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raising a princess ch one

“Sakura come here!” Mitsuhide yelled through the house.

“No daddy.” She said as she stood on the landing, “I don’t wanna
go to school.”

“Sakura Akechi! I have to go to work and you need to get to
daycare.” He said as he went over to the stairs.

“I is a big girl, Daddy. I can stay here by myself.” She said
as her golden eyes glowed with a knowledge Mitsuhide sometimes hated.

“You are a big girl but baby you have to go to daycare. I have
to go to work. It is Friday and we can go to the park this weekend if you will
just please go to school.” Mitsuhide pleaded with the now three year old.

“I don’t like it daddy!” she said as he moved up the stairs.

“Why don’t you like it?” he asked as he sat down at the
landing she was standing on.

“Daddy Miss Tanya yells all day.” She said. “She is mean. I don’t
want to go.”

“Sakura Do you want to look for another school?” Mitsuhide
asked.

“Yes Daddy.” Sakura said as she hugged him.

“Well you still have to go to school today but after my
meetings I will pick you up and we will go look to see if there is something
you like better.” Mitsuhide said as he knew he was giving in to her to easy but
he also really didn’t like the way the school was headed. When he placed her
two years ago in the new school it was fashioned to be more of a learning
center where the young girl would learn things like a pre-school but as time
went by he could only see it being a place where people dumped their children
all day. He hated leaving Sakura in it but until she said something he wouldn’t
move her again. That day finally arrived.

“Okay daddy.” She said as he hugged him and he lifted her
up. He carried her to his car and belted her in to her car seat. Still small he
wondered if she would ever be ready for a booster seat. They got to the daycare
and he walked her in with her small backpack on his back and he looked around. She
walked to her classroom which was in the back, though she was small she was in
the advanced classroom with some of the older kids. He placed her backpack in
the cubby hole she had and he bent down.

“I’ll see you in a few hours, princess.” He said as she
hugged him tight and he pat her back.

“I love you daddy.” She said as she went to the table in the
center of the classroom.

“I love you too princess.” He said softly.

“Mr. Akechi.” Miss Tanya said as she walked up to the man
who was watching the tiny little girl at the table. “We would prefer it if you
only used Sakura’s name here instead of any nicknames or pet names.”

“I will call my daughter whatever I wish.” Mitsuhide said as
he looked down at the woman with disgust.

“It is just that some of the other children do not get
called things like Princess by their parents and we find it gives a false sense
of superioty to a toddler.” The woman went on.

“She is three. If I want to call my daughter princess, I will.”
He said.

“I just find it causes much more trouble down the road.” She
said, “Also I do have to ask you to refrain from doing it here.”

“You know what.” Mitsuhide said as he was trying to reign in
his temper, “I don’t believe that we will have an issue with nicknames any
longer.”

“Well it is good to see that you are taking my advice
seriously.” Tanya said with a smile.

“I would like my daughters records please.” Mitsuhide said. “Sakura
come here please.”

“Her records?” Tanya asked blankly.

“Yes. I would like her records please, NOW.” He said
forcefully trying to not roar.

“But we don’t give those back to parents unless they are
pulling their children from the school.” Tanya said.

“I know. As of this moment you do not have to worry what I call
my daughter. She will not be going here any longer.” He said as an evil smile
crept over his face.

“But.” Tanya said and the owner of the day care came over to
help disfuse the situation. To which five minutes later he was walking out of
the daycare with a folder on one hand and Sakura holding on to the other.

“Where are we going daddy?” she asked.

“To my job. I have that meeting I have to go to today but
you can stay with one of your uncles. After that we will go find you another
school.” Mitsuhide said.

 

 

Three hours later he was standing in front of a small house
as he wondered if he had the right address. This did not look like any of the
other daycares he had been too over the years. He looked down out the little
girl next to him who also had bright wide eyes. He went up and rang the bell. A
young woman opened the door with a smile.

“Hello, Can I help you?” she asked with a slight southern accent he
could detect.

