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The Utonium Triplets: And the Professor from Japan	By : DeusExProcella Category: +M through R > PowerPuff Girls Views: 3192 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The Introduction of Mako Uka
- 2-The Compassion of Mako Uka
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The Utonium Triplets in:

Blossom's Babysitter!

By Deus Ex Procella

Cassandra Utonium winced as she shook off the thermometer, gently wiping her daughter's brow with a cool rag. Blossom moaned and burrowed further beneath the blankets. Her mom sighed and looked up as James Utonium walked into the room. Near his legs, Blossom's sisters could be seen trying to peek into the room. Both little girls seemed deathly worried about their sister.

"Her fever isn't getting any better, James...what are we going to do about a babysitter? I can't afford to miss and you have that big meeting..." She trailed off, turning back to Blossom. Her usually pretty red hair was matted with sweat and strewn across the pillows. Her cheeks were bright pink and her eyes were tightly shut. She'd come down with a bug in the middle of the night, and the family was reeling trying to take care of her.

"I know...I could always skip my meeting..." James pointed out, though his expression seemed to imply quite the opposite. Cassandra shook her head, starting to stand up. Blossom whimpered and her mother quickly reclaimed her seat next to her.

"Well...we could try to get a babysitter...ugh, this is just so last minute! Are you sure you can't get a substitute?" He muttered to himself. Cassandra sighed and shook her head, again dabbing Blossom's forehead with the rag. Bubbles elbowed Buttercup and whispered something, tears in her eyes. Buttercup shook her head, whispering back. Bubbles promptly burst into tears, grabbing onto James' leg.

"Daddy! Tell Buttercup that Blossom isn't gonna die!" she cried. James picked his little girl up, hugging her and patting her back. At the same time, he shot Buttercup a stern look.

"Of course not, Bubbles. Blossom is going to be just fine...we just need to find someone to watch her today," He said soothingly. Bubbles sat up, wiping her eyes and looking at Cassandra.

"Is she going to be okay, Mommy?" her voice was very small. Cassandra nodded and smiled reassuringly.

"Of course, Bubbles, she's just a little bit sick...James, do you think Uka-san would...I mean, I know he's only visiting, and he only just met her but, Blossom really seems to like him. I think she would be okay with him for the day," she trailed off, unsure how the Professor's mentor would react to such a request. James sighed and scratched his head. Any other time they'd have asked Joey but...

"I suppose I can at least ask...Uka-san had mentioned being bored...alright, alright! I'll call and ask, come on girls," James led Bubbles and Buttercup out of the room, leaving the door open just a crack behind him. Blossom moaned, slowly opening her eyes. She looked around in a daze, panicking until she noticed her mom sitting next to her. On the verge of tears, she rolled over and curled up closer to her.

"Mommy? What's going on?" Blossom looked up, struggling to read the girls' decorative digital clock. She caught sight of the time and nearly screamed, struggling to sit up.

"Oh no...I'm going to be late! I have to get dressed..." Her voice was trembling, her eyes looked unfocused. Cassandra gave her a tight hug and tucked her in.

"Blossom, you're sick...you don't have to worry about school, okay? Now listen...Daddy and I can't stay home, so we're going to see if Mr. Uka will watch you. Does that sound okay?" She asked. Blossom sat up, so quickly that she promptly fell back on her pillow. She pushed herself up on her elbows, grinning from ear to ear.

"Really? Uka-san is going to...that sounds great!" Cassandra smiled, kissing her forehead and tucking her in again.

"Well that depends on Mr. Uka, so don't get too excited? And I want you to stay in bed today, alright? No playing games, no reading, no TV, just get some rest, alright?" Blossom nodded, yawning and moaning as she curled up in her blankets and drifted off into a fitful sleep. Cassandra smiled and shut the light off, peeking out the door.

"Dad? Did you talk to Uka-san?" she called. James came around the corner, wearing a weary smile. He nodded, giving her a quick kiss and peeking in to take a look at Blossom.

"Uka-san said he'd be happy to look after Blossom. It shouldn't be too hard...she'll be in bed all day," he pointed out. Cassandra nodded, slipping out the door.

"I need to get the girls to class, can you wait until Uka-san arrives?" James nodded, giving her another kiss. James sighed and sat down next to Blossom, stroking her hair and smiling. Downstairs, he could hear Bubbles, once again, worrying about Blossom. James chuckled and shook his head.

"Little angels..."

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"I apologize that it took so long, Jimmy-san," James bowed slightly, letting his mentor, Mako Uka, inside. Uka nodded, glancing up the stairs. James nodded, sighing in exasperation.

"No, Uka-san, I should be apologizing. This is so last minute, but I have a meeting I just can't miss," Uka waved his hand, watching James hurry around preparing to shoot out the door.

"As I said before, it is no trouble at all, Jimmy-san. How is she?" James was at the top of the stairs peeking into the girls' room. Uka overheard him telling Blossom goodbye. His lips twitched; he carefully stepped aside as James ran for the door.

