Rukia laid on the ground in Ichigo's room drawing feverishly. She recently made Ichigo buy a book on how to draw manga characters for her. Every drawing that she made ended up being Chappy wearing many different styles of clothing in all kinds of action poses. Ichigo was sitting as his table writing something. Every now and then Rukia would let out a squeal of delight over her drawing, which Ichigo would turn around and stare at her awkwardly.

After she finished up her last drawing, Rukia looked up at Ichigo who had been working on something all this time. She didn't notice this since she was so preoccupied with drawing manga characters. She got up with a few of her drawings ready to show Ichigo. As she walked up behind him, she lightly tapped his shoulder. At first he didn't respond, but when she tapped him again he just shrugged her off. This irritated her.

"Ichigo look at my drawings!" She happily stated, holding them high for him to see. When he continued to ignore her, she grew frustrated. She grabbed a hold of his shoulder and shook him violently. He let out a big sigh as he grabbed a hold of her wrist and stood up. When he stood up, Rukia began to hover above the ground because she was so short and Ichigo was taller than her. She tried to squirm out of his grasp, but could not.

"I'm busy right now." He said as he let go of her wrist and let her fall to the ground. He sat back down and went back to working on what was on his desk. Rukia, holding onto her sore wrist, was determined to get Ichigo to see her drawings. She stood up and dusted her skirt. She grabbed the drawings and almost pounced on him.

Ichigo felt her right behind him and quickly put away what it was he was doing in one of his shelves. As Rukia was about to pounce on him, Ichigo got up and quickly turned around. He caught Rukia in mid-air and held onto her tightly. She blushed lightly as he buried his head in her hair, inhaling the scent of her hair.

"Oh Rukia…" He whispered. He had a smile on his face as he ran his hand up and down her back. She couldn't help but blush madly as she didn't know whether to try and escape his grasp or stay like this. Suddenly her train of thought was broken. Ichigo began to laugh as he released his hold on her. She looked up at him, face still flushed.

"You're so funny." He said with a big smile. Rukia had a bewildered look on her face. She had no idea what was going on and she didn't like it. With her face still flushed, she opened her closet door and jumped in. She closed it shut and did not come out again. Ichigo sat down with a smile on his face and opened the drawer that had what he was working on earlier.

"Well that worked perfectly." He chuckled as he continued to write. When he finished it, he put it away and then hopped into bed. He turned off the light and went to sleep. Rukia laid in the closet staring at the dark ceiling. Her face was still a little flushed from earlier, but it soon went away when she drifted off to sleep.

Ichigo woke up the next morning clutching his head. Rukia opened the closet just a crack and peeked through it. Ichigo laid there yawning as he reached down into his pants and scratched his private parts. Rukia blushed lightly as she watched him. Then he got out of his bed and took his shirt off. He walked to his dresser and grabbed another shirt to put on. Then he walked out of his room and down the stairs.

Rukia waited until she could no longer hear his footsteps before she jumped out of the closet. She looked around the room and began to think. Suddenly curiosity came over her and she began to wonder what it was Ichigo was working on when she wanted to show him her drawings. She walked over to his desk and began to look on the surface.

As soon as she found nothing of interest, she began to go through the drawers. She went through all of the drawers and yet she found nothing but old school work and pictures. She lightly punched the top of the desk when she didn't find anything. Then she looked down at the desk, she knocked at the top and notice that there was a hollow echo to it. She began to feel under the desk and found that it could be lifted up.

Many of the items on the desk fell to the ground in a loud clattering sound. Rukia looked into the pile of things inside the drawer, but found nothing unusual. Then she came across an envelope that had her name on it. She turned it over and began to open it. She pulled out a folder piece of paper and began to read the writing.

"Dear Rukia,

There are so many things I want to say to you. It's been awhile since you first came into my room looking for that hollow that attacked my family. At first, I thought you were just a little stuck up brat. Now, I no longer see that. I see someone that has become a part of my life in a big way. Every time I was with you, there was this voice in my head. It wasn't the hollow in me, but something else. It was then that I realized it was my heart. Rukia… I think I am in love with you. I can't explain it. This is the first time that I have felt something like this. And I only feel like this when I am around you..."

Rukia held the letter in her hand as she read it over again. Her eyes were glued onto the page until she heard a cough. Her head shot up to find Ichigo standing there with a little smirk on his face. She grew nervous as he walked up to her and stood towering above her. For the first time in her life she felt small and weak.

Ichigo suddenly did something unexpected. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly. She was taken back by this and didn't know how to react. She looked up at him. His eyes were closed and his face had a happiness to it that she had not seen before. Just then Ichigo let go, and placed his hands on her shoulders.

"Ichigo… what is this?" She asked still holding the letter in her hand. Ichigo placed his hand under her chin as he took the letter from her hand.

"Ever since we met, I knew you were someone different." He placed the letter on the table as he continued.

"When you were forced to go back to soul society, something in me felt empty. I didn't know what it was until I laid in bed one night and thought about it. Rukia…" He took her hand in his.

"I'm falling in love with you, and I like it." Rukia stared into his eyes as he leaned closer to her. Suddenly she pulled away and turned her head. She had a look of regret on her face as Ichigo wondered what was wrong. Then she faced him once again and looked deeply into his eyes.

"Ichigo… I'm sorry…"