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The Morning After

The sunlight shown through the light, coffee brown curtains, making it seem like Rukia was staring at the sun as she opened her eyes and groaned at the light, hoping it would disappear so she could go back to sleep.

"Nnnnn…Why is it so bright…" Rukia whined as she lifted her head, placing a hand on her pillow 'Which is very warm…' she thought as she followed the gaze to her hand. There he was. Ichigo Kurosaki. His slightly spiky brown hair in a tangled mess, that somehow looked very hot.

She laughed at the memory of why he dyed his hair...

Flashback

Ichigo walked into his room where Rukia was sitting on his bed, her eyes on a Metallica poster. He was holding something in his hands as he walked up closer to Rukia. She had been called over to his house about 45 minutes ago, Ichigo telling her he had a surprise and to just go and sit on his bed.

"So... What do you think? Do you like it?" Rukia's eyes focused on Ichigo, and then his hair. Her eyes got as big as saucers!

"Holy shit, Ichigo! What did you do to your hair?" Rukia sprang up from his bed and jerked his head in different angles, her face bewildered as she looked at his newly dyed hair. It used to be a bright orange, but he got bullied a lot because of it when he was young.

Ichigo looked at her, jerking his head out of her grasp.

"What? I thought it was time for some change! Does it look that bad?" His expression got sad as he glanced into her eyes. She sighed and stared right back at him.

"Of course it doesn't look bad, it was just an instant response... I never thought you would ever dye your hair, though.." She smiled at him and giggled a little bit.

"Actually, I think it looks kind of cute!" Rukia ruffled his hair and then darted out of his room, Ichigo in close tow.

End Flashback

His eyelids move rapidly as he slept.

'He must be dreaming about something good...' Rukia smiled at that thought, and slowly got up, raising her body carefully off of the bed. As she stood up, she grabbed the white sheet on her bed, wrapped herself in it, and headed to the bathroom, careful not to trip over anything on the floor of her room. She made it to the bathroom, used the toilet, and sat herself on the cold, white tile of her bathroom floor, resting her head on her knees.

"I am so stupid…!" Rukia half whispered, half screamed.

She slept with him. Rukia Kuchiki slept with Ichigo Kurosaki.

'I'm doomed... What am I going to say when he wakes up?' She started to mentally panic and then thought of the first thing she needed to do:

Get on some clothes!

Rukia quickly jumped up off of the bathroom floor, eased open the door, and tip-toed to her dresser, trying to make as little noise as possible. She found a pair of black cheer shorts that said 'I got cheer!' on the back and a tank top that was white with a picture of black sunglasses on the front. She walked into the hall, careful when she shut the door to her room where Ichigo was sleeping and changed in the hallway. Rukia got to the kitchen and looked around, noticing that it was only 7:30am.

"What to cook…" She pondered that thought as she looked in the cabinets and fridge, trying to find something to cook. 'Ha!' Rukia thought in her mind as she decided what she was going to cook:

Eggs, bacon, waffles, pancakes, toast, and sausage! Yum!

Rukia bent down and stuck her head under the cabinet as her eyes scanned for a pan to cook the eggs in.

"Good morning…" Ichigo's voice trailed off as he saw Rukia try and straighten up, only for the low cabinet to block her head, causing her to slam her head on the top inside of the cabinet.

"Shit! Owwww…" Rukia trailed off as she stood straight, rubbing the back of her head in the process. She turned around to follow where the sound was and there was Ichigo, leaning up against one of the walls in the kitchen.

"Good morning..." Rukia grumped in an upset tone as she bent down to grab the pan that now lay on the floor.

Ichigo walked closer, picked the pan up for Rukia, put it on the counter, and turned Rukia so that her back was to him. She could feel his breath as he got closer to her head, then finally kissing where she bumped it.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean for you to bump your head." He spoke huskily as he massaged Rukia' shoulders softly as she rolled her head back in pleasure.

"Mmmm… That feels so good." She spoke as she quickly got snapped out of her trance when she felt him kiss her shoulders lightly, placing butterfly kisses on them. Rukia turned around and kissed Ichigo softly on the lips before wiggling out of his grasp to finish cooking.

"If you want, you can get a shower and everything, and I will cook breakfast?" Ichigo suggested as he took the pan that Rukia had just grabbed off of the counter. Rukia pondered this thought for a moment before agreeing.

"Okay, just don't burn down the house…" She trailed off as she got further down the hall, and Ichigo stared at where she was walking until he heard the bathroom door shut, signaling that Rukia was fixing to be in the shower.

'Oh yeah, this is going to be a great day…' Ichigo put his thoughts on the breakfast as he started cooking, waiting for Rukia to get out of the shower.

After Rukia had gotten out of the shower 30 minutes later, she had helped Ichigo with the rest of breakfast; they ate together, and then started cleaning the bedroom an hour later.

"Hey, have you seen the dress I was wearing last night? I can't find it anywhere…" Rukia trailed off as she crouched down and looked under the bed, not being very successful. Ichigo smirked and chuckled before speaking.

"I think I saw it in the hall, actually…" He was still smirking as Rukia turned bright red, completely embarrassed. 'How did it get in the hallway…?' She wondered, even though she had her own guess, which was probably right. 'It probably got taken off in the hallway…' Rukia thought as she picked her dress up off of the floor and walked back into the room, tossing it in the hamper, and then started making the bed. Ichigo stopped what he was doing and sat on the bed, right after Rukia made it.

