Chapter 30: Epilogue

*Ten Years Later*

Blue eyes opened before narrowing at the sunlight filtering in the room. "Stupid sunlight." Grimmjow muttered, turning over and away from his cause of discomfort, happily burying himself in the covers again.

"Daddy!"

He groaned slightly and covered his head. "What?"

A small form jumped onto the bed. "Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!"

He threw the covers back and glared at the child. "What?"

Brown eyes widened with childish glee. "Mummy needs help."

"Why?"

"He can't make pancakes."

Grimmjow groaned again. "I taught him how to do it yesterday."

"C'mon. You promised pancakes!"

"No I didn't. Your mum did, I'm sleeping."

"Dad!"

Grimmjow grinned and grabbed the small child, pulling him under the covers. "Stay here with me Hyou, this is a much better option."

Hyou giggled and poked his stomach, looking at him with puppy dog eyes. "Pleeease?"

"Fine. Damn your mum for teaching you that look."

"Yay!"

"Go downstairs so I can change."

"Thanks dad you're the best!"

"Whatever squirt." Grimmjow smiled as his son ran from the room, laughing down the stairs. Shaking his head, he stood up and surveyed the room. "Where did I put my shirt?"

Once he was finally changed, Grimmjow headed downstairs into the kitchen, where childish laughter could be heard. "No mummy you're doing it wrong!"

"I know Hyou." Grimmjow leant against the wall and smirked as the orange haired male groaned. "I can't do this, where's your father?"

"He said he was coming."

"That could mean another half hour yet."

Grimmjow snuck up behind Ichigo and wrapped his arms around the slighter males waist, making him jump. "That hurts Ichi, I don't take that long do I?"

"Hey!"

"What?"

"Ass you made me jump." He muttered, quietly enough that Hyou didn't hear.

"Language love or I might just have to punish you."

Ichigo shivered and bit his lip as Grimmjow caressed his hip. "I'm going to hold you to that."

Hyou frowned slightly as the two talked, why weren't they paying attention to him? "Hey!"

"What squirt?"

Ichigo smacked Grimmjow's shoulder playfully. "Don't call him that."

"What? It's true."

"I'm not a squirt! Can we have pancakes now? Please?"

Ichigo laughed lightly. "Sure thing Hyou. Help me out Grimm."

Grimmjow rolled his eyes and sighed dramatically. "I feel like a domestic wife."

"You're the only one who knows how to cook." Ichigo blushed lightly as Grimmjow took his hands in his own to help him.

"Mmm, luckily or we would've all been poisoned from your cooking by now."

"Hey!"

"Daddy's right, you suck at cooking mummy."

"So do you."

"I'm only five, I'm allowed to be."

"Yeah Ichigo, you're twenty-six. What's your excuse?"

"Bad parenting and a boyfriend who can cook."

Hyou frowned slightly. "Boyfriend?"

Grimmjow chuckled and ruffled his sons brown hair. "He means me squirt."

"Don't call me that! You're not mummy's boyfriend."

"Not anymore." He glanced down and grinned at the rings on their fingers. "Aint that right Ichigo?"

"Unfortunately."

"You don't mean that."

Ichigo sighed and backed away from the mess. "No I don't, finish off the pancakes because I'm just destroying them."

"Hyou's right, you do suck at cooking."

"Shut up!"

Hyou giggled as Ichigo shouted, it was a common occurrence but he knew they didn't mean it. If they wanted to argue, they waited until he wasn't there. "Mummy?"

Ichigo glanced down and dried his hands. "Yes sweetie?"

"You love daddy right?"

He smiled and picked Hyou up, placing him on his lap. "Very much."

"What about me?"

Ichigo grinned and kissed his head. "I love you just as much, and maybe a bit more, but don't tell your father."

"I heard." Grimmjow placed a plate in front of them and Hyou giggled. "Yay pancakes! Thanks dad."

"Anything for you kid."

Ichigo smiled softly and slid out the seat to let Hyou eat before leaning against the counter next to Grimmjow, who smirked.

"What's that look for?"

"C'mere."

"Why?"

