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Parenting 101
Chapter 2
(A/N: For this fic I'm not listing anyone has babysitting a child of their own because I want to play off of the raw person, rather than after they've had that shot of instincts from actually having their own spawn, also, these are all oneshots, they're in no paticular order so events that take place in this fic may or may not apply to other )

Ichigo

It was a good day... Ichigo was home alone for once in his life, he was home alone... his dad? Playing golf with a freind; his sisters? At a slumber party for a mutual freind; even Rukia was gone, were? With Orihime to see a movie; he sighed in contentment as he searched around in the bowl of candy from last Halloween for a giant Reesees; "Dang it... stupid Dad must've eaten 'em all..." he muttered in irritation, settling for a KitKat instead, after all it was a day he had yearned for since he was born, he was NOT going to let ANYTHING ruin it... "Gimme a break, gimme a break, gimme a break of that KitKat bar," he muttered as he opened the packege and took a bite, "These things are too small..." he muttered as he chewed, then, just as he was heading off to watch Football and drink Coca Cola, he heard the irritating sound of a doorbell ringing... "Ugh... people..." he muttered in disdain, it was probbably just some sale's person anyway... he stuffed the rest of the candybar in his mouth, threw out the papper, and slinked towards the door, peering out the peephole and sighing, it was his neighbor... "Hey Mrs. Akajin," he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck, "Ichigo! Hi! Listen, I was hoping you would do me a little favour..." the young woman said happily as she held onto her young baby, "Hm? Wat is it?" he asked, she smiled slightly, "Well um, you see my sister is in the hospital and I need to go see her, but Emiko isn't allowed in the ward and I was sort of hoping you would babysit... I no it's a huge inconvenince but you would really be helping me out," the man-side of Ichigo wanted to scream and pitch a fit that his man-day was ruined.... but his intellegent, sensitive side reached out and took the baby without hesitation, "Oh sure, it's no problum at all," he said with a fake smile as his other arm was loaded with a diaper bag, "Oh thank you! I owe you big time!"

"Alright Emiko, I've babysat you before, we're going to have a fun time right?" Ichigo asked her rhetorically, "Yeah we are, 'cause you're a good girl and you're going to probbably just sleep the entire time you're here and let me watch football right?" suddenly the baby started to laugh.. and laugh... and laugh... and Ichigo gulped...

Ichigo plugged his ears, she wouldn't stop CRYING! She wasn't hungry; her mother had said before leaving that she just ate, and she didn't need to be changed, so wat could it be!? He hesitantly glanced over at the TV and gulped, "Oh no..." he muttered, he figured the noise from the football game was disturbing her... he hoped he was wrong... so, out of pure curiosity, he changed the channel to something more kid freindly, Barney to be specific, and the crying immediatly stopped, he sighed, "Well isn't that lovely..." he muttered as the little girl bounced up and down happily in her small, indoor swing, he sighed, "Well atleast you're happy..." he muttered, 'I hope there aren't any hollows today...' he thought as rubbed the back of his head

Ichigo sighed lightly in releif, the kid was finally asleep... "Now time for food..." he muttered, wandering off into the kitchen and leaving Emiko to sleep in her playpin, "Now let's see... wat can I eat..?" he muttered as he searched around the kitchen, seeing a plate of pancakes left on the counter, he shrugged and pinched a small peice off of the corner and popped it in his mouth.... then promptly choked on it, "Water!" he hissed, hacking it in the trash and rushing to the sink, 'Dang it Goat Beard!!!' he thought, noticing that it MUST have been his father who cooked the dreadfull things... 'How did the old man survive on his own!?' he wondered as he rinsed his mouth out, 'More importantly how did WE survive that one year after Mom died that he cooked...? Oh yeah... fast food....' he thought back, deciding to make a sandwitch, 'Pretty sad though... atleast I can cook... but I wish Rukia was here, her food is always delicious, and she's good at taking care of kids... oh well atleast this will give me expereince for our kids,' he mused as he started to stack random food onto bread, 'I gurantee that I'll be a good dad... yeah.... my kids'll give me a #1 Dad mug one day that DOESN'T have a fake worm in it... now THAT is love...' he thought, reflecting back on all those times he gave his own father prank gifts... as he put some potato chips onto his plate he heard the cry of Emiko once again errupt through the house, he sighed, 'I REALLY wish Rukia was here...'

