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Warning : The author warns the reader that this story is purely fictional. Aside from being fictitious, story contains YAOI or boy's love theme. Any qualms or the sort, kindly hit the 'Back' button and forget what you've read.

Title: Oh my Baby

Summary: Sendoh and Rukawa are left with a baby one day while shopping for food at a grocery store. Not having any leads as to who left the baby in their basket, the duo are left with no choice but to take care of the baby. How hard can taking care of a baby be right? (Okay that summary sucks)

Prologue:

"Hey hey, over there man! Look! She's perfect! I'm betting she's a 34, 24, 34. Hahaha! So what do you think?"

"Not interested."

"Well, how about that gal there? A foreigner! O mother father! She's tall!"

"Not looking for beauty man. There! Over there! Now that's my girl!"

"Man, you're twisted…that thing?! She's so huge I bet she has her own size!"

"Look at her waist! I bet that's thrice mine! And I'm fat!"

"Why not man. Look at her face. Doesn't she look like a nice person?"

Leaving over his cup of ramen, the young lad crossed the street and called out the rather big lady. Wearing a pink skirt topped with a green shirt which hugged her body and showed off those love handles and her rather big bosom, the lad thought that the woman was perfect.

The woman, being called out, looked behind to see the face of the moron who had the gall to call her out in the street. She was planning on whacking the guy smack in the face for calling her but upon seeing the face of the one who called her all coherent thoughts had gone flying out of her head. She sighed and mentally thanked the gods for this good luck that they had given her. After all, it's not everyday that tall, handsome -no scratch that, make it gorgeous, super gorgeous young lads call her out in the street and sweetly smile at her like that! Oh god!

"Um…ano…Can I ask you a favor?* Smile* 'Oh god, he really is talking to me, and he even look shy. Oh god, he's so cute.' The woman thought. She had made it a point to visit the temple tomorrow and give a nice offering as thanksgiving.

"A favor?" She managed to say in her sweetest voice.

"Um" *smiles* "This is really embarrassing but…" 'Oh my god, he grabbed my hand! We're holding hands! We're holding hands!!!' The woman thought as the young lad grabbed her hand suddenly. 'My god, he's gonna ask me out! I can feel it! Hahaha! He's gonna ask me-'

"Can you give me some breast milk? "

'He's gonna ask me…for breast milk?...!!'

"Eh?"

"Um, it's not for me. Haha. You see, this kid over here has been drinking formula for quite some time now and he's looking for some breast- SLAP"

"Why you insolent little-! What do you take me for, huh? You think I'm easy? You look so normal and nice. Why don't you breast feed him yourself?! Hmmf! Kids these days…"

'Who does that kid think he's asking?! He's asking me for breast milk? I'm haven't given birth yet! Damn it! I don't even have a boyfriend!'

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"Um, it's not for me. Haha. You see, this kid over here has been drinking formula for quite some time now and he's looking for some breast- SLAP"

'The hell! Did this fatso just slap me??!'

"Why you insolent little! What do you take me for, huh? You think I'm easy? You look so normal and nice. Why don't you breast feed him yourself?! Hmmf! Kids these days…"

'The hell are you turning your back on me for??' "Oi, fat- I mean old lady! Come back here! I just want some breast milk damn it! How hard could that be!! I mean, surely you have some right? Oi, oi!! Old lady come back oi!!"

On cue, the kid at his back wailed.

"WAAAAAH"

"Oh damn it! Shut up will ya! Chiko sou."

"WAAAH!"

"Oi, would it kill you to just drink formula?? Huh?"

"WAAAH!" 'I hate formula!'

"Man stop crying!!."

"WAAAH!!" ' I said BREAST MILK!!'

"You are driving me crazy."

*Sigh*

"CAN ANYONE GET ME SOME BREAST MILK??!!!HAAAAH!!"

To be continued…

Okay, so much for a prologue. In case you were wondering, I've decided to make the baby 'talk'. Well of course, I've written the actual words in between " " and thoughts between ' '. I wrote the thoughts immediately after the wails. For example, "WAAH" when the baby actually says, 'I want breast milk!' or the sort. Yeah, you get my drift right? Yeah? Good.