Grimmjow pulled Ichigo against his side and ruffled his orange hair. "You had flour in your hair."

"Oh, thank you."

Grimmjow lent down and pressed their lips together softly. "You taste sweet."

"So do you."

"Perks of your disastrous cooking."

Ichigo just smiled and hugged him closer, watching Hyou eat. "Mmm."

Hyou looked up and grinned. "Finished!"

"Good. Let's get you upstairs and get you ready for school."

"I don't wanna! I want to stay here with you and daddy!"

"Sorry but you have to go."

Ichigo glanced back and smiled as he picked up Hyou and carried him upstairs. "Put me down! Daddy save me!"

"Sorry squirt I'm agreeing with your mum, you need to go to school."

"Traitor!"

Grimmjow just chuckled before the smile slid off his face. "Ichigo you left me with the cleaning!"

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Half an hour later Hyou was downstairs, grumbling and pulling at his sweatshirt. "Don't pull it or it'll stretch."

"Good."

Ichigo sighed and crouched in front of the sulking child. "Cheer up Hyou, your granddad's taking you today."

His brown eyes lit up and he grinned. "Which one?"

"Granddad Gin."

"Where's Granddad Isshin?"

"He'll take you another day ok?"

"Ok. When's granddad getting here?"

A knock sounded at the door and Ichigo smiled. "There he is, you want to let him in?"

"Yes!"

Hyou ran down the hallway to the front door as Ichigo went back to the kitchen. "Having fun?"

Grimmjow turned and glared at him, throwing the wet cloth at his face. "You're going to pay for this."

Ichigo rolled his eyes. "You signed up for this when I asked you if you wanted a child."

"I didn't expect this much cleaning!"

"Try ten kids."

They both turned to see Gin walk in with Hyou hugging his leg. "Hey Gin, how are you?"

"Fine thanks Ichigo. How's the domestic life treating you Grimmjow?"

"It sucks."

Gin just chuckled. "Hey Hyou?"

"Yes?"

"Why don't you go find me that drawing your mother was telling me about?"

"Ok!"

Hyou ran upstairs and Gin turned to Grimmjow smirking, who was currently cleaning the drawers of flour. "Out of all my children, you were the last on my list out of who I expected to settle down with a child."

"Blame Ichigo."

The orange head stuck his tongue out childishly. "You love me really, admit it, you love your life."

Grimmjow sighed and stood up, throwing the cloth into the sink and hugging Ichigo to his side. "I know, I wouldn't change anything."

"Good."

Ichigo looked up at Gin. "How's things with Aizen going?"

Gin smiled mysteriously. "Getting back on track, he's given up on his vendetta against you."

"Doesn't mean he's coming anywhere near Ichigo or Hyou."

"I know, taking it one step at a time."

Hyou ran downstairs and pressed the sheet into Gin's hands. "Here!"

Gin looked at the sheet and smiled softly. "Is this you, your mum and dad?"

"Yup!"

"You all look very happy."

"We are happy!"

Hyou ran over to Ichigo who picked him up and Grimmjow put one arm around his waist, ruffling Hyou's hair with the other. "Got that right squirt."

"Don't call him squirt!"

"You know it won't change."

Ichigo sighed and shook his head, kissing Hyou's cheek. "You've gotta go sweetie."

He placed the child on the floor who hugged both him and Grimmjow before taking Gin's hand. "Bye!"

"Have a good day!"

"Don't forget to eat."

The door shut and Ichigo squeaked slightly as he was spun around and kissed within an inch of his life. "W-what was that for?" He asked weakly.

"I've been wanting to do that all morning, you looked so sexy trying to make pancakes earlier."

"Grimm..."

The older man smirked and lifted Ichigo onto the counter top. "I think you need teaching a lesson."

"About what?"

"Cooking, and your language." Grimmjow pressed a finger against Ichigo's lips, groaning slightly when he licked it.

"You going to punish me?"

"You bet your sweet ass I am."

Ichigo grinned as he was pulled into another kiss, his legs wrapping around Grimmjow's waist. His shirt was undone and dropped to the floor, Ichigo pulled away and smiled. "How about we take this upstairs?"

"That sounds like a good plan."

