Main POV

I awoke in the early hours of the morning, it was still dark outside and the sun had barely risen. I looked over at the sleeping man beside me and smiled softly. I wriggled out from his arms and headed into the kitchen to grab a glass of water. After a night like that, I'd need it. I drank the full thing before refilling and bringing the glass back to the bedroom with me. I left it on the nightstand and cuddled into the warm body I'd left behind. He shifted slightly, I looked up to seem him half conscious, slightly awake and smiling softly at me. He wrapped his arms back around me and kissed me on the forehead before falling asleep again and I was quick to follow. What a night.

"Uo," I felt someone shaking me. I opened my eyes and it was suddenly daylight, the sun was high in the sky and Ichigo was propped up on his elbow beside me.

"Hmm?" I replied groggily. "You need something baby?"

"Man, sleepy you is adorable," he grinned cheekily. "And finally a normal pet name."

"Did you wake me up just to tell me I'm cute?" I rubbed my face. "I love you," I told him. "But not that much." I dropped back down onto the pillow and reached out for him, cuddling into his chest.

"No?" He replied mischievously. "Are you sure I can't change your mind?"

I felt the bed shift as he leaned down to kiss me. I felt his nose brush against mine as he kissed me softly, passionately and continuously. He was trying to coax me awake. That bastard. He slid a hand into my hair and ran his tongue over the roof of my mouth and I moaned. It was working. I opened my eyes softly and readjusted out positions to kiss him better. I was much more awake now, and if he was going to play this game, I was going to win.

I moved him over and climbed on top of him, a thigh either side of his waist, chest to chest. I kissed him passionately, tongues melding together as they danced in each others mouths. I rolled my hips forward, tilting my head as I kissed him, pushing him back with my arms and pinning him to the headboard. His hands sat on my hips, thumbs rubbing soft circles as he pulled at my lips with his own. I continually rocked my hips forward as I sat on him, moving my mouth away from his and trailing kisses across his jaw. I reached over to the night stand and Ichigo's gaze broke a way from me for a moment to follow my hand.

"You're in a very good mood this morning," he chuckled.

Fuck him, I'll show him what kind of mood I'm in. I went a little further and grabbed the glass off the wooden surface instead. It made a slight clink as I grabbed it and Ichigo's head shot round to the glass in question and spotted what I was doing in horror. I brought it closer to us and I could feel him getting nervous beneath me.

"No," he warned and I grinned. "YOU LITTLE SHIT!" He screamed as I up ended it over the both of us.

I laughed hysterically as the ice cold water splashed over our naked skin and chilled us to the core. I felt the contrast in the heat from Ichigo's skin on mine and the water I'd gotten in the early hours of this morning. My hair that had just dried was wet in places again and the water rolled down our bodies and onto the bed beneath us, but it was worth it.

"I'm gonna kill you," he growled as he flipped us and tackled me onto the drier part of the mattress.

I laughed some more as he pinned me beneath him and started tickling me all over. He littered my body with light kisses and nips, adding to the tickling he was doing and I writhed underneath him. I giggled hysterically as he pecked me all over. It died down eventually and we were left staring at each other as the morning sun streamed in the window. His big brown eyes gazed down at me with a soft expression, holding me in a glance for what seemed like hours but in reality was probably only a couple of minutes. I could feel my chest moving up and down underneath him as I was captivated in his stare. Slowly, he closed the gap between us, leaned down and connected our lips, kissing me gently.

"I love you," I whispered as he pulled away from our kiss.

"I know," he nodded, pushing some hair off my face and tucking it behind my ear. "I love you too."

There was a banging on the front door and Ichigo groaned from above me. I let my head roll back, breaking eye contact with him as I listened to see if whoever was knocking would go away. There was more banging and I sighed, pushing Ichigo off of me and searching for some clothes. No rest for the wicked I guess.

I pulled on some jeans and grabbed one of Ichigo's long sleeved shirts, smirking at the distaste on his face. I walked out into the living room as I saw him pulling on some boxers and headed for the front door. The knocking turned to hammering and I sighed.

"I'm coming, I'm coming," I called out and reached the door. I felt an odd feeling as I reached for the handle, something didn't feel right. My stomach dropped and I didn't know why. I looked through the peephole instead and saw some guy I didn't know dressed in weird robes.

"Ichigo," I called out and the was the sound of stumbling as he rushed through the bedroom door.

"What?" He asked, just in his jeans and missing a shirt. "Is everything alright?"

"I don't know who's on the other side of this door but it doesn't feel good," I answered as he walked over to me. The door banged again and I jumped back a step.