“I called about the daycare about an hour ago.” Mitsuhide
said when he cleared his throat to speak as the woman in front of him was one
of the most beautiful he had ever laid eyes on.

“Oh, Mr. Akechi. It is so good to meet you.” She said as she
opened the door wider to let the two of them in. “And you must be Sakura!” she
bent down to Sakura’s level and put out her hand to shake the girls hand. Sakura
looked up at her father who nodded and she placed her small hand in the one of
woman in front of her. “It is a pleasure to meet you Sakura. My name is Kristy.”
She stood up and looked again at Mitsuhide, “If you will come with me we can
discuss what you wish for Miss Sakura and then if your still interested in our
program I can gladly show you around.”

“Lead the way.” Mitsuhide said as he looked down at his
daughter who also seemed to be taken with woman. They went into an office off
to the side and she left the door open.

“As I told you the owner who happens to be my aunt isn’t in
today. She won’t be in for a week or so but I can answer any of your questions.”
Kristy said as she sat down.

“So your aunt owns this place?” Mitsuhide said.

“My aunt started this place because of the sheer size of the
family.” Kristy said. “We all went here at some point of our lives.”

“We?” Mitsuhide asked.

“My Siblings, cousins, and myself.” Kristy said as she
pointed to a picture on the wall. “We were a huge family and my aunt was the
only one who had a degree in early childhood education. She started this place
to help all of us find a place to fit in.”

“A place to fit in?” Mitsuhide asked.

“Most of our fathers were also in the military. We were born
in different places and often had different backgrounds in education even from
our own siblings at times. She helped us with learning English and getting us
ready for the school systems here. She made the program to help us, her family,
but found that adding a few children from other families was the key to having
a well rounded program. Even now the family is the main users of the school.”
Kristy said with a smile. She looked at the tiny girl who was looking around
the office. “Do you have any questions Sakura?”

“Is that you?” the tiny girl asked as she pointed to a
picture on the wall.

“Surprisingly no, hun.” Kristy said as she walked over and
took the photograph off the wall. “This is my mom.”

“Mom?” Sakura said with a tilt of her head. “I don’t have
one of those.”

“Well if you wanted to see me in one of those pictures. I am
in this one. Though I must be around your age.” Kristy said as she glossed over
the admission of the young girl, “It was when my dad moved us from south America
to here. He was in the military too just like your dad.”

The girl continued to look at the different photographs on
the wall. “Now Mr. Akechi can you tell me what you are looking for in a program
for Sakura?”

“Something that will teach her something. I don’t want her
to be sitting in front of a tv or doing arts and crafts all day every day.” He started
and Kristy let out a small laugh.

“I understand.” She said. “I think maybe I should show you
around so you can see that we are slightly different then most daycares.”

“Yes. I think I would like to see that.” He said and Sakura took
her fathers hand as they left the office.

“Now this right here is the front entrance. Though most
people use it to come and go so we can monitor who enters and leaves we do have
another entrance around back. It has a special badge that you have to have to
open the doors. We do have an alarm on that one as well so we know inside the
building that someone accessed it. These front rooms are our conference rooms
that we can have meeting with families to give quarterly reports on each child.
We do have these conferences on your schedule so if you have an issue we can help
address it here as well. Now here comes the classrooms. This is the babies
room. We have two teachers and eight infants under twelve months old in here. We
also have a floating teacher that helps out in here when needed. Now the younger
toddlers room. And further down the hall over here is the classroom that Sakura
would be in.” Kristy opened the door and waved as all the twelve heads of the
children turned and saw her. The two teachers that were in the room also looked
up, “Please continue.”

“And this is how we say it in French.” The teacher said as
she repeated a phrase in french to the class while the other teacher said, “This
is how we say it in Spanish.”

Kristy shut the door and smiled at the two people she was
giving the tour too. Mitsuhide was impressed already and it seemed his daughter
was. “Now let’s go to the art rooms and the computer lab.” Kristy continued on
the tour showing them room by room and the outside of the building with the
semi large playground.

