Finally! I've come out of my slump (at least I think I have, I might end up in that black hole again) and I've written something.

Hopefully this will motivate me to write more...I need to get my other stuff done.

I don't know where I got the idea for this drabble, it just came to me.

So enjoy. XD

Morning

Shifting slightly, the auburn beauty began to stir from her slumber. A soft moan escaped her as she rubbed her face into her fluffy pillow. Opening her eyes slowly, a sweet smile appeared on her face when her eyes rested upon the figure laying next to her. Her hand came from under the satin covers and lightly brushed his masculine face, trying not to wake him from his slumber. She stifled a giggle as she stared at him. He looked so calm and peaceful, laying on his stomach, half of his face buried in the pillow with his mouth slight open. To her it was like she was watching an innocent child sleeping.

She loved this man more than anyone could imagine. Words really couldn't describe the love she felt for him. She often wondered who loved the other more. Every chance he could he showed her the love he has for her and she would do the same.

"I love you," she whispered softly to him. She turned around and pulled the covers off of her ever so lightly and quietly so that she wouldn't wake him. She placed her toes on the floor as sat on the edge of the bed.

Before she was able to push herself off of the bed a strong arm wrapped around her waist. "Where do you think you're going?" The deep and husky voice asked into her ear.

She turned her head to the side where he was resting his cheek on her shoulder. "I was going to start getting ready for the day."

"Come back to bed, Hime. It's Saturday, we don't have to be up until later," he lightly kissed her shoulder and neck, stopping to nibble on her ear. "Much later."

She gasped as he pulled her back into their bed. Laying on her back, she stared up at his amber eyes. Propping himself up on his right arm, his left arm swung around her abdomen and his leg tangled with hers pinning her so that she couldn't leave. She ran her fingers through his orange hair, pushing back the strands that fell on his face.

He lowered his head and rested it on her chest, lightly nuzzling his face in the valley that Kon would die to get to. Orihime giggled at how childish he was acting. She was the only one that was able to see him act like this; nobody's really ever seen this side of him. Nobody ever will.

"So you love me, huh?" He looked up to meet her ashen eyes, a boyish grin appearing on his face. "How much do you love me?"

"You were awake?" A light shade of pink appeared on her cheeks. "How long were you awake for?"

"Long enough," he nudged her light, "well how much do you love me?"

"Hmm," she placed her index finger on her bottom lip that she stuck out. "I don't know, I think it might be more than yesterday."

"And how much was that?"

She smiled back at him. "A lot."

He cocked his eyebrow. "You have to be more specific than that, Hime."

"I don't think words can describe how much I love you Ichigo."

Ichigo pushed himself up to capture her plump lips. "I love you too Orihime."

Orihime wrapped her arms around his neck and brought his lips back to hers, running her finger through his orange hair. She felt his tongue run across her bottom lip, begging to deepen the kiss. Giving into his plea, she parted her lips, letting his tongue explore her mouth. The fingers of his left hand traced down her side causing the healer to giggle against his lips. She pulled away when Ichigo's fingers ran across her ticklish spot on her waist.

"I thought you wanted to go back to sleep, Ichigo."

Ichigo nodded. "I have something else in mind," he captured her lips before trailing them down her neck.

"Why am I not surprised?"

"Because you know me too well," he said against her skin. His hand ran down her leg until it reached the end of her nightgown that stopped mid-thigh. His hand was about to run under her nightgown when he held a cry coming from down the hall.

Before Ichigo knew it, the bedroom door flew open and his naughty intensions were spoiled. He fell back on the bed and sighed.

"Okaa-chan, Ai woke me up," whined the little girl at the door, pouting as she rubbed her eye.

"But I had a bad dream," Ai said as she appeared behind her twin, tears forming in her eyes. "Can I sleep with Otou-chan and Okaa-chan?"

"If Ai gets to sleep here, then I want to sleep here too."

"Alright Miki, you both can sleep here," Orihime said to them.

The identical twins both jumped for joy before running to their parent's bed, both of them jumping on Ichigo. The girls looked identical. They both shared their father's bright orange hair that stopped at their shoulder, bangs covering their big ashen eyes they got from their mother. The only thing that set them apart was their personality. Ai could be like a delicate flower at times while Miki could be tough like a rock. Besides that slight difference in personality they both acted the same as well.

"I wanna sleep next to Otou-chan," Ai wrapped her arms around Ichigo's neck before kissing his cheek.

"No, I wanna sleep next to Otou-chan," Miki protested as she clenched on his arm.

"But Miki, I'm the one who had the bad dream. I should sleep next to him," Ai pouted at her sister.

"Well you didn't have to wake me up too Ai," she stuck out her tongue at her twin.

"I hope you two didn't wake up Kazuki." Orihime told the twins, trying to get their minds off of the subject before they actually started fighting over their father.

"Seems like it's too late," Ichigo nodded to the direction of the door.

Their son stood in the doorway looking very tired, his amber eyes barely opened. In one of his hands he held a golden lion plushie by its hand. He waddled his way to Orihime's side of the bed. Lifting his arms in the air, he looked up at his mother so that she could pick him up. "Ka."

Scooping up her son, she sat him on her lap. "Aww, Kazuki did your sisters wake you up?" He merely nodded at his mother's question while he rubbed his eye.

"Oops, sorry," Miki apologized to her mother and little brother. "We didn't mean to wake up Zuki," Ai said finishing up Miki's sentence.

Orihime planted a kiss on Kazuki's messy auburn hair. She then realized that her son managed to get out of his bed on his own. She looked down to him she asked, "How did you get out of your crib?"

Ichigo's amber eyes narrowed at the lion plushie in his son's hand. "Kon, what did you do?"

The plushie sprung to life, "What makes you think I did something?" With his free hand, the plushie pointed at Kazuki, weeping. "Your son threw me out of the crib. He climbed out all by himself. First I get thrown to the floor and now I get accused of something I couldn't possible to."

"It's not nice to point at people Kon-chan," Ai said to the plushie causing him to lower his hand.

"It seems like we might have a troublemaker on our hands Hime," Ichigo ruffled Kazuki's hair producing a laugh from him.

"Just like you?" Orihime mused.

Cocking his eyebrow, he looked at his wife. "Since when have I been a troublemaker?" Orihime playfully shrugged her shoulders before tickling her son. "Hey Orihime," he captured her lips quickly when she turned to face him.

"Eww," Miki stuck out her tongue and closed her eyes in disgust making both Ai and Kazuki laugh.

"I thought you two came in here so you can sleep in our bed?" Ichigo asked his daughters.

"I'm not sleepy anymore," Ai told him. "Me neither," chimed in Miki.

Ichigo sighed. "So what now?"

"Why don't we stay in bed for a little while?" Orihime asked her family.

Ichigo leaned in and kissed his wife, "Sounds like a plan."