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Ice Cream and Juice

Rikka Island— Day Two

"Rukia!"

"Oi, Ruuukiaaaa!"

Nope, she was gone.

"That idiot…" Ichigo muttered as he pushed himself from the buoy and swam back to the beach.

"Ah! Ah! Onii-chan!" Yuzu swung her hands about to grab Ichigo's attention. She was sitting next to a half buried Karin. Both grinned at the sight of their brother. Yuzu smiled and looked up at Ichigo as he came over them.

"Let's bury Karin-chan!"

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"Rukia-chaaan…" Orihime pouted. Said Kuchiki had just interrupted her relaxing moment. "I was relaxing…"

She grinned at her friend. "Sorry, sorry. Here, I'll buy you juice. And ice cream."

"Aww…you know I like ice cream and you're using it against me to get angry at you…" She pouted some more. And Rukia grinned at her again, this time somewhat triumphantly.

The Kuchiki got up and headed to the small stall nearby. The beach was starting to get a bit packed as the day passed by. The vendor looked like he wished to be somewhere else.

But Rukia was there to buy ice cream not to care about the employee's currently hassling task. It was his job after all. The petite girl stood in line -a really long line to be exact- while waiting to buy Orihime an ice cream cone and a juicebox while she just got herself a juice pouch.

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They got Karin fully buried until there was nothing to see except her head and a small mound of sand downwards her neck.

Ichigo grinned.

Yuzu looked up at Ichigo. "Onii-chan I'm thirsty."

He looked over at the long line at the stall then ruffled his sister's hair. "Can you get it your-?"

"AH! HOW COULD MY PRECIOUS CHILDREN LEAVE ME ALONE AT THE CHALET!!"

Isshin came running down the beach to meet up with them. Ichigo looked over at his dad and frowned. One thing's for sure, he was glad that Isshin didn't wear his speedo.

"Then again," Ichigo said, getting up quickly, "I'm feeling nice today…!"

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Finally…

Rukia took her change from the weary and bored guy and smile then bounded off for Orihime. "Orihime! Here, I got your ice cream." Rukia grinned as she gave her auburn-haired friend her soft serve ice cream.

The petite girl sat beside her friend and pulled the sharp yellow straw from the cover of her juice pouch. She poked the shiny circle on the pouch while holding on tightly to the container. The straw bent slightly at the end and it didn't thrust in.

"Y'know, you should've gotten a juice box, not a pouch. These are easier to open." Orihime sipped her apple juice.

"Yeah, I know." Rukia said, still poking the pouch. "But boxes don't have this flavour." She shook the grape-flavored juice pouch.

Orihime nodded.

Rukia tried once more to thrust in the straw in the pouch. She held on tighter to the pouch and stabbed it. This time, it went in. But said girl was not happy.

Because as it went in, the juice squirted directly at her face. Surprised at the unexpected assault of grape-flavoured liquid on her face, she dropped her juice pouch on the sandy ground and shrieked in surprise.

Ichigo turned around to see who was suddenly screaming. He held back a laugh as he saw Rukia, glaring and muttering something at her assailant; a grape-flavoured juice pouch.

"I will forever hate you, juice pouch." Rukia said for the nth time. "What a waste of money." Orihime giggled at her friend. Suddenly a shadow hung over them. Both girls looked up.

Ichigo snickered at Rukia and threw her a grape-flavoured juice pouch, straw already tucked in. "Idiot. You can't even open a juice pouch…" He laughed and headed off to his sisters and dad.

Rukia looked at him and blushed slightly, reasons unknown. Then she eyed the juice pouch suspiciously. Thinking it might be fit for human consumption, she sipped it slowly. Orihime nudged her best friend.

"Ooh… Rukia-chan. We're just here for a few days, and you already got yourself a-"

"Shut up, Orihime." Rukia glared at her lightly. "He's just a friend. And the pervert I was talking about."

"Oh really…?" Inoue smirked. "So." She said, taking a lick from her soft serve ice cream. "He's your summer fling, huh?"

"Ah! You are impossible, Hime."

"No. You are in love."

"Shut-"

Their conversation was joined by another voice. "Oh! You guys got ice cream! I want some!" Momo grinned.

Rukia look at Momo gladly. "Momo! you don't know how much I love you now! I'll get you ice cream. My treat."

Momo looked at Rukia who rushed off. "What's wrong with Rukia-chan?" Momo plopped down on the blanket with Hime. So Orihime told her exactly what happened.

With a bit of Orihime-exaggeration, of course.

When Rukia came back, Momo and Orihime were giggling. A lot. She raised an eyebrow.

This, Rukia thought, was going to be really, really annoying.

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"Ah! Ichigo! Karin-chan! Yuzu-chan! You guys left me at the chalet and went here! You are so mean!"

"Shut up, old beardo." Karin put some more sand on top of Yuzu as she wiggled her sand-covered toes. Now it was Yuzu's turn to be buried alive. "You're the one who didn't want to come here in the first place."

"Ah! Karin-chan's so cold!" Isshin pouted childishly. Yuzu was thoroughly covered with sand now. She grinned. Suddenly they heard a stomach grumble. Winning a race from a persuasive loud midget was hungry work.

Yuzu and Karin laughed. Then the light haired girl turned to her dad.

"Let's go eat at yesterday's place! I want that pudding again!"

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"We're here!"

Yuzu opened the door to the same restaurant they were yesterday and went in. The smell of food wafted over the Kurosaki family. Ichigo's stomach growled in hunger.

"We haven't even eaten out breakfasts yet."

"But we can eat our lunch! Maybe I'll eat the same things as yesterday!"

Ichigo sighed inwardly. That meant pudding for her and lots of walking for him. But to Yuzu's surprise, the food on the table wasn't the same as last night. A huge bouquet of colourful summer flowers decorated the middle of the table and the food was served around it. The food looked and smelled delicious. Not to mention they were steaming hot.

"Classy." Karin said, as a waiter brought them to their seats.

"You missed yesterday's dinner, Karin-chan!" Isshin said, thumping her on the back. Karin narrowed her eyes at him. Isshin pouted. "Mou, Karin-chan's so hungry, she's cranky."

"Shut it, old goat."

"A-ah! Don't fight, Karin-chan, Otou-san!"

Yuzu pulled Karin away from their table and straight towards the food table. To her amazement, that wasn't the only table serving food. There were at least three more tables at the back and there was a variety of food. Eyes wide, she "Ooohh"-ed in delight. The light-haired Kurosaki found the dessert table and picked up three types of desserts instantly, leaving Karin behind.

Thank Kami those two can get their own stuff today…Ichigo walked over to take his lunch from the table. As he was taking some steamed fish, he noticed Rukia was beside him. She acknowledged him and smiled.

"Hey. Thanks for the juice just now."

"Huh? Oh, that. By the way, the juice cost 450 yen. You owe me."

"What? I didn't ask you to buy it for me. So technically I don't owe you."

"Technically," Ichigo said, leaning down near her. He smirked. "You still owe me a kiss from just now."

"…!"

Her face flushed red and she opened then closed her mouth. "Pervert…!" She managed to say before leaving the line and back to her table. Ichigo burst laughing. Her fully red embarrassed face cracked him up. Not to mention seeing her gape like a goldfish was entertaining.

People are going to kill me for not updating since… forever. I am so sorry! Ok. Not much, but I managed to update…:)

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