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"Talking"

Thinking

Ichigo scowled at the dark-haired midget curled up in his bed. He had left for 10 minutes to go take a shower and she just went in and made herself comfortable. She was always reliable to find ways to annoy the hell out of him. Using his shower and leaving her girl-things in his bathroom, putting up Chappy posters only to be ripped down five minutes later. She really knew how to bug him, and most of the time, she didn't even have to try. How she would fight Hollows by herself, how she would get hurt, how she would worry him... Rukia Kuchiki was the most irritating person he had ever met.
But however annoying the small shinigami was, he had to admit she looked really cute when she slept. The way she pulled his blanket tight around herself whenever he attempted to wake her up was just too damn adorable. Her hair was messed up and hung around her face at odd angles and her clothes were of a comfortable style that suited her so much more than her uniform. He almost didn't want to disturb her. Almost.

"Oi, Rukia! Get out of my bed!" said Ichigo, shaking her shoulder.

She replied with a "Hmph," noise as she turned over, ignoring him.

He scowled again, shaking her more. "Get up midget! I want some sleep too!"

"Then join me, because I ain't moving!" mumbled a sleepy Rukia.

"G-get in your damn closet!" He stuttered at the thought of sleeping in the same bed as the girl he was just admiring.

Rukia could be so irritating. She pulled his blankets closer to herself as she ignored Ichigo's commands. His bed was just too comfortable and she was just so tired that she couldn't pull herself away. It didn't help that his blankets smelled just like him... No, she was not planning on leaving any time soon. Ichigo could sleep in the closet for once. The shinigami was quite surprised when Ichigo actually climbed in to the bed with her!
I am NOT letting that midget hog up MY bed! he thought as he laid down. Rukia shifted to her side when she felt a disturbance in the bed. She stretched her arms, feeling something that wasn't there before. What is that? Her arms felt around trying to figure out what the bed-hogging object was without having to open her eyes. Hm, its hard, but soft at the same time, and... Oh god. Rukia's eyes flew open as she realized she was touching the smirking red-head's chest. She shot up into a sitting position.

"I-ichigo! What are you doing!" she asked in a startled voice.

"You wouldn't get out of my damn bed and I ain't sleeping in your closet, so I took you up on your offer," he replied

"I was kidding!" she said incredulously.

"Go to sleep Rukia," he said as if she were an unruly child.

"But, well, uh..." she mumbled, laying back down. She turned away from him, glaring at the wall for no particular reason except for that she was being shown up. Her anger silently fumed as she tried to sleep. What about Ichigo was so... attracting? Why did Ichigo have to be so warm, and have to smell so good? Why was she even thinking about him? Ichigo was having similar thoughts, but he actually had initiative. Why not take an opportunity when it is presented to you? The dark-haired girl jumped when she felt an arm wrap around her waist. "A-ah!" she gasped in surprise. "Good night, Rukia," Ichigo said tiredly. Maybe sharing his bed -even with an irritating midget- wasn't such a bad thing.