"She's taking a nap. We have some soup for her in the pantry and her medicine is in our bathroom, feel free to help yourself to the food. Thank you so much! I'll be home in a few hours," Uka nodded, sighing and shaking his head the moment the door closed. Uka stood awkwardly in the hallway, hands in his pockets. With a small shrug, he picked up the discarded newspaper and sat back on the couch, flipping through the pages. Townsville never had a particularly large offering of anything remotely exciting, but he didn't dare skip a day's paper, lest he miss something.

And so, the first few minutes of his watch over little Blossom crawled by uneventfully. He was flipping through the business section when he heard someone stirring upstairs. He closed the paper and strolled up the stairs, raising his eyebrow. Was she crying? Uka gently knocked on the bedroom door, pushing it open slightly. Inside, Blossom gasped.

"Blossom-chan? It is Uka-san, are you alright?" He paused, listening to her pained little breaths. After a few moments of semi-silence, he cracked the door open a bit more.

"Nuh uh..." Uka stepped inside, offering a small smile when he saw her. She was trying to sit up, but didn't seem to be making progress. With the gentlest touch he could muster, he knelt beside her and helped her sit upright. Blossom moaned and rubbed her belly. Sweat trickled down her face.

"You should be resting," He whispered. Blossom nodded, only to moan when she laid back down. She quickly curled up, holding her middle.

"My tummy really hurts..." Hesitating, Uka gently patted her back and climbed to his feet.

"I'll get your medicine," Blossom groaned in response. Uka chuckled and left to get the medicine in question. As he opened the cabinet in James and Cassandra's bathroom, he realized he had no idea what the bottle was supposed to look like. Groaning, he pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head.

"Don't be a fool. It will be the only children's strength medication here," He thought, rolling his eyes. The bottle, as it turned out, had about the gayest design he'd ever seen, and stood out easily from the adult tablets. He snatched one and got a small cup of water. When he returned, Blossom was crying. He winced and knelt beside her again.

"Blossom-chan, sit up and take this, you'll feel better," Blossom shook her head, sobbing. Uka sighed and sat beside her, helping her up. It took some effort—he'd yet to find a child that liked taking pills—but he managed to get her to take the accursed tablet. Blossom drank down her water as fast as she could, crying a little more and sticking out her tongue.

"I don't like it..." Uka rolled his eyes, but nodded. It wasn't a fun experience. He rubbed her back, lifting his eyebrow when she looked up at him.

"Do you feel better?" she shook her head, but obediently laid back down, pulling her blankets up to her cheeks. Uka smiled and patted her side. "It will take a little while, but you will, I promise," Blossom nodded, already drifting off into a relatively peaceful sleep. Uka waited until her breathing evened out before getting up. She was still moaning, but seemed far more content than before.

"I'll be downstairs," he muttered to no one in particular. He made sure to leave the door cracked open on his way down. Uka stepped into the kitchen, pouring a glass of water and sipping it while staring out the back window. The backyard was impressive. Lush green grass, colorful flowers decorating the bushes and toys, piles and piles of toys, strewn across the lawn. He chuckled and retired to the living room, and to his newspaper.

The market was booming, Malph's Grocer was expanding, and Professor Johenson had made an exciting breakthrough in primate studies. Same old Townsville, always on the cutting edge of society and discovery. Uka snorted and slipped a pack of cigarettes from his shirt pocket. He glanced up at the stairs once more, then slipped just outside the front door. The smell and taste of smoke was a welcome relief. Not to mention, the warm breeze wasn't at all unpleasant. Uka slowly smoked and watched the passing traffic.

Same old Townsville. Safe, sane Townsville. Pleasant, pleasant Townsville, in the good old U.S of A. Boring...boring Townsville. The phone started to ring, so Uka finished off his cigarette and flicked it onto the sidewalk. Returning to the living room, Uka spotted Blossom's tattered copy of Moby Dick. With a slight chuckle, he leaned back in James' recliner and started flipping through it. Blossom had made quite a bit of progress, he noted with a subtle nod to himself.

Now, as any babysitter can attest, a sick child seldom goes without issue. As it was, Uka looked up around noon, hearing Blossom crying again upstairs. With a sigh, he closed his book and tromped up the stairs. Again, he knocked softly on the door.

"Blossom-chan? Are you alright?" Her crying seemed a little more frantic this time. Without waiting for an answer, Uka pushed the door open and raised his eyebrow. "Oh, I'm sorry," he muttered, spotting Blossom. Her face was bright red and most of her nightie, along with a good part of the comforter was covered in vomit. Uka carefully pulled the blankets back, somewhat taken aback when Blossom suddenly grabbed him in a fierce hug.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry," she whispered between sobs. Uka smiled and patted her back, lifting her into his arms.

"It's quite alright, it's to be expected. Hm...come now, we'll get you cleaned up and then I will deal with this mess." Blossom continued to apologize as the too went into the bathroom. Uka ran her a nice hot bath, and gently helped her out of her soggy nightie. Blossom sniffled, sinking into the hot water. Her babysitter gathered up her clothes and headed for the laundry room, pausing at the door.

