Summary: Kuchiki Rukia is introduced into the world of cosplaying which she fancied at the very moment she learned of its existence. Together with Tatsuki, Orihime and Rangiku, Rukia attends an anime convention. Ichigo can't stand the chance let Rukia gobble up the fun so he sneaks into the convention on a horrorific disguise.

Disclaimers are essential…wait. Do I have to put one? Everybody knows that I don't own BLEACH. Anyway, all characters in this story are products of processed creative juices of Kubo Tite. ---That sounds so weird. ON WITH THE STORY!

He Cosplays Too

"Hmmm-himmm-humm…" In a normal dusk, Kuchiki Rukia is draped with fabrics. She is busy making herself a costume for the anime convention.

"Rukia." Ichigo called her attention. The snip from Rukia's scissors hit his annoying level.

"Yes?" is her innocent reply.

"Will you stop humming? And what the hell are you doing with that…scythe and cloak? Is your insanity manifesting? Should I call a doctor, a psychiatrist may help. Plus--" Before he can add up more insult, Rukia's fist slammed straight to his nose, making it bleed a little.

"JERK! I am not crazy!" Though he knew he had developed fast reflexes, there is one attack which he can never dodge and that is Rukia's bunny smash.

"OUF…You don't have to do that." Ichigo pinched his nose to prevent more blood to flow out and mess on his shirt while his free hand reached for the tissue box in his drawer. "Why do you have those?"

"Inoue told me about a social gathering called 'anime convention'. She said that it is where anime enthusiasts, cosplayers and fans meet. She said that it's fun and that if I am free to join her there." She looked into her phone then faced Ichigo with a grin, "I am cosplaying a death god in a human's idea." He was sure to hear her giggle as she fixes the overly long robe out her closet.

She never looked so interested than she is now. The truth is, he had been in a convention before because of his sister who pestered him on going. Just then, he remembered that the entrance isn't free so he asked, "Do you have tickets already?"

"Uh, yeah, one for me here, see!" She said while showing him a wallet-size piece of paper. "It cost me 300 Yen. I heard it was a sold out event. Why?"

"Nothing." Ichigo faced to wall for Rukia to avoid seeing him pout. He knows that she'll have fun and he hates it when she's enjoying out of his sight. Honestly, all he wanted was to see Rukia smile, giggle and laugh. WAIT. What did his mind say? He wants to see Rukia happy? .! "So when is this…uhm—convention?" he asked pretending to be naïve of the word.

"Tonight."

"TONIGHT?!" he shouted in surprise. He didn't expect it to be that early.

"Do you want to come?"

"No thanks. I am busy." Ichigo went on to get a pen and notebook, pretending to be busy over homework. Actually, that was done a while ago. He is totally free to go tonight.

"' you sure?"

"Yeah." he replied lazily and went on writing nonsense without looking at Rukia.

"Ow, look. I didn't know I have an extra ticket. The ticket booth must have made a mistake." she said. "I'm leaving it here in case someone from soul society would drop by and join me." On her robes, she placed the piece of paper on his bed. "See you later, Ichigo."

"Hmmm…" he mumbled a goodbye. He is pissed more than ever. Is she trying to temp me?!

At the convention, Kuchiki Rukia found her colleagues on their costumes. Orihime was flashing as usual. She wore a black and white French maid suite cut at the middle of her thigh complete with the headdress and corset. Rangiku in the other hand was as sexy as ever on the pink nurse costume she wore, never forgetting to unbutton the first three buttons.

"At last you're here." Orihime said while Rukia approached the two dazzling ladies.

"Are we all here yet?" Rukia asked.

"We're still waiting for Tatsuki-chan." Orihime replied.

"Don't you think she's wearing something too covered?" Rangiku noticed that Rukia's cloak is too long for her. She even caught her tip over before she spotted her big-breasted friends. "What do you think, Orihime?"

"Eh?" Rukia meekly reacted. She saw her friends' eyes glitter. They have a hideous plan and she knows it's done before she can complain. In a second, she found herself in the girl's bathroom. Acting as if in an operating room, Orihime immediately locked the door as Rangiku got her pair of scissors from her handbag an evil smile plastered on her face.

"This will not take long, Kuchiki-san." Orihime assured her as she restrained her raven-haired friend's movements. She is obviously carried away, Rukia wasn't even resisting at the slightest, or maybe her brain has no time to process what is happening.

"A little more…" Rangiku said as she snipped off excess fabric until her thighs were bare.

"TADAH! Now, you're a hot death god." Orihime said with her hand high up in the air.

"…" Rukia shyly said as she kept on pulling her robe down.

SO. If you read the summary, I am planning to make Ichigo appear at the convention on a disguise. The funnier, the crazier, the better…I need suggestions so review.

ALSO. Review my other works. I am a fast updater. As long as there is someone who reviews…I write and write and write…