A/N: This is just a little place to collect any IchiRuki oneshots/drabbles I come up with... Most of these will be pretty random, and the length of each will vary. Regardless, enjoy!

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1. The Bug in the Bathroom

"Ichigo?..." came the faint, anxious call from the bathroom.

"What?" he answered, pencil frozen in midair, about to write the number 267 on his homework.

"Ichigoooo...."

Giving an exasperated sigh, he stood up from his desk and walked to the bathroom door. He knocked lightly. "What's up, Rukia?"

"Ichigoo... There's a bug in the bathroom..."

He raised an eyebrow. "Can I come in?"

"Yes..."

He opened the door to find her crouching and staring intently at something on the floor. A small insect, silver and rather flat with two long antennae, was marching slowly towards the bathroom wastebasket. Rukia followed its path with wide eyes, and then looked up at him worriedly. "What should I do?"

He shrugged, stifling a laugh at the comedic scene. "I dunno. Kill it?"

"Eh?!" she exclaimed. "Are you sure?"

He shrugged again. "It's just a bug."

"But it hasn't done anything wrong. It's just walking." She was still watching it, that adorably wide-eyed, concerned look still on her face.

"We kill things every day, Rukia."

"Yes, but this is different."

"You could just leave it, then."

She scrunched up her nose. "But then it might walk into your room at night and bite us."

Now he did laugh. "...Bite us?!"

She glared at him. "This is not a laughing matter, Ichigo! This is another very important lesson I might need to remember in the future! You are supposed to teach me what to do in this situation!"

He couldn't stop laughing. She was looking really confused now, but mad, too. She stood up and stomped to stand in front of him (still spluttering against the wall with mirth, silly boy).

"Ichigo."

"Haha-Y-y-yes-ss? -haa-aha..."

She was very unamused. He stopped laughing and sheepishly said, "Sorry."

She kept on looking at him seriously. "Now, what do I do?"

"All right," he said, a little more serious as well. "You've got three choices."

He crossed his arms and looked her in the eye.

"1. You could kill it."

Rukia shook her head.

"2. You could let it be."

She shook her head again.

"3. You could catch it and put it outside."

Rukia paused. Then, after several seconds of consideration, she said in a very solemn voice, "I think number three is the best choice."

She looked so grim saying it that Ichigo wanted to die with laughter right there and then, but decided against it, seeing she would probably come after his dead body with her zanpakutou, bring him back to life, and kill him all over again.

"So how would I catch it?" she asked.

"Umm, here," he replied, and took an unimportant sheet of paper from his desk. "Let it walk onto this, and then run for the window and dump the bug off."

"All right."

"I'll open the window already."

Rukia crouched down again and began to hunt down the insect eagerly, paper in hand. Ichigo thought she looked kind of like a kitten, clumsily trying to snatch a moving toy...

The image was rather cute. He slapped himself mentally and busied himself with opening the window.

"I GOT IT!"

"Woah-"

She came dashing at him at full speed, holding the paper out with the poor insect hanging on for dear life. She leapt up, landed on the windowsill, and reached out a little too fast to fling the insect off, nearly propelling herself right out the window. With a kind of short wail like "wah", she was grabbed by Ichigo and pulled back inside.

They collapsed on the floor, breathing heavily.

"Woahhh," gasped Rukia, "I almost fell. Thanks, Ichigo."

"No probs," he mumbled, face buried in the carpet. "Next time, don't run so fast. I would rather the bug fell, not you." He raised his head, a mischievous grin on his face. "On second thought..."

She threw the paper at him.

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