Rokuto was wondering around the city, trying to find something interesting to do or watch. "Humans are boring sometime" He mumbles under his breath and then he hears it. He hears a baby wimper. He stops and turns his head an sees a mother-he asumes- and her child and rocking her babe to sleep. When the baby finally shuts up-thank god- she kisses the baby's head and sets the babe in a boxs and runs off.
"So a human would abandon thier own kind...interesting," He mumbles to himself and then walks over to the baby and looks at it.
It is a newborn-even though he is a shinigomi, he can tell- and it looks like a girl-that or he has a very small winky-dink- Rokuto starts to go away until the baby starts crying bloody murder. For someone so small,they sure as hell have a load stares at the babe and she stares back and stops crying then smiles happily at him. She reaches her tiny hands out but it soon tires out and she puts it back to its sie. Rokuto picks the babe up holding it with one arm leting it lay on his arm, he makes sure he holds the head good because its a common fact to do that or the babe hea wil pop off. Roku then sighs. He's always been the very few-and by few he mean about one of the five out of the other thousand- to have a soft -dead- heart. He's always like that.
He puts the babe down and flies into a food store a gets a bottle, milk, and applesauce and flies out, making sure nobody sees. He goes back to the babe and puts the milk into the bottle and hands it to babe but it just falls. He then sighs and holds it for the babe while she drinks. He eats some of the applesauce, enjoying the taste since the apples in the shinigomi world tast like crap.
The babe burps a little and falls asleep. Rokuto then picks the babe up and carries, while he's flying, to a abanded houses. He puts the baby on a somewhat soft, beat up pillow and then flies out to get stuff hewill need. He's going to have a long couple of human years. But hey, its better than being bored all the time. Which Rokuto hates the most.