Thanks for the reviews, fellow Bleach Addicts. I love getting them, and I also love giving them. If you have a story you want me to read and review, PM me, and I will. I may not get to it as soon as you might like, though.

The Lost Boys scene will definitely be in this chappie, too.

Thanks for reviewing me:Emmichi

Disclaimer:I do not own Bleach in any way, shape, or form. I do, however, own this fic and if I ever find out that you are plagiarizing my work, I will personally come and bash your head in, take you to the hospital to get fixed, and then run you over with a bus.

Yuzu dragged poor Rukia through the mall like she was some sort of ragdoll. It was Rukia's fault, though, as she told Yuzu to slow down, for she had shorter legs than the twelve-year-old, and couldn't go as fast as her.

Ichigo was at the other end of the mall in a book store, and Yuzu was insistent on getting Rukia some of her own clothes.

Isshin was insistent on it, too. He gave them the Visa, and said "Go nuts."

So far, Yuzu and Rukia each had about six bags, and Yuzu didn't want to stop anytime soon.

"Rukia, come in here! You'll like this!" Rukia followed her into the shop, and proceeded to try on the twenty or so outfits that Yuzu had picked out.

Ichigo sat in a big, pouffy chair, reading some random manga, and of course couldn't get through the first page without being disturbed.

"I...I can't find my mom..." He heard someone cry, and being the softy that he was, couldn't stand a little kid crying, and decided to check it out.

"Are you lost?" Well no duh... "Come on. Let's check with the girl at the register, maybe she'll know..." Ichigo picked the little boy up, he was no more than maybe four or five, and went to ask the girl if she knew anything.

"Oh my god, Shinji! You scared me! Don't ever run off like that again!" Ichigo plucked a couple of candies from his pocket, and gave them to Shinji before he left.

Ichigo smiled a little, and then went back to his manga.

"I think we have enough now, don't you Rukia?" Rukia nodded through the now eight bags she was carrying.

"Come on, let's go get Ichigo, and go back home...er...to your house." Rukia realized her slip up, and was doing a crappy job of covering it up. Yuzu noticed her discomfort, and smiled at her.

"Rukia, our home is your home, so don't worry about it. Now where do you want to sleep? In mine and Karin's room, Ichi-nii's room, or do you want your own room? Before you say that you don't want to be any trouble, we've got plenty of bedrooms, so if you want your own, then you'll get your own."

"You pick for me, Yuzu." Rukia smiled, then went back to trying to running into anything. I really don't want to be any trouble though...

Okay, what do you think? I don't think it's as good as I normally would do, but I'm really stuffed up, so I'm not writing as good.

Please review...

Shorty