Cloud: Ok, let's get this straight, this is NOT a chapter, you remember those Shinigami picture book things at the end of the episodes, well… these are sorta like those.

I call them intervals, and I think there a neat way to get a laugh out of my readers and BUMP my story without getting in trouble, so here you go.

Interval 1: Something Naughty

Ichigo rubbed his temples, Keigo would be receiving extra punches when he went to school tomorrow, just for good measure. It was summer, it was hot… you'd think the moron would realize that it wasn't the best time to mess with his orange haired friend but no, that's too much of a leap for someone like Keigo.

He opened his front door, not even bothering to notice his father flying past him in a flurry of kicks and landing ungracefully on the sidewalk outside.

He took off his shoes as he always did…

Made his way upstairs as he always did…

Reached for his bedroom door and shouted, "Oi, Rukia!" as he always did…

And when he opened the door his face was meant with the centerfold of a curvaceous blonde woman licking her lips. He tore the magazine from his face and threw it to the ground, letting his gaze fall upon a clearly irate and pissed off Shinigami, "What the hell is that?" she asked, pointing at the offending object.

Ichigo blinked, "It's porn, what does it look like?"

"It looks like women, Ichigo, is there something you need to tell me, if you have a harem I swear I'll…"

Ichigo was taken aback, he couldn't even yell at her, "A… a harem… why would I?"

Her scowl only deepened so he continued to stumble, "Rukia, it's porn, Keigo makes me hold onto it because his mom hates it, they're not… real."

"Well they look pretty real to me Ichigo."

"Wait a minute…" he lifted a finger and pointed at her, "Are you jealous?"

His stumbling attitude from before had completely vanished, and he was now grinning widely.

Her light blush only fueled his ego…

Ichigo woke up with a wet towel on his head and a worried Yuzu standing over him two days later.