Disclaimer: Still working on the Voodoo Doll trying to woo Tite Kubo on signing the legal ownership of Bleach to me, until then, it's not mine.
Warnings: Slight cursing, and Author's bad habit. Sorry, can't help it.
Chapter 3
Domestic or Not Domestic
The dazzling cheerful sun made its access into Ichigo's room windows waking up the orange-haired jerk. Well, that really didn't wake him up. The commotion down stairs did. Therefore, with a groan he made his way to find out what the hell the upheaval is all about.
He had a terrible amount of headache from last night's event and an additional mayhem today won't be so good.
Chiruzu and Keigo's face was being intimate with the floor and the wall courtesy of Tatsuki. He saw Orihime in the sidelines watching the racket behind Uryu. Chad is sitting in the sofa not paying attention to the existing fuss watching TV. Mizuiru is sitting beside Chad chewing a gum. The picture looked normal. Nothing rings the alarm.
He allowed a lazy sigh to escape his lips and turned back to his room. Wait, something is missing in the picture. He looked back again, Chizuru and Keigo crying, Tatsuki with a proud smirk, Orihime's face looked worried, Uryu pushed back his ever-falling eyeglasses, Chad and Mizuiru in the same position. Something is really missing. Rukia.
"Hey guys, where's my Rukia?" He absentmindedly asked the whole group who turned to face him fazed of what he just said was his.
"You're Rukia?!" Tatsuki asked suddenly interested to sleepy orange-head.
"Rukia-san is in the kitchen Kurosaki-kun!" Orihime excitedly beamed. Still in thought about Tatsuki's words and thinking for an explanation, his alarms suddenly rose into a red alert. The sentence Orihime just held didn't sound suited. Putting Rukia and kitchen together in one sentence never sounded fitting.
His eyes grew wide in realization.
"What?!" Just as he was about to run for the kitchen, dense smoke came from it's direction. Why did nobody smell something burning?
As fast as his reflex could react Uryu ran through the kitchen and searched for the fire extinguisher.
Ichigo ran in the same direction searching for a certain annoying midget.
The front door opened revealing a braided, tattooed, red hair followed by black tresses.
"It's pretty hot in here.. Woah! What in the world?!" Renji suddenly gasped. Perceiving the smoke impending from the kitchen only means one thing, Rukia. Renji and Kaien thought in unison.
"Call the friggin' fire department!!" Kaien exclaimed while running after Renji.
"Rukia, how many times do we have to tell you, you are not the domestic type of woman!" Renji bawled at the midget sitting in the couch in front of him.
"What is that suppose to mean??" She retorts in response.
"That you can't cook! Do you wonder why Byakuya never allows you to live on your own?! Because you are not used to domestic work! You can't take care of yourself without burning the house down!"
"I can take care of myself pretty well, genius!"
Rukia stood herself in the couch just so she could overlook Renji.
"Then explain why every time you step in the kitchen, or the laundry room, or gets your hands in any cleaning material it causes destruction?!"
"I'm just not used to it!"
"And you never will! You can't even open a simple juice box all by yourself!"
"That's not my fault that they're too complicated to open, Mr. Domestic!"
Both their foreheads were now against each other.
"Ok guys, the firemen said nothing much is damaged. But you might as well not be able to cook in the kitchen for today. Byakuya said he already hired people to fix the kitchen and replace all the damaged appliances and whatnot's. 'said they'll be here today."
Kaien said as he turned to the skirmishing duo. Both of his hands behind his head and eyes closed as he fell in the couch with a pliable thud unaware of the duo's reaction.
"When you said 'they' you meant the people who'll fix the kitchen right?" Renji asked hoping for a positive answer.
"I think 'they' meant the people who'll fix the kitchen WITH Byakuya." That is definitely NOT a positive answer.
Rukia and Renji's mouth fell ajar.
"You have got to be kidding me." Rukia fell down the couch beside Kaien still stunned of what he said.
"Grimaced of your horrible cooking?" Ichigo teased from the background.
He waited for a come back. Nothing.
"It's bigger than that Ichigo." Renji's fazed façade showed horror and fear, as if the worst thing in the world has yet to come.
"What could possibly be worse than leaving Rukia alone in the kitchen?" Ichigo snorted.
"Byakuya's arrival." Ichigo turned pale. Out of all the comebacks, this has to be the best, and the worst.
"You have got to be kidding me." Recurring Rukia's words his face reflected terror and fear replication of Renji's expression.
Kaien could care less in their currently shocked, in terror, scared faces.
"Call the others in. We need a plan. See me in the library." Rukia motioned to Renji who solemnly nodded. Kaien lay in the sofa beside fazed Ichigo.
In the library..
Rukia stood in front of all her friends who were listening attentively to whatever plot she has. With a pen and a stick, she stood beside her sketchpad. Ichigo grunted at the sight but had no other option but to sit him on one of the chairs.
