Hmm… I can't believe I'm trying this… The one who is currently writing a bloody-gorey-horrorful fanfic is going to try and write fluff. I'm only doing this to amuse myself while I wait for the youtube video to load, and because I want to see if I can. IT WILL PROBABLY NOT CONTINUE. But then again, that's what I always write…

It was raining again, and Ichigo couldn't find a way to fall asleep. He stared absentmindedly out the window, watching the raindrops fall, and listening to the soft patter of the drops hitting pavement. There was no exact reason why he couldn't fall asleep, except for the fact that it ws raining. He sighed, and turned his back toward the window, to look at the closet. Rukia. He lied there, remembering the evnts of the day.

"Baka!" She yelled, as Ichigo took off out of the house without her, escaping from his father's "lesson". It was the summertime, and they didn't have much to do, and Isshin felt the need to explain some already known facts. There was no way to stop him once he got on a roll, and Rukia sat there, blocking out the complaining voices of Yuzu and Karin, and coming up with a way to get back at Ichigo for escaping. She smirked at her newly developed plan. It was perfect.

Ichigo, after escaping the lecture, had went straight to the mall. He realy didn't know what he would do here, but it seemed like a reasonable hideout. Ichigo walked around, and spotted a store selling Chappy items. Ichigo immediately winced, knowing rukia'd already kill him for escaping, and would kill him twice if she found out he'd gone to the mall and not bought her anything. Ichigo approached the shop, and went in. To his dismay, Ichigo saw that the only thing sold there was Chappy merchandise. Great. Now how would he know what to get? Ichigo headed to the desk. The clerk looked up, and saw him standing there.

"Hello, sir. Is there anything you need help with?" The blond haired man smiled fakely, and gestured toward Ichigo.

"Actually, yes. If you know someone who is absolutely obsessed with Chappy, and is now about to kill you, what do you get the person?" Ichigo, after asking, took to scowling at one of the plushies that just happened to be staring at him.

The clerk frowned, and looked around the shop. His eyes wandered until he set sights on the prefect item.

"How about you get her that?" The man pointed toward a shelf full of Chappy stuffed animals, and the one that he was pointing at was bright pink with a banner that could be written on. Perfect. Ichigo went over and grabbed the doll, hoping to dear god that Rukia liked pink. Ichigo payed the fifteen dollars for it, and left the shop. He pulled a pen out of his pocket, and took out the doll. First, he made sure that the banner was on right. Then, he wrote on the banner, "PLEASE DON'T KILL ME". He smirked at the plushie, and stuffed it back into the bag. Ichigo walked home, trusting in his plan to keep himself from harm.

Rukia waited right behind the door. She was holding something behind er back, and smiling inwardly, when her face held no emotion whatsoever. The sky outside was gray, and cloudy. It was all going completely right. Ichigo walked through the door, holding the bag that read "Chappy emporium". He looked straight forward to see Rukia standing there, holding something behind her back.

"Oi, Rukia! What're you doing?" Ichigo shook with friht, and before he knew it, he felt a fist connect with his face, then e passed out, unconscious. Rukia took out the object in her hands. A black marker andsome pink face paint. She smiled evilly and started working. By the time she was done, Ichigo wounld be very different…

Ichigo woke up lying on the ground, looking up at the ceiling. The last thing he remembered was being knocked out by Rukia. But why? He wandered into the kitchen, to see his family eating dinner. As they saw him, even Karin burst into laughter.

"What?" He ran quickly over to the bathroom. There was a resounding "SHIT!" and he sterted the water running. Ichigo's face was pink, and he now had whiskers and bunny ears. But the worst part was, it wouldn't come off. He ran up the stairs, hiding his face. He knew exactly who had done this. He burst into his room and slammed open the closet. Inside, Rukia was sitting, reading one of her perverted mangas. She looked up, and burst into laughter at seeing his face.

"HOW. DO. I. GET. IT. OFF." Ichigo fumed down at her, wanting to explode.

"You've got- to use- lots of- soap…" Rukia let out between laughs. Ichigo ran into the bathroom and finally removed the paint and marker, and it was now time to do something evil… Ichigo stopped for a moment. He felt the Chappy emporium bag, still hanging from his hand. He looked down and pulld out the stuffed toy. It still had his message written n the banner. 'Too late for that, Ichigo' Ichigo thought to himself. But, anyways, he walked back to the closet, and knocked on the door. Rukia opened it, and Ichigo handed her the plushie.

"CHAPPY!" She squeaked, but then noticed the banner. "Please.. Don't… Kill.. me…" She stopped at this, and looked up at Ichigo, who was anticipating her reaction. "I'm sorry…" Ichigo smiled, but then scowled again.

