AS: This is one of the cutest scenes I have ever done

Ken: I have to admit I am very cute in this. I didn't know you can write baby scenes so well.

AS: first time actually. had to do a lot of research and ask my mom about babies

Daisuke: you do realize i have to black mail you now. just wait until Takeru and miyako hears about this

Ken: don't you dare!

Daisuke: Bye *runs for life*

Ken: GET BACK HERE! *runs after daisuke*

AS: Enjoy! I don't own bleach or digimon


Present Day

Uryuu sighs as he tries to help Ichigo. Ichigo has been a pain since he lost his powers. He saved the world sure, but does he have to bug him about planning a surprise party for his sisters?

Uryuu listens to Ichigo's ranting as he makes a list of things he will need for the party. Uryuu halved listened as he looked at some photographs. Uryuu froze when he came upon a picture of a four year old Ichigo holding his twin sisters. Uryuu had a similar picture of himself holding his own brother on the day he was first brought home from the hospital.

Uryuu picked up the picture frame as he studied it. He remembered how happy he was when his mother brought Ken home. He was so small and innocent. He had the biggest, prettiest, violet eyes. He remembered when Ken always wanted to be carried by him. Ken just seemed to like being cuddled by his older brother.

Uryuu wiped away a tear that started to form. Ken should be eleven now. He wondered how he was? Was he safe? Was he being treated right? Was he happy? He even wondered if Ken knows that he had another family that desperately wanted to keep him and love him.

"Hey are you okay?" Uryuu staggered back in surprise as Ichigo placed a hand on his shoulder.

"I'm fine."

"You don't look fine." Ichigo replied dryly. He glanced at the picture that Uryuu was still holding. "That brings back memories. I remember when they first came home I was so happy. I was glad that I finally had sisters. I remember all the fun we had when we were younger." Ichigo's voice trailed off as he saw a pained look on Uryuu's face. "Uryuu?"

Uryuu sighed as he looks at his friend. Ichigo was lucky to have his sisters. He had so many memories with them. What did he have? A necklace and a painful, empty childhood.

"You're lucky to still have your sisters in your life."

Ichigo blinked at the comment. "Well yeah I guess. They mean everything to me. What's with the sudden interests with my sisters?"

Uryuu sighs sadly. "Nothing really. It's just that this picture reminds me of my younger brother."

Ichigo's eyes widen. "You had a brother?"

"I did just say that." Uryuu said dryly.

"I'm sorry. How did he die?" Ichigo asked as he remembered that Uryuu told him once that the Quincies were almost wiped out, in addition to some weirdo stealing incomplete Quincy powers six years ago, killing them as a result.

Uryuu gave him an annoyed look. It was just like Ichigo to jump to conclusions. "Ken is not dead."

Ichigo frowned in confusion. "But you said you had a brother. If he is not dead then…what happen to him?"

"That's a long story." Uryuu said with a sigh.

"Give me the short version." Ichigo told him as they took a seat at the table.

"My mom gave birth to Ken when I was about four. My father was on a five month business trip at the time. When he returned he fought with my mother many times saying that he didn't want Ken." Ichigo lips thinned into a narrow line. He didn't like the sad look on his friend's face. "He threatened my mother that if he didn't get rid of Ken, he would kill him."

"What? What kind of cold bastard threatens to hurt a five month old baby?" Ichigo growled.

Uryuu smiles sadly. "Now you know one of the many reasons why I don't get along with him." Ichigo grumbled to himself as Uryuu continued. "Well I ended up following my mother when she left with Ken. She entered this apartment and left him in front of one of the doors. When she left I rushed to him. He was still asleep and I felt terrible. I desperately wanted to take him back home, but I didn't want him to be killed." Uryuu sighed again. "I left a note and the other half of the necklace before ringing the doorbell."

Ichigo placed his hand on Uryuu's shoulder. "I'm sorry Uryuu. This must have been painful for you. I think I can imagine what you are going through. It was hard when my sisters were always being attacked and almost got killed because of it." Ichigo smiled slightly. "You know you can always find him now and reconnect with him."

