Hey! It's my first story (which is a oneshot) so I'll be sure to keep this quick, First off, the words in Italics are Rukia's thoughts or are to give emphasis on a word. Second, To help me become a better writer please let me know of anything, (spelling mistakes, grammer,ect) or anything else that i can fix or work on. Thanks bunches!:)

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Picnics and Flying Carpets.

Bang Bang Bang!

Grunting I rolled over, eyes still closed I scrunch my face up as that irritable noise persisted.

Bang Bang Bang!

"Wake up midget! Were going on a picnic!" a muffled voice yelled.

'A picnic? What in the hell is a picnic?' I finally open my eyes and wrench the door wide open looking at said person who was getting ready to pound on the door again. "What is so great about this so called 'picnic' that you had to wake me up?" I demanded.

Ichigo blinked a couple times looking down at me fist still raised. "Oh-"

"If it's that important that you had to wake me, tell me already!" I haven't even been up for more then a minute and the guy is already ticking me off. Hey, It must be a new record.

He glared down at me crossing his arms. "Maybe if you'd shut up and give me the chance I would!"

"Well tell me!"

"God, you're a pain in the ass."

"Yeah, I could say the same for you now tell me already you fool!" Alright, now I was awake, and if I didn't start getting answers someone would have to pay the price. Preferably Ichigo.

"Fine, Fine, just cool down before you over heat yourself."

I glared up at him my hands forming fists, which were just itching to hit him.

"My family is going on a picnic today and seeing as you are staying with us I'm forced to take you along. So you need to get your lazy ass up and moving so we can be out of here at a reasonable time."

My hand relaxed and I tilled my head to the side. "What's a picnic?"

His eyebrow quirked and a smirk lit up his face. "You seriously have no clue what a picnic is? You've been in the living world for how long and you still don't know what that it is?"

My brows knitted together and a frown glided across my face. "Oh course I don't stupid, if I did I wouldn't have asked."

"Well Rukia." He said crouching down in front of the closet door. "Picnics are little things that families go on. There's a magical little thing called a picnic basket that we take along, and inside that magical basket there's food! Lots and lots of food, and we eat that food on a flying carpet! You have to get ready now though Rukia or the Carpet might leave with out you! And that there is a big no no."

My frown deepened. 'Wait, was he mocking me?'"Ichigo I'm not two" My arms crossing. "I know there are only flying carpets in Aladdin." I stated matter-o-factly.

"What? You're not two?" He said while rolling his eyes. "Could've fooled me, Shortie."

That's it! I balled my hand into a fist and WHAM! It connected right in Ichigos jaw. Good thing he was still crouching or I would've had to stand to deal that damage! I smiled -more like smirked- in triumph as he fell backward and stared rubbing his sore jaw.

"What the hell was that for?" he demanded trademark scowl in place.

Smirk still on my face, I got out of bed and stepped over Ichigo to get to the bedroom door.

"Hey! Where do you think your going? Ichigo bellowed from the floor.

I slowly turned around and walked back over to him making sure to step on his hand in the process. "Why to take a shower. I really would hate for the flying carpet to take off with out me." With that I walked out the bedroom and headed for the shower, a smile lighting up my face.

Rukia- 1 Ichigo- 0.

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