A/N: I'm BAAAAACK!

I apologize for my lengthy absence from... well, pretty much everywhere. They're called HIGH SCHOOL FINALS, and lately they've been eating my free time. (Well, finals, Naruto (ShikaTema!!) and Soul Eater... And Pandora Hearts... Well, you get my point.

But: I'm SO SOORY! GOMEN NASAIIIIIIIIIIII!!

This, by the way, is a yaoi. You can take it as friendship or romance, just like you can most of these.
And I'd like to clear up one lil' thing: Last chapter, the kitten was NOT their kid. Just a cute little kitten. ;)

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach. I wish, I wish, near and far, I have wished upon a star, 7 days and seven nights... Huh. Not working. :(


Bleach Bus Prompts: Zipper, chips, artificial food coloring, IchiRen Tomorrow's: Ice, Sun, YoruSoi, submitted by... um, get back to you on this one, kay?

-Ahhhh, dear EowynsPen, arigatou for this wonderful little prompt!-


Ichigo frowned at the bag of chips in his hand. They were just… annoying. Really, who in the World of the Living decided upon this particular method of chip storage? Really. It was… irritating.

"Need some help?" A redheaded shinigami interrupted his friend's silent battle with the bag.

The famous scowl got even bigger as the orange-haired teen turned to the redhead. "What, Abarai?" he growled.

Renji laughed, finding a sort of sadistic hilarity in the struggle. "I said, do you want some help?"

"No." I chigo said shortly, glancing at Renji. His teeth were bared in that… idiotic way that sometimes happened in the middle of a battle. A battle? Whaaaaaat?

When Renji stayed, unmoving, Ichigo glared. "I said, no!"

Undeterred, the redhead held out a small, yellow box. "Well, I was just going to say- if you needed any help, maybe I'd help you. If you helped me, that is. 'Cuz maybe I'm having trouble opening this."

Ichigo peered at the box. It was… Yuzu's icing color?

"Abarai," he said gruffly, "where the hell did you get this?"

"What, you orange-haired idiot? Do you think I stole it or something?" Renji spat, shoving his face in Ichigo's, tattoos tensed in anger.

"No," Ichigo growled, "I'm just wondering! I mean, what does a shinigami want with artificial food coloring?"

Now Renji looked faintly embarrassed. Ichigo noted a sort of- preoccupation with the zipper on his sweatshirt. zzZip, Zzzzippp. zzIP, Zzzip. "No! My captain wants cookies! From the World of the Living!"

Now Ichigo looked confused. "Bu- cookies? What?"

"Cookies. Kuchiki-taichou wants cookies." ZzIPP, zzZZIP. ZIpp, ZIPZIPZIP.

What. The. Hell? Byakuya? COOKIES? But… "What does this have to do with me?"

Zzzip, ziiiiipzippppzipp. ZIPZIPZI- "You get a cookie if you help me. And I'll help you."

Ichigo silently handed Renji the bag of chips, receiving a small yellow box of artificial food colouring in return.


30 minutes later, Renji appeared out of the kitchen. Ichigo looked up from his work to find a delightful smell wafting across the room as Renji appeared, wearing yellow-and-pink calico hot pads on his hands, cookie tray held gently. "Hey, Ku- Ichigo. Want a cookie?"


A/N: Soooo, likey? No likey? For a while there I considered having Renji eat something with red food coloring, then run around pretending to be a vampire. (But I was afraid I couldn't've resisted the urge to have him pretend to be Edward Cullen, resulting in some serious Twilight bashing, sooo…)

NEVERMIND: TWILIGHT BASHING TIME!


Omake: Twilight Bashing, RPG format!

Renji: "RAWR!"

Ichigo: "WTF? Are you pretending to be a dinosaur, Abarai?"

Renji: *looks hurt* "No! I'm a VAMPIRE!"

Ichigo: "…Don't do that around Yuzu."

Renji: "Why?"

Ichigo: "She'll cry. She's under the impression all vampires are 'vegetarians' with kind, loving hearts, Mary-Sue girlfriends, and… "

Renji: o.O "What?"

Ichigo: "… sparkles."


Sooo... whaddaya think? REVIEW~!