Mommies and Daddies

A/N: For my darling Gothy.
Pairing:Kenpachi/?
Summery: Yachiru has a Daddy, now she wants a Mommy.
Warnings: Fluff, crack, short ficlet.
Disclaimer: Not my characters!

“Ken-Chan?”

“What?”

“I have decided something.”

Kenpachi made an odd sound that served as 'continue'.

“YOU'RE MY DADDY!”

Kenpachi thought her statement over, and oddly enough, he agreed with her reasoning. He had raised her, cared for her, and would kill anyone who harmed her. She was right, he was, if nothing else but by his chosen role in her life, her father. He was ok with that, and in a way, it was a nice feeling. So, after deciding how pleased he was with the situation, he spoke the words from his heart.

“...Fine.”

“YAY!”

She bounced up and down adorably, before stilling, and musing.

“Ken-Chan! We are not a real family yet! I need a mommy!”

“Brat, are you serious?”

Yachiru stood there, looking dead serious as she nodded.

“I need one!”

He really didn't have time to deal with this...

“Then find one.”

“...OKAY! YAY! BYE KEN-CHAN!”

And with that, off she went, in search of the perfect mommy...

Kenpachi went about his usual business, rather unconcerned. He doubted that Yachiru would find anyone willing to be her 'mommy', and thus, he'd distract her from her disappointment with battle and candy, and live would return to normal. He was fine with being a single father, and really didn't see the need for anyone to get in the way of their little 'family'.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned...

He had greatly underestimated Yachiru.

Six Weeks Later...

He stood in his regular garb, with the odd addition of a fresh captain's coat, and watched as his tiny, flat chested little bride sobbed and shook, flailing as she cried out, begging people not to hurt her. She was kinda cute, and something obnoxiously male about him loved how she shook, all pure, and tiny, and afraid.

It was kinda hot.

After vows were spoken, and he had become a husband, he picked his bride up, tossed her over his shoulder, and headed off to bed her. He could care less about the propriety and the reception and all that shit, he was ready to lift the skirts and get laid.

Yachiru, whom had been handed off to Unohana to be watched during the wedding night, (mainly because no one else could really keep her in line effectively) played and ate happily, while Unohana smiled quietly, so happy and proud. This was a good wedding, something that needed to be. The marriage joined both her squad and Kenpachi's, so hopefully the violence and hate between them would end.

This was both wonderful and necessary.

She watched the bride flail and fuss, and thought to herself, a bit amused, that she had never expected this to happen. She knew that her darling officer would end married someday, but she had never expected it to happen like this...

Oh, what a wedding night this would be.

She hoped that Kenpachi wouldn't be too offended at the truth about Yachiru's new mommy.

A/N part 2: There will be quite a few shorter fics for a bit, most from a meme on my LJ, including this one. I need to write, but just do not have the energy for long and drawn out fanfictions at this point. Sorry if it bothers anyone.