"Don't you dare paint my face like that again, midget," This earned him a kick to the face and an angry Rukia. But of course, it was always like that. After defeating Aizen, they had had nothing better to do.

Ichigo fell asleep, thinking of the day. He hadn't exactly enjoyed it, but at least it only included a Rukia-inflicted injury once. Normall, there were seven or eight.

The next morning, Ichigo woke up way too early, at five, to find Rukia missing from the closet.

"Dear kami… what am I going to do with her?" Ichigo found he couldn't fall back asleep, so he got up and wandered around the house. He found Rukia, sitting on the couch, drinking coffee.

"Oi. Rukia. What are doing up so early? And why are you drinking coffee?" Ichigo scowled down at her.

"I could ask you the same," she looked back up at him, taking another sip of coffee.

"I didn't now you liked coffee…" Ichigo realized, looking at the coffee machine. "Didn't know you knew how to make it, either…"

"I don't know how to make coffee, I just sort of guessed. The stuff spilled twice all over my hand!" Rukia held up a red, callused hand. For some reason, she looked proud of herself. Ichigo sweat dropped. He could now see the puddles of brown liquid on the floor. He would certainly be forced to clean that up later… He headed over there, and cleaned up the spills. Then, he went over to the sink, and turned the ice-cold water. He took out some burn cream, and stood there, thinking.

"Rukia. Get over here," Rukia looked up, and figured it was a good idea to go over. Once she got over, Ichigo grabbed her wrist and stuck her burnt hand under he water. She winced at the initial shock, but realized that her hand felt a little better. Then, Ichigo dried off her hand and rubbed the burn cream on. This hurt much more than Rukia expected, so she let out a small sound before remembering the time. No one spoke for awhile, bu then Ichigo looked back towards her burnt hand.

"Remember. Its not a good thing to burn yourself, midget," Rukia punched his arm, but then went back to the couch. Ichigo went over to et some of the coffee himself, he really needed it. But of course, when he got over to the coffee maker, he realized the whole thing was cold. Rukia had shut it off. Ichigo could swear, Rukia couldn't get anything right. He sighed. Too bad. At least… But his thoughts were invaded by two doors appearing out of nowhere.

"What the hell?!" Ichigo whisper-screamed, as two people came out of the door. Just his luck. It had to be the two shinigami he hate the most. Abarai Renji and Kuchiki Byakuya. Great. What now, did they want to kill him for letting Rukia burn herself? No… That was just Byakuya. Renji could care less.

"Rukia, Kurosaki" Byakuya looked at them in turn. "Your immediate presence is needed in soul society," His eyes caught Rukia's hand, which was now bandaged up. "Kurosaki. What happened to Rukia?" He glared at Ichigo, and then at the coffee cup in his hands. Ichigo could swear that the temperature went down as Byakuya glared.

"What did the coffee ever do to you?" Asked Ichigo, noticing Byakuya's glare not moving from the porcelain cup. Byakuya scowled, and restated the question.

"Why are there bandages on my sister's hand, Kurosaki?" He looked back at Rukia's bandaged hand.

"Well, she decided to make a cup of coffee, but she apparently spilled it over her a couple of times. So I fixed it up for her," Ichigo replied, taking a sip of his own coffee. Byakuya stopped glaring, and began to inquire about coffee.

"Coffee? Since when does Rukia like… "Coffee"?" Byakuya stared disgusted at the poor cup. Ichigo was tempted to restate is earlier taunt. Renji looked horrified at the thought of coffee, and appeared to be shivering.

"T-taichou… Coffee is a disgusting human drink, normally used to gain energy. It should not be drunk as "Black Coffee", without any sugar and cream, unless the specific person drinking is an expert…" Byakuya and Renji both looked down, to see that both Ichigo and Rukia were drinking Black Coffee, as Renji had said. Byakuya cocked an eyebrow at Renji's strange idea of coffee. It appeared to be just like any other drink. What was so bad?

"May I please try some of this… Coffee?" Byakuya looked down, again glaring at the innocent dup of coffee in Ichigo's hand. Ichigo almost spit out his current mouthful when he heard Byakuya ask for Coffee. He muttered "sure" and went over to get some.

"Black?" Ichigo inquired. He would probably say no, but you always had to ask.

"Yes," Ichigo came up with a reason for this. Byakuya wanted to prove himself… Now this would be fun. Ichigo handed Byakuya the cup of coffee, and the noble glared at the cup. Too bad for Ichigo, because he found it quite funny to see his cup of coffee being glared at…

Byakuya took a sip of the coffee, and spat it out, holding his throat, eyes wide. Everyone jerked back at this. The noble, Mr. I-don't-have-any-emotions-and-don't-react-to-anything, had just spat out a mouthful of coffee… Renji had slowly backed away, and Ichigo was standing there, smirking. Rukia was just there, watching, mouth opening and closing multiple times before she actually spoke.