Ichigo took Grimmjow's hand and lead them back to their room, his back hitting the wall as they entered and Grimmjow's lips crashing against his own. They stumbled backwards onto the bed when Grimmjow broke away to find the bottle of lube as Ichigo made quick work of their remaining clothes.

"Eager are we?"

"We haven't had sex in almost three days Grimm."

"I know baby, one of the perks of being parents."

Ichigo laughed and sat up slightly, taking the bottle from him. "I wanna top."

"What makes you think I'm going to let you?"

"C'mon Grimm, I haven't been on top in months." Ichigo crawled closer and started stroking his half-erection. "Please?"

"You're a bastard you know that."

"Is that a yes?"

"Yes."

Ichigo grinned and pushed him back, claiming his lips again. "I love you."

"Love you too, so get on with it."

Ichigo just chuckled and shimmied backwards, parting Grimmjow's legs. "Don't deny it, I know you like this."

"Mmm."

Grimmjow groaned and grasped Ichigo hair as he started sucking the head of his erection and one finger pushed inside him. Ichigo soon added a second finger and Grimmjow jerked slightly.

Ichigo pulled away with a pop and grinned guiltily. "Sorry."

"Fuck Ichi don't stop."

"Really?"

"Yes, hurry up."

Ichigo shrugged before taking Grimmjow's member back into his mouth and started scissoring his fingers. It had taken time, but he finally got Grimmjow to let him do the prepping instead. Grimmjow moaned gently and his head hit the pillows.

"Keep going Ichi." Ichigo hummed causing him to jerk in pleasure. "Shit!"

Ichigo stopped and pulled his fingers out, kissing up Grimmjow's body until he reached his mouth. "Enjoying yourself Grimm?"

"I was until you stopped."

Ichigo just smirked before covering his own erection. "It's about to get better."

"If it doesn't, I'm suing you."

He just laughed before sliding between Grimmjow's parted legs, placing a soft kiss on his mouth. "I love you." He whispered, pushing inside his lover.

Grimmjow groaned and closed his eyes. "God dammit Ichigo."

"What?"

"You had to be big didn't you."

"Yup."

Ichigo slipped a hand between them to stroke Grimmjow's member. "Feeling better?"

"Mmm." Grimmjow lifted his hips slightly and opened his eyes. "You can move."

"Sure?"

"Yes."

Ichigo lent forward and engaged him in a kiss as he pulled and thrusted back in, earning a moan from the blue hair man. "Like it Grimm?"

"Yeah."

Ichigo laughed before lifting himself up and thrusting deeper. "How about now?"

"Fuck! Ichigo I swear to god you better go faster..."

"Mmm. All in good time love."

Ichigo continued his torturous pace for a while before Grimmjow's eyes snapped open to glare at him. "Ichigo fucking-" his rant got cut off as his prostate was hit, a moan replacing his words.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" Ichigo grinned sadistically and increased his pace, turning Grimmjow into a mess beneath him.

"Ichigo..."

"Yeah Grimm?"

"Fucking touch me."

"M'kay." Ichigo started stroking his erection again and Grimmjow's head tossed restlessly, his cheeks flushed slightly. He lent forward and captured his mouth as Grimmjow reached his climax, following him a few moments later.

"Fucking hell Ichi?"

He lifted his face from Grimmjow's chest and grinned. "Yeah?"

"Since when did you get that good."

He shrugged. "Practice?"

"It better have been with me."

He rolled his eyes. "No shit Sherlock, I've been practising with next door."

Grimmjow growled slightly. "If you ever cheat on me..."

Ichigo pacified the slightly irritated man with a kiss. "Never."

"Good."

Ichigo pulled out and flopped onto his back. "Why would I want to cheat on you? We have everything."

"What do you mean?"

"We have a house, a child, a marriage and a good family." Ichigo rolled over to snuggle into Grimmjow's side. "I wouldn't jeopardise that for anything."

"Neither would I."

"I love you Grimm."

"I love you too Ichi." They fell silent for a few minutes before Grimmjow spoke again. "Hey Ichigo?"

"Yeah?"

"What do you think about having another child?"