"I will return shortly," It didn't take too long to get the sheets off and to get the laundry started. When he finally returned, having put a fresh set of Pokemon sheets on the girls' bed, he found Blossom as he had left her, in a pained daze, staring at the steamy water.

"Blossom-chan," He called, stepping into the room. Blossom jumped and blushed, picking up her washrag and staring at it.

"Uh huh? Was...was it really bad?" Uka shook his head.

"Not at all...do you require my assistance?" Blossom blushed a bit more. After a moment of deliberation, she slowly looked up at him and nodded. Uka knelt down beside her, taking the washrag.

"...I'm sorry you have to watch me..." Blossom muttered as Uka washed her back.

"It is no burden. I would have spent the day pursuing inactivity otherwise," He said with a chuckle. Blossom giggled softly.

"...I'm sorry I threw up," Uka sighed and drizzled water through her long red hair.

"You apologize too frequently, Sakura-chan. No part of this day has been unwelcome, I can assure you," He noticed Blossom blushing and realized what he had said. Uka cleared his throat and rung out the washrag, "I apologize, Blossom-chan. Sometimes the words become...jumbled," Blossom giggled.

"You don't have to apologize if I don't..." Uka chuckled, draining the water and lifting her into his arms, wrapped in a fuzzy purple towel.

"Fair enough," Blossom was already starting to doze off again, snuggling into Uka's arms. He glanced around the bedroom trying to ascertain where anything was without rifling through her belongings. Blossom sat up in his arms and reached for the dresser.

"My uh...my underwear are in the top drawer..." she whispered, blushing fiercely. Uka nodded, slipping the first pair he could find out. They looked through the closet, picking out a light purple nightie—Blossom said the girls each had a purple nightie with a bunny on it in memory of the little sister they almost had. Uka nodded, he'd heard from James about Cassandra's miscarriage. Blossom sniffled and rubbed her eyes while Uka tucked her into the fresh, cool sheets.

"Mr. Uka...you're really nice. I can see why Daddy likes you so much," Uka chuckled and shook his head. He smoothed out Blossom's hair.

"Your father has an interesting habit of idealizing those he's fond of. I'm no such thing," Blossom shook her head, sitting up on her elbows.

"Nuh uh! You are really nice...I'm glad you said you'd watch me," she insisted, blushing bright red. Uka shook his head and gently laid her back down. Blossom quickly curled up, holding her stomach.

"You take after your father, child. I'm just a man, no matter what Jimmy-san says,"

"I think you're...you're really cool," Uka laughed and stood up. He walked at the door, pausing to turn the light out.

"Sweet dreams, Sakura-chan...and thank you. I will be downstairs if you require my assistance," Blossom nodded, then almost immediately drifted off to sleep. Uka sighed and shook his head, leaving the door cracked as he returned to the recliner, to the book. Still, as he read about Ishmael's adventures with Captain Ahab, he couldn't keep the smile from his lips.

XxXxX

Uka glanced up, nodding politely as Bubbles and Buttercup ran in, followed closely by Cassandra. She sighed in relief and smiled at Uka, managing to catch Buttercup's backpack when she threw it down.

"Girls! No running! Blossom is fine, I'm sure!" She looked at Uka for confirmation. The elder professor chuckled and nodded, climbing to his feet and setting aside Blossom's book. He'd finished it several times over the course of the day. He watched with amusement how Bubbles and Buttercup stared at him intensely, hanging on his every breath.

"Blossom-chan's health has vast improved. Still, I would recommend being gentle with her. She should be waking soon," Bubbles squealed gleefully and rushed up the stairs. Buttercup stared at Uka, then slowly smiled and nodded, hurrying after her sister. Cassandra giggled and gave Uka a small bow.

"Thank you so much, Uka-san! You have no idea how much we appreciate your help," Uka waved his hand and headed for the door.

"I am more than happy to be of service, Cassandra-san. I am honored to be able to help my old friend in any way I can. You have three very beautiful, wonderful children," Cassandra smiled and waved as Uka made his way home, hailing a cab at the end of the sidewalk. She watched until the little yellow car disappeared into the city.

"Mommy!" Her smile brightened, if possible. With a little twirl, she closed the door and hurried to her sick baby's side. Cassandra scooped Blossom into her arms, hugging her tight and smothering her little cheek's with kisses.

"Hello, Blossom! Are you feeling better?" Trying to overcome her giggle fit, Blossom nodded, hugging her Mommy. Bubbles and Buttercup sat on either side of Cassandra, looking ecstatic.

"Uh huh, I really," Blossom blushed and giggled, "I really liked spending the day with Uka-san, he's so cool!" Cassandra laughed and gave her another kiss.

"I'll get supper ready, you take it easy, alright? We don't want you getting sick again," The girls promised to take it easy. Cassandra nodded, coughing as she made her way downstairs. Yes, everything was getting back to normal in the Utonium household. Just another day in peaceful, perfect Townsville.
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