A months old document found on my computer. It amuses me, so I decided to post it. Hope you enjoy!

Staring Contest

"Renji," said Rukia, sitting completely and utterly still in front of her red-haired friend, staring at him, her hard and emotionless gaze unwavering, hands clasped on the table in front of her.

"Rukia," he simply replied back, doing the same across from her.

"What'cha guys doin'?" asked Hisagi, stopping to observe them.

"Staring contest," answered Rukia. Both of them were trying not to do or say much so they could keep their concentration centered on each other and not blinking. Their stares were intense, not mean glares, but just...cold and emotionless, like how Byakuya looked on a regular basis.

"Wow, um...this looks pretty intense..." commented the ninth division lieutenant. He was even being creeped out a little.

Both Renji and Rukia nodded in unison, gazes never faltering for a second. Just then, a drunken Rangiku decided to saunter on in, cheeks flushed with a half-full bottle of sake in hand.

"Hey, wassup guys?" she slurred, throwing the arm holding the bottle of sake around Hisagi's shoulders, the contents of it swishing around as she did, some of it even splashing out.

"Abarai and Kuchiki are havin' a staring contest, and, honestly, they're both scarin' me a little," he replied, supporting her weight as she leaned on him.

"God, you're right," she said, getting off Hisagi and stepping forward, in front of said couple. "Wus wrong with you two!"she yelled, words still being slurred due to the alcohol in her system. "You guys both look like Kushiki-taishow!" Neither responded, ignoring the particles of spit that were landing on their faces due to Rangiku's yelling. "Oh, common, you guysh!" she yelled, annoyed, as she threw her arms around their shoulders, more sake spilling from the now almost empty bottle. Both Renji and Rukia shook a bit from Rangiku's impact, but their gazes never left each others', never weakened.

Rangiku's eye now twitched in irritation."Scru you guys, me an' Shuway are goin' t' go drink with everyone elsh!" She grabbed Hisagi's hand and dragged him out of the room before he could protest, finishing off the last of her sake and tossing it to the ground, where it shattered to pieces. And, of course, neither Renji nor Rukia seemed to notice, and if they did, then they obviously didn't give a rat's ass.

5 HOURS LATER

Rangiku and Hisagi returned to the sight of what they had named "The most intense staring contest in the course of history" with Izuru in tow, all three of them drunk off their asses. When they got there the two were still at it, exactly as they had been left, with hard gazes and still positions, except now their eyes were red and blood shot and occasionally one of them might twitch an eye.

"Ugh, they're shtill at it?" said Rangiku, hunching over in defeat.

"Hm...they were sherious," said Izuru when he saw them. Rangiku and Hisagi gave him questioning looks.

"Whaddaya mean?" asked Hisagi.

"Well," began Kira. "Earlier they were sayin' that they were gonna have a shtaring contesht t' decide who was gonna tell Kushiki-taishow 'bout their relationship first when they go and meet with him tomorrow."

All three shinigami looked at the two, who were still locked in mortal combat, and decided that if they were in either of their shoes, they would also take a simple staring contest this seriously.

END

There it is, a short little oneshot(almost a drabble)that I wrote like 8 months ago. Don't like RenRuki? I don't wanna hear about it. Tite Kubo owns Bleach, not I, and I love and appreciate all opinions!