Author's Note: A series of 100-word drabbles centered on Ichigo and Rukia, with a dash of one-sided RenRuki. I will update periodically whenever inspiration strikes; meanwhile, please leave a review! They encourage me to write more. Thanks!
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NO EXCUSE
Rukia no longer had an excuse to sleep in the same room as Ichigo now that he was staying over at the accommodating Kuchiki mansion. But she had gotten used to being lulled by his light snoring, to surreptitiously watching his serenely sleeping face. And so now she could not sleep.
No matter how hard she tried to resist it, Rukia felt compelled to stop in front of his door for a few precious seconds every time she was on her way to her own room, quietly listening to his slow breathing and silently lamenting the wall that divided them.
