A/N: Muahaha. I've updated at laaaast! And OhMyGodThankYouSoMuch for the reviews!!! That's the only reason why I updated this early. I was gonna post the chapter in 2 weeks or so. Thinks of it as a reward for the countless reviews! Oh. I'm sorry for the short chapter and long A/N though. Enjoy!! _
Disclaimer: Must I do this all the time?! I do NOT own Bleach. *SOB*
Rukia sleepily awoke to find herself pressed against something hard yet soft at the same time. She found it decidedly comfortable and snuggled into it somemore. She inhaled the 'thing's' scent and allowed herself to drift back into dreamland.
It smells so... unique…spicy yet a little sweet…just like…ICHIGO?!
Rukia bolted up and gave an ungodly shriek.
"Oi midget, it's too early for that kind of noise," Ichigo turned over and lazily chucked a pillow at the frozen Rukia.
As the soft pillow bounced off her head Rukia came back to her senses.
"YOU PERVERT!" she screamed. "What was your arm doing around me?!"
Ichigo, still half asleep, just grinned at Rukia's furious face.
"Aww come on midget, don't tell me you didn't enjoy that?"
Rukia grabbed the extremely heavy Math textbook that was lying on Ichigo's desk and threw it at the carrot-top's head.
"NO I DID NOT!"
"OW! What the hell?"
Now fully awake, Ichigo could see the furious blush that was present on Rukia's face despite her apparent anger.
"You sure midget? You're blushing…"
In the back of his mind, Ichigo wondered where all this sudden courage was coming from. Something told him his hollow had something to do with it.
"Shut up strawberry!" she snapped. "And by the way, you STINK in the morning!"
With that, she stormed out of the room.
Don't take her words to heart King, I can tell she enjoyed it.
You think so?
Yeah, I can tell. And I must say, good job with those lines! Couldn't have said it better myself…
That's because you did say it, didn't you.
Eh, whatever, same difference.
Anyway, er...th-thanks, I guess…
GASP! The great Ichigo is showing gratitude? I'm honoured, king.
Okay, now you're pushing it. Shove off, you asshole.
Rukia stabbed her fork with much unneeded viciousness into the plate of scrambled eggs Yuzu had set before her. She was, of course, desperately trying to convince herself otherwise of Ichigo's statement.
Just then, said strawberry walked in. Rukia watched as he stretched to get a box of cereal on the shelf, his t-shirt riding up to reveal a smooth, toned back. She felt her face heating up and darted away from the table hurriedly, leaving her breakfast. Once in the safety of Ichigo's room, she allowed herself to groan in defeat.
Why am I feeling like this?
Ichigo walked into his room later to find the midget sketching god-knew-what at his desk.
He flopped down on his bed and picked up a new book he'd gotten the day before.
"What do you think of this?" Rukia eagerly stuffed her sketchpad in Ichigo's nose.
"Er…"
All Ichigo could make out was pretty much a crudely drawn dress paired with something that looked like…a mole?
"It's a sunhat you ASS!" she smacked him on the head with her sketchbook.
Ichigo realised he had spoken aloud.
"You know what Rukia, I think I should draw the clothes instead…or maybe not, you can do it if you want to, heheh."
Rukia, pleased with herself, settled down and began to cut out the drawings from her sketchbook that were to be pasted on Hisaki.
An hour later…
"There!" Rukia smiled brightly as she held up Hisaki who was adorned with the so-called dress and sunhat.
Ichigo plastered a grin on his face.
"That's great Rukia! I'm sure we'll get an A from Ochi-sensei!"
Rukia's expression did a 360 degree turn.
"Are you being sarcastic with me?!"
Ichigo, in a stroke of genius, chose to keep his mouth shut instead of rebutting her as he usually would have.
Wow King, you actually used your brains for once! Not bad, not bad.
Shut up.
Meanwhile, Renji was grinning like a monkey as he hovered outside the Kurosaki's house, absolutely delighted to see them arguing.
He had been keeping vigil there since…
He shuddered as he recalled the events of a few days back.
Flashback
Ichigo quickly strode towards Rukia and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. He couldn't hide the smirk when he saw how Renji twitched at the gesture. "C'mon Rukia. Let's go home and put Hisaki back to sleep. You wouldn't want our son to lose his sleep, would you?" He was rewarded with a pissed-off look on Renji, his face getting redder with anger by the minute.
How DARE that bastard even suggest the idea of him having a son with Rukia?! Ru-Rukia's MINE! I won't let that pea-brained human strawberry steal her from me!
End Flashback
Of course, Renji conveniently forgot the fact that Rukia had never even been his to begin with.
Ichigo watched Rukia struggling to sew up one of Hisaki's corners that had torn with an amused expression. Plus, the midget looked kind of cute with her tongue sticking out like that and a little bit of flour on the tip of her nose.
Tsk, having pervertic thoughts again?
No.
Right…and Keigo's going to be the President someday.
Why can't you just leave me alone damnit?!
Ichigo looked at Rukia who was about to rip the tear open further and sighed. He walked over and knelt down behind her, placing his hand on her smaller one.
"Oi, midget. This is how you do it," he said softly and tenderly.
Rukia's heart skipped a beat as she felt the warmth of his hand and his breath fanning her neck.
Just outside the house, Renji was trying to keep from having a heart attack as he watched the scene playing out right before his very eyes.
"They're too close…way too close…"
Rukia was in a blissful trance as Ichigo attempted to teach her how to sew, noticing how well her hand seemed to fit into his. Her blissful trance was broken, however, when Renji jumped through the window screaming like a crazed baboon.
"What the hell Renji!"
"Why are you touching her?" he demanded to know.
Ichigo scoffed.
"What are you Renji, her boyfriend?" Ichigo smirked as the pineapple's face started to match his hair colour.
This just keeps getting better!
A/N:
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