“This place is completely different.” Mitsuhide said.

“Like I said my aunt built this whole concept from the
ground up. She knew that it would be more effective on the learning parts if it
wasn’t like a school. There is one television in the whole building. That is
only used for the older children on a Friday if they have received enough
credit for the week. They also only watch a half an hour of whatever it is they
won. Language skills are important for under five years old so we introduce
things that will help them as well when they are older. It also helps for those
who have to learn English that we offer five different langagues here. We are a
family regardless and my aunt runs this place like it is her family.” Kristy
said as she sat back down.

“Sakura what do you think?” Mitsuhide asked.

“I love it here daddy.” She said as she looked up at the
woman who was sitting there.

“Okay princess.” He said as he looked up at the woman. “How
much is the school.”

Kristy threw out a number and Mitsuhide looked at her like
she was insane. “How is that possible? I was paying three times that amount at
the other place.”

“Mr. Akechi we believe in quality over making a profit.” She
said. “My aunt will never be rich but she will have the knowledge she helped
guide her children here into something better.”

“We will take the spot.” Mitsuhide said.

“Good, now let’s have you fill these out.” Kristy said as
she pulled out a new folder with a bunch of papers.

“Do you work here?” Mitsuhide asked.

“Actually no I don’t.” Kristy said, “I fill in for the
office if I am needed like this week that my aunt is on vacation. I also help
out here over the summer. I am in medical school and have break then.”

“A doctor huh?” he asked.

“Yes but I owe a lot to my aunt. You will find that most of
the teachers here are either my cousins or they are former students.” Kristy
said.

Mitsuhide looked at her and smiled. This was going to be the
daycare that worked out for him and Sakura. Something told him this was going
to help him with the girl.

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Raising a Princess

I was asked a question by @dmiqueles about what if instead of the female lead of my stories had children what if Mitsuhide was a single father and he wanted to start a new relationship. 

I thought about this over the weekend and started this new story with this twist. 

Prologue under the cut.

Mitsuhide Akechi arrived at his near empty house just as the
weather had turned chilly. It almost found it a comfort as he unlocked the door
and walked in placing his bag on the ground and walking deeper into the house. It
was quiet and nothing was out of place though the sheer emptiness of the
somewhat large house could be overwhelming at times. Today it was a blessing. He
looked around and turned on his television for some noise and he walked over to
the closet in his kitchen to see what ready made meal he would eat today. His life
was simple though he was beginning to think he wanted more out of it.

As the meal heated he took off his uniform shirt leaving him
in his undershirt and his pants. He placed it over the chair he used more as a
clothing rack then a actual chair. He heard the word storm and looked up at the
television to see where the storm would hit and how much possible snow or rain
it would dump on to the area.

The newscasters were again beginning the hyping of a storm
that would probably not amount to much. He shook his head as he took out his
food and sat in front of the television and began the simplicity of his unwinding
from a long day of digging around in peoples lives to find out if they were
involved in the plot against the country. Sometimes he loved his job, others he
hated it but he was a necessary evil to have.

After his shower he through on some clothes that had been on
the floor when he heard the doorbell ring. No one ever rang the doorbell and he
wondered for a minute what the sound actually was. It peeled again a minute
later as he moved forward to the front of his house. He cracked the door as he
opened it slowly. No one was standing there. He was about ready to shut the
door when he heard a small squeak. He looked down and saw the basket and the
contents within it. He opened the door and just stood there staring at the
basket on his doorstep. When it finally registered in his brain on what it was
he bent down and lifted it gently and brought it inside. He placed it down and
saw there was a note in the basket as well.

Mr. Mitsuhide Akechi,

This is your brother Toki’s daughter. Her mother could not
take care of her without your brother’s help and had made a promise to him
before his death a few months ago that if trouble should ever arise to get the
child to you. We have already begun the legal process of severing ties of the
mother and you have been named as legal guardian of the baby girl. The only
request of the mother is that you keep her name of Sakura Victoria Akechi.
Enclosed are the legal papers already filed with the state of your residence
and the beginning of others.

