Nin-Ni Chan: I'M GOING TO KILL YOU! *chases Lemony* YOU WHORE-MONGER!
Lemony: *runs away* *laughs out loud* I LOVE YOU TOO NIN-NI CHAN! XDDD
Nin-Ni Chan: *still chasing Lemony* WHY DID YOU HAVE TO SAY THE JANGA-LANG JOKE ON FANFICTION!
Lemony: *still running* I COULDN'T RESIST! HAHAHAHAHAH!
Gin Ichimaru never thought certain things were useful. Take for example, his wife Azumi. She was selfish and unspeakably self-centered. That woman didn't care about anyone other than herself, not even her own child. Even though she looked like a 6 feet tall, big-breasted, blonde angel, that woman was a demon sent straight from Hell. Lucifer didn't want to deal with that woman (and that's saying a lot)…figuratively speaking.
Hence, Gin's situation now. He was currently sitting in the lush home office, scanning websites on his laptop, searching for someone worthy enough to watch his daughter. Most people look directly at prices, but here's some knowledge for you: Gin Ichimaru was the Prez Hilton of Karakura Town. He owned a string of successful, swanky hotels called The Fox Den Suits. It was only common information that the silver-haired man had cash out the ying-yang, Gin had so much money he didn't even know what to do with it. He went from a poor boy who worked as a bellhop to a millionaire business owner. Funny how things change, isn't it?
And it was because of his booming business that he was searching for a babysitter or a nanny to watch his pride and joy of a child. Like most business owners, Gin traveled frequently to look for new business endeavors and was sometimes gone for days on end. Let's face facts, Gin didn't trust Azumi to make him breakfast, let alone watch his child while he was away. Like what was stated above, that battle-axe of a wife Azumi didn't even care for her own child, can you say "unfit mother" three times fast?
Gin clicked another link to an elderly nanny who resembled Nanny McPhee, he backspaced then saw another that looked like the classic Mary Poppins! The silver-haired man came to the sinking conclusion that he might never find some suitable for his baby girl.
His daughter.
If it was one thing Gin loved more than his business, it was his eight-year-old daughter Kimiko. That little girl took up all the space in Gin's heart, he would get this funny feeling in the pit of his stomach whenever she was nearby. Kimiko Ichimaru, or Kimmy for short, was Gin's pride, joy, fortune and whatever else stood for great value in his life. Everything the fox-faced man did was for the sake of his little girl.
Now here he was, searching website after website for a babysitter. Gin nearly hit the fucking ceiling when he felt something tug on his black suit slacks beneath his desk. The silver-haired man jumped up and looked under his desk. And who should be hiding under there but little Kimmy herself.
"Hi Daddy!" Kimmy chirped, Gin couldn't help but smile at his baby girl. Kimmy looked just like Gin…thank God. She had the cutest little round face with a set of almond-shaped, light blue eyes, most likely given to her by Azumi. However, she had Gin's hair, it took on a more lavender hue, though. It was fairly long, but Kimmy liked to wear her hair in two ponytails with a bow at the top of her head.
"Hi baby, what are you doing under my desk?" Gin said picking up the little girl and plopping her in his lap.
"I was playing detective! I was invest…invest…I was watching you!" Kimmy laughed, "You're boring, Daddy!"
"Boring, eh?" Gin began to tickle Kimmy and she laughed loudly. Yes, that was one thing Gin could say about himself, he was a good dad.
"What'cha doin'?" Kimmy asked her father while looking at his computer screen, Kimmy was always a curious little thing.
"I thought you were investigating me?" The fox-faced man chuckled, "But if you must know, I'm looking for you a babysitter."
Kimmy bounced excitedly in her father's lap, "Is she nice? Will she play with me?"
Gin chuckled in the throat, "I'm sure that can be arranged."
Gin let Kimmy look at few of the nannies and babysitters, she didn't like any of them. That was another problem Gin had, if Kimmy didn't like the babysitter most likely she would turn into Satan's baby, throw hissy fits, and basically become a problem child on steroids.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Kimmy said pointing to the screen, "Can we have her?"
Gin leaned in so that he could see the picture and description, there was photo of a small girl with black hair and huge, expressive midnight blue eyes.
"Rukia Kuchiki?" He read aloud, why did that name sound familiar?
"Yeah! I know her! She watches Mogi, and she lots of fun!" Kimmy explained, "Remember? She watched us at Mogi's slumber party and she braided our hair, and let us stay up late, and then made us cookies!"
Kimmy obviously liked the Kuchiki girl, Gin didn't care that she was 'a lot of fun', he wanted to know if she was responsible. But Kimmy seemed to like her, and that's one positive check-mark for the girl.
"Please Daddy? Can she be my baby-watcher?" Kimmy begged letting her eyes go soft, Gin would never spoil Kimmy, but when she looked at him like that, he would at least try to compromise with her.
"We'll see," The fox-faced father replied, Gin always used the 'we'll see' line as a means to make Kimmy happy without giving her what she wanted. Spoiling Kimmy would be like having another Azumi on his hands.
