Sorry! I was going to do the next story where Renji blackmails Ichigo . . . but I was having so much fun writing it, I couldn't cut myself off before it was time to put a new story up, and I had this already mostly typed out, so I finished it . . .

The third part will be out within a week!

Well, here is another, entirely crazy part of the Daddy Series. What do you think? Also, people asked me to stop warping the children's speach. I didn't. Bad Me. If you care that much, then you don't have to read this, though.

Disclaimer:I do not own Bleach or the characters.

Daddy Pt. IX — Babies

"Mommy! You aren't fat anymore!" Masaki cried in wonder, staring at her mother's stomach. Rukia smiled weakly as Ichigo chuckled.

Rukia was sitting on the clinic bed, a tiny baby boy in her arms. Ichigo was sitting beside her on the bed, holding the second child. The doctor had been wrong; it wasn't a girl . . . it had been twins!

Masaki was kneeling on her knees in her red, Christmas jumper while Kaien was jumping up and down, trying to look at the babies, though failing. He finally gripped the blanket that was laying over Rukia's knees and used it to crawl up beside his parents. Isshin came in a second later, stripping off his gloves from another paitent.

"Do you have names picked out?" he asked, smiling at the small family.

Ichigo said, "Atsushi. It means 'Compassionate Warrior'. I want to name him Atsushi Byakuya."

Rukia turned around sharply, staring at him like he was nuts.

"Last time I mentioned naming a boy after my brother, you hit your head on the wall several times," she said, the surprise still clearly showing on her face.

"Yeah . . . well, you let me name Masaki after my mom, soo . . ."

He trailed off and scratched his head, shrugging. Rukia smiled and leaned her head on his arm.

"Thank you, Ichigo."

"Whatever," he said, though he was still smiling. "What about her?" he asked, pointing to the second, smaller, baby girl.

"I want to name her Aya. Since you gave Atsushi my brother's name, would you like to give her her middle name?" Rukia asked, sighing happily as the little girl cooed softly.

"Yeah. How about Rukia? Aya Rukia Kurosaki . . ."

Rukia beamed.

Isshin broke in. "Ah! So, Atsushi Byakuya Kurosaki and Aya Rukia Kurosaki. Beautiful!"

He bounced out of the room to finish filling out the birth certificates and Ichigo reached over with his free hand to haul Masaki into his lap. She smiled as she bounced up and down, looking at the little girl in Ichigo's arms.

"I wike ma sister!" she said happily, her violet eyes shinning as she reached out to touch her hand to the baby's soft skin. Ichigo smiled. "She pwetty!"

Ichigo smiled and nodded. He had to agree. Aya was a little on the small side, but her hair was a dark, soft black color with orange streaks in it, something that Ichigo had questioned Isshin throughly about. Her brother, Atsushi, had the exact opposite hair. He had orange hair with black streaks. They both had the same eyes, though; Ice blue.

"Kaien, do you want to hold Atsushi?" Rukia asked. Kaien nodded happily, bouncing over to Rukia and sitting on her other side. She lifted him into her lap and gently placed Atsushi in his arms, supporting his head as Kaien glued his eyes on his baby brother. Ichigo took Masaki off of his lap and laid her down beside Rukia before showing the little girl how to hold the baby. Rukia helped her while Ichigo pulled out his camera and snapped a few pictures.

"Daddy? Can I take Aya to school wiff me for show and tell?"

Rukia laughed as Ichigo picked both little girls back up into his arms.

"Sorry, Masaki. You'll have to bring something else, OK?"

She pouted, then nodded.

"And guess what? I be six like Kaien!"

Kaien stuck his tongue out at her.

"I'm gonna be seven soon, though," he said, his attention drifting from the baby in his arms. Rukia leaned over and took Atsushi back from him before he dropped him.

Just then, Isshin burst through the door.

"Inoue-san and Ishida-kun are here!" he yelled in a sing-song voice. Rukia smiled as Ishida and Inoue were shown into the room by Ichigo's manic dad. In Inoue's arms was laying her and Ishida's two-month-old baby girl, Tye Akria. Inoue bounced happily over, trying to look at the babies. Ishida walked calmly over to Ichigo, who was now holding Aya again.

"So . . . twins, huh, Kurosaki?"

Ichigo nodded.

"Yup. Life is gonna be hell in just a few weeks."

Ishida smirked. Then they both turned to see the mothers cooing over the babies. Inoue suddenly shouted,

"Hey, when they grow up, Atsushi and Tye can get married!"

Ichigo rolled his eyes.

Yeah, and he would walk on the moon.

"Rukia, where are the diapers!" Ichigo yelled, trying to make his voice heard over the loud screaming of Aya. God, did she have an impressive set of lungs.

"Um, they're in the closet!"

"What the hell are they doing in there?" Ichigo yelled back, dashing over to the closet and taking the diapers out. Rukia didn't answer him and Ichigo sighed, dropping Aya's soiled diaper in the hamper before cleaning her up and fastening the clean diaper on her small bottom. He then stripped her of her wet clothes and dressed her in a soft, pink fuzzy. She was still screaming when Ichigo lifted her into his arms and walked out into the living room to find Kaien laying on his stomach on the floor, one hand under his chin and using the other hand to flash his fingers in front of Atsushi's face before quickly moving them away. Atsushi would just follow the fingers with his eyes, because he couldn't move much yet as he was only five weeks old.

"Hey, how is your baby brother doing?" Ichigo asked, walking over and sitting on the floor beside Kaien.

"He's good! Daddy, how come he can't walk and stuff like me and Masaki?"

Ichigo smiled.

"He's a baby. You don't remember Masaki as a baby, do you?"

Kaien shook his head.

"She's always been able to walk! Me, too!"

