Like a Tiger Treading on the Flowers

I got a review commenting on the shortness of my chapters, and I was just wondering if you guys would prefer long chapters, but much less frequent updates, or shorter chapter and more frequent updates? There will be a vote on the bottom.

“//” is emphasis

Dangers of Sex: Part 3/3

“I want you so bad Ken...” Ichigo whimpered and tried to wiggle closer against Kenpachi.

Kenpachi growled in response and eased Ichigo onto his back against the pillows. “Not as much as I want you.” With that he undressed Ichigo, caressing his flesh lovingly as it was revealed. “I can't get enough of you.”

Ichigo squirmed a little bit until he was comfortably on his side with a pillow cushioning his protruding stomach. Kenpachi slid behind him and slid his leg up to gain access to his entrance while kissing the back of his neck. The 11th division captain gently prepared his soul mate and slid into him just as carefully. Ichigo gasped at the sensation and groaned as Kenpachi made love to him. It was far slower than their usual frantic coupling, both of them wary of the delicate life growing inside of Ichigo. But still it brought great satisfaction and left them swimming in pleasure.

Ichigo lay panting with a smile on his face as Kenpachi slowly slid out of him. “Fuck that was good.”

“I agree.” Kenpachi said huskily and slid a hand around to rest on Ichigo's stomach. “I love you so much.” Kenpachi whispered into Ichigo's ear.

“Me too.” The pregnant captain tilted his head back slightly and caught the larger man in a sweet kiss before shifting even closer and allowing himself to drift into sleep.

A few days later, Ichigo woke to an uncomfortable sensation. His stomach was clenching painfully, contracting and releasing agonizingly. After a moment it stopped, leaving Ichigo grimacing. What the fuck? It happened again and he cried out, waking Kenpachi at his side,

“Ichigo?” Kenpachi mumbled sitting up and turning the light on. “You okay?”

“No...I think the baby is coming.” Ichigo gasped out, curling in on himself and clutching his painful stomach.

“Are you sure?” Kenpachi asked with a panicked expression on his face, his hands resting on Ichigo's back and rubbing to try and ease the pain.

“Yes!”

With that Kenpachi scooped Ichigo into his arms. “Yachiru!” Kenpachi yelled. “Come on!”

He had barely taken two steps when Yachiru was there on his shoulder, looking down at Ichigo uncharacteristically anxious. “Mommy?” Yachiru asked.

“I'm fine.” Ichigo said, even as pain gripped him again.

Kenpachi went as fast as he could to the fourth division's facilities, sending Yachiru ahead to awaken Unohana from her bed.

The worried man gently set Ichigo down onto the table just as Unohana burst into the room with her vice captain Isane and other assistants fast behind her. “Ichigo...” Unohana said soothingly, placing her hands on his stomach. “You're going to be okay.”

Ichigo nodded, then his face tensed as pain came over him again, his reiatsu flying out of control with his pain. The weaker shinigami collapsed to their knees as Ichigo's reiatsu became too much, leaving only Kenpachi and Unohana standing, and even Unohana was fighting to remain up right.

“Ugh! It hurts Ken, please make it stop!”

“I know baby, but you got to lower your reiatsu so they can help you.” Kenpachi hovered over Ichigo, stroking his face with evident worry.

“I...I can't!” Tears poured down Ichigo's face and he sobbed as pain took over again.

“Ichigo!” Kenpachi shouted. “If you don't lower your reiatsu they can't help!!!”

Ichigo's face was strained and his head slumped back on the table as his reiatsu dropped rapidly. Too rapidly.

“Ichigo?” Kenpachi asked as the members of the fourth squad rushed to their feet again.

There was no answer.

“Ichigo!” Kenpachi yelled, his eyes wide and he grabbed Ichigo's shoulder and tried to shake him awake. Ichigo's head flopped uselessly to the side and one of his arms slipped off the table.

“Move!” Isane shouted, shoving Kenpachi out of the way and checking Ichigo's vitals.

“We need to do a c-section, now!” She shouted. “Hanataro! Bring your zanpakuto!”

“Yes ma'am!” A small shinigami rushed forward that Kenpachi vaguely remembered as one of Ichigo's friends.

Then he was shoved out the door and he was left staring in. He felt so cold...so cold without Ichigo. If he didn't live...Kenpachi couldn't live without him. Kenpachi knew with full certainty that if Ichigo died, he would die as well. He could almost feel the pain his beloved was in now, the life they had both created struggling to be free.

A pink blur collided with his stomach and looked up at him pleadingly. “Where's mommy?” Yachiru whimpered, tears coming to her eyes as she saw Kenpachi's slack face and dull eye.

“He's...they're taking it out of him now.” Kenpachi managed to get out, lifting Yachiru up to rest on his shoulder.

“Is mommy okay?”

“He'll be fine.” He didn't know who he was trying to reassure.

They both stared at the door for what seemed like hours, the blank whiteness of the building was both glaring and dull. His stomach twisted itself into knots and his chest clenched in agony. Finally the doors opened revealing a tired Unohana with a white bundle in her hands. “It's a boy.” She said with a smile and slipped him into Kenpachi's arms. Kenpachi took his son carefully, fearing that he was going to kill him simply with his touch. The baby gently stirred and opened his blue eyes blearily, his black tuft of hair just barely showing from within the cocoon of blankets. He was and angry red color all over like all new borns, but Kenpachi thought he was the most beautiful thing in the world. Well...maybe not compared to Ichigo...

“Ichigo?” Kenpachi asked, clutching the small form close to his chest while Yachiru stared down at her baby brother.

“You must understand, male pregnancies are very tricky.” Unohana said slowly her hands clenching in front of her. “He almost didn't make it, but thanks to Hanatoro's healing knife, we were able to save him and the baby.”

Kenpachi grinned in relief, than blinked when he felt something odd under his eyes that felt like blood. A wet droplet fell onto his sleeping son's face and he realized that he was actually crying. Crying for the first time in forever. He had a beautiful son, and his soul mate was alive and well.

“Can we see him?” He asked, not bothering to wipe away his tears.

“He's resting now, but I'm sure he would be glad to see his family.”

Yachiru leaned over carefully and stroked her baby's brothers head, making him grunt and shift in his sleep. Kenpachi walked into the room, wanting to run into it and take Ichigo into his arms but was extra careful because of the baby, it was so small and precious. Ichigo lay on the bed breathing quietly, his face pale and eyes reamed dark with stress. Ichigo gently cracked his eyes open and smiled tiredly at them.

“Kenpachi...”

“We're here Ichigo.” Kenpachi knelt next to Ichigo's bed, cradling their baby carefully so Ichigo could see him.

“He's so gorgeous.” Ichigo whispered. “Help me hold him?”

Kenpachi nodded and gently placed their precious bundle in Ichigo's arms so he held him firmly. Yachiru hopped off of Kenpachi's shoulder and landed onto the bed, snuggled against Ichigo while also staring at the baby.

“Daichi...” Ichigo said lovingly and smiled at Yachiru. “Isn't your little brother amazing Yachiru?”

Yachiru nodded and leaned into Ichigo. “I love you mommy.”

“I love you too, sweetheart.”

Kenpachi watched his family in awe. No one could be as happy as he was in that moment, no one could possibly because no one else was him. Kenpachi leaned forward and kissed Ichigo languidly, reveling in the sensation of Yachiru and Daichi lying comfortably in the hollow between their bodies. Thus is the dangers of sex.

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