And Gin didn't have the patients nor tolerance for that crazy shit. Think about it, two Azumi's? Gin would jump out of a fucking window and slit his throat on the way down and scream "Why Lord? Why?"
Kimmy leaped from her fathers and scurried out his office, "I'm gonna go find Mommy!"
Gin shook his head as he watched the little girl run off, "Good luck," He muttered to himself.
You should know by now that Azumi isn't Mommy Of The Year. That woman spent more time at the mall spending Gin's money than with her own daughter. Poor Kimmy always wanted to spend time with her mother, but Azumi was always 'busy'. How is a mother to busy for her own kid? Azumi practically ignored Kimmy when she was around. The best word to describe how Azumi treated Kimmy would be: ugly. She was just plain ugly to that child. That blonde bitch thought of Kimmy more as a nuisance than a daughter. It was actually her idea to get the kid a babysitter so that way she could leave the house and do whatever, wherever, with whoever…hell she did that now already.
"Gin!"
The silver-haired man looked up and immediately frowned on the inside. Speak of the blonde she-devil…
"Why is Kimmy just running around?" Azumi demanded as she approached her husband's desk, she was clearly pissed off.
Surprise, surprise.
"She was looking for you!" Gin snapped, the blonde woman put her hands on her hips.
"Why? Doesn't she know I have to be somewhere?"
"And where the hell are you going?" Gin asked arching an eyebrow,
"Wouldn't' you like to know?" Auzmi replied quirking her glossy lips,
"You know," Gin said rising out of his chair, "It wouldn't hurt you spend a little time with your daughter."
"I spent enough time in the hospital pushing her out!" Azumi fired back with her voice rising, "And I spent enough time in gym trying to get my figure back. The way I see it, I've already spent enough time with that girl!"
"Get the fuck out of my office!" Gin yelled pointing to the door, Azumi smirked viciously at him and left, Gin winced with every clack of her heels.
He really hated that woman.
Here's a phone number a wise man said every man should call just in case his woman is irking his last nerve: 1-800-Choke That Hoe.
Gin Ichimaru had never struck a woman in his life, but every time he saw Azumi he wanted bitch-slap that hoe! That was all she needed, Azumi was begging to get slapped one good time…
A little back-story on Gin and Azumi: The two meet eight years ago at one of Gin's hotels. One thing lead to another and the silver-haired man ended up banging that simple bitch. Sure Azumi was Satan in a dress, but she had the body of a goddess. Gin just couldn't resist. The two were together for a few months after that, but then split up. About three whole weeks later, Azumi called Gin and told him she was pregnant! Of course Gin knew how much of a slut Azumi was and didn't claim anything until they got a paternity test.
In the words of Maury: Gin Ichimaru, you are the father!
The test came back positive, and besides, Kimmy looked too much like Gin for him to deny she wasn't his. Needless to say, Gin immediately took on the reins as father. But that meant he'd have to deal with Azumi…
The two had a shotgun-wedding in a matter of speaking, and Gin whisked his new wife and child into a huge mansion, and gave them everything they could ever want. But, of course, that selfish little hellcat of a so-called wife wanted more.
Azumi began drinking and cheating on Gin within six months of the I Do's. Even with Kimmy still a baby, the slut-monkey STILL couldn't grasp the simple fact that she was mother. Nope, no one else matter, Azumi lived for herself. However, Gin was no fool…
He took Kayne West's advice got a pre-nup because Azumi was the stereotypical gold-digger! Her only means of finance was Gin, and she knew she wouldn't get one red cent if she divorced him. So if Gin had to miserable for the sake of their child, then by-golly so did Azumi!
And that killed Gin on the inside. With having a horrible mother, he wanted to make sure Azumi couldn't fill little Kimmy with her venom. So, Gin spent most of his time either working, or with her to at least show that girl that one of her parents loved her. Kimmy was the only reason why Gin tolerated Azumi.
Did you catch that? Gin only "tolerated" Azumi, in the words of Snoop Dog: He don't love that hoe.
But, he didn't want his beloved baby girl to grow up in a broken household without a mother…but at this rate, that was exactly where they were headed. His life was a regular Lifetime movie!
Maybe a babysitter who Kimmy liked wouldn't be so bad, maybe she'd be a mommy-figure or an older female whom Kimmy could look up to (cause lets face it, Hannah Montana wouldn't look up to Azumi). Maybe this wouldn't be such a bad arrangement…
Gin plopped back down in his chair and padded his suit jacket for his cellphone, he pulled it from his breast pocket and dialed the number on the screen.
"Hello," He said, "May I speak to Rukia Kuchiki?"
And now the trouble starts...
Nin-Ni Chan: *huffs to catch breath* I…going…to…kill…you!
Lemony: *smirks evilly* Hey Nin-Ni Chan,
Nin-Ni Chan: *still huffing* What?
Lemony:…JANGA LANG! JANGA LANG! JANGA LANG! HAHAHAHAHAHAH *runs from Nin-Ni Chan*
Nin-Ni Chan: YOU SLUT-MONKEY!
Lemony: JANGA LANG! HAHAHAHAHA! (Still an inside joke, don't ask)…REVIEW!