"Ok let's se if we can find some bottles in here," Ichigo muttered as he searched through Emiko's baby bag, "Yes! A bottle!" he said in joy, setting it aside and searching for some formula.... but instead he found... baby food... "Huh.... alright then that's another option...." he mused, he picked up one of the jars of baby food along with a small, rubber-covered spoon in one hand, and with the other reached into the play pin and scooped up Emiko, supporting her in both arms as his fingers clutched the food

Ichigo was glad that Emiko's mother had included a foldable high chair in with Emiko's other things (it was like the kid was moving and not going to be babysat for an hour or two) "Ok this is going well," Ichigo said to himself as he scooped up some mashed pea baby food in the little spoon, "A bite for you," he said, feeding the goop to the baby in the highchair before him, "And one for me," he said, popping a potato chip in his mouth, this process continued for a few more bites until the tiny jar of baby food was empty, he sighed, "They really don't put much in here do they? Don't expect any person could really live off of this stuff..." he muttered, tossing the empty container in the trash and popping another chip in his mouth, he noticed Emiko staring at him in interest and raised an eyebrow, "You want one?" he asked rhetorically, showing her a small potato chip, she reached for it and he gladly handed it over, 'Well... you can gum it...' he thought as she stuffed it in her mouth and gummed the small waffer, "Your mom is going to kill me if she finds out about this..." he mused, "And that is why it's going to be our little secret..." he mumbeled, picking up the little girl from hre high chair, "Now let's go watch some Dora The Explorer and by the time it's over your mommy will, hopefully, be back," he muttered... and then.... the small child spit up on his shirt... he sighed, "On second thought, let's go change Uncle Ichi's shirt, then watch Dora, then go home I hope..."

Rukia waved to Orihime and opened the door to Ichigo's house, seeing his socked feet hanging off of the couch, she assumed he had fallen asleep and quietly shut the door, intending to go upstairs and leave him to his sleep... until she saw a diaper bag and a playpin in the living room... surprised, she walked in and smiled, it wasn't Ichigo who was asleep; but the baby girl on top of him, he smiled at her in acknowledgement and she smiled back, sitting next to him and being sure not to wake the sleeping baby, "Her mom had an emergency," he explained quitely, "Ah," "Will you help..?" "Ofcourse," then Emiko woke up.... and started crying... and they could both smell why... "Right after that," she laughed, "Hey!" "Sorry Ichigo but you're GOING to learn to change a diaper BEFORE our kids come because I will not be stuck with it for eternity, so consider this your first 'call of duty',"

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Parenting 101
Chapter 2
(A/N: For this fic I'm not listing anyone has babysitting a child of their own because I want to play off of the raw person, rather than after they've had that shot of instincts from actually having their own spawn, also, these are all oneshots, they're in no paticular order so events that take place in this fic may or may not apply to other )

Ichigo

It was a good day... Ichigo was home alone for once in his life, he was home alone... his dad? Playing golf with a freind; his sisters? At a slumber party for a mutual freind; even Rukia was gone, were? With Orihime to see a movie; he sighed in contentment as he searched around in the bowl of candy from last Halloween for a giant Reesees; "Dang it... stupid Dad must've eaten 'em all..." he muttered in irritation, settling for a KitKat instead, after all it was a day he had yearned for since he was born, he was NOT going to let ANYTHING ruin it... "Gimme a break, gimme a break, gimme a break of that KitKat bar," he muttered as he opened the packege and took a bite, "These things are too small..." he muttered as he chewed, then, just as he was heading off to watch Football and drink Coca Cola, he heard the irritating sound of a doorbell ringing... "Ugh... people..." he muttered in disdain, it was probbably just some sale's person anyway... he stuffed the rest of the candybar in his mouth, threw out the papper, and slinked towards the door, peering out the peephole and sighing, it was his neighbor... "Hey Mrs. Akajin," he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck, "Ichigo! Hi! Listen, I was hoping you would do me a little favour..." the young woman said happily as she held onto her young baby, "Hm? Wat is it?" he asked, she smiled slightly, "Well um, you see my sister is in the hospital and I need to go see her, but Emiko isn't allowed in the ward and I was sort of hoping you would babysit... I no it's a huge inconvenince but you would really be helping me out," the man-side of Ichigo wanted to scream and pitch a fit that his man-day was ruined.... but his intellegent, sensitive side reached out and took the baby without hesitation, "Oh sure, it's no problum at all," he said with a fake smile as his other arm was loaded with a diaper bag, "Oh thank you! I owe you big time!"

"Alright Emiko, I've babysat you before, we're going to have a fun time right?" Ichigo asked her rhetorically, "Yeah we are, 'cause you're a good girl and you're going to probbably just sleep the entire time you're here and let me watch football right?" suddenly the baby started to laugh.. and laugh... and laugh... and Ichigo gulped...

