A/N: If you haven't already noticed I re-edited this story a bit. New title, slightly new concept and with new intentions. This is a little too much fluff for me if I do say so myself. I love tons of angst, and you'll be getting some (not a lot of it) maybe in the next chapter mixed with a bit of fluff. Who knows, read on!

Reviews would be lovely. :D

B&B

I'm going to love you, baby, come Rain or Shine.

The sound of hissing thunder against the tiny windows scared Rukia. Actually scared couldn't even begin to describe what Rukia felt. The petite brunette curled into a ball when thunder roared again. Maybe if she rocked herself the fear would dissipate, then again, that attempt never really worked. If she blocked it out of her mind, thought of something else, it would go away. Rukia knew she couldn't how feeble it was; never in her life had she been used to the sound of thunder.

Thunder struck; she whimpered. The only remedy she knew of was to cry it out. Rukia knew she couldn't do that; not with the situation at hand. He would hear her whimpers and cries. The brunette clad in his t-shirt, that fit her too big, didn't want him to hear. It was bad enough that had saved her thousands of times, but to have him hear her cry! The thought was unbearable; she couldn't live with herself if he heard her.

Rukia showed signs of weakness too often and she hated herself for that. Rukia was, after all, a member of the Kuchiki family. They were taught to never show emotion; the emotion was defeat. Though, there she was vulnerable, scared and trembling. She held her tears in; Rukia didn't want to submit.

She didn't want him to hear her! Damn it! Then again weird things tend to happen even when you live in a guy's closet.

The closet door quickly opened. There Ichigo stood half asleep and in nothing but black pajama pants. Rukia looked up slowly in fear of him being mad. He wasn't mad; Ichigo was far from it. He yawned, one hand on his forehead. With his other free hand Ichigo beckoned for her. "Come here." He said in a low, hush tone, she complied. They were two feet apart and Ichigo sighed. In one fluid motion, Rukia was in Ichigo's arms. He carried her towards his bed, lying her down gently on the mattress. Ichigo then laid down too and quickly grabbed a nearby blanket. Ichigo turned to face her, his eyes wide open. "Dork. If you're scared then say something." He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close to him. "I will protect you." With one sleepy sigh, Ichigo fell asleep.

Rukia stared in wonder. She didn't have an explanation for what just happened. She didn't even know if she was making it all up. What she did know was that she was comfortable this way. Rukia liked being in his arms and she liked that her small frame fit his tall one perfectly. Maybe it was okay for him to hear her cry because he was there to protect her.

She nuzzled her head in his chest. Her eyes heavy and slowly, Rukia fell asleep. She forgot about the thunder and rain that was outside