Authors Note: This is a fic I came up with when talking to My best buddy Maze. Who has a bad cold. So this I hope humors her a little.

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Chapter one- Babysitting Disater



Miaka frowned slightly as she watched her monk Seishi attempt to feed a baby. She smiled slightly at his tactics. Her brown hair braided, she leaned against the wall. Watching him coaxing the baby into eating the food. But the baby in disapproval shoved the string bean in his face. Laughter fell through the room.



'ChiChiri I think your going to be eating the baby food more then the baby himself' Miaka said walking into the room. She walked up the two, kneeling eye level with the baby. She smiled at him, 'Your just a sweet baby aren't you?' she asked.



Chichiri shook his head. Wondering how he got himself into this mess, then he laughed nervously when he remembered.

**Flashback**

He was walking past the kitchen when Miaka and her mother were talking about Miaka babysitting her little niece. He saw a small appear as she saw him. He backed away nervously trying to escape but nope he didn't get lucky.

'Chichiri oh great one, do you mind doing a favor?' Miaka asked. Dragging the monk nervous to even walk with her. He looked around, finally spotting Tasuki.



'Do you mind watching my little niece?' Miaka asked sweetly. Chichiri smiled evilly at Tasuki. Making the bandit blink in bewilderment.



'You know maybe Tasuki should watch her, no da?' he asked. Attempting to get out of watching the little rug rat. But a Sailor mouth exploded down the hall. Making Miaka and ChiChiri sweat drop.



'NO WAY IN FUCKING HELL' Tasuki yelled. Causing the Kitchen door to open, Miaka's mother standing there with a bucket and mop.

'If your going to talk like a sailor, your going to work like a sailor young man' she said, shoving the bucket and mop in his hands. While pulling Tasuki by the ears into the kitchen.

'Fine na no da' Chichiri said. Miaka smiled happily.

End of Flashback



'Not good please tell me why this doesn't mix?' a feminine voice asked. Looking at the two people attempting to feed the baby. Her partner grinned slowly. They both sweat dropped as the house turned into one war zone.



'You wanted to know why this doesn't mix?' he asked. Noticing things blowing up in the kitchen. His companion nodded. As they watched the scene before them.



'Chichiri plus miaka plus baby, plus food equals total disaster' He replied moving his hair out of his eyes. The girl chuckled at the scene before her. But they both made no attempts to even go to help. But the explosion of the stove made them want to help.



'Yui-san are you sure we shouldn't help them?' he asked. Nervousness showing in his voice, his blue eyes widening at the sight of the living room.



'Suboshi even though I know we should, it would save the baby's life' she replied. The both hurried inside the building. That was burning with flames. Five figures appeared from the burning building, Yui holding the baby close to her.



'This is why I don't let Suboshi babysit my two year old niece' Yui replied sourly. Looking at the two culprits accusingly. Miaka scowled slightly, while muttering some words.





'Yea right she could barley watch her two year old niece, without trying to throw her out the window' Miaka thought.

'This should teach us all an important lesson' Suboshi said. Gaining the attention of everyone, the baby beginning to wail.

'That the Suzaku seven aren't made for babysitting' he replied.

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Well! I know it wasn't good but hey. It was an attempt.