"Ichigo?" Rukia called from the floor next to his bed. She had been reading one of those amazing real world magazines that seemed to fascinate her so much.
She didn't get an answer. "Ichigo?" She asked again a little bit more sternly. She was getting angry. Still no response. "Damn it Ichigo! Answer Me!" She yelled. She got up from her position on the floor.
A soundly sleeping Ichigo lay on his bed. Rukia had not realized that he had fallen asleep. She wasn't surprised even though it was Saturday; they had been fighting Hollows almost all of the day.
He looks so peaceful when he is sleeping. Rukia thought as a smile escaped her lips. She didn't know how long she had been standing there staring at him, before she snapped back to reality. Snap out of it Kuchiki!!
She walked to the end of his bed and grabbed the covers that he had thrown off will he was reading. She pulled them over his quiet figure. He moved slightly at the warmth of the blankets. She caught herself smiling again. She turned to go back to her closet when a hand grabbed her wrist. She turned around to see Ichigo's hand gripping her wrist. She fought the blush that she felt rising at the close contact.
"Thanks." He said his eyes still closed. She smiled an invisible smile. He let go of her hand, and rolled over falling quickly back to sleep.
Rukia turned around quickly trying to cover the blush that was obvious on her cheeks. She climbed into her closet and covered up. She smiled before muttering, "Your welcome."