She fakes cough. "It seems we have an emergency on our hands. Agents, I suggest you listen attentively if you want to survive our tragic faith. I suppose you have all been informed of my brother's nearing visit."
She heard a few 'uh-huh's and 'ok's, a few nods, a grunt and a sigh. She earned nothing from stoic a Chad.
She flipped open the cover of the sketchpad which revealed a horribly deformed tall bear with long black hair, dogs/cats and 10 little bunnies with different, odd hair colors. (A/N: I suppose the dogs/cats are the people fixing the kitchen)
"This is my Nii-sama" she pointed the tall bear. "This is his minions" she shifted the tip of her stick to the cats/dogs "and this is us."
"Rukia, why am I being part of this?" Kaien questioned.
"Shut up. You're the one who called Nii-sama! You should at least take your share of his wrath." And of course, he decided he couldn't possibly do anything to leave.
"You stupid suck up." Ichigo glared at him.
"I am not a suck up, you stupid strawberry." Kaien fired back.
"Then why the hell did you call her brother?!"
Their eyes are now sending invisible electric shocks to each other.
"'Cause if I hadn't no one will and nobody could ever fix the kitchen!"
"Shut up! Both of you idiots!" They glared at her, but she held a stronger, colder, and scarier glare. They both slumped back in their sits with 'hmp'.
"Now, back to the plan," she turned to the next page that had a large 'PLAN A' written on it and consisted a tall bear with a talking balloon, and 10 well behaved bunnies on a couch. (A/N: Imagine how hard it is to draw that.) "Nii-sama will talk. And probably garnish us with his sermon."
She flipped the page again and thanks heavens, it didn't consist of any deformed demonstrations. But it contents this:
PLAN A
Don't do anything unless necessary.
Don't say anything save when asked and needed.
(For idiots specifically Ichigo, Renji, Chizuru, Keigo, Kaien, Mizuiro)DON'T DO ANYTHING STUPID.
"Why the fuck am I being called idiot?!" Ichigo glared.
"If you wanna survive until tomorrow you better sit your damn ass down!" Ethereal stillness took over for a few moments.
"Do we have a Plan B Kuchiki-san?" Orihime chirped in.
"Fortunately we do. If Plan A fails we would have to settle for the last plan."
She turned the page once again. It revealed:
PLAN B
Run for your lives.
Everyone gulped, except for Kaien and Chad. Ichigo's tough, but Byakuya is really scary nonetheless. Kaien has gotten used to Byakuya since his older sister is associates with him and met him a few times already. About Chad, well, it is what to expect from the mentioned guy.
Silent breathes and nervous gulps surrounded the whole area. The others have just met the great Byakuya Kuchiki. Icy cold death glares roamed the hunched teenagers in assembly. As PLAN A goes, no one does anything. Finally, a cold, dark male voice broke the silence.
"Rukia, you have acted irresponsibly." He simply says. He had long black hair held back by two silver hair ornaments. He wore a stoic façade that will scare the shit out of anyone who dared look at him.
"I'm sorry Nii-sama." Rukia bowed her head as to face the floor.
"You are forgiven." The tone in his voice didn't change. It didn't give any hint of emotion. As always.
"Thank you Nii-sama" She said tilting her head into a normal level.
"You are no longer allowed to stay here without proper adult supervision."
"But Nii-sama? You promised me this vacation." She protests.
"Yes, I remember quite frankly. And you will still have it, BUT with adult supervision."
"Huh?" A very confused Rukia inquired her obvious misunderstanding.
"I have this peer of mine, and to my great regret, he was the only adult available for the task."
"Calm down Byakuya. I'll take care of your little sister and her friends." A guy wearing a ridiculous white and green beach hat and a clog came out of nowhere beside Byakuya, patting his well adorned head. Byakuya gave the coldest glare that wished him deader than dead than any words could ever comprehend. He quickly snatched back his hand afraid what of what Byakuya could possibly do.
Through all the ranting a hand slowly crept, it's way to another. Tatsuki was oblivious with the current activity of her hand. Renji was shocked at this but didn't flinch. The owner of the offended hand looked at the owner of the offending hand next to him. A girl with short black hair returned the gaze. Both their eyes dropped at the touching hands. A tint shade of pink filled the cheeks of both parties and they both drew back their hands faster than the speed of light.
Author's Note: Sorry for the late update. My beta is too busy. But trust me, just one chapter of her story, and everything is forgotten. you should really check it out. I insist. wee! Reviews are love matey's! It keeps Byakuya's sword fast, shiny, and pretty! Wee!
Amerie-san: ZOMG! loved the chap of ur story! it was so worth the wait! and besides,, it's ok.. lol.. i'm not usually the most patient person, but like I said, it was all worth it.