Okay, the comments bit here is a bit ranty, so people can skip this if they want, just know that there won't be a chapter a day all the time.

Right, excuses. Right now, I have four assignments, and two tests hanging over my head. The other day, I got two assignments on the same day, and two are due this week. I've just got a sore throat, yes, hollows and cats get sick! And so stress, sickness, lack of sleep, because I try to stay up to write these fanfics, and... other stuff make a really bad mix. I pretty much wasted a day yesterday, because I just wanted a break, but I've still got the stuff looming. So I'll have to ditch my "a chapter a day, keeps Aizen away" sometimes, as much as I hate him. End excuses.

Right! Onwards!

"Hey, do you have a cage?" Renji asked.

"No, we're not putting a baby in the cage," Ichigo said, knowing what Renji was asking about.

"Why not?" Renji asked.

"Because it's a baby, and it's against basic human rights," Ichigo pointed out.

Chisaki then started to cry in Rukia's arms.

"What is it's now?" Ichigo asked.

"I think she's hungry," Rukia said.

Ichigo sighed. Knowing that Rukia wouldn't be able to work the microwave, he said he would feed the baby.

The strawberry then walked to the kitchen, with the still wailing baby in his arms. He then got the bottle that was on the side, put it in the microwave, and started it. The substitute then looked down at Chisaki, and tears where streaming down her face, and her eyes were all red, and puffy. Then she started wailing again. Ichigo just sighed for the hundredth time today. Whoever owned this baby would probably be inches from murdering her. Then the microwave pinged at him. Ichigo got out the bottle, and tried to shove it in Chisaki's mouth. She just pushed it away, and still cried. He attemped it again, and got the same result.

"Why won't you just..." Ichigo muttered, getting even annoyed at the baby.

She still pushed the bottle away.

"God damn it, you stupid baby, it's what you want, isn't it?" Ichigo snarled, making the baby cry even louder.

"Hey, Ichigo!" Ikkaku shouted in the other room. "Get that thing to shut up!"

"I'm trying!" Ichigo shouted back.

Then Yumichika walked into the kitchen, with only a towel covering his private parts. He was still dripping. Ichigo half thought of shouting deja-vu, but it technically wasn't it.

"Do you have any fashionable clothes I could wear?" Yumichika asked.

"I have clothes," Ichigo said.

Yumichika sighed. "Do you have any clothes that are beautiful?"

Ichigo scratched the back of his head. "I don't think I've got clothes that are "beautiful"."

"I'm not wearing clothes that are ugly," the shinigami huffed.

"Well at least you get to wear clothes, instead of that towel, which you're not keeping," Ichigo pointed out.

"... Fine then," Yumichika sighed.

The two shinigamis then walked up stairs, Ichigo showed Yumichika where all his clothes were, and left him to it.

When Ichigo was walking back downstairs, he dropped the bottle, and Chisaki stared wailing again. The carrot top sighed again, and picked up the bottle. He tried to shove it back in, but she rejected it again. After Ichigo getting even more frustrated again, and many tries, the bottle was back in Chisaki's mouth. She had, of course stopped crying. Ichigo just walked off, and sat back down to watch the movie.

Review! Otherwise, I'll set Aizen on you, and make you get sick like me!