-1Alright, my friends. This is my first shot at a Bleach fan fiction, so please be kind when reviewing. And just for the record, I don't own Bleach. I don't even own a freaking gold fish! But anyways, enjoy!

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"AH! #$$# !" were the loud and booming curses coming from, guess who, Ichigo Kurosaki. He was standing over a car which had it's hood open. He reached a hand into the front of the car and moved some pieces of something greasy connected to something oily, which was a part of something that was just downright filthy. He removed his now blackened hand and used it to scratch the back of his head in confusion/frustration.

"Okay. Maybe if I cut the red wire…." he mumbled as he reached for a pair of wire cutters. "No, that won't work, there isn't even a red wire in here. What about if I connect the blue with the green…" Ichigo then took a rubber band from the toolbox and tied the cut pieces of blue and red wire together. He then walked back to the drivers side of the car, turned the key in the ignition, and nothing.

So, he calmly (yeah, whatever) walked back to the front of the car and examined it a little bit more. "There's the problem!" He reached for an unnatural looking plug type thing and yanked it out of something with screws and bolts and things. Now, by dismembering the screwy bolty thing, he released a fountain of black and grimy EVIL all over his face. The black sludge dripped down his face and onto his black shirt, making it an even EVILER shade of black.

By now, his eye, the right one to be exact, began twitching. Not the normal kind of twitching, oh no. It was the kind of seizure/stroke/heart attack/ticked off type twitching. Although, by now, Ichigo has probably already mastered about 27 versions of basic eye twitching, and about 15 different versions of complex eye twitching.

Before pulling a muscle in his eye, he let out a yell that was so loud that he could've contacted UFOs with it.

"RUKIA!"

As if on cue, Rukia came walking out of out of the door in a blue shirt and jeans. "Yeah, yeah. What's the problem?"

"This damn car will not work! I put the key in the ignition, turned it and nothing happened! So I starting rearranging all that crap in the front of the car, and now look at me!" Ichigo yelled pointing to his face, which was covered in car oil.

Rukia walked up to the drivers side of the car and pulled the key out of the ignition and stared at it for a few seconds. "Ichigo?" she asked, biting back laughter.

"WHAT! WHAT COULD POSSIBLY BE SO IMPORTANT WHEN MY DAD'S CAR IS SCREWED!" Ichigo screamed.

"You put the house key into the ignition."

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Poor old Ichigo. Guess he was just having an off day. Heh, heh. Anyways, I hope you like the story!