Lemony: Come on, Nin-Ni Chan…please talk to me *bats eyelashes pleadingly*

Nin-Ni Chan: *folds arms* *upturns nose* *ignores Lemony*

Lemony: *snickers* Are you really mad at me about the Janga Lang?...oh, the silent treatment.


Rukia Kuchiki was lying at the foot of her bed flipping lazily through a magazine, she was so freaking bored. The younger Kuchiki pretty much had everything going for her at the moment, she had graduated a week earlier from Karakura High School top of her class, it was now summer vacation, and she had a whole three months before she started her classes at LWA University.

Yeah, life was good for the kid.

But, Rukia didn't just sit around and do nothing all summer, she took her Nii-Sama's advice and did some…enrichment activities.

Rukia was 'enriching' herself alright, the girl was a mover-and-a-shaker. She took up babysitting as a means to both get paid and kill some boredom. The raven-haired girl actually enjoyed what she did, she liked the people she worked for, she loved the kids of course, and then some people were actually willing to pay through the nose. So, Rukia could say she was content with how her life was going. She was college-bound and her earnings were burning a hole in her pocket.

Rukia continued reading her fashion magazine in peace, she had the house to herself and she was relishing in the silence. Her Nii-sama was working himself silly, as usual. The elder Kuchiki was going to go to his grave with his paperwork. Byakuya was always at working, Rukia would never know why that man never took a fucking break, but when you work as a millionaire tycoon: your work is never done.

The raven-haired girl looked up from her magazine when she heard her cellphone ringing. Sighing, she stood up and straightened her oversized T-shirt and knee-socks, now that she was home alone, Rukia didn't have to wear her nighties (which, Byakuya forced her to wear 2/3's of the time). The blue-eyed girl took her phone off of her desk and flipped it open.

"Hello…yes, this is Rukia Kuchiki…oh well, when would you need my services Mr. Ichimaru…yes, of course I'll watch Kimmy, she's Mogi's friend right?...Ok, I'll see you then, thank you. Goodbye."

Rukia snapped her phone shut and jumped up and down happily. Yes! Another customer! Her business was steadily growing! The younger Kuchiki bounced up and down on her bed because another customer meant money!

The raven-haired girl stopped leaping around like a bunny on crack when she thought about her new employer. Mr. Ichimaru…

That name sounded oddly familiar, Rukia tried to think of were she heard that name before. After a moment she realized it was on one of her Nii-Sama's business cards, Mr. Ichimaru ran a hotel or something. Rukia shrugged, it didn't matter what he did for a living, and so long as he paid in cash, Mr. Ichimaru could have been turning tricks as far as she was concerned.

After all, Rukia didn't take checks. It might have been something psychological, the girl liked to feel the money sliding in her hand. Whenever she got paid at the end of the night, it was like an orgasm.

She thought about how he sounded on the phone, he had a funny voice…but it was still kinda…oh hell, Rukia didn't know what it was. But something inside her kind of liked it. She ignored it and scribbled down the date, time, and address she needed to show up to watch Kimmy into her planner. Rukia already knew Kimmy because she babysat her at one of her other customers slumber party's, she wondered if the kid put in a good word for her with Mr. Ichimaru. Well, he had her booked from Friday night to Sunday afternoon, apparently he had some business trip to go on and Rukia was one of those "stay overnight" kind of babysitters. She got paid for every hour that she was standing on Mr. Ichimaru's property, and that paid remarkably well.

Let's do some math now, shall we (you weren't expecting that, were you?).

And Rukia always did her math correctly.

Mr. Ichimaru requested that she report at 6:00 p.m on Friday, he also said he wouldn't be back from his trip until 2:00 p.m on Sunday, Rukia got paid $8 dollars an hour, not to mention she charged by the number of kids. Now how much money will Rukia make when this job is done?

Calculating…carry the 1…add the 6…

Rukia would make roughly $352 dollars and zero cents. (Lemony: Please don't check my math, it's probably wrong, you don't need to tell me.)

That wasn't bad for three days, hell, that was easy money! All she had to do, was make sure Kimmy didn't get into trouble, make sure she was feed, and then put the kid to bed! Easy right? Rukia nearly creamed herself when she thought about it.

Not only did money make the world go around, it made woman wet. Friday was a day she looked forward to.

But in the meantime: SHOPPING!

~Fast-forward: Friday night, 5:45 p.m~

"Are you sure this is the place?" Byakuya asked turning his dark blue Benz SL onto a side street.

"I'm positive, Nii-Sama, this is address he gave." Rukia said looking back at her planner to make sure that this was the right location. Why didn't she use Google Maps? Byakuya pulled to a stop in front of a huge mansion! This place could easily rival Kuchiki manor, it was a large, white building with gigantic pillars holding up the roof. The yard was well-maintained and the grass was a dark shade of green. Yup, this definitely belonged to a rich dude…

Rukia stepped out of the car and simply stared at the enormous building,

"Be sure to call," Byakuya said putting his car in gear, "And if you need me, I'll be at my office. Goodbye Rukia."

And just like that, his tires screeched and the elder Kuchiki left Rukia standing there clutching her bunny backpack. Rukia sighed as she walked up to the front door, there was no turning back now.

When she approached she tapped the wooden door lightly, with a house this huge, she doubted anyone could hear her.

But someone did hear her,

The door opened slightly to reveal a tall, silver-haired man, in a crisp dark grey suit and red power tie. Rukia looked the man up and down for a moment, she noted how he towered over her. He had a huge smile on his sharp face,

"Ah, Rukia…" He purred, "I'm Mr. Ichimaru,"

Moving right along…


Lemony: Ok, this isn't working *walks over to Stereo* *turns on Stereo* You know you can't resist the Stanky Leg, Nin my love. *starts dancing*

Nin-Ni Chan: *tries to resist*

Lemony: *dances like a dumb-ass*

Nin-Ni Chan: DO DA STANKY LEG! *starts dancing with Lemony*

Lemony&Nin-Ni Chan: DO DA STANKY LEG! HAHAHAHHAHAHHA!…REVIEW!