Chap: Cloth shopping - the nightmare.

I wake up. And I get stressed.

Well you would too.

I mean, Rukia is letting people into my room, all of them with cameras, and collecting a fee from them all. Since when have I become a photo attraction?

I slowly turn my head either way, and note that Renji's head is on my chest, and that he has his arms wrapped around me. And that I have my arms wrapped around him. I also note that Hisana is lying on me, arms wrapped around my neck.

That would explain the crowd.

I close my eyes again, and appear to curl further into Renji's arms. Gah. YUCK. I then settle my reiatsu and draw as much of it out as slowly as possible. Soon, the crowd realize that they are slowly being suffocated by my reiatsu. Always a nice find, eh?

Most of them flee, except for Rukia, who won't leave her precious money. I'm going to murder her.

"Kurosaki," says a voice. Gah. Byakuya.

"Yes, Byakuya?" I ask, opening my eyes, and sitting up. Renji falls off me, and continues to sleep. I realize my shirt is open, and that he's dribbled.

Oh, how I'll murder the little bastard.

Wiping off the saliva, scowling, I look up at Byakuya. "Yes?" I ask.

"Why is your reiatsu crushing Rukia, my sister?" he asks. Oh. Oops. I gather my reiatsu, and grumpily notice that Shirosaki wants to talk to me.

Gah. Damn hollow.

"My reiatsu wouldn't be crushing your sister if she hadn't decided to make me into a photo attraction," I point out politely (Yes, I can do polite. Shock. Horror. Gasp. Shut up.).

"As it is," continues Byakuya, "I notice that Hisana needs clothes." I groan. "So that means you must go into the real world and select clothes for her."

"The real world?" I ask. "Why not Rukongai?" He fixes me with a death glare. Oh. That's why.

Look, I'm a Taichou, yes. But even if you're Yama, you know NOT to refuse Byakuya. It's not done. Senbonzakura won't kill you if you're a Taichou. But it will hurt. And Unohana will not be forgiving.

So you don't refuse Byakuya. It's not done.

"Fine," I say grudgingly. "We'll go to the real world. We'll buy Hisana clothes. Happy?"

"Yes," he says. Well, he doesn't look happy. But, hey, it's Byakuya. When does he look happy?

"Well, can you leave, please?" I ask, gesturing to the door.

"I'm not leaving until you leave for the real world."

I groan.

My day can't get worse.

Sighing, I turn to Renji, who's hugging my pillow, and blast him with a bit of my reiatsu. He jerks awake.

"Hell?! What was that -oh. Hi, Kuchiki?" he says, noticing Byakuya. Instantly, Renji tugs the sheets to his neck, staring at Byakuya. "What are you doing here, Taichou?"

"Kurosaki shall tell you," he says, sitting down on a chair. I'm about to tell him to ask before sitting down, but decide not to.

For the above reasons.

I turn over, and gently shake Hisana awake. She wakes, blearily eyed, and looks at me.

"Eh, what's going on, Mummy? Why's Uncle... what's your name?" she asks Byakuya.

"Kuchiki Byakuya," he answers.

"Oh, that's too hard," she pouts, thinking, "I know! ByaBya!" she says. "Uncle ByaBya!" I try not to laugh. ByaBya, she should meet Yachiru.

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No, she should not.

Speak of the devil, and, poof, she shall appear.

Yachiru bounces into the room, looking painfully awake for nine thirty in the morning.

"Orangey! Reddy! You have a girl! Ooh! What's your name?" asks Yachiru, beaming at Hisana.

"Kurosaki Masaki Hisana!" replied Hisana, bouncing out of bed, and heading to Yachiru. "You?"

"Kusajishi Yachiru!" replies Yachiru. "Let's play!"

"Yeah!" replies Hisana, suddenly very much awake.

I stare after them, and then fall back, groaning.

"Oh god. She's met Yachiru. The World Shall End," I declare. Byakuya looks at me.

"Did I not set you a job, Kurosaki?" he asks.

Renji looks between us.

"Eh, what job?"

"We have to go to the real world and get clothes for Hisana," I reply. "Eh, Byakuya, what about our divisions?"

"Yamamoto-soutaicho has decreed that until your wedding, and then for a month after, all duties will fall to your Fuku-Taichou, for both of you. So, your vice captains are managing your divisions," he replies.

Hisagi, Kira and Hinamori are going to be very good, experienced, captains.

Renji sighs, and watches Byakuya.

"Oh," I add, "Byakuya's not leaving until we leave for the real world." Renji groans, and falls back into the bed. I get up, and walk to the en suite, sighing.

After a very refreshing, long shower, I walk out into the lounge room, to find Hinamori and Hitsugaya. Hinamori's playing with Yachiru and Hisana, beaming, while Hitsugaya's watching grumpily.

I swear his mouth is twitching upwards though.

"Preparing for your own kids?" I ask, smirking. Hitsugaya death glares me.

"It's ten," he points out. I nod.