Ichigo plugged his ears, she wouldn't stop CRYING! She wasn't hungry; her mother had said before leaving that she just ate, and she didn't need to be changed, so wat could it be!? He hesitantly glanced over at the TV and gulped, "Oh no..." he muttered, he figured the noise from the football game was disturbing her... he hoped he was wrong... so, out of pure curiosity, he changed the channel to something more kid freindly, Barney to be specific, and the crying immediatly stopped, he sighed, "Well isn't that lovely..." he muttered as the little girl bounced up and down happily in her small, indoor swing, he sighed, "Well atleast you're happy..." he muttered, 'I hope there aren't any hollows today...' he thought as rubbed the back of his head

Ichigo sighed lightly in releif, the kid was finally asleep... "Now time for food..." he muttered, wandering off into the kitchen and leaving Emiko to sleep in her playpin, "Now let's see... wat can I eat..?" he muttered as he searched around the kitchen, seeing a plate of pancakes left on the counter, he shrugged and pinched a small peice off of the corner and popped it in his mouth.... then promptly choked on it, "Water!" he hissed, hacking it in the trash and rushing to the sink, 'Dang it Goat Beard!!!' he thought, noticing that it MUST have been his father who cooked the dreadfull things... 'How did the old man survive on his own!?' he wondered as he rinsed his mouth out, 'More importantly how did WE survive that one year after Mom died that he cooked...? Oh yeah... fast food....' he thought back, deciding to make a sandwitch, 'Pretty sad though... atleast I can cook... but I wish Rukia was here, her food is always delicious, and she's good at taking care of kids... oh well atleast this will give me expereince for our kids,' he mused as he started to stack random food onto bread, 'I gurantee that I'll be a good dad... yeah.... my kids'll give me a #1 Dad mug one day that DOESN'T have a fake worm in it... now THAT is love...' he thought, reflecting back on all those times he gave his own father prank gifts... as he put some potato chips onto his plate he heard the cry of Emiko once again errupt through the house, he sighed, 'I REALLY wish Rukia was here...'

"Ok let's se if we can find some bottles in here," Ichigo muttered as he searched through Emiko's baby bag, "Yes! A bottle!" he said in joy, setting it aside and searching for some formula.... but instead he found... baby food... "Huh.... alright then that's another option...." he mused, he picked up one of the jars of baby food along with a small, rubber-covered spoon in one hand, and with the other reached into the play pin and scooped up Emiko, supporting her in both arms as his fingers clutched the food

Ichigo was glad that Emiko's mother had included a foldable high chair in with Emiko's other things (it was like the kid was moving and not going to be babysat for an hour or two) "Ok this is going well," Ichigo said to himself as he scooped up some mashed pea baby food in the little spoon, "A bite for you," he said, feeding the goop to the baby in the highchair before him, "And one for me," he said, popping a potato chip in his mouth, this process continued for a few more bites until the tiny jar of baby food was empty, he sighed, "They really don't put much in here do they? Don't expect any person could really live off of this stuff..." he muttered, tossing the empty container in the trash and popping another chip in his mouth, he noticed Emiko staring at him in interest and raised an eyebrow, "You want one?" he asked rhetorically, showing her a small potato chip, she reached for it and he gladly handed it over, 'Well... you can gum it...' he thought as she stuffed it in her mouth and gummed the small waffer, "Your mom is going to kill me if she finds out about this..." he mused, "And that is why it's going to be our little secret..." he mumbeled, picking up the little girl from hre high chair, "Now let's go watch some Dora The Explorer and by the time it's over your mommy will, hopefully, be back," he muttered... and then.... the small child spit up on his shirt... he sighed, "On second thought, let's go change Uncle Ichi's shirt, then watch Dora, then go home I hope..."

Rukia waved to Orihime and opened the door to Ichigo's house, seeing his socked feet hanging off of the couch, she assumed he had fallen asleep and quietly shut the door, intending to go upstairs and leave him to his sleep... until she saw a diaper bag and a playpin in the living room... surprised, she walked in and smiled, it wasn't Ichigo who was asleep; but the baby girl on top of him, he smiled at her in acknowledgement and she smiled back, sitting next to him and being sure not to wake the sleeping baby, "Her mom had an emergency," he explained quitely, "Ah," "Will you help..?" "Ofcourse," then Emiko woke up.... and started crying... and they could both smell why... "Right after that," she laughed, "Hey!" "Sorry Ichigo but you're GOING to learn to change a diaper BEFORE our kids come because I will not be stuck with it for eternity, so consider this your first 'call of duty',"