Don't own Bleach. Just the ideas below.

Super quick note: I know I said I'd update daily. That's only possible if I had a boatload of time on my hands and a reliable imagination. Both of which are spotty. So I've decided to update every other day (give or take a day) and therefore there'll only be about 25 chapters (give or take a chapter).

Day 1- Video Games

It was on the following day that both Rukia and Ichigo decided that homework wasn't worth the brain power and should be set aside for whenever else they felt like doing it (read: never). Therefore, other things must occupy the time left once taken over by presumed homework, the age old answer: video games. Now Keigo had decided to come over, bringing his PlayStation, whereas Ichigo sent Rukia off to who knows where so they could play in piece and she wouldn't be indirectly molested. (Though it was partially for his own sanity. He could practically picture the conversation.)

"Ichigo!"

"What…"

"WHY IS THERE A GIRL IN YOUR HOUSE? AND WHY DID YOU NOT INVITE ME?" The sobbing pervert cried.

Ichigo waved his hand in front of him to dispel the daymare. Ironically, Karin had dragged their (awful) father out of the house early in the morning for soccer practice, and Yuzu tagged along for the sake of it. Thus meaning, the house was left to him. "Oh joy." Picking up the last few components of his own PlayStation to move to the TV, he kicked Kon lightly, and grumbled something about company coming over.

It was around this time that he heard a peal of laughter. A very familiar peal of laughter.

The objects lay dejected on the couch as he ran around his home searching for the source. By the time Keigo had called to cancel (his sister was dragging him shopping, the horror), Ichigo was in a corner, flitting his eyes back and forth nervously. A second, loud moment of laughter echoed through the house and he jumped up, tossed the phone (still connected to Keigo, mind you) on the couch where he then ran towards the source.

A wall.

Where was a good table when you needed to flip one? So he improvised; he punched the wall. It gave way easily and revealed a raven haired young woman curled up in a chair laughing hysterically at a video she was watching.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON MIDGET? WHAT IS THIS?" Ichigo exploded, obviously driven mad by the haunting laughter she had let loose (completely ignoring the secret passage within his humble house).

It was at that moment that the smell of sweets invaded his nostrils and then the tinkling of bells reached his ears. Eyes widening, he mouthed "no…." And promptly ran out of the room all but screaming and waving his arms like a maniac.

"Well he must be having a bad day…" Urahara said fanning himself and munching on a bowl of sweets as Yoruichi played with the sleigh bells she had found months ago as a cat. Their heads jerked in Rukia's direction when she curled upon the chair tighter to hold in the giggle fit.

"Perhaps… We shouldn't have introduced her to the Internet so soon…" Yoruichi's side comment was when Rukia let out a gasp of immense shock and embarrassment.

"I'd take it she reached the dark side of the Internet…?"

A nod from Yoruichi in cat form answered his inquiry when she padded back to his side after making sure Rukia hadn't died of asphyxiation from shock.

Uh... Yeah. Crack. That explains it good enough. Helpful reviews are loved! Course compliments are nice too, but flames (unless there's a seriously good reason, and I mean evidence honeys, EVIDENCE) aren't appreciated much.

Kaida-chan out~!