"That is true, but I don't know his new family's names or where he lives now for that matter."

Ichigo furrowed his brows in thought. "That's going to be hard. Do you know what they look like? Maybe we can find him through the parents?"

"It's been a few years, but yeah I do remember what they look like. Why?"

Ichigo had a knowing smile on his face. "I think the others can help us find your brother. Chad and Orihime are good at locating people."

"Wait! What you think you're doing Ichigo!"

"Your brother is out there somewhere and I'm going to help you find him." Ichigo tells him as he jumps to his feet, pumping his fists in the air. Uryuu couldn't help but allow a huge grin appear on his face. After eleven years he will finally be reunited with his younger brother.

10 Years Ago

Sam Ichijouji was sitting on the floor as he watches the new addition to their family crawling around on the floor of their room. Today Ken was turning one. Sam was excited to surprise his baby brother with a very special toy that dad helped him pick out at Babies "R" Us.

He still couldn't believe that he had a baby brother. He had told his mother many times that he wanted one, but she said she will never be able to produces another child. Sam was said to be their miracle child. However, to Sam, he wasn't the miracle around here. That honor belongs to Ken.

Ken crawls towards him while dragging his teddy bear with one hand. Sam laughs good naturally at the cute sight. Ken loved that teddy bear. His birth parents must have given it to him.

Sam frowned slightly at that thought. When they found Ken on their door step Ken was scared. He would be too if he woken up to complete strangers. He remembered that his mother said that babies have this natural want to be with their mothers, especially if they were still a couple months old.

Sam remembered how Ken wouldn't stop crying until his mother started to sing a lullaby while rocking him back and forth. He calmed down after that and slowly went back to sleep from her rocking. Sam had never seen his mother so happy before. It was like she fell in love with the small child.

He remembered that his father called the authorities that morning to report what happened. It was nerve racking to see Ken taken away, but they managed to get him back months later. Though his parents had to go through training, take classes and lots of interviews, and go through lots of paper work.

Sam blinked when he felt Ken crawling into his lap. Ken looked at him with curious eyes. He smiles as he hugs Ken. Ken squeals and laughs in happiness at the attention that he was being given. Sam couldn't imagine Ken's mommy and daddy abandoning him like that. He was a baby. Who would abandon a baby in the middle of the night?

Sam tossed those thoughts aside. It didn't matter now. Ken was his baby brother now. He was part of their family. And that is how it is going to stay. If Ken's real parents didn't want the responsibility of loving this baby, then they will take that job. Because Ken is the greatest thing that ever happened to them.

"Sam dinners ready." Sam looks towards the door to see his mother. His mother had become a bit overprotective ever since they brought Ken home. She had pretty much baby proofed his room and the whole apartment within hours of Ken's return. He didn't mind that most of his stuff had to go on shelves or in the closet to make room for a baby crib. He knew it had to be done. Ken could get easily hurt and they didn't want that. His mother also had baby locks and baby gates throughout their apartment.

"Sasa!" Sam was surprised when Ken began to babble at him. His mother laughed softly as he realized that Ken was trying to regain his attention. Sam smiles at Ken's wanting to have Sam's attention. "Sasa! Sasa! Sasa!"

Sam looks at his baby brother and sees a happy smile on his face when he got Sam's attention. "Looks like someone wants his brothers attention." Sam glances at his mother quickly before Ken could complain about the lack of attention. "Come on foods on the table." His mother opens the gate that was on the door and enters the room. "Come here my little Ken. Time for baby to eat." His mother says as she lifts Ken up from Sam's lap and into her arms.

Sam follows his mother into the dining room. He takes a seat at the table as Ken is placed in his feeding chair. Ken begins squealing happily as his mother slides the table back in. After smiling at Ken she goes to the kitchen to get Ken's baby food.

Sam looks at his own food with this father. For dinner they were having mash potato, corn, and meatloaf. Sam watches as his father makes baby faces at Ken, making Ken laugh. His parents sure have gotten quite good at making a baby happy. They must know from experience that it's never a good thing to have a crying baby. That usually leads to no sleep at all.

