"Ichigo, I'm hungry." whined Rukia. She was standing behind him while he was sitting on the couch watching TV.

"Well, you already know my name, so why are you telling me yours, Ms. Hungry?" drawled Ichigo.

Rukia growled at him. "Not funny, Ichigo. I'm hungry, carrying your baby, and you had better feed me. We clear?"

"Crystal." Ichigo gulped. "What do you want to eat, darling?"

"Hmmm…." Rukia pursed her lips and rested her head on top of Ichigo's. "Well, we could always go to my-"

"No." interrupted Ichigo.

"What's wrong with-"

"Just, no. You sure you don't want to go to Lisa's Pizza?"

Rukia made a face, "I'm not in the mood for Italian."

"Urahara's Asian Cuisine Emporium?"

"Don't you mean Asian Cuisine and Tire Emporium? And let us not forget barber shop as well."

"I'll take that as a no to Urahara's then."

"You'd better."

"Tousen Bell?"

"I'm really not in the mood for anything spicy."

"Kenpachi Fried Chicken?"

"I'm not in the mood to accidentally run into the actual Kenpachi. You two are always getting into fights."

"It's not my fault, that guy's sort of crazy."

"Sort of?!" Rukia asked incredulously, "Saying he's 'sort of' crazy is like saying that your hair is 'sort of' orange, Strawberry."

"I thought I told you to stop calling me that, wife. And I thought you liked the color of my hair."

"I do, Ichigo, I just want something to eat, and your stubborn attitude towards my brother isn't helping anything."

Ichigo sighed heavily. He looked at Rukia with pleading eyes, but gave up after seeing that he would get no sympathy from her.

"So," Ichigo said with dread in his voice, "we're gonna go to his place."

Rukia smiled, "Yep. I'll go get the keys!" She then kissed him on the cheek and disappeared down the hall.

Ichigo sighed once again, "I hate going to Byakuya King, her brother's always looking down his nose at me."

He smiled when he saw Rukia walking towards him. Oh well, if it was for her, it was all worth it.

He just prayed that his kids didn't want to eat there all the time. He didn't think he'd be able to stand it if they did.

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FIN

AN: Kind of a crackish oneshot. This stemmed from a weird conversation on facebook, where we talked about maybe eating at Byakuya King or Tousen Bell.

Reviews are as welcome as they always are.