"Hey Rukia, what is going on between us? I mean, are we friends, are we dating…" Ichigo trailed off and looked at Rukia, who followed Ichigo's lead and sat on the bed. She looked down nervously and finally raised her head.

"Well, I have liked you for a very long time, and I want to date you, but if you just want to be friends… I guess that's fine…" Rukia too trailed off and stared at the floor. Ichigo's hand crossed her vision as he placed it on her chin and turned her head, making her look at him. Slowly, but surely, Ichigo's lips made their way to Rukia'. As he kissed Rukia, her stomach did flips and butterflies were swarming in her stomach. Reluctantly, Ichigo pulled away and stared Rukia dead in the eyes, his face still only a couple inches from hers.

"…Does that answer your question?" he spoke softly, as he continued to stare into her eyes. Rukia slowly shook her head, and leaned in for another kiss, wanting so bad to kiss him. Ichigo held her by the waist as Rukia straddled him, his back against the baseboard. Rukia and Ichigo had a very heated make-out session for about 20 minutes before finally breaking away, as they rested their foreheads against one another.

Ichigo spoke softly, not wanting to be too loud.

"There is an amusement park that is opening late this afternoon, want to go?"

"Yes!" Rukia screeched excitedly; So much for not being loud. She gave Ichigo a quick peck on the lips before getting off of him, holding out her hand.

"Come on! We need to go back to your house so that you can get a new change of clothes!" Rukia spoke quickly and excitedly. Ichigo chuckled and got off of the bed and grabbing their key's and phone, they headed to Ichigo's house to get some clothes.

The walk to Ichigo's house took them about 45 minutes to walk, since he lived about 10 blocks away. As they approached his house, Ichigo got out his key and unlocked the door, leading Rukia inside, their fingers laced with one another.

"Make yourself comfortable, I'm going to grab a quick shower." Ichigo spoke as he headed to his bathroom that connected with his room. Rukia sank onto his bed and looked around, her hands by her side, feet lightly swinging. His walls were a cream color and his Carpets were a mixture of white and cream, but not the same color as his walls.

'His bed is soft…' Rukia thought as she rubbed her hands over the comforter, smoothing it out. She scooted herself back until she found a pillow and lay her head there, staring at the ceiling. Her hands were placed lightly on her stomach as she padded the ball of her feet lightly against the mattress. Soon, the padding slowed and her eyelids closed as her breathing got steady, the exhaustion finally hitting Rukia head on as her head fell to her left side, her face facing the door.

About 10 minutes later, Ichigo walked out of the bathroom with his white towel around his waist, little water droplets falling from his sculpted abs to the floor as he walked over to Rukia, looking down at her.

'She is probably very tired…' he thought as he pulled a loose blanket out of his closet and draped it over her, Rukia instantly changing her position and snuggling up to the blanket. Ichigo smiled before walking over to his closet to pick something out to wear. He let his towel drop as he changed, and draped the towel on the side of his laundry basket in the corner of his room once he was done. He walked over to Rukia and stared at her, tracing his fingers lightly on the side of her face, along her jaw line. Rukia's face twitched and her nose crinkled before blinking rapidly, quickly sitting up.

"Waa..." Rukia looked at Ichigo, slowly blinking now.

"I'm sorry; I didn't mean to fall asleep..." She looked into his eyes warmly, looking completely innocent. Ichigo laughed quietly before kissing her forehead and looking at her again.

"It's okay; I didn't mean to wake you up… I'm just admiring the beautiful sight." He spoke as Rukia smiled widely and slid off of the bed, Ichigo helping her up. She put her hands on his chest, being careful not to wrinkle his casual blue button-down shirt, matching his blue jeans.

"Someone looks very handsome today." Rukia smiled and got on her tip-toes and kissed Ichigo softly on the lips, slowly pulling away and grinning. He returned the grin and placed his hands on her hips, his thumbs rubbing in tiny circulating motions, her tank top riding up above his hands. He leaned his head down and kissed Rukia sweetly on the lips before pulling away, still grinning.

"And someone looks very sexy today…" Ichigo spoke and kissed her again, a smile on his face the whole time. He deepened the kiss, loving the way she kissed, letting him be in control.

"Hmm… what time is it?" Rukia wondered as she pulled away from the kiss, instantly missing the warmth she got from kissing him. She inwardly pouted as she waited for Ichigo to respond.

"Umm…" He pulled his phone out of his back pocket and glanced down at it before putting it in his back pocket again.

"It is 10:45, why?" Ichigo asked quizzically as he looked back at Rukia' deep blue eyes.

"I don't know, I was just checking." She said as she leaned the side of her head on his chest and breathed in deeply, his scent of spice and cinnamon intoxicating her.

"Has anyone ever told you that you have the most soothing scent ever?" Rukia said quietly as she took another deep breath and smiled softly. Ichigo laughed softly before moving his hands to her back, slipping them under the bottom of her shirt.

"No. No, I haven't." He spoke, a smile on his face as he looked down at Rukia, speaking softly.

"Are you tired? We can lie down if you want?" Ichigo suggested as Rukia nodded her head, yawning quietly.

"Mhm…" She breathed as her eyes fluttered closed, her hands curling into tiny fists against his chest. Rukia' eyes shot open, though, as Ichigo's right hand slid under her legs and his left one held onto her back. He chuckled as he walked over to his bed and plopped Rukia on the bed, then following suit. About 2 minutes later, they were both comfortable; Ichigo lay on his back, his head leaned against Rukia' as she curled up to his side, her head rested on the left half of his chest, her hand in a tiny fist on top of his chest, right near her face as she closed her eyes to take a nap.