Ichigo's new residence was a two-story building (The Ground level, first story and second story) , with a side staircase and outside corridor leading to the entrance doors of each appartement. Each floor had three doors. Ichigo's appartement was the one before the last, in the second floor.

Renji looked at the note in his hand and at the door. "Well, that should be it." He knocked.

The door opened and Renji put on his biggest smile.

"What's up?" He laughed loudly in his gruff voice, sounding very secure about his actions. "It's embarrassing, but... we need a place to crash in for few d-"

"No." Ichigo said formally and slammed the door in Renji's face. He seemed a bit older and more mature from the last time they saw him, but after over a year and more that was only natural. But come on, he didn't even look surprised to see them!

"Oi." The red-haired blinked stupidly at it. "Did he just... slammed the door in my face?"

"I think that's exactly what he did, Abarai." Hisagi said apathetically. Renji's eyebrow twitched.

"What the hell! Ichigo!" Renji begun hitting the door with his fist. "Open the goddamn door before I-"

"Shut up Idiot! Before you'll disturb the neighbors!"

"It's your fault for shutting the door on me! What's with you?! Untill your good ol' pal comes to see you-"

"You only come to see me when you need my help and even then you won't admit it!" Ichigo snarled, crossing hands over his chest.

"S-so what?! I still come, right?! And we need a place to stay. You let Rukia and that Espada freeload in your room-"

"Renji, that's my father's house. Whoever lives there is his decision. This, however, is my house! I'm paying for this appartement by myself." The Substitute hissed. "I've worked like an ass for the past two years so I could move out of dad's place."

"So?"

"So?" Ichigo's eyes narrowed. Hisagi noted the guy's quiet, venomous tone. Kira looked from Renji to Ichigo to Renji, who didn't seem to notice anything. "Um, Abarai-kun-"

"Yeah! you want like, rent from us or something..?" Renji asked. Ichigo glared at him.

"So." The orange-head said again, more thickly as if not hearing Renji's last sentence, face set in deep frown. Kira sighed. He knew that look. Not from Kurosaki in particular but he knew that look.

"Uhh.." Renji mumbled. He was starting to get nervous. It felt like he has just said something extremely stupid and very very wrong. The malicious way Ichigo was staring at him...

After few moments of awkward silence the seventeen-years-old finally spoke.

He sighed shortly and untangled his hands to put them in his pockets. "Let me tell you a little story."

"Uhh-"

"In the time since I started acting as a Substitute Shinigami-" Ichigo interrupted in calm, collected tone, unlike the erupting terrorizing aura suddenly boiling from him "or, more specifically; getting involved with likes of you," the power shifted at the word so much that Renji stumbled back from the sheer intensity of the outburst. "I've already stopped counting how many times my room in specific and in general, my House, has been invaded, taken over, or destroyed. Even when it was damaged it was somewhat fine because Dad paid most of the repairment expenses. Of course, I didn't knew Dad knew about his son being a Shinigami at that time, and he must have figured that, since he 'Didn't know and all', it would seem unfair to make his son pay for the repairs though it was a 'Truck crushing into his Clinic' or 'A bomb thrown into his son's room that blew up the wall', and that all these 'Accidents' seemingly had 'Nothing to do with his son'. And yet," Ichigo growled through clenched teeth, voice losing the nonchalant and indifference it held in favor of irritation (if the the thick manecing aura wasn't clear enough). "Third of the repair costs came off of my allowance just because 'I was home at that time'. Not that I'm complaining' in a way it was my fault that the house was damaged."

"So," Ichigo steped forward and sent Renji falling with his butt on the floor, emphasized the word with a hiss of cold-fury and blazing glare. "You, Renji, with your well-nourished talent to demolish things, are on my Black List's Top Five and the only way I am going to let you inside my appartement is after it's burnt to the ground and crumbled to gravel and ashes and then I'll make you rebuild it because it was probably you who burnt it with your amazingly skilled Kido in the first place!" And Ichigo slammed the door in his face, again.

Renji gaped at the shut door with mouth wide open and trembling in shock, Ichigo's words scathing him like hot-white metal.

"That... that was a bit... harsh." Kira mumbled, chuckling nervously.

"Just a bit?" Hisagi mouthed in puzzlement. Renji twitched

"He... he just reprimanded me for destroying things?" Renji trashed in disbelief, ready to just kick down the damned door. "Me?! Him?! Why that little piece of Shi-"

Renji's got turned down, but it's not the end yet :)

WHAT does Ichimaru call Ichigo?!