"Niisama?" She too backed away, and shot a glare at Ichigo. Now Byakuya realized what he had just done, and swallowed the last bit of coffee reluctantly.

"Why do you enjoy this foul drink, Rukia?" He glared back at Ichigo's poor little cup of coffee, with bloodlust in his eyes. This time, Ichigo was truly put off by his glare, and hid the cup.

"Well, I don't think its foul… I think its quite good, after you get over the taste of it without sugar or cream. Plus, it has lots of caffeine so as to keep you running throughout the day…" Rukia spoke, the last sentence spoken with her innocent schoolgirl voice. Byakuya now took his time to glare daggers at Rukia's cup of Coffee. Was it only Ichigo that remembered the word "Immediately" in Byakuya's message?

"C'mon! I thought we were supposed to get there immediately!" Byakuya looked up, and so did Rukia and Renji. They all looked back at the open doors and decided that it would be a good idea to go through.

When they reached the Soul Society, they heard voices mumbling around the corner, so they went around to see what it was about. In the hallway, it appeared that the captains were having a meeting. But why here? Ichigo an Rukia moved in closer, and started hearing words like "dead" and "hollow". Ichigo shook as he heard the word "vasto lorde" muttered, and thought of that trash-loving Ulquiorra. Ichigo had no clue what the meeting was about, but it certainly wasn't anything good.

"Kuchiki Taichou, Abarai Fukutaichou, Kurosaki, Kuchiki. There are about 100 hollows and a fully formed vasto lordes in seiretei. The meeting room has been completely destroyed, and several seated shinigami have died already. We all think that we can easily defeat them, but we need a special team to destroy the Vasto Lorde. That will be you, Kurosaki, you Kuchiki, and you Kuchiki Taichou," Renji's jaw hit the floor.

"Why am I not included?" Renji looked beet red, and Ichigo just couldn't help but think how well his face matched his hair.

"Because, you're shikai and bankai are not a good match for this one. Lets just say that when Yachiru saw it, she screamed- "Vasto Lordes kun kawaii". The head captain looked up to renji. "It's a kitty arrancar," Ichigo scowled. A kitty? He had better things to do than to fight kitties…. But then again… It was a vasto lordes…. But he just coldn't change the fact that it was a kitty…

"Meh. It's a cat right? Won't it just go away?" The head captain looked at him and stroked his beard. But suddenly, an alarm wet off, and all the captains looked more worrisome.

"Change of plans. Zaraki Taichou. Yachiru Fukutaichou. Unohana Taichou. Go and get the hollows that have gone to the human world. Kurosaki, Kuchiki. You cannot leave seiretei." The head captain stopped, and the meeting broke up. Byakuya let a smirk crawl onto his face. Revenge… But before everyone left, the head captain stayed to talk to the remaining people, Byakuya, Rukia, and Ichigo.

"Rukia. You, as normal, will be staying in the Kuchiki manor. Kurosaki. As of all the damage done to the empty housing in seiretei… You will too be staying at the Kuchiki manor," Byakuya's eyes widened. In his mind- NUUUUUUUS!-. Ichigo held back his true opinion, and sent back Byakuya's smirk. He just glared back at the head captain, and Ichigo could swear that he smelled bloodlust. Rukia looked as happy as ever that Ichigo would be staying at the sam place as her, oblivious to Ichigo's refusal to stay at the manor, and Byakuya's refusal to let him. But of course, there was nothing they could do about it. So Ichigo went to the Kuchiki manor, and was given a room, on a completely different floor and side of the house as Rukia. Ichigo of course didn't really care, except for the fact that he ahd to walk over a thousand feet to leave the house.

The next morning, Ichigo went down to the kitchen early, along with Rukia. He walked into the doorway, and Rukia was about three feet away from him. But one of the cooks had dropped a pot, over which Ichigo tripped. He fell, and in the process knocked down Rukia. As a side effect, they both yelped, and when they hit the ground, Ichigo was kissing Rukia. As an unlucky extra, Byakuya walked in the exact moment they fell, not witnessing Ichigo trip. Byakuya's eyes widened at what he was seeing. Ichigo finally realized that someone else had come in, so he got up ad immediately flushed bright red, along with Rukia.

"Heh… Niisama…."

Well… Tell me how much that sucked. I really need to know, 'cause I've gotta get better at writing random stuff like this, because I already know that I'm good at writing Bloody-Gorey-Horrorey stuff. Just need to get good at everything!

NOTE: This takes place about 1 year after Aizen's Rebellion.

I need to advance the story before it gets funny…