Your Kidding, 'Right?

Baby Daddy?

3. Baby Daddy?

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Tomoe groaned when the baby squealed and screamed some more, tears ran down the child's face and he kicked his little feet, his little tail was limp and his ears flicked about as if he was being neglected when there was another case all together.

The fox whined slightly and bit his lip as he put the bottle in the microwave, he paused and then arched his brow slightly when he put it on thirty seconds. He didn't expect to see the milk bubble up and then the top of the bottle burst on the inside.

Tomoe's eyes twitched as he looked back at the crying baby, its squeals were heard and he was showing up his mouth, that had slight indications of teeth. He was one, Tomoe couldn't expect to much from the tot. He chewed his lip and then gasped in relief when he grabbed another bottle of milk and warmed it in his hand using his fox-fire. He dripped the milk on his wrist and then blinked.

It was warm, Great. He would warm the milk, feed the kid and then try to figure out how to wake up from this nightmare. He didn't have a kid, and by what that woman, Nanami said? She said she got pregnant when he was eighteen. He knew that would only mean one thing..

He was a baby daddy.

Tomoe twitched, not wanting to even think about that; how had he met that woman was beyond him, but then again this was all just a dream and he would soon wake up from it. He woudl call it a nightmare, act fine and then gently shove his college form down his fathers throat and laugh at his tormented face.

The fox sighed out and gently picked the child up, he gave it the bottle and relaxed slightly when the baby held the bottle instintively and gurgles from the taste. Tomoe relaxed, his muscles detensing as the child yawned but continued to drink away.

He was kind of cute when you looked at him, he had beautiful right brown eyes, soft white hair and a little fox ears and tail. His little feet were covered by the sleeper and his little hands had the little mittens over the sleeve so that his little claws didn't hurt him when he cried.

Tomoe would have stood in awe of how much the child looked like him and the at woman, if he wasn't so panicked with the fact. Something in him cringed and cried out when the child was in his arms, something made him want to protect the baby..

And Thats when he knew it was his..

Tomoe groaned slightly, not wanting to think about being a father himself. This was just a dream after all, it was nothing that he had to get to close to. No, He wouldn't get to close to this child, that woman or the forming baby in her stomach.

He has to wake up, but how? How did he wake up? Was there something he could do? Did he have to run into a door? Hit his head? Cry? What? What did he have to do to get back to his room? To get back to that college form?

Tomoe chewed his lip, his college was more important then any of this, more important then love, more important then a house. A nice house at that. He didn't even know what his job was in this dream, he sighed and walked around with the baby, trying to pat his back and burp him. He was surprised when he saw frames on a wall,

' Tomoe Mikage' University of Japan'

He blinked, maybe he did get to go to college. He arched his brow and then Blinked again when he saw another frame beside his,

'Nanami Momozeno, University of Japan, Nursing Degree.'

He blinked, huh.. So they both went to the same University. He arched his brow at this, not sure what to say at it all, his degree was real; but he didn't go to college yet. His father was already trying to get him married and for himit was annoying and so irriting to think of.