Oh yay! I spent my entire weekend at a convention what fun xD! Of course… I had no one to share said fun with…. My friend was in england… wahh…… but oh well. It was worth it to buy all of the Japanese imported food and manga… yay, pocky! But okay. Im back on track…

Note: I had better not own bleach. If I did… there would be MANY changes.

"Kyaaaaaaaah……" groaned ichigo, looking at the paper that byakuya had just handed him.

I can't believe he was serious, I mean, for a carpet and some towels? He's really got in for me, doesn't he…. Fine. I can play that game too, Byakuya!

Ichigo's nose was now bandaged up, after having woken up on the floor in the dining hall. Ichigo could still not believe the sums byakuya expected him to cough up for some bloodstains. Really, the man got bloodstains all over his haori and 10 mansions of a scarf and cleaned it right off! But he had to pay the man back in full for replacements? He really hoped that this nightmare would be over soon…

"Get up, Kurosaki. I don't need you to further stain my possessions," Byakuya lookeddown at him with his normal icy glare.

"ugh," Ichigo hauled himself up and looked once again at the paper he held. "You really expect me to pay you this much? Theres no way I can give you this much…" Ichigo held up the paper and picked up his head, now looking at the Six on Byakuya's haori.

"whoever said anything about paying me back? I have… something different in mind,"

"Can I guess that it won't be fun, whatever it is,"

Byakuya stood there and thought for a moment, then turned back to face ichigo.

"Probably not your idea of fun, nor exciting.

"And so what is this most horrible thing?" Ichigo had a detached look on his face. Byakuya could easily see he wasn't paying any attention…

"Kurosaki Ichigo," He spoke, catching ichigo's attention. "I want you… to work at my manor to repay me the money,"

Ichigo gaped at him, eyes wide, jaw hanging somewhere near his feet.

Was the man kidding? Work here? N-no… there was absolutely no way…

Ichigo stopped his train of thoughts and imagined himself strangling Byakuya to death. What a pleasant sight….

"I am assured that would be a suitable arrangement, seeing as you have no money and you're here anyway, am I correct, Kurosaki Ichigo?" Byakuya knew somewhere that this would probably lead in no good direction for either Kurosaki nor himself, but working in the manor would be much worse than dealing with one kurosaki, correct?

Ichigo, readying his refusal speech, had his head to the ground. "Uh huh, sure," WAIT. Where did that come from?! He didn't mean to… he didn't mean to agree, he meant to fiercely decline the offer! Ah, god damn his conscience! But, this wouldn't be so bad would it? He could just… make it horrible for Byakuya. Ichigo saw no gain or loss for either of them through this deal, so Byakuya must've had something planned… He would have to ruin that, and make Byakuya's life miserable.

It couldn't be that tough, right?

Not True.

"So… uhhh… what exactly do you want me to do?" Ichigo inquired, looking at Byakuya.

Once he was able to figure out what he was supposed to do, then he could ruin it.

"You should be cleaning the house…" A servant came over nad gave him a rag.

"you should be helping out in the kitchen…" Another one came over and gave him and apron like thing.

"Gaurding the front gates…" A guard gave him a navy colored guard's haori and a white uniform.

"and also guarding the quarters of Kuchiki Rukia during the day," He put specific emphasis on "during the day".

Ichigo looked down, befuddled, at the mess of clothes and such. He frowned when he looked at 

the apron. Oh boy. What a great time he was going to have.

"Oh and kurosaki… You are to guard the front gates from 12:00 until 6:00 am. Am I clear? And I want no dozing off. And if I find that you've been sleeping on the job… or slacking off anywhere else, for that matter, you can say goodbye to that head of your's"

"…You may be saying that Kuchiki Byakuya, but are you really capable of doing it?"

"Would you like to find out?"

Ichigo had a malicious smile on his face as he backed away from byakuya slowly, and readied to pull out his katana when…

"Nii-sama! Ichigo! Stop!" She grabbed ichigo's wrist and looked at byakuya. He nodded, and removed his hand that had drifted off to the hilt of his katana.

"Rukia," He looked at her.

"Hai, Nii-sama…"

"Please do not get involved in this matter," He was looking at ichigo now, his eyes staring icily at him.

"Hai, Nii-sama…" She looked like she wanted to say more, but stopped herself. Her eyes drifted over to the left, but she backed away with her head down.

Ichigo looked over at her, and his mind ran back to earlier that day when he had been in his room, thinking about that accident… He still didn't know why, but thinking about that did something. It didn't bother him, it didn't make him feel good. But now, with byakuya around, he could tell what that feeling was. It was unease. He looked back at byakuya. Was he afraid… of Byakuya finding out what he was thinking?

"Kurosaki. You will do as you are told. Is that clear?"

"Uh-huh," Ichigo turned around immediately and headed towards his room. This was bound to be one hell of a nightmare.

And as for Byakuya? He was just going to sit there and wait for ichigo to fall apart.



Okay, from now on, im going to try and write more per chapter, starting with the next… theres no guarantee, but I will gaive it a shot…. Please review! I'll give you plushies/cookies/pocky if you do!