Let There Be Drabbles
AN: Request from nerdyrobotlove2. Ikkaku and Yumichika get stuck babysitting.
"What do you mean, you can't perform a soul burial on her?" Ichigo shrieked.
"Her soul isn't isolated. She has two souls in her body and one is alive and the other is dead. Thus no soul burial."
"Two souls in her body? What is she being possessed or something?" Ichigo murmured. Rukia and the soul both rolled their eyes.
"She's pregnant, you idiot."
" I'm 8 months. Did you think I was merely fat?"
"How did you die miss?" Rukia asked calmly, as though asking for the time.
"Fell down the stairs and hit linoleum."
"So the baby didn't die. I mean, a head injury is isolated from the abdomen ." Ichigo mused.
"You died how long ago?"
"Around noon?"
"So less than an hour ago. Your body is still warm. But the baby will die soon, without you. Ichigo call Urahara. There are other instances such as this, so spells exist to separate the body from the mother without surgery."
"Seriously?"
"No. I was making it up." Rukia sighed sarcastically. Ichigo huffed and called Urahara.
"The baby has high spiritual pressure. Very high. It's strong." Urahara told them later. The women had agreed to Konso, so long as she got to see her baby first. Urahara, Ichigo and Rukia were off searching for the babies kin. Isshin was at work, and Yuzu and Karin were a bit young to handle a newborn. So the newborn was left with the only two shinigami that were in town.
Yumichika and Ikkaku had been on a hollow mission, catching one with specialized abilities for research, and had been expecting to return to Soul Society that day. Instead they were delayed until the baby was in trustworthy hands.
"Look at you! You're such an ugly little thing! All wrinkled. I suppose you can't help it though!" Yumichika, prodded the baby, It was a boy, a rather typical looking baby.
"What's it's name?" Ikkaku barked.
"Not named yet. Isn't that right? You do look a Shiro though, if I do say so myself."
"You can't not have a name, any man has to have a name." Ikkaku scoffed.
"Shiro then." Yumichikka cried.
"Hey! You can't name him! Whoever takes him will name him!" Ikkaku scolded.
"Well we can't just call him a baby! He has a soul!" Yumichiku bounced the baby. He whined at the movement. Yumichika frowned.
"He's gonna start crying again." No sooner had he said this the baby started wailing a high pitched cry .
"Such an ugly noise!"
"Make him stop!"
"He's hungry! That's all." Yumichika was the feeder. And the diaper changer. Come to think of it he was better at babies than Ikkaku was.
What would Zarake Taicho say if he saw them now, tending to a baby like a bunch of women?
"Hold him for a second. I have to get him a new bottle."
"What! Don't leave me with him!"
"Be just a minute!" Yumichika sang.
The baby felt light, and warm. He was hard to hold onto so Ikkaku finally clutched him to his chest the best he could. He sighed. Yumichika was taking too long.
Probably doing it on purpose. The bastard….
Ikkaku felt something warm on his chest.
And wet.
The baby was hungry and had decided that Ikkaku could help him. Unfortunately breast milk was not something a war loving man like Ikkaku Madarame could provide.
"Eh! Don't latch on!"
The baby stared up at him.
"I'm A MAN! I CAN'T NURSE YOU!"
The baby was falling asleep.
Ikkaku frowned. It had a reasonable amount of spiritual pressure, and average features. Maybe it would be a decent soul reaper.
"Back!" Yumichika sang. "Give him, I'll feed him."
"No."
"No! He's hungry, Madarame!"
"Show me how to do it."
"Ehh?"
"Show me how to feed it. I might as well help now that were stuck with him." Ikkaku mumbled.
"Softie."
"Shut up."
AN: Babies do try to latch on to men. They get confused sometimes XD