"Mine's bigger than yours,"

"No it's not,"

"Yeah it is...you always use that,"

"Tha's 'cause I like it!!"

"Look at it!"

Both look-a-likes glared at each other, opposite hands holding onto the shihikusho tops, foreheads pressed together as the grip tightened dangerously, Ichigo pulling Hichigo closer, brows furrowed much more.

"I am!! An' it's still bigger than yers!"

"No, I'm telling you it's not,"

"IT IS!!"

Zangetsu quirked a brow as he slowly walked over, concerned for the two's mental state, wondering what they were taking about, stopping when he was about a foot away, staring between the two forms.

Ichigo's...is bigger... His eyes drifted from Ichigo's to Hichigo's, Hichigo's...smaller...

"ZANGETSU!!" both shouted, veering over at his wide-eyed form.

"Which one," Ichigo shouted.

"Is t' biggest?!" Hichigo finished.

The man looked between them again with a chuckle, "Ichigo's."

The white haired albino threw his arms up into the air, shouting out in anger, turning smartly on his heel and cursing to the blue endless sky, "WHY?! WHY WAS MINE S'POSED T' BE SO SMALL?!"

The alabaster form flailed his arms in the air as Zangetsu walked over to Ichigo and patted his shoulder with a sigh, knowing exactly what was going to happen next, and pity filling his chest for the poor Hollow.

"Hah! I told you so!" Ichigo gloated, raising his zanpaku-to into the air with a smug smirk. "I win this round, you damn Hollow!"

Hichigo spun around and smacked his fist into Ichigo's jaw. "I win tha' round, asshole!!"

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Bet you thought it was something else for a while right? Well...if not, I'll understand. Please review, I tried to get my humor to work at it's normal level again.