I don't own the characters of Bleach, I just write about them.
MINE VS YOURS
"Do you know what this is?!" Rukia said, holding up one of Ichigo's shirts.
"Yeah...it's mine." He said, casually slinging his backpack to the floor, sighing at what he must have done wrong now.
"Than why was it in my space?"
"What do you mean your space?"
"My space! This is your space." She said, gesturing at the room. "That" she stated, pointing to the closet, "is my space!"
Ichigo was now cock-ily laughing The one time he cleaned his room and he was still getting in trouble for misplacing his things.
"Are you laughing at me?!" Her voice rose, threatening to yell as her temper paired with it.
"N-no, no!" But he was still chuckling at the irony, and now found himself unable to stop.
Rukia growled in fury, throwing down the shirt in her anger.
"I have nothing of my own except for my bed and that's in your closet!"
Ichigo abruptly stopped laughing.
"Yeah, in my closet." He could feel his sarcastic, egoistic laugh coming back again and gave into it.
"Why you selfish bastard! I help you and this is what you do?! Give me your closet to sleep in and you put your stuff in it anyway?!" She was now pounding her fists into his chest, still annoyed that he was still laughing.
Ichigo now grabbed her wrists until she stopped trying to squirm them away and look up angrily at him as he let out the last of his chuckles.
"Look, I'm sorry, okay?"
Looking into her dark violet eyes, he realized that she was just as cute shocked at his apology as she was mad at him.
"Now, there are better things you can do with your mouth other than yelling."
He placed his lips on hers. She gave into him a good full minute...until he released her.
"This does not mean this is over!" Rukia said with only half the anger she had before.
"Let's just put the fight no hold." Ichigo said, pulling her into another kiss.
Yeah, the end. Read, review, and correct my spelling...here after known as R&R&S. Hahaha!