A/N Thanks for reading.

This is a prompt, so it's probably everywhere. Plus, IchiRuki... OwO

Disclaimer – I do not own Bleach.

Warning – Fluffiness.

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It was one of those nights, one where he couldn't stop thinking and couldn't sleep. It was nights like these that he wished he had a button that he could press just so he could get a few hours worth of sleep before he had to get up and get rid of hollows. And go to school.

Ichigo sighed, shifting when Rukia murmured in her sleep and tightened her grip on his middle.

Though this was one upside to his insomnia. She was still needed in the Soul Society, but she always came back when business was done. One time, however, she had been gone for eleven months and he had barged into the Soul Society to make sure nothing had happened to her. She had come sprinting towards the gate when she heard he practically knocked the guards aside and yelled what had happened to Rukia. If was hurt, if she was, god forbid, dead, etc.

She punched him for that, but the relief when he finally laid his eyes upon was immense.

He had almost regretted kissing her when she arrived and right after she punched him... especially since Byakuya arrived right after and saw him plant one on his sister.

Byakuya probably would have gutted him if Rukia hadn't kissed him back.

Sure as hell didn't stop her from hitting him from the mild panic he caused.

Or stop Byakuya from giving him a deadly glare every time they saw each other.

Ichigo smirked and wrapped his arms around Rukia, hearing her sigh and shift to get more comfortable. His dad was happy when he found out about them, almost started crying... actually he did cry, and then ran to the poster of his mom. And he deserved the punch he got from Ichigo when he said pretty soon Ichigo was going to be like him and practically worship the ground Rukia walked on.

They've known each other quite a while, and only started this relationship two months ago, so... yeah. Confessions of love wouldn't be for a while.

Though...

Mmm...

It didn't stop Ichigo from tracing "I love you" on Rukia's back over and over again, tracing in a lazy manner.

It took about fifteen minutes after he hugged Rukia when his eyelids started getting heavy. He grumbled and dropped his hand, tightening his hold and getting comfortable.

He startled when he felt lips peck his cheek, which had him opening his eyes and gazing sleepily at Rukia.

She had a tired grin on her face.

"I love you, too," She dropped her head and wrapped her arm more securely around his middle. "Now go to sleep, we got to wake up early."

Ichigo's face was red.

He stared down at her with wide eyes, reaching up to cover his face when the embarrassment threatened to overtake him. Soon, though, a wide grin crossed his face before he practically squished Rukia to his chest and caused her to let out a muffled protest.

I can barely write anymore... nennnngghghghhh... But I hope you enjoyed this one-shot. OwO