Disclaimer: Bleach does not belong to me.

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There was just something sexy about finding a woman completely naked, except for the white sheets that covered her lower half, in your bed in the early hours of the morning.

Ichigo smirked as he walked into his bedroom, with nothing but a pair of boxers on, and looked at his dormant companion in bed. She was currently lying on her stomach, her face towards him. The white sheets lay crumpled around her body. He looked at her carefully. He loved the way that her hair, dark as the night, contrasted against the sheets. Even though her hair was short, about the length of her chin, he loved the grip it gave him when they were "exercising." Then there were her eyes. They were dark as well, but they had a violet shade to them. And in the light, one could almost mistake them for a dark blue.

He walked closer to the bed, instantly getting a whiff of her scent. Along with her scent he could smell his own and that of their activities of last night. He felt pride in knowing that his scent covered she small frame. His eyes traveled down the length of her back, taking all of her in. He swore that even after all the time they've been together, which was a few months now, whenever he looked at her body it was like the first time he laid eyes on it; taking his breath away.

Like hell he'd let her know that though.

His eyes traveled further down the milky white trail of her back and they would have gone down further if it weren't for the sheets that blocked his view. But it wasn't all bad. He got a view of one of her long leg that wasn't under the coverage of the sheets, and boy did he love her legs. Especially when they wrapped themselves around him as he sheathed himself within her.

"You know, your staring is getting kinda annoying."

A groggy voice pulled him out of the exotic scene that was currently playing in his head. He looked at his companion, a light blush covering his cheeks. She was the only one that could make his blush the way he did. Then again it was only her that could tease him while she slept and cause his blood to rush south. It was no wonder he has never looked at another female the same way he looked at her.

Slowly, she opened her eyes and turned her big violet orbs to him until their eyes made contact, and smiled at him. Beautiful. Even though her hair was a mess, even though she still had sleep written all over her eyes, and even though he could still see traces of drool on her, she was incredibly beautiful to him. There was no doubt in his mind that he would give his life for hers in a heart beat.

She turned over as she pulled the sheets to cover her chest. "Something on your mind." She asked as rubbed the sleep from her eyes.

Ichigo gulped. Such a tease indeed. She may have not realized it, but he couldn't help it that he got turned on by her every movement. Whether is was the way that the sheets ran up her smooth body, or the way that her hands brushed the sleep away, everything about her made him want her.

With the sleep out of her eyes, she finally gave her orange haired companion her full attention. "I thought you would have been worn out after last night." Her gaze fell to his lower region.

Ichigo smirked. "You know it will take a lot more than just last night's activities to get you out of my system."

"Really?" she threw him a smirk of her own.

"Yeah."

"And just how long will that be?"

"Hm" he pretended to think about it. "Who knows? It may be a few days, maybe weeks or perhaps months. Or . . ." He looked at her with serious eyes.

"Or . . ." An eyebrow went up in curiosity.

"It could be never."

They know; they both knew that he wasn't referring just to their sexual relationship. He was referring to how long he would stay with her. He could leave in a few days, weeks or months, after all, he wasn't one to stay to long in one place. But with her it was different. Something in her soul called out something from deep within him, and he was more than willing to answer.

"Well then, I guess we'll find out eventually." She sat up, letting the sheet fall from her body, revealing her humble chest to him.

He walked over to her so that he could hold her face in his palms. "I guess." And brought his lips to hers.

She brought her arms around his neck to pull him closer while his wrapped around her petite frame as they slowly fell back onto the bed.

They were total opposites. He was tall, while she was short as hell. She always thought things through while he ran in without a second thought. His hair was bright, while hers was dark. Yet not matter what, they somehow completed each other. Like yin and yang. One could not exist without the other. They were each others' lights. She was his moon that lit up his darkest nights and he was her sun that brighten up her gloomiest days.

"Rukia?" His voice broke the silence.

She was tucked in under his chin and somewhere on the way to sleep land. "Hm?"

"Will you let me stay a little longer?"

She smiled as she kissed his jaw. "As long as you want"

There was something sexy about the way she said that.

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Food For Thought:

"You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams."

P.S. I wanted to thank MissAleatory for leaving such a wonderful comment on "White Day War." I tried to PM you but you disabled that feature on your profile.