"Oi, Rukia! Time to get up!" Renji shouted.
Quickly, he finished putting his mess of hair into a pony tail. Rukia often teased him when it was down, and for some stupid reason it always made his heart feel jumpy. Sometimes it'd even make him blush, which he could do nothing about hiding because his damn red hair highlighted even the smallest flush of his cheeks. A casualty of matching, or whatever.
"Get a move on already." Renji added, giving Rukia's arm a shake as he knelt.
Her skin radiated the warmth kept safely under the blanket, tattered though it was, but somehow, the feeling at his fingertips couldn't only be explained by Rukia's body heat. Sparks shot up his arm at the touch, his cheeks burning crimson despite himself.
"Renji?" Rukia mumbled, blinking her eyes open blearily. "What's with you?" She asked, watching him.
The red head was turned in the opposite direction, shaking his hand violently as though it had betrayed the rest of his body. Renji jerked back towards her when she spoke. "Huh? Just forget it!!"