggled with every thrust. Ichigo saw her swaying tits and palmed them, earning a moan when he squeezed them. "I-Ichigo…" she panted, looking down to watch Ichigo's cock slam in and out of her. Her cheeks blushed before she looked back up at her crush with a loving smile. "Hold me…"
Nodding, Ichigo wrapped his arms around her slender body and he hugged her tightly. Their lips met in another deep, passionate kiss while Ichigo let his hips move on their own accord. Nemu's muffled moans were swallowed up by Ichigo's mouth, their tongues meeting and playing together. Her arms and legs wrapped tightly around Ichigo, refusing to let go of him. Those large tits of Nemu's rubbed against Ichigo's hard chest.
Not surprising since she'd never really had sex before, Nemu was unprepared for the ecstasy that overwhelmed her body. Clinging to Ichigo while pressing her face into his neck, Nemu let out a never-ending stream of moans while her body started to enter the throes of climax. "Ichigo! You're gonna make me cum! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" she slurred. Her pussy gripped Ichigo in a vice that refused to let go, gushing around his thick meatrod. "Nghhhhhh!" She pulled Ichigo into another deep kiss. "MMMMMMMH!"
The virgin Substitute couldn't handle a woman's pussy tightening around him. Nemu was already wet and tight and now it was too much for him to handle. His hips moved faster and faster, their sweaty bodies grinding together while Ichigo felt his balls tighten up. "I'm…I'm cumming!" he grunted.
"Inside! Cum inside me!" Nemu shouted. "It's okay! It's a safe day! Cum inside!" Her nails dug into his shoulder while her heels pressed into his back, refusing him the option of pulling out.
With Nemu's permission, Ichigo pushed deeper than he ever had into Nemu's womanhood, his tip pushing against her cervix. A loud groan echoed throughout Nemu's bedroom. Ichigo's cock unloaded what felt like every drop of cum in his balls into the lieutenant's womb, filling it to the brim.
The two laid on the bed, sweating and panting for breath. Nemu gave a weak groan when Ichigo pulled out of her leaking hole, white seed slowly trickling out of her. Ichigo sat up and pulled Nemu into his arms, holding her gently. The girl cooed as a hand ran through her hair gently, laying her head on his shoulder while they cooled down for a moment, their bodies sticking together from their sweat. The girl's hands gently ran up and down Ichigo's back, feeling every inch of him.
When they cooled down Nemu looked back up and was met by Ichigo's lips. "More?" he whispered, knowing the answer from the look in Nemu's eyes.
"More…" Nemu wasn't surprised at all to find Ichigo getting hard again and lifted her hips, letting Ichigo lower her down onto his manhood. "I want to go…all night…" she moaned.
Kissing her, Ichigo started to bounce the girl up and down, knowing that the night was going to be long and sensual…
The Next Morning…
Ichigo sat with his back against the wall. Beside him lay Nemu, her naked body pressing against his with his arm wrapped around her. Her head lay on his shoulder while she snoozed softly, an arm draped across Ichigo's chest. The dark room was now quiet, devoid of the sounds of moaning, cries of ecstasy and the symphony of flesh slapping flesh. Light began to peak in through the window, signaling daybreak. The dawn disturbed the pair's rest and Ichigo's eyes blinked open before he heard a loud click coming from the direction of the door. "Huh?" he mumbled, feeling a little tired from a whole night of lovemaking.
Nemu opened her weary eyes and frowned when she saw that the morning had come so soon. "I programmed the lock on the room to unlock itself once the sun started to come up. I told you that you were free to leave when morning came," she reminded, pulling away from Ichigo, a sad sigh leaving her lips now that her night of fun with her crush was over.
However, Ichigo didn't move from where he sat and put a hand on her shoulder. "Nemu…would you…like to go out with me tomorrow?" Sure, Nemu had kidnapped him but he knew that she didn't really understand how to fully communicate her emotions, at least not like a normal human being, so he thought that he should get to know her better since he acknowledged her feelings for him. That and his dad would berate him for sleeping with a woman without going out on a date with her.
Realizing that Ichigo didn't want this to be just a one and done affair, Nemu's heart beat faster and she gave an almost Orihime-ish smile in response. "I'd love to." She leaned back into his arms and they shared another kiss.
"But before anything else…let's get some more rest," suggested Ichigo, still beat from pounding Soul Reaper pussy all night long.
Giggling, Nemu laid her head back onto Ichigo's shoulders and smiled. "I'd like that…"
The morning came and the two fell back asleep, Nemu's smile lasting the whole time…
Five years later…
Karakura Town; Ichigo's House
Another day of work wrapped up, Ichigo walked into his house and closed the door behind him. "I'm home!" he called out.
"Welcome back, Ichigo," came a voice from the kitchen.
The house had been a gift from Kisuke, built by his and Tessai's craftsmanship for the happy couple. Ichigo walked through the living room and entered the kitchen. Finding his wife at the stove, reading a cookbook while standing in front of a pot. Walking up behind her, Ichigo gave his loving wife a kiss on the cheek. "How're you doing?" he asked.
Nemu Kurosaki turned her head and smiled at her husband lovingly. "Oh, I just returned from visiting Orihime. I figured we'd have chicken and dumplings today."
Ichigo's hands reached around and touched the huge bump in Nemu's belly. The woman was wearing maternity clothes that had belonged to Ichigo's mother. "And the baby?"
Nemu let out a girlish giggle. "She's been kicking a lot more often now."
"She?"
"Mother's intuition."
Ichigo and Nemu surprised everyone when they announced they were dating. Despite dating for several years, everyone was still surprised when Ichigo popped the question and Nemu said yes. Orihime was a little disappointed but soon found love in the arms of Uryu.
Oddly enough, the couple's biggest fear, Mayuri's reaction to them dating in the first place, turned out to be a bigger surprise then the two getting married. Mayuri was actually okay with Nemu becoming Ichigo's girlfriend/wife. In his mind, if Nemu was learning to love and be loved, that meant that she was evolving past what he thought her capable of. So he gave the couple his blessing, although Ichigo had to vehemently object to his demands to "inspect and modify as needed" their children. After tying the knot and moving in to their new home, Nemu announced she was pregnant with their first child.
Nemu turned around and gave her husband a loving kiss. Ichigo held his wife in their new house while feeling their baby in her belly press against him. "It won't be long now…" she said, rubbing her belly. "You know what we'll have to do when she comes out?"
"What?"
The expecting housewife hugged her husband and whispered softly into his ear. "Work on baby number two."
Grinning, Ichigo kissed his happy housewife, knowing that their family would be growing a lot more soon…