Comment Fic - v1

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Ichigo goes to house sit somewhere in Yokohama, gets crashed by Renji and Rukia who are 'keeping an eye on him'. Maybe they stay, maybe they don't - they're a little like cats that way.


Night after Rukia and Renji barge in

Ichigo voices his suspicion regarding one of the tenants

Ichigo has to deal with rabbit food

Some time after Rukia and Renji have been around for a while

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Ichigo opened the fridge. Renji's stupid orange juice was the first thing he saw, lying vertically across the top shelf and blocking Ichigo's view of what was behind it. With an impatient noise, he picked it up to put it back in the right place in the fridge door, only to find out it was empty. Right, another thing to restock. He tossed it behind him, not caring at the thud it made. He'd put it together with the trash. Later.

Obstacle aside, he peered into the fridge and gauged its contents. They had enough eggs, he decided, and they probably better finish off the grape juice. Rukia had asked for it on the last shopping trip, but hadn't touched it. Ichigo suspected that she only wanted it for the cute drawings, but knew better than to say so. Maybe he'd get Renji to distract her so that they could leave without grape juice this time.

Ichigo shifted the grape juice to the side to peer into the depths. He needn't have - behind the grape juice was the "stash" that had come with the house. He didn't know why his old man's friend needed red wine and sake AND a tub of port wine jelly. Renji had suggested finishing the drinks off, which Ichigo had vetoed but occasionally reconsidered when he was doing things like trying to squeeze 10 bottles of grape fruit juice into the fridge.

He was about to shift the grape fruit juice back when he noted something - two sake bottles had become one.

"Renji!" he hollered. There were suspicious thumping sounds from upstairs, but no reply. "Renji, I told you not to touch the sake!"

The thumping noises stopped long enough for Renji to yell back, "I didn't take it!"

"Yeah, I'd believe that if you weren't asking me about it every other day."

"You think I'd be dumb enough to take it when you tell me every other day that you'd pay back any sake I drank with my shades? I don't think so!"

Ichigo felt a headache growing along with the thumping that was coming from upstairs. "Then why is there only one bottle here?"

"How'd the hell I know? Ask Rukia!"

The thumping sounds ended with a suspiciously loud bang, which was followed by Rukia's voice. "Fool, the Kuchiki sake is far superior."

"Like you've even had any living world sake to compare!"

"It is a fact," Rukia replied petulantly, and burped.

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Ichigo found himself glancing at the clock again. The hands now read 1:44pm, and while he didn't know what time it was in Soul Society Rukia and Renji had been here the whole day. Surely they had to go back to Soul Society to rest?

But no. Rukia was still talking, although Ichigo was sure the brightness of her mood was due to the cups of tea that he had seen her chugging earlier. Renji had given up all pretense and was sprawled across his end of the sofa in a half-doze, now and then cracking open an eye to see if Ichigo had cracked and killed Rukia yet.

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In his half-drowsy state, Ichigo very nearly took a tumble down the stairs. The swears slipped out before he could think about it and he winced at how it echoed in the house. There was no old man though, and that meant he wouldn't need to keep an eye out for punishment by roundhouse kick.

He finally got a good look at the culprit. The cat from the day before was winding around his ankles, meowing for attention. Taking a step only paused its winding until he stepped down again. "Geez," he said to it, nudging it away enough to make it down some more steps unimpended. "Breaking my neck is not going to get you breakfast any faster."

The cat stuck its nose in the air and trotted off.

Ichigo stared at the cat bounding down the stairs. Oh hell no. Oh HELL no.

"Rukia!" he hollered, and trotted after the cat himself. He managed to catch sight of it disappearing into the kitchen. "Rukia!" Swearing again - it was WAY too early for this - he hurried into the kitchen himself and found it trying to paw open a cupboard. "Oh no you don't," he muttered and scooped it up. The cat gave an indignant meow as it was dangled in the air. He glared at it. No collar. "Rukia!"

"I'm up I'm up," Rukia grumbled. "What is it?" She started as Ichigo dangled the cat in her face.

"Is this one of your people?" asked Ichigo.

The cat blinked at Rukia, then yawned.