A/N, Well, my other Hanayuzu fic was really supposed to stand alone, but a lot of people asked after a sequel. I still wasn't planning on writing one, but when I sat down to write an entirely separate fic this came out instead. Huh. Since I'm egotistical and like to talk about myself, there are footnotes. Woohoo! Aren't you excited?

Disclaimer: If I owned Bleach, you would be able to tell. No seriously, you would.

KA-THUMP.

"Karin, will you keep an eye on this pie so it doesn't burn?" Yuzu asked, her eyes on the ceiling. The noise had come from upstairs. Ichigo's room, to be exact. Karin nodded absently, her mind on the soccer game she was watching on TV.

Yuzu climbed the stairs, slightly nervous.

This wasn't the first instance of odd noises coming from Ichigo's room, but they had been growing more frequent since he came back from summer vacation. As she reached the top of the stairs she noticed several voices.

She hadn't heard any of Ichigo's friends come in, but that didn't mean much these days. Her brother's new friends were a bunch of weirdoes. Occasionally she wondered why he had become friends with them; often, he didn't get along very well with them.

Ichigo started yelling, cutting off her thoughts.

She peeked around the corner. Ichigo had a stuffed animal in each hand appeared to be berating them soundly.

"Uh…"

Ichigo froze, turning slowly to face her.

After an awkward silence, Yuzu smiled sweetly, attempting to lessen his embarrassment. "Um, are you enjoying playing with your dolls?"

"No, I—See, it's like…. GAH!" Ichigo threw them onto his bed angrily and went to go sulk in a corner.

Yuzu shrugged and headed back downstairs.

Halfway there her nose was accosted by a stench of burning.

"Nooo! My pie!"

Yuzu jumped the last few steps, landing lightly, and rushed over the oven.

Her pie was doomed.

"Kariiiiiin," she whined. What would they have for desert now?

"What?" Her twin replied irritably. "Oh… Sorry, Yuzu… I forgot."(1)

On the TV one of the teams scored, and Karin turned back around to scold the goalkeeper.

Yuzu frowned.

Desert wasn't mandatory, of course, but she enjoyed having something to serve after dinner every once in a while.

Her only option, it seemed, was to buy something to replace the burnt pie, as she didn't have the time or ingredients to make another one.

Yuzu grabbed her green purse, which was hanging on a hook by the door, and fumbled inside for some change. Did she have enough yen? She figured if she didn't she could ask Karin to chip in, since the pie burning was partially her fault.

Her fingers met something plastic that was shaped like a box with rounded edges.

Puzzled, she pulled it out.

It was a phone.

Yuzu blushed, embarrassed. Apparently, in the confusion the other day, she had forgotten to give back Hanatarou's phone. Whoops.

But it gave her an idea. Convenience stores like the one she had been stranded in yesterday often offered cakes and pies that could be ordered on short notice.

She flipped the phone open and paged through the numbers. There were some names she recognized, (Her brother, Rukia) and some she had never seen before.(2)

When she reached a number labeled 'Store' she took a deep breath, steeled her courage, and clicked 'dial'.

Listening to the tinny ringing she began to worry about whether it was the store she worked in or some other store. If she was wrong, she decided, she would apologize to the person on the other end, serve nothing for dessert, and give the phone to Ichigo to deliver.

For some reason, she didn't want to do that.

It wasn't that Ichigo was unreliable. Actually, Yuzu couldn't explain why she wanted to give the phone back in person…

The ringing was suddenly cut off by a loud click.

"Answer the phone, dammit!" A voice roared distantly. (3)

"Sorry!" There was a clatter, and then some more odd sounds before a voice chirped cheerfully in the earpiece, "Hello! How may I help you?"

Yuzu felt a smile grow on her face. She could tell she had the right number.

"Hi! This is Yuzu, Ichigo's sister?" she replied happily.

"Oh! I'm… sorry for the trouble just now, dropping the phone and everything…"

Ah, that's what those sounds had been.

"It's ok!"

There was a silence. Yuzu struggled to remember why she had called.

"By the way, how are your injuries? Your right hand and both knees were badly scraped…"(4)

"They're good…" Yuzu tucked the phone between her shoulder and cheek in order to peel back the bandage on her palm. "Actually, they're mostly gone. Whatever that stuff was that you put on it works great!" As she reached up to grab the phone again she remembered her reason for calling.

"I still have your phone."

"Oh! That's where it went! I'm always losing things, so I guess I figured… yeah…"

Yuzu switched the phone to her left ear.

"Also, and I apologize for the strange question, but does the story you work at do pie?"

A/N. I managed to fit four footnotes in a fic that's not even eight hundred words. Yes, I am that good.

Karin is cooler than this. A whole lot cooler. But I really, really, needed that pie to burn. Sorry, Karin.

Here, I was going to put a Hitsurin reference. Yuzu was going to see Hitsugaya's name and be like "Oh, Karin's mentioned him." But at this point in time they haven't met, so I was forced to get rid of that line. Once again, sorry, Karin.

I dislike Ganju. A lot. I wish he didn't keep worming his way into my fics and upping the rating with his foul mouth. Darn you, Ganju.

Hey, they needed something to talk about. It's professional curiousity, because he's a healer and stuff.

Also: In case you haven't noticed (I didn't make it all that clear), this occurs during that one episode during the bount arc where all the mod souls pretend to be bounts so that Ichigo values them more (or something akin to that). There's a part where Hanatarou is walking by Ichigo's house with a pie, and I always wondered why, because I'm obsessed like that.

*bow* Thank you for reading. I might consider adding another chapter to this fic if I get enough reviews *hinthint*