Yuppers, a NEW story! I know, I know, I already have five stories to deal with, but WHAT THE HELL! IT'S NEW YEARS EVE! Why not? This is going to be the FIRST EVER Guardian Angel Getten story. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: GAG (ha!) is not mine.

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"Wow, it's actually been a NORMAL day for once!" Shichiri Tasuke commented to himself. Indeed, nothing strange had happened for once. Living with two spirits that seemed to cause chaos and destruction wherever they went definitely wasn't normal, and Shichiri dearly missed those days of tranquility. And yet, Shao and Luu were fun to be around, so there wasn't much room to complain.

"But I DO wish that Luu would stop coming on to me!" Shichiri mumbled.

"TASUKE-SAAAAAN!" He heard a voice yell to him from behind. He turned and saw a short, pudgy, brunette woman running towards him with bags and a baby in her arms.

She stopped in front of him, panting for air, and dropped her begs on the ground.

"Mrs. Johnson?" Shichiri said, amazed she could run so fast with all that luggage.

Mrs. Johnson was new to Tokyo. She moved here from America, along with her baby son, but no husband. Everyone assumed she was divorced.

Mrs. Johnson smiled. "Yes, I am me! Listen, Tasuke-san, I need a favor of you." She said.

"What?" Shichiri asked.

She indicated to the sleeping baby in her arms. "I have business to attend to…elsewhere. Can you watch my son, Tommy, for a little while?"

Shichiri was stunned. Him? A fourteen year old? Take care of a baby?

"Why me?"

"I couldn't find a baby-sitter!"

"But, I know ABSOLUTELY NOTHING about taking care of children!"

She shoved a paper into his hands. "THESE are instructions! You'll do fine!"

Shichiri sighed. He HATED to turn down a simple request. Even though this DEFINITELY was NOT simple, he nodded in agreement.

"WONDERFUL!!!" She clapped her hands in delight, almost dropping Tommy. She handed her son to him.

"Ok, I'll just take his bag…" He said, reaching for a bag hanging from her wrist.

She held it protectively. "DON'T TOUCH IT!" She snapped.

He took his hand back in surprise. "Oh, sorry…"

She waved her hand dismissively. "Oh, I should be the one apologizing! That was quite rude of me! This bag has my, umm, delicates." She said, making Shichiri blush.

She pointed to the other bags. "THOSE are Tommy's." She said.

Shichiri was surprised. There had to be at least nine bags on the ground! "ALL of those?! What about yourself?"

"Oh, I'll be fine with this one." She said, hoping he'll drop the subject.

He finally did, and with an exchange of goodbyes, Shichiri picked up the bags, and the baby, and staggered home.

Mrs. Johnson walked in the opposite direction towards the airport, a shadow gracing her face. She was glad he hadn't seen the contents of the bag, because they were illegal. There weren't underpants in her bag. There were DRUGS!!! Crack, cocaine, marijuana, heroin, meth, angel dust, YOU NAME IT! Her "business" was smuggling illegal drugs into IRAQ!

And she couldn't let Mr.Tasuke know about that, or else…

There would be yet another assassination of a babysitter who knew too much.

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OOOH! Suspense! Gotta love it. Next chapter coming soon…IF YOU REVIEW, DAMMIT!!!