Okay well this fic is pretty short, it's just kind of a happy-go-lucky sort of thing.

Oh, and I don't own Bleach or the song Goodnight And Go by Imogen Heap.

.:Skipping Beats, Blushing Cheeks:.

It seems I'm really out of it lately. I don't even know why. My grades in school are slipping, I can't seem to pay attention to anything,I think I may actually be...daydreaming.

She shuddered as she wrote that last word.

There's only one particular thing I want to draw lately.

She turned her head and let out a small giggle as she looked at the doodle of Ichigo in a Chappy Rabbit costume.

God, I hate that boy.

Rukia shook her head slowly as she rubbed her temple.

Then just why do I care so much about him?

In that split second, it dawned on her.

She loved him.

Her thoughts of anger toward him fogged it all, she really never seemed to notice. She didn't even notice that every time he was injured by a hollow, her heart beat would speed up to a dangerously high level. She didn't even notice that every time a hollow appeared, she would instantly worry about him getting injured in the first place. She didn't even notice that she just happened to blush every time he would look her way. And she didn't even notice that he loved her back.

I think...just maybe...that I love him.

She set her pencil down and closed her journal, placing it gently under her pillow as she heard Ishiin calling for them to come eat dinner. She accidently had left the sliding closet door open.

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Skipping beats, blushing cheeks

I am struggling

Daydreaming, bed scenes in the corner cafe

And then I'm left in bits recovering tectonic tremblings

You get me every time

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Ichigo jogged into his room, calling to his father that he would be downstairs in a few minutes. He quickly tossed his school books and backpack onto his bed and changed out of his school uniform. Just as he was taking a drink from his water bottle, he said to himself out loud, "That's odd. Rukia must have forgotten to shut the door."

He walked over to do what she hadn't, when the corner of what looked like a book caught his eye. It was sticking out underneath Rukia's pillow.

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Why d'ya have to be so cute?

It's impossible to ignore you

Must you make me laugh so much

It's bad enough we get along so well

Say goodnight and go

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He took a quick look out of his bedroom door to make sure no one was coming before he pulled the brown journal from underneath her pillow. Skipping through the unintresting looking pages, he was about to put it back when he saw the word "he" in a certain paragraph several times.

"Ichigo! Get downstairs! Time for dinner!" Ishiin shouted with one of his hands cupped vertically beside his mouth to enhance the volume of his voice.

"Comin'!" He said as he scanned through the page.

And he just about lost his balance when he read what she had last wrote.

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One of these days, you'll miss your train and come stay with me

We'll have drinks and talk about things, any excuse to stay awake with you

You'll sleep here, I'll sleep there, but then the heating may be down again

at my convenience

We'd be good, we'd be great together

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Ichigo marched down the wooden stairs with confidence in his strides while he had a rather large grin on his face. He snapped his wrist into a wave at his family as he sat down at the dining room table next to Rukia, and leaned over.

"I think just maybe I love you, too." He whispered, his lips just barely touching her ear.

And just then, her fork slipped from her fingers and hit the floor.

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So yeah. I don't know about this one, I didn't really like it but I thought hey it wouldn't hurt to post. Oh well.

Review, flame, do what you please.

Toodles.