Ichigo shook his head, gently rocking Aya back and forth in his arms.

"Nope. You were once just as small as Atsushi. Believe it or not, you once couldn't walk or talk, either."

"Really?"

Kaien's eyes were glowing happily as he sat up, turning to Ichigo, but careful not to hit the baby which was currently laying on the floor on his soft, blue baby blanket.

"Yep."

"Oh. Well . . . did I stink like him, too?"

Ichigo groaned. Another diaper to change.

It was worse than then Kaien and Masaki were babies; at least they had almost a year between them. Almost. But still . . . Kaien was sleeping through the night when Masaki would be up for midnight feedings. But Aya and Atsushi were up at different times, which was worse; Aya would be up at nine, midnight, three and six, whereas Atsushi would be up at ten, one, four and seven.

And that was why Ichigo took his vacation time from work. He had two months off, and Rukia was basically worshiping him for it; taking care of the two babies at once was a nightmare. At least Kaien and Masaki said that they wanted to stay in public school for the time being; Rukia wouldn't have been able to handle teaching them, too.

"Oi, Rukia! Would you get the phone?" Ichigo called, walking into the nursery with Atsushi in his arms as he heard the phone ringing. He had left Aya with Kaien, telling him to be super careful.

He didn't hear a response from Rukia, but he did hear her talking into the phone.

"Hello?"

He didn't hear anything else, however, because Atsushi began screaming at that point.

When he was finished cleaning him up, Ichigo walked back into the living room to find Masaki with Kaien, waving her hands in front of Aya, too. They looked so funny, but it was cute.

"Daddy! Guess what? Masaki says that she saw a baby in school once!"

Masaki nodded happily.

"I saw him with Ryo. His mommy has a baby, too! And I've seen lots of babies before, I just never seen 'em up close," she said, her eyes glowing as she began jumping up and down.

"Masaki! Don't jump; Aya's on the floor," Ichigo said, worry clouding over his face as Masaki suddenly dropped down, several feet from her sister.

"Hey, daddy, was I a baby, too?" Masaki asked.

Ichigo nodded.

"Yup."

"Daddy, where to babies come from?" Maski asked, scrunching her face up in concentration.

Oh, boy.

This was really Rukia's specialty, but she was one the phone with Inoue, he guessed, because they were talking about Tye.

"Well . . ." Ichigo began, but he was cut off by Kaien.

"Aya and Atsushi were inside of mommy," he said, nodding his head happily as he smiled.

"How did they get out?"

"I dunno. Maybe they walked out."

"They can't walk!" Masaki protested.

Ichigo sighed loudly. He decided to let Masaki and Kaien talk it out amongst themselves, because eventually they would come up with the right answer.

Or not.

"Did they come from an egg? Like a chicken?" Masaki asked her brother, believing that he knew the right answer.

"Nah. They came from the doctor."

Ichigo coughed, his eyebrows leaving their scowling position to climb high on his head. He watched Masaki and Kaien talk for a while more.

"Did I come from the doctor? How did I get inside of mommy if I came from the doctor? Is the doctor my daddy?"

Ichigo jumped in.

"Let me explain, OK?"

Both the kids nodded, turning happily to him as he ran a hand through his hair.

"Well . . . uh . . ."

Or, maybe he wouldn't explain it. But their guessing was getting way out of hand, and if the doctor really was Masaki's dad, Ichigo was going to go strangle him.

"You were created as a tiny, itty bitty baby from both me and mommy."

"How?"

Oh, boy again.

"I'll tell you when you're older. But you were both created special from me and mommy and you grew inside of mommy for nine months. Well, Kaien, you grew for only eight, but you were still special. When you were first created, you were too small to even see. Way too small."

Kaien and Masaki's eyes grew wide as they listened intently to their daddy.

"We were thats small? We couldn't even be seen?" Kaien asked in wonder.

"Nope. You were that small. Four weeks after you were created, your heart started beating. You were a baby, not perfectly formed, and very, very small, but you were a baby, just like Aya and Atsushi. Then, when you were big enough to be born, daddy took mommy to the hospital and she gave birth to the baby that grew into you two."

"Wow! But my heart wasn't beating until I was four weeks?" Kaien asked, placing his hand over his chest to feel his heart.

"Nope. But you were still a baby, just not breathing yet. Anymore questions?"

Masaki waved her hand frantically around in the air. Ichigo smiled.

"Yes?"

"How come I couldn't grow inside of you, daddy? Why mommy?"

Ichigo laughed.

"Dunno, sweetie. That's just how things work. When you grow up big like mommy and get married, you can have babies, too."

"Can I?" Kaien asked.

"Nope. Your wife will have the babies."

Kaien pouted.

After dinner that night, Rukia and Ichigo were laying in bed. It was midnight, and Aya and Atsushi had yet to start crying. Rukia and Ichigo had both awoken automatically about ten minutes before and were flinching everytime they head a sound come through the baby monitor. Most of the sounds were just the babies moving around in their cribs, though.

"Ichigo," Rukia muttered, moving her face from his chest. "Why was Kaien pouting at dinner today?"

Ichigo smiled and wrapped his arms around her tighter. He said, "He was pouting because I told him he couldn't have a baby when he asked if he could, like you."

Rukia laughed. Ichigo smirked and buried his head in her shoulder, breathing in deeply of her scent as he kissed her soft skin.

"Hey, Rukia . . . the doctor isn't the father of Masaki is he?"

Rukia playfully punched him.

"Nope. Because you're the only man I've ever been with. And I clearly remember the night she was conceived."

Ichigo smirked and kissed her just as Aya's small cry filtered through the baby monitor.

Well, whatcha think? Hmm? (pokes Reviewers . . . and readers . . . and aliens . . .)

Please Review!