I do not in any way own Bleach...well I own the cleaning product, but I have no rights to the anime and/or the manga. I wish I did because that would be extremely awesome. That belongs to Tite Kubo. The story is mine though. Yeah I made the story up using my IMAGINATION!! And if you like it, rate and review, and if you hate it then too bad find something else to read. Oh and tell me if you have any suggestions.

That Saturday was the "double date". Rukia was sitting in her (Yuzu and Karin's) bedroom thinking up battle plans when her cell phone rang. Rukia sighed and picked it up.

Rukia: Hello?

Orihime: Rukia! Hi, it's Orihime! I'm so happy you answered! I didn't know if you would since it's from the soul society and all, and I don't know what kind of wireless plan they have.

Rukia: …yeah what a surprise…heheh. Um…why did you call?

Orihime: Oh yeah! See, Rangiku says that if you come over, she can help both of us get ready!

Rangiku: It's going to be so much fun! We can go shopping so you can go out in brand new clothes, and we can do each other's makeup and-

Rukia: …Rangiku?

Orihime: Rangiku how are you t…?

Rangiku: Oh yeah! See, I found another phone in your kitchen, and I picked it up and listened, but I remembered some things I wanted to tell you, and it just couldn't wait!

Rukia: …

Orihime: Oh, okay then.

Rangiku: So how about it, Rukia? You want to come? It'll be so much fun!

Rukia: Well I haven't got any better things to do so-

Rangiku and Orihime: Yay!

-click-

They hung up. Rukia sighed. She was going to be Rangiku's human Barbie doll yet again. She grabbed her things and walked out the door, dreading what the rest of the day would hold.

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"Rukia!" Rangiku exclaimed, attacking her with a hug.

"Can't...breath...boobs...suffocating..." Rukia choked out, struggling to find a way out of Rangiku's cleavage.

"Oh! Whoopsie!" The busty blonde said, letting her go. Rukia fell to the floor, gasping for air.

"We are going to find such cute clothes! Oh and we can give each other makeovers and paint our nails and do our hair, and then we- Oh I'm wasting time, huh?" Matsumoto babbled excitedly. She then realized what she forgot. Well, more like who she forgot.

"Do you want to come with us Hitsugaya-Taicho?" She called out the window.

"No! Absolutely not!" Hitsugaya called back. He wasn't going to spend his Saturday with any girls, especially his Lieutenant Matsumoto Rangiku.

"Aww. What are you going to do all night then, if you aren't going to help Kisuke and I play cupid? It's not like you have a date...unless you want to go with Ichigo's pretty little sister. What's her name?" Rangiku asked, nudging the boy suggestively with her elbow.

"Karin." Rukia answered, glad for the distraction. She was happy to talk about somone other than her, Orihime, and...she shuddered just thinking about it.

"Yeah, that's the one." Rangiku said. Rukia stifled a laugh as Hitsugaya's face turned from pink to bright red.

"Urusai! I am not! I just have better things to do then spend the day shopping with you, that's all." Hitsugaya snapped defensively.

"Hahaha. Looks like I hit a nerve, huh Rukia." She laughed. Rukia couldn't hold it in anymore and, she too, was engulfed with fits of laughter.

"U-urusai!" He screamed again. Orihime came in to find a very angry Hitsugaya and the two laughing girls.

"Umm...are you guys ready?" she asked, trying not to laugh at the sight of Hitsugaya's beet red face herself.

"Oh, yeah. Okay then, we'll be going now. Have fun!" Rangiku called as she walked out the door, Rukia and Orihime trailing behind her. Rangiku dragged them to about five different malls before finding one she wanted to shop in. Rukia seemed to be the only one noticing the teenage boys that were whistling and staring at the twos' breasts. 'Disgusting pigs.' She thought to herself. She didn't understand human males.

"Look!" Rangiku yelled, excitedly holding up a denim miniskirt. She had already purchased a pink scarf and a cocktail dress, and six pairs of shoes, but after five minutes of begging Orihime, she bought that too. Soon after Orihime found a blue knee length dress with a pink sash, and a pair of earrings. Unfortunately it was a lot harder to find clothes for Rukia. About two hours and three malls later, Rangiku triumphantly held up a sleeveless black mini-dress that miraculously fit. Upon returning home (Orihime's home), Rangiku pulled out a makeup kit.

"Um, Matsumoto...i-is this really necessary?" Rukia asked, staring at the makeup incredulously.

"Don't be silly, of couse it is!" Rangiku said, spreading a thick glob of whatever-it-was on Rukia's face.

"Oh! I'll make snacks!" Orihime suggested when she had finished with her own makeup.

"Oh that would be great Orihime!" Matsumoto agreed happily.

"Uh you really don't have to do that." Rukia insisted. Though she'd never say it out loud, the thought of Orihime cooking nauseated her.

"Of course I do! You guys need something to eat while you get ready!" Orihime explained from the kitchen. Rukia could hear dishes clattering, and knew that Orihime wouldn't take no for an answer. Once Rangiku was finished with the makover, she got out her cell phone. Rukia, who usually wasn't into eavesdropping, listened to decipher who she was talking to and what about. From what she heard, it sounded like Rangiku was hiring Urahara and Yoriuchi to help her with something. Rangiku loved playing the role of matchmaker, and Urahara had a massive god complex. It made sense that the two would try to get people together. The small girl lunged for the phone, but Matsumoto had already hung up.

"Rangiku, it is only a dare. You really don't have to do this." Rukia urged, "It was a dare, it doesn't mean anything." Rukia said, though to both of them it seemed that Rukia was trying to convince herself that rather than Rangiku. Matsumoto rolled her eyes. As far as she was concerned, she did. As far as she was concerned, this was her duty as a woman. Rukia could tell that there was no way out of this. Matsumoto dug through her closet, trying to find things to complete the girls' outfits.

"Oh, Orihime look! Won't these just be perfect!" She squealed, tossing a pair of pink pumps at Orihime, and began digging again.

"Oh and this would complete your outfit Rukia!" She gushed, throwing a balled up pair of tights at the petite shinigami. Rukia rolled her eyes and put them on. As if right on cue, Rangiku's phone rang.

"It's time. Do you think Taicho is still mad at us?" Rangiku asked.

"Either way he isn't going to come." Rukia reminded her. As soon as Rangiku had stopped sulking, she dragged the girls out the door.

"This is so exciting!" Orihime swooned.

"Yeah. Great." Rukia said in an unenthusiastic tone of voice.

Haha. Poor Hitsugaya is getting picked on. You know what though? I smell some good ol' ichiruki arguements in the next chapter! Seriously whenever they argue it makes me warm inside. Rate and review please.