Clotheshorse

Disclaimer: Bleach me out of this.
A/N: Bleach.. of another kind. Heh.I couldn't resist! Companion fic to Watercolors? Maybe.
Summary: Rukia tries her hand at laundry with interesting results. Drabble.


"I need clean clothes," Rukia said plaintively.

Ichigo flipped through his magazine. "And what do you want me to do about it?"

"Find me some more."

Ichigo sighed wearily. "There are no more."

Ever since Yuzu and Karin had left to spend a week with their grandmother, the lack of cleanliness in the Kurosaki household had become pronounced. Unfortunately between Ichigo's death god duties and Isshin's avoidance of anything resembling housework, laundry duty had been thrown by the wayside, where it began to accumulate, giving off a pungent odor of sweat and mildew. Ichigo tried his best to ignore it.

"Just wear the ones you have on now."

"But I wore them today."

Ichigo's eyebrow twitched. "Why can't you wear them again tomorrow?"

"Because by then they'll be a day old," Rukia spoke explained slowly, as if she were conversing with a two year old. "They already have a day's worth of dirt on them."

"Looks fine to me."

Rukia huffed and crossed her hands. Men!

After a moment, she realized that glaring at Ichigo was not getting her clothes washed any faster.

"Fine," she snapped, scooping up the pile of unwashed clothes . "I'll do them."

Ichigo merely shrugged as Rukia stomped out of the room and went back to reading his magazine, pointedly ignoring the clanks, bangs, and muttered cursing coming from the back yard. It really wasn't any of his business if Rukia wanted to pitch in and help out around the house. Besides, he had.. oh.. two or three days before he ran out of clean underwear. Then things would start to get dicey.

A short while later, a wet, but smiling Rukia returned, flopping on Ichigo's bed. "Finished," she said satisfied. "And I even had time to do your clothes too."

"Really?" Ichigo looked up from his magazine, clearly impressed. "How'd you do it so fast?"

"It was easy," Rukia said dismissively. "I just followed the directions on the back of this." She held out a plastic container. Rukia looked quite pleased at her accomplishment and was surprised when Ichigo swore "Kuso!" and ran out of the room.

Looking at the bottle of bleach in her hands, Rukia shrugged. Men!