"Let me answer it," he said and stepped in front of me. He pulled the door open and shielded me from view with it as he leaned out. "Hah?" He said and stepped out onto the porch. "Uo," he looked back inside. "There's no one here."

"There was until I called for you," I assured him, stepping out from behind the door to peak out the door. "He was weird looking and had strange robes. I don't know why he was here."

"Weird," he shrugged and closed the door. "Hungry?" He asked going to the kitchen like nothing had happened.

He started pulling stuff out of the cupboards and fridge to start making breakfast but I'd seen enough of Bleach to know this was something more than just weird. This could be the first sign something was going to happen and I was on edge. I had no idea how he could be so calm, but I supposed if you were as strong as Ichigo was now, nothing much would bother you. Damn him and his big dick energy.

I jumped when I heard a more normal knock at the door. Ichigo glanced over and I heard a familiar yelling this time. I sighed in relief as I leaned back against the counter and the front door opened. Ikkaku and Yumichiki barged through uninvited and closed the door behind them.

"Why are you guys here?" Ichigo asked as he continued working away in the kitchen.

"That's no way to greet your friends, you still don't have any manners do you, Ichi?" Ikkaku said as he came and sat at the island counter.

"Morning Uo," Yumichikia greeted and sat down beside Ikkaku.

"Say, did you sense that stage spiritual pressure just before?" Ikkaku asked and I paled.

"No," Ichigo shook his head, which didn't at all surprise me.

"That doesn't surprise me," I decided to say aloud. "Spiritual pressure could smack you in the face and you wouldn't sense it."

"Hey!" He yelled.

"Am I wrong?" I raised a brow.

"I don't see you sensing spiritual pressure either," he pointed at me. That was also true, but that was mostly because I didn't know how to do it.

"Anyway," I turned to Ikkaku. "How long ago did you feel it?"

"About 5 minutes ago," he told me and I was pretty sure the weird guy and the spiritual pressure were related. "Why, did you feel it?"

"No," I shook my head. "I can't do any of that stuff."

"I keep forgetting you're just an ordinary human," he replied. "With your spiritual pressure you could really do something. You're almost at the level of a 3rd seat."

"So Urahara keeps telling me," I replied. "Anyway, there was this weird thing that happened just now, but it's possible that they're not related..."

"Oh?" Yumichika leaned forward. "But then, you wouldn't be mentioning it if you thought that there wasn't the possibility they could be the same thing."

"We got a knock at the door earlier," I told them. "Started out just normal, but got really irate. Like someone really wanted to get in. I got to the door but then I felt like, really weird. Like I shouldn't be opening the door on pain of death. So I called Ichigo and by the time he got to the door whoever it was, was gone."

"Didn't you say you saw him?" Ichigo said as he put a bowl of miso in front of me.

"I looked through the peep hole," I nodded. "Weird looking guy, old and wearing strange robes."

"That's not really much to go on," Ikkaku said thoughtfully.

"No, but did the pressure suddenly disappear?" I asked.

"Yeah," he nodded.

"Because this guy just disappeared, he didn't leave, if he did we would have seen him leaving," I told them. "The spiritual pressure would have faded, moved not just disappeared."

"I see what you're saying," Ikkaku nodded. "Still don't have much to go on, we're just going to have to wait for him to show back up."

Just as he said that there was a knock at the door and I jumped.

"It's not gonna be him," Ichigo shook his head beside me and went to the door. Although I was still apprehensive. "Oh it's you, what are you doing here hat'n'clogs?"

"I came to check on Uo," he replied inviting himself inside. "I got an alert for a weird spiritual pressure and I came right over."

"You felt it too?" I asked.

"Are you saying you can sense spiritual pressure now?" He asked and I laughed.

"No, Ikkaku lives next door," I replied. "He felt it."

"I see," he nodded. "Did you see anything weird?"

"An old guy with weird clothes was banging on my door for ages but when Ichigo answered it he just vanished," I told him.

"He just vanished?" Urahara asked. "Did you see him vanish?"

"Well no, but we didn't see him leave either," I replied. "And even if he turned around or went to go someplace else, when we did open the door we would have seen him."

"Are you going to be staying here with your girlfriend over break?" Urahara asked Ichigo.

"Of course I am, what kind of.."

"He's asking so there's someone around if that guy comes back, your fragile masculinity is fine," I rolled my eyes. I saw Yumichika smirk from across the counter at me.

"If not, Uo-chan, you're welcome to bunk with me," he waved his fan at me.

"You mean stay at your house, right?" I threatened.

"Yeah or.." he started and Ichigo growled at him. "Of course," he changed his mind. "Any other arrangement simply wouldn't work."

"Smooth," I laughed. "A+ recovery Kiskue."