This is my first one-shot of Bleach! I really hope you guys like this story!
Disclaimer:- I don't own Bleach. If I did, it wouldn't have ended so soon and ichigo and rukia would have gone canon and Hisana would be alive.
"Ichigoooo and my third and beautiful daughter," Isshin began cheerfully. "You two will be baking the cake!"
"ARE YOU CRAZY?!" Ichigo yelled hysterically.
"Ichigo and I baking together will never be!" Rukia exclaimed.
"Please," Isshin begged with puppy eyes. "For the sake of Karin and Yuzu's birthday party!"
Rukia and Ichigo looked at each other and then at Isshin. A light bulb clicked.
"Fine, we'll do it," Ichigo and Rukia said at the same time.
"Yay!" yelled Isshin.
"On one condition," Ichigo yelled. "You leave me alone every morning starting from tomorrow."
Isshin mentally crossed his fingers as he announced, "I will NEVER bug you again."
Ichigo and Rukia entered the kitchen. They had gotten all the ingredients and started on the mission and a half they had to do.
"Okay," Ichigo began nervously. "Pass me the flour."
"Fine, but I'll do it in the measuring cup," Rukia said bluntly.
"No, you're to idiotic that you would either put too much or too little!" Ichigo shot back.
"Who are you calling idiotic?!" Rukia yelled angrily. "Fine, do what you want, I don't anyway! Here is the stupid flour.
Ichigo snapped away the flour from Rukia. He poured it into the measuring cup.
"That's too much," Rukia said. "Let me do it."
"No, it's the correct amount." Ichigo said annoyed.
"No, it's not," Rukia yelled angrily. "LET ME DO IT!"
Rukia grabbed a hold of the measuring cup and tugged it towards her side. Ichigo, who wasn't going to let Rukia ruin the cake, tugged it towards his side.
"RUKIA, LET IT GO!" Ichigo yelled.
They both let the measuring cup go at the same time. A huge crash was heard from the kitchen. Then a long dead silence…..
"Idiot, look at what you did!" Rukia yelled ticked. "Why did you let it go?! You told me to let it go!"
"I thought you weren't going to let go," Ichigo said. "So I let go!"
"Stupid, thanks to you we have to go buy more flour!" Rukia said angrily.
Flour was spilled across the floor. About a dozen or so egg shells lied on the counter of the kitchen…along with milk and oil spills. Not to mention frosting. There was a pile of dirty dishes in the kitchen sink. But right there in the middle of the middle of that huge and ugly mess, was a three layered chocolate cake with vanilla frosting…
Isshin smiled and said, "Wonderful cake!"
Rukia and Ichigo, whom looked very tired and ticked, let out a huge sigh.
Isshin then frowned and said, "But who is going to write Happy Birthday?"
Rukia and Ichigo stopped and looked at the cake, then at Isshin, and then at each other…they both gave each other a death glare.
"I'M WRITING HAPPY BIRTHDAY ON THE CAKE!" Ichigo and Rukia yelled at each other!
Okay, I'm done with this story! Hope you like it