HI :) This is my first ever fanfic, I had a lot of fun writing it, so I'm hoping you'll enjoy reading it too _ I know it's short, but any reviews are greatly appreciated! Thanks to anyone who actually reads this little IchiRuki fluff 3
It was an unseasonably chilly spring night, with a fisherman's moon casting faint streams of light through Ichigo's window onto Rukia's soft features. She lay quietly on her side, her sable locks painting a mysterious pattern on Ichigo's pillow, her chest slowly rising and falling. Her breaths intwining the faint sent of his pillow into her dreams, leaving a contented smile on her sleeping lips.
Ichigo was just down the stairs, sitting comfortably on the couch with a sleepy Yuzu using his shoulder as a pillow. He tried his best not to move her as a large yawn escaped his jaw. It had been a long night of fighting Hallows, topped off by a sappy romcom of his dad's choosing, and it was all Ichigo could do not to fall asleep here, sharing a cozy blanket with his two already sleeping sisters.
Ichigo slowly sauntered up the stairs to his sisters' room, a dreaming Yuzu on his back, Karin just ahead, insisting she didn't need to be carried like a child. After gently resting Yuzu on her bed and making sure both his little sisters were safely tucked away and peacefully asleep, he wandered into his own dark room. Too exhausted to be bothered changing, he silently collapsed onto his unexpectedly warm bed, failing to notice the small soul reaper now comfortably wrapped under his arm.
The moment his tired head touched his soft pillow, Ichigo was enveloped in a summertime dream. The low afternoon sun brushed warm kisses on his cheek, the cool grass hugged his toes, and his mother's soft hand lead him through a smiling field of wildflowers.
Rukia snuggled close to the warmth swaddling her in his arms, a feeling of calm washing gently over her. Ichigo nuzzled his face into her soft neck, a content sigh escaping his lips. Both of them victim to a sound sleep that lasted through the night.
Dawn's tender light feathered through the window, onto Rukia's ivory skin and ebony locks as she lay dreaming on Ichigo's softly rising chest, his arms wrapped gently around her waist. Outside, the wind rustled the trees, stirring Ichigo from his serene sleep. While his bleary eyes focused in the pale light, he slowly became aware of the faintest of warm breezes blowing on his chest. Looking down he saw Rukia's delicate figure cuddled sweetly to his chest, her small breaths ghosting over him. A pure smile lit up his face as he hugged her closer, falling back into the happiest of sleeps.