I sat on the floor with my back to the door and Ichigo sat against his bed on the floor next to me. I saw Kon scuttle under Ichigo's bed from the corner of my eye.

"Aw, what a cute plushie!" I went all girlie.

Ichigo looked at me in horror as I retrieved Kon. Not yet knowing how much of a pervert Kon was, I snuggled him to me.

"Yes!" He cheered, then sweatdropped, realizinng that he said that aloud.

"Cute!" I squeezed him in my arms.

Ichigo shook his head and snorted, "That fluff-ball?"

"You're just jealous!" Kon smiled, I think, proudly.

The door opened and Rukia entered the room, "Be careful of that one,"

I smiled and let Kon go, "How can you be so heartless! I mean, look at how cute he is! Though, he could be taken better care of,"

"Oh, my true godess has finally found me!"

"Kon, give it a rest," Ichigo kicked him in the head.

I giggled involuntarily. Fucking hell, I just gave myself away!

They ignored my slip up and stared at me, "So, Haku, you can see Shinigami?"

"Huh?" I tilted my head.

Rukia glared at Ichigo for not explaining himself, "Spirit beings that balance the world,"

"Oh, so you mean those guys in the black that wave their swords around?" I squinted my eyes in thought, "Like Ichigo?"

"Well, actually, I'm only a Shinigami Representative," He explained.

"Oh, so you are only a half Shinigami who works part time?"

Rukia nodded her head impressed by my knowledge, "In so many words, yes,"

For the next two hours, we four spoke about what had happened, what might happen next, and a volley of other related topics. I think we only truly stopped when Isshin called us down to dinner.

"I made extra, because I wasn't sure if your were staying," Yuzu told me when I sat down between her Isshin and across from Ichigo.

"Thank you very much! I'm sorry to have stayed so long though," I smiled at Ichigo's family.

"You can tell your folks that I'm sorry," Isshin pointed at himself.

"I wish I could," I looked down sadly, "Alas, I am an orphan, sneaking from abandoned home to abandoned home,"

"Oh, Haku, that's terrible!" Yuzu started to sob as she ate right out of the palm of my hand, "Daddy, we should let her stay too!"

"We should!" He agreed.

"Just what we need, another girl around Ichigo," Karin shook her head.

"Hey, what's that suppossed to mean?!" Ichigo pointed at Karin accusingly.

"Oh no, I couldn't impose!"

"Not at all! We'd be honored if you could stay!" Isshin declared, jumped from his seat, and bounded over to the poster of his late wife, "Masaki, we have yet another daughter!"

I hugged Yuzu, "Thank you, so much! You have no idea how much this means to me!"

Like candy from a baby. This would be much easier than I expected. I'd probably be home in a few days if things kept going in my favor like this.

After dinner, Yuzu led me to my new room. It was next to Rukia's and directly down the hall from Ichigo. Yuzu looked at my tall, bountiful shape and was at a loss.

"Uh, I take it you don't have any pj's, do you?"

I shook my head, "Not really, no,"

"Darn, I don't think we have anything that can fit your top, sorry,"

"This is kinda strange to ask, but Ichigo, do you have a shirt I could barrow? You're the only one who has a shirt that could fit me," I asked, noticing he was standing behind me.

I honestly thought he was going to faint. It was quite funny to watch his face dance between all the shades of red and purple and blue.

He finally managed to stutter, "Ye...yea...yeah, I...I d...do,"

I smiled, walked into his room, and closed the door behind me. I was sure they were confused, but I knew that I couldn't be just a bubbly personality, I had to keep them interested so I had a better chance at "friendship".

I finally found a suitable shirt and left Ichigo's room to find him waiting by the door alone, "I'm glad that you found something,"

I nodded happily with a large smile, "Don't worry, I'll wash it when I'm done with it,"

"Thanks,"

"You have good taste in clothes," I told him with honesty, "And I may need to borrow a bit more from you until I can get to the store,"

"Whatever. If something else comes after you, be sure to tell me, alright?"

I nodded, "Alright,"

He waved at me and turned to his door, "Good night, see you later,"

"Good night Ichigo," I waved smiling and turned toward my door.

"Why do you always smile? Is it because you're in pain?" He turned back to face me.

I frowned, never once having been asked that, "I just want to have friends,"

Not truly, but it was close enough to the truth. My policy when on a mission is to be as honest as you can be, then it is easier to not get caught in a lie and fail.

"I don't get it. You want friends, so you lie with smiles?" He asked.

"And words. It makes it easier for you to make friends if you stretch the truth,"

"You make no sense at all," He shook his head, "But maybe we could sit and talk?"

"In the main room?" I inquired playfully.

"I was thinking more my room,"

"I know. It's just fun to watch you squirm like a worm on a hook," I grinned.

We walked into Ichigo's room and we sat on the floor, "You're really dark, aren't you Haku?"

I sighed, "That's the meaning behind my name. To me, white is the evilest color there is,"

"I see why you have to lie now," Ichigo smiled at his joke.

We spoke for several hours after that. Unintentionally, I was far more honest than I should have been, letting him get to know the real me. But at the time, I saw no harm in that.

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