"You haven't gotten out of bed until ten?" he asks. "What have you been doing with Renji?"

I twitch.

"Hard to do anything when Byakuya's watching you like a hawk," I growl. "I got up at eight thirty, talked to Byakuya, Yachiru bounded in at nine, talked more to Byakuya, and had a shower. That's my morning. Oh, and yeah, I kicked out a bunch of perverted photographers."

"So Byakuya's alone with Renji?" asks Hinamori, joining us at the kitchen table. "Ooh... very interesting," She grins at us.

"Dirty minded Fuku-Taichou," I growl playfully. "Way too much time around Matsumoto." She laughs.

"Hisana!" I call. "Have you had breakfast?"

"I had candy!" she replies from the floor, where's she sitting with Yachiru. I roll my eyes.

"That's not breakfast," I call back. After I get out a toaster, I make a stack of toast, and put it on the table, with honey in a jar.

Hisana bounces up, and is about to spread her own bread with honey, but I slap her away.

"Nuh-uh," I say, "You'll just get honey all over yourself." I spread some bread with honey, and give it to her.

"See, that's why she calls you Mummy," says Renji, striding into the room, hair out, looking hot...

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No. Did not think that. DID NOT THINK THAT.

"Fine," I snap back, "you make breakfast tomorrow."

"Yare, yare," says Renji, grabbing some bread and eating it. "Hi Hitsugaya, Hinamori. What are you doing here?"

"A Fuku-Taichou's not allowed to visit her Taichou?" asks Hinamori grinning, "and congratulate him on a child, and a wedding?"

"Please do not remind me on the marriage," Renji and I say at the same time. We glare at each other.

"Don't copy me," he says.

"You copied me," I say.

"Did not."

"Did too.

"Did not."

"Did too."

"Did not."

"Granddaddy, why are Mummy and Daddy arguing?" asks Hisana, looking up at Isshin as he enters. I have to lock my door. Hang on. I do lock it. WTF? Gah. Somebody's given out keys to my apartment, haven't they? I'm so gonna kill them, but torture them first and ... What's Isshin saying?

"Ah! You see, it's something called sexual tension, which comes when Mummy and Daddy can't-"

At this point, Renji and I have reached a truce. We both punched Isshin in the face, and then proceed to beat him up. Hitsugaya and Hinamori go red, and back away. Byakuya, who had entered the room, raises an eyebrow.

"Ooh!" says Isshin, spotting Byakuya, "Was there a threesome? Byakuya, how could you? I hope-"

"Chire Senbonzakura," says Byakuya. Renji and I dash out of the way, letting Byakuya do his stuff. Isshin's eyes widen, and he shunpoes away.

I'm never gonna get over the fact that my father was a Taichou.

"What's sexual tension?" asks Yachiru. Hisana nods, looking at us. Byakuya's eyes widen, and he turns to us.

"Isshin," I say. That explains everything. Byakuya nods in understanding, and turns back to Hisana and Yachiru.

"Your parents will explain when they feel you are old enough, Hisana. Yachiru, one day Zaraki may explain it to you. Until that day, I suggest neither of you mention that word."

"Fine," pouts Hisana. Yachiru doesn't look happy either, but she shrugs.

"Yeah, whatever. Hisana, I have to go. Ken-chan will want to talk to me! See you later!"

"Okay! Bye Yachiru-chan! I wanna meet Ken-chan one day, kay?"

"Yep! Bye!" with that Yachiru, thankfully, leaves.

"I have to check on Matsumoto, though I doubt she's broken the kido spells," says Hitsugaya, leaving.

"Kido?" I ask.

"A very good idea," he replies, "Matsumoto is so much more obedient." I grin.

"Be thankful I haven't used that on you, yet, Momo," I tell her, ruffling her hair. She scowls at me.

"I'd break them easily, anyway," she replies. I shrug. It's the truth. Both she and Hitsugaya leave.

I grab my camera, and carefully take a photo of them holding hands. Blackmail. I love it.

"Did you say you want to meet Kenpachi?" Renji asks Hisana, looking shocked. She nods.

"What?!" I exclaim, staring at her. "Nuh-uh! Never!"

"But, Mummy, Daddy," she sobs, pulling out her puppy dog eyes. Have I told you about her puppy dog eyes? I think so. But yeah, they're impossible to refuse anything against.

"Maybe," I say finally. "But both of us will be there, won't we, Renji?" I ask. Renji nods. Hisana pouts, but shrugs.

"So what are we doing today?" she asks eagerly. I sigh, remembering the promise.

"C'mon," I say. "We're going to the real world, for clothes shopping."

A/N: As AZjanus said, Ichi should learn to lock his doors. Hahaha . Thank you to EVERYONE who reviewed, YOU ARE AWESOME!! Now... hm, maybe 13 reviews before I post again? You can do it.

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Edit: Some grammar, typos, tense changes.. the usual

edit 2: Yachiru's last name, got it wrong. thanks to Lia-Osaka92 for giving me the right spelling.