"Here you go." Sam watches as his mother places a bowl of a dark orange color baby food and a spoon on Ken's table. However, his mother kept the bottle of baby formula with her as she took her seat. Everyone began eating after that. Well, everyone except Ken that is. Most of his food ended up on his face or on the table, but that was to be expected. He was still learning after all.

After Sam finished his food he saw his mother cleaning Ken's face with a wet cloth. Once he was cleaned he was given his bottle. The baby cup had handles on both sides of the cup. Ken held his cup with both hands as he drank his formula. While this was happening Sam helped his father clear the table. The both of them were in charge of bringing the cake and Ken's birthday present. The cake wasn't that fancy or anything. It was a simple vanilla cake with frosting.

He was disappointed that he couldn't invite any friends over or have one of those fun parties that his parents throw for him or ones that other kids have. Then again Ken was more into loud noises and colors and not into parties like he is. He guessed having a small family party with lots of noise was perfect for his baby brother.

"Sasa! Sasa! Sa! Ga! Ka!" Sam smiles as his mother takes Ken's half empty cup that he was banging on the table. Ken looks at them curiously as they place the cake on the table. His father presses a button on the radio and a nursery rhyme starts to play, making Ken very happy. He smiles along with his parents as they sing along with the song.

"Happy Birthday To You. Happy Birthday To You. Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday Ken."

"Happy Birthday To You." His parents sang together as they clapped their hands in tune to the beat.

"Happy Birthday To You." Sam sang and smiles as Ken begins to mimic their clapping and squealing baby nosies.

"Happy Birthday."

"Happy Birthday."

"Happy Birthday Ken."

"Sasa! Gaga! Ou! Ou! Ou!" Ken squeals as they finish the song. Both of his parents aww at him as Ken, they assumed, tried to say you. Sam laughs as he walks towards his brother. He places a wrapped present on Ken's table.

"Happy Birthday Ken!" Ken oohs at the object that was put in front of him. He moves it around trying to figure out what it was. Sam blinks, wondering why Ken wasn't opening it.

"Sam dear, help your brother open it. He doesn't know how yet."

Sam blinks and smiles sheepishly. He had forgotten that Ken wasn't old enough to know how to open a present. Ken watches him as he makes a tear in the paper. Ken takes the paper and gets very happy as he tears it off the present. Sam made more tears, giving Ken the satisfaction of tearing the paper off. When all the paper is off a round colorful ball is left in it's place. The ball had colorful numbers and letters on it.

Ken oohs at it as he slams playfully at the numbers. As he touches them the ball tells him what the numbers are. Ken begins to squeal again at the noise the ball produced. Sam heard his parents laughing softly at the excitement of their younger son.

Sam turns to them and sees that they were cutting the cake. Three pieces were normal size, while one was slightly smaller, most likely for Ken. Sam turned to his brother as he begins to whine. Sam rushed after the ball when he saw that Ken dropped it. He picked it up and gave it back to Ken before he could start crying.

He sighed in relief when Ken went back to squealing and talking baby gibberish. It would be bad if he starts crying and waling on his birthday. He turned to his parents as they told him to come to the table to have cake. His mother gave the smallest piece to Ken, which he made a mess of. He got frosting all over his hands and mouth, but he did manage to eat most of it.

After they finished eating, and getting Ken cleaned up of course, they went to the living room. Sam sat on the floor with Ken. Ken was on a lamb blanket playing with his new toy. Sam was simply watching his baby brother, enjoying the presence of his baby brother. He enjoyed being a big brother, even if Ken gets loud and doesn't make sense most of the time. It's hard not to love him. His smiles and laughs were contagious.

He blinks as Ken rolls the ball to him. He looks at it briefly as he tries to figure out what Ken wanted. Ken was looking at him as he talks gibberish. Ken points to the ball and then it dawned on him that Ken wanted to play. He rolled the ball and was rewarded with a happy squeal.

They continued rolling the ball back and forth. Ken enjoyed the noise, while Sam though it was a little annoying, but didn't say anything. Ken laughs as the ball tells him the different colors that he touches. Sam smiles at the sight. He really loved having a brother.