You're My Strawberry (Ichigo X Reader) (COMPLETED)

Baby Shower

It has been five months since you been pregnant, and Ichigo had lived so far from the dangers of a pregnant woman. Rangiku planned a baby shower for you, without your permission so it was more of a forced party. People still came and brought presents which was good.

Your food craving hasn't gone down at all along with the feeling of smelling Ichigo's hair. Yes that was weird, but your senses grew stronger when you're pregnant. Momo was helping you change into a longer dress since you accidentally split chocolate milk all over it. It wasn't just a good craving you had either.

Momo giggled while she helped your arms through the dresses arm holes. "Geez (y/n), I didn't think that chocolate milk stood a chance against you."

You smiled and poked your head through the head hold. "Well I'm craving for chocolate milk and my sense just go off. It's hard to ignore them since they attack my sense of thinking."

She smiled and gently patted your belly. "Since you're five months in have you felt the baby move around yet?"

With a sigh you also rubbed your belly as well. "No. The doctor said usually it's hard to tell when the baby moves... but I should be able to feel it."

"Oh right!" She suddenly gasped, remembering something. "Have you let squad 4 see what the babies gender is yet?"

"We're not doing that. We want it to be a surprise."

Momo smiled as she knew who the other person was. "How is Ichigo handling all this?"

"Pretty good so far. His sisters and father are excited for the baby and if he's surviving then he's doing a job well done. I think he would be a great father. He had protected and helped raise his sisters when he was growing up, so I know he'll just be as good."

"Never spoken truer words." Momo gave a small smile.

"Are you guys done yet? It's time for presents!" Rangiku comes into the bedroom, drunk off her ass.

Ugh, maybe now you regretted making her the godmother. It's not that you didn't like Rangiku, but if she would get drunk a lot then that would be a problem around the baby. Now you could see why Ichigo didn't want her as the godmother, but it was already done and too late.

"Yeah, yeah we're done." You playfully sassed back.

Rangiku giggled and leaned against the doorway. "Well come on! We have cake out here!"

Cake. That called your name. As quickly as your pregnant body would let you, you rushed to the living room where a three layered cake was on the table. One side was pink for girl and the other boy, it was a game for the person to cut into which side to see which gender they thought what the baby was.

Rangiku had a pink slice while Momo had a blue slice. For you, you just cut in the center to have both a pink and blue side, now on one would fight over this.

"Alright," You said, with a mouthful of cake. "Were is my first present?"

"I'll go first." Momo handed out a small box that looked cute with tiny bells for the wrapping.

It was sad to rip away the nice wrapping but it had to be done. Inside was a raddled as one of Momo's bell from her zanpukto. It had a nice whitish sliver color to it when you see newly fallen snow falling down. When you jiggle it, it made a pretty sound of a wind chime and a calming river.

"It's so pretty... I love it!"

Momo blushed and rubbed the back of her neck. "Thank you, (y/n)."

"My turn!" Rangiku held out a huge box with wrappings of daisies on it. She sure had a thing with daisies. You ripped up the wrapping paper and opened it up to a crib, well kind of, it had to be put together which would be Ichigo's job.