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It all started when Ameko had to open her big fat mouth.
Sora sat in his high chair, leaning over the side, and dribbling apple sauce out of his mouth, watching in fascination as it slopped on the floor in a not-so-neat circle.
Sora giggled, and clapped his hands, feeling accomplished.
Meanwhile, Ameko strolled into the kitchen, making a face as she carefully skipped around the mini-puddles of apple sauce and smiled at her brother.
"Sora!"
"Nii-dan!" Big green eyes met hazel ones. Ameko smiled slyly.
"Sora bo bora, fi fa fo fora!" Ameko babbled, and poked his nose with her finger affectionately.
Sora stared, and then giggled. "Nii-dan!"
"Sora bo bora, fi fa fo fora!" Ameko recited, again.
Sora giggled. "Ameko bo bameko, fi fa fo fameko!"
Ameko's smile widened even more. "Yes. Rise... my apprentice."
-cue dramatic music-
She had conquered.
...
Ameko skipped out of the kitchen, feeling light and accomplished, and passed her mother, who was going in to feed Sora/clean up whatever mess he made.
As they passed, Orihime looked at her daughter curiously, pausing for a moment as she watched Ameko skip out happily. Something was wierd.
She turned back to her son, and automatically, a big smile crossed her face.
"Mumum!" Sora crowed, hitting the high chair's tray with his spoon over and over. Orihime smiled.
"Let's feed Sora some apple sauce! Yayyy!"
"Mumum!"
Orihime took the spoon out of his hands and picked up the little jar of sauce, "What is it, baby?"
"Mumum bo bumum, fi fa fo fumum!"
Orihime stared at her son for a moment before bursting into a fit of giggles. Taking this as praise, Sora crowed.
It had started.
...
Orihime had dropped off Sora and Ameko at the Kurosaki's, as Ulquiorra was working and she had to take Ameko to a doctor's appointment. Luckily, Sora got along quite well with Rukia and Ichigo's triplet daughters- Hisana, Masaki and Sakura.
"NO MUMUM, NO!" Sora screamed, clinging desperately to Orihime's leg.
"I'll be back in a while, Sora-"
"NO!"
"Sora," Orihime got down on her knees and pulled her son off her leg, "C'mon, it's only for a little while. And look-" she pointed at a familiar orange-haired, violet-eyed little girl watching curiously in the background, "Sakura's gonna play with you."
Sora sniffled, green chibi eyes filled with tears, and backed off. "Ok."
Orihime left, and when Rukia pulled all four kids into the kitchen for a snack, Sora adapted quickly and easily.
"Ukia!" Sora squeaked, accidently spilling apple juice on the table.
Rukia automatically wiped it up with a paper towel, "Yes?"
"Ukia bo bukia, fi fa fo fukia!" Sora chimed, doing a little dance with his hands as he did.
...
Orihime watched out of the corner of her eye as Sora toddled around the living room, dragging his stuffed rabbit, Gigi, (a gift from Rukia during Orihime's baby shower) around as he did. The rabbit was rather large, an off-white color, with long, floppy ears and a big yellow bow tied around it's neck. Sora took it with him wherever he want, dragging it by an arm or a leg, but never by the ears.
Finally, he plopped down in a place he found suitable, Sora plopped the poor old rabbit in front of him and crowed, "Gigi bo bigi, fi fa fo figi!"
Orihime raised an eyebrow as Sora tied a towel around his shoulders, "I'm supel-man! Supelman bo bupel-man, fi fa fo fupelman!"
...
Ulquiorra stared at his son, who sat in the living room playing with a toy truck.
He observed as his son put Gigi in the bed of the truck, moved it two inches, and dumped it out with a loud "BEEP!"
Ulquiorra went over to his son and sat down, eyeing him curiously. "What are you doing, Sora?"
"Baba!" Sora squealed excitedly, forgetting his toys, got up off his little butt and toddled over to Ulquiorra, where he began climbing his lap.
