The Kishin is Our Babysitter DISCONTINUED

by teppiana

When Spirit and Lord Death have no one else sane enough to help babysit their eight year old kids, Kid and Maka while they are gone they turn to the last person they'll ever turn ura. Will Asura be up to the test unlike their past babysitters?

1. Prolouge

Prolouge:

Maka's POV:

Tonight will be just like any other night. Papa, and Lord Death go out to do something while Kid and I are stuck with some nut job of a babysitter. I mean what Dad leaves their kid with a guy who tried killing Lord Death and make the world go insane? Obviously not the smartest Dad in the world. I can still remember how Papa told us tonights babysitter, which is an hour late.

"Maka get back here your hair is asymmetrical!" Kid whined chasing the ash blonde around her house. "No Kid leave me and my pig tails alone!" Maka yelled running into the bathroom locking the door. Kid stopped at the bathroom door, knocking eight times. "Little Albarn, Little Albarn let me in!" Maka giggled at Kid's little parody of the three little pigs, "Not by the bindings of my big big book!" He rolled his eyes playfully, and stuck his tongue out. "Then I'll just go eat all your icecream!" Maka quickly unlocked the door, and opened it frowning at Kid. "I thought we were going to eat it together!" Kid turned away, crossing his arms. "You're to asymmetrical to eat icecream!" Maka began to cry at the young shinigami's statement. "Maka whats wrong!?The babysitter is going to be here, and you should not be crying or you'll scare him away!" The red headed womanizer asked his crying daughter while putting on his jacket. "K-K-Kid said that I was to as- Wait another babysitter!?" Maka whined crossing her arms. "You said no more babysitters since that one guy tried to dissect me!" Kid glared at Spirit. "Yea you always pick the asymmetrical guys!Its not fair!" Spirit scooped up the whining kids, carrying them to the couch. "No need to worry he's just a..." He hesitantly said, putting the kids down. "Just a what?" Maka asked sweetly, and angelic as she could. "Oh he's just a kishin..." Spirit mumbled, before getting Maka chopped and having Kid measure how deep the book went in. "Only three centimeters deep!A whole new record!" Kid cheered giving Maka a hug. "T-T-Thank you Kid..." Maka's face turned as red as her dad's hair. "HEY STAY AWAY FROM MY MAKA-CHAN!" Spirit yelled rub-

Ding-Dong

I looked at the door, and went to go answer it. 'This better be the babysitter...If not my Dad left us home for the whole night.'