Vertigo

AN: Thanks for reviewing everyone! I started this as a one shot and now I fear it'll never end. Oh well. I need an outlet for all my fluff. Enjoy!

Luckily Karin hadn't needed stitches, the tender attention given to her by her brother enough for the cut to heal in a matter of weeks.

It was an ordinary morning until Isshin announced that he was taking them all on a vacation. Well, not so much announced it. Ichigo woke up one morning by four suitcases being thrown at his head, and instructions to help his sisters pack.

" I don't know what to pack." murmured Yuzu.

"Well, dad refused to tell me where we were going. Said it would ruin the surprise." Ichigo grumbled. Rukia could tell he was frustrated, but he had a tiny little glint in his eye that said he was excited about his father's antics. Not that he would ever admit it of course.

"Well, I'll just wash more laundry. We can all just pack a little of everything." Yuzu traipsed out to do just that.

"Hey Rukia."

"Yeah?"

"Who will take care of the town?" Since Karin was still in the room, he whispered this in her ear. The proximity was startling.

"I assumed I was going to." Rukia admitted, ignoring that she rather liked said close proximity. Or she at least tried to.

"Didn't you hear goat face? The whole family is going. Wherever we're going that is. Get Renji or whatever to do it. I'm sure there's tons of decent shinigami ready to fill in."

"Alright, then. I'll talk to Ukitake."

"Cool."

"Well," interrupted Karin, " I'd hate to interrupt all this sap, but I wanted to tell you that Yuzu and Dad are eavesdropping on your little love fest."

And with that, father and son were beating the stuffing out of each other, Yuzu was humming as she folded laundry, and Rukia was planning what to say to her captain. She was genuinely touched that Ichigo considered her family and really seemed to want her to go on the trip with him.

Yuzu had prepared a list of the food they'd need. Lucky for her, Isshin informed her of how long they would be there, two weeks. He had also told her that it would be fairly mild weather.

He divulged nothing else of their destination. Everyone peppered him with questions, but he simply smirked and walked away.

Clothes were stuffed into suitcases, and pillows into the trunk. The only problem was that Isshin, being frugal as he was, had only bought a set of four suitcases.

He had a large one all to himself, and the twins shared the other big one. The third that had been Misaki's was full of various things that had not fit into the trunk of the car. They had tried to relocate the things in it, but with two weeks worth of food and many pillows in the small trunk, there was nearly no room. And they still needed to cram in the suitcases!

Ichigo and Rukia were sharing the fourth suitcase. No way around it.

"Do you have to bring all your markers?" Ichigo whined.

"Well I brought my sketchpad. I have to have markers." Rukia countered matter of factly, with a smug smirk.

"Can't you bring neither? Oww!" Rubbing his now bruised shin, Ichigo shot darts at her with his glare.

"I'll leave my art supplies behind if you leave your I-pod behind."

"First of all, art supplies implies that they are used to create art, which in your hands they do not. Secondly, my I-pod is much smaller. It'll barely take up space." he concluded, waiting for the punch he was expecting to receive for his comment.

"Fine. But I want to bring Chappy." she folded her favorite yellow dress into the case, smoothing out the wrinkles.

"Did you really just cave in and agree to something?" dumbfounded, he handed her the bunny plush to pack. She received it gratefully.

"Even I am capable of logic." This was partly true. Another part of her was just so glad that they were back to bickering again. Part of her felt so thankful to be included in the trip. She wanted to be a bit nicer to him, since he was of late acting a bit nicer to her. Well when he wasn't insulting her artistic skills. She'd get him later, when he wasn't expecting it.

"Did dad say we needed sunscreen?" Ichigo asked her, jolting her out of thought. That seemed to happening a lot lately.

"Yeah, and swimsuits too. Wonder where we're going." She folded a pair of her jeans with care, to put next to his flannel sleep pants.

"Don't we all? Oww! Bitch!"

Laughing, they finished packing, just as Isshin was honking the horn.

The drive was just starting and Ichigo would have normally tried to decipher where they were going by looking at the scenery. He would have normally fought with his siblings on what fast food joint to swing by for lunch on they way out of town.

But he was a little distracted. Yuzu had called shotgun, leaving him, Karin and Rukia crammed in the back seat. Rukia was drawing in that damned sketch book. But that was not what was bugging him.

Being crammed in the back seat meant that the side of her hip was snug against his. It was disturbing that he didn't even care. Hell he actually liked it.

But the fact that he knew for a fact that inside his suitcase, his nice vibe shirt was packed against a tiny, albeit very cute navy blue bra?

That was going to bother him indeed.

AN: Whee! Fluff and hormonal teenage boys! Where do you think they are going? R/R y'all!:p