"What is it?"
Sora gripped Ulquiorra's shoulders and looked up at his father, emerald eyes meeting emerald eyes, and recited dutifully, "Baba bo baba, fi fi fo faba!"
With that, Sora slid off Ulquiorra's lap and ran, squealing and giggling as fast as his pudgy little legs could carry him, both of his hands covering his mouth as he giggled.
Ulquiorra watched him go with a blank expression.
'What...?'
...
Grimmjow came over.
Although he and Ulquiorra never got along when they were hollows, now that both were shingami they had gained a- well, a tolerance of each other.
This was besides the fact that Sora absolutely adored the blue haired, blue eyed man.
Grimmjow was rather fond of him, too.
"Hey, little man!"
"Glim-jowww!" Sora crowed, running over to him. Grimmjow ruffled his hair.
"Man, are you looking tough. Look who's getting bigger and stronger every day!" Grimmjow grinned evilly, looking up at Ulquiorra, who watched blankly in the doorway, "Unlike his lousy dad!"
Ulquiorra's blank stare was menacing. Words were exchanged even though he didn't say anything.
Shut up or I'll kill you.
Grimmjow's grin got even bigger.
"Glimmjow!" Sora tugged his pant leg.
"What is it, lil' man?"
Sora hopped up and down, Gigi flying out of his grasp as he did, "Glimmjow bo blimmjow, fi fa fo flimmjow!" and ran to retrieve his rabbit, "Gigi bo biji, fi fa fo fiji! Enraku bo benraku, fi fa fo fenraku! Ichigo bo beechigo, fi fa fo feechigo! Sado bo bado, fi fa fo fado!"
Grimmjow looked at Orihime, a flat look on his face, "You taught him that, didn't you?"
...
It was eight at night- Sora's bedtime.
Orihime tucked him into bed.
Sora yawned, and Orihime smiled.
Sora dropped Gigi on the floor. Orihime picked him up and put it next to him.
Sora yawned again... and burst out in song.
"Tatsuki bo batsuki, fi fa fo fatsuki! Nii-dan bo bii-dan, fi fa fo fii-dan! Pillow bo billow, fi fa fo fillow! Nelli bo bellie... "
"Shh," Orihime said, putting her finger on Sora's lips, "Sleepy time. No more fi fa fo."
"Ok.." Sora's said sleepily, his eyes getting droopy.
Orihime quietly slipped out of Sora's room, leaving the door half open so that a little light still peaked in, and went to her own room.
"What has he been singing all day?" Ulquiorra questioned, glancing up from his book.
"I dunno." Orihime pulled the scrunchie out of her hair, "He must've picked it up from somewhere-"
"Kurosaki's?"
"No, he was singing long before I left him there." Orihime sighed softly, "Hopefully by tomorrow it will be long forgotten."
"Yes."
...
The next morning, both Ulquiorra and Orihime were soundly asleep in their room. It was 5 in the morning, and not a soul was awake.
Quietly, the door creaked open.
Sora crept slowly to his parent's bed, staring at his father in fascination as he did. He gripped the edge of the bed with his little fingers, before pulling himself up onto it, and then...
...jumped right on Ulquiorra and screamed, "BABA BO BABA, FI FA FO FABA! MUMUM BO BUMUM, FI FA FO FUMUM! MUMUM!"
Orihime screamed.
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END
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1. Gigi is Sora's stuffed rabbit. Yes, it's a male. Even though it's name is Gigi. XD That's how Sora's brain works.
2. Ameko is a clever, evil genius girl. Ulquiorra once commented on Ameko possibly being Aizen's daughter instead of his and Orihime's. Orihime gave him the cold shoulder for the rest of the day. XD
3. I'm really sorry for not updating sooner! I've been busy with my classes for this semester finishing (is a lame excuse, I know) hopefully I'll be posting more. Oh yeah, if you guys have any suggestions or requests for prompts that you want me to write, let me know. :D