An intimate little scene between Ichigo and Rukia. Inspired by the song My Skin by Natalie Merchant. Please review! :)
Untouchable
There was a loud gasp across the room, followed by shaky breathing. Rukia opened her eyes and sat up, bringing her knees to her chest.
Another nightmare…
"Ichigo?" She asked through the closet door, her voice barely above a whisper. It was a system they had come up with early on, when they first started sharing a room. It hadn't taken long to realize they were both haunted.
"I'm-I'm here, Rukia," responded a strained voice.
"You're safe, Ichigo."
"I know." The voice was sturdy now, fully awake, the terror over. That was the purpose of their frequently rehearsed conversation.
"Can you sleep?" She placed her hand lightly against the wooden door that separated them.
"Yeah, I'm fine now." There was a loud yawn, exaggerated for her benefit. "Sweet dreams, Rukia."
A small smile crossed her face as she let her head rest against the closet door. She knew the dreams would never be any sweeter.
"Good night, Ichigo," The small girl whispered back as she pulled the sheets up around her chin, allowing herself, just for a moment, to wish it was the orange haired boy's embrace instead.
Rukia sighed, praying they wouldn't have to repeat their mantra again tonight, and turned to face the other direction.