Sincerely,

The law offices of Turmen and Giloes

Mitsuhide had to read the letter five times to begin to
grasp what was going on. His older brother’s death six months ago had hit him
hard. Toki was the one who everyone had relied on for anything and when news of
his death had been passed along everyone had looked at Mitsuhide as the next in
line to fill that role.

He wanted to be the one people could rely on though it wasn’t
in his nature to be in the limelight. Toki had lived his life in the light and
had enjoyed it. Mitsuhide had always preferred the shadows.  Mitsuhide looked at the small creature in the
basket and knew he had to call the authorities but as he looked down into the
two eyes that peered back at him he knew the letter was real. This was his
brother’s child. The eyes said it all as they were the same eyes he had as
well.

Three hours later from when the police and the department of
child services had arrived they also had left. Everything stated in the letters
had proved to be true and was proven very quickly. He had no time to figure
anything out as the adoption of the child was already stared without his
signature which it was waiting for.

He looked at the baby in his arms which had started making
noise about an hour ago to which he had learned very quickly how to make a
bottle and he fed her like he was supposed to know how to do any of this. He had
called his teammates over and they had come then left to help get him the
supplies he needed to get through the next few days.

He looked at the small baby which he now had an idea of how
old she really was because of the birth certificate. She was three months old.
This tiny thing in his arms which was his brother responsibility now turned on
to him. He couldn’t be bitter though as she reached for his finger and held on
to it.  Everything for him had changed in
the blink of an eye.

He now had a major responsibility. His house was no longer
his own. He had a child to take care off. He looked at her as she fell asleep
in his arms as he walked around the house. He had to think to himself, “What in
the hell was Toki thinking when he picked me?”

Mitsuhide tried for two hours to lay the baby down in the
small playpen that had been set up for her from the shopping trip his friends
took. Every time she would wake up and squeak to him. He finally gave up and
sat on the couch with her still in his arms. He grabbed a throw blanket with
his foot as he dragged it over her and most of him. he laid back on the couch
with the smallest weight on his chest and he let his eyes close slowly. He would
have to figure everything out in the morning.

He had forgot that babies wake up a few times to eat and be
changed. Though at first he had thought it almost wrong to change the babies
diaper he realized that he had too. Though he could only remembering doing it a
few times before when he was a teenager and changing his younger brother and
sister it seemed the result was the same. Sakura stopped crying and she seemed
to be more content. She would fall back to sleep within a few minutes of eating
and being changed.

Mitsuhide knew his whole life had changed in those few
hours. He was now for lack of a better term since he was now in the process of
adopting this tiny thing on him, a father. He had to shake of the thought of
the fact his simple life was never going to be simple again.

In the morning he looked at the child who was now dressed
and ready in her car seat looking at him as he did research on every daycare
place that had openings. Her wide golden eyes reminded him of his own and those
of his siblings. A rare family trait that made the eyes appear almost yellow in
certain lights. There was no denying that Sakura was an Akechi.

He looked over the six he had narrowed it down too. He was
going to have to go through them and look at each one. If anything he was going
to make sure his brother’s child was cared for while she was not in his care.

“Well come on kiddo.” He said as he looked at her. “We
should go and see these places to find out which one you like the best.”

The baby just sat there quietly and looked at him. she
seemed to be absorbing everything around her to which he had to laugh to
himself. “You must be more like me than your father.”

Sakura didn’t make a noise as he went on to tell the small
creature all about the man that was her biological father and the things they
got into as children. He looked at her as he placed her in the back of his car,
“I miss him but now I have you to take his place I guess.”

He drove to the first place on his list and began his new
day as a father. It was going to be a lot hard than he realized to pick a place
that he trusted to watch over her. In a matter of a few hours she had become
not his niece that he didn’t know about but the thing that transformed him
magically into something he never thought he would be. Mistuhide Akechi was a
father now.