This is just a short one-shot (Probably about 700 words!). I got the idea, and decided to write it down. Sorry to all those who were expecting longer!

Disclaimer: I do not own the bleach Characters.

Phone Talk

Ichigo walked into the living room and dropped down on the couch. He had begun watching his favorite TV show when he heard Rukia talking on the phone. Probably to Inoue.

"Yeah, in bed."

Ichigo's attention was instantly captured.

"When he gets up in the morning, he pretends that it didn't happen, but we both know it did."

Huh? Who?

"No, he's good about it when he's in my bed, though."

Ichigo coughed. When had anyone ever slept in Rukia's bed? Well, besides the time she locked him up in there because he had told her she was imagining things when she had said it was uncomfortable. Which she wasn't. It was a nightmare in there! But she was short . . . she could take it.

"I like it, though."

. . . Ichigo was more than curious now . . .

"It feels good -"

Ichigo was just taking a drink of soda, and it all ended up on the floor when he spit it out in surprise.

" - knowing I'm not the only one who does it."

Rukia looked into the living room as Ichigo choked on his soda. She covered the speaker of the phone with her hand, looking concerned.

"You OK, Ichigo?"

Ichigo nodded, finally gulping in a breath of air. Rukia shrugged and turned back to her conversation.

What the hell was she talking about?

"No, everything is all right, Ichigo just choked on something."

Another pause. Ichigo looked over to Rukia, who was sitting on a stool in front of the phone. The phone was hugged between her shoulder and her chin, so her hands were free. She was gripping the stool between her legs and was rocking back and forth.

Ichigo shook his head to rid himself of the images that had just attacked his mind.

"Nope."

Rukia said a few more words that didn't mean anything to him; probably answering questions to the person on the other end.

"Yeah, when I asked what that was, he turned a brilliant shade of red and told me to go look it up in the Dic-nary."

Ichigo had a great idea of what she was talking about; last week, she had asked what a condom was. And he hadn't turned that red.

"And no, I never got around to looking it up. Back on topic, Orihime. Here, let me ask . . . "

Ichigo's eyes widened. He jumped off the couch just as Rukia's hand went over the speaker. She was just about to yell really loudly when Ichigo ran over and clamped a hand over her mouth.

"My dad's sleeping, and there is no way your waking him up by asking about something like that," Ichigo hissed. Rukia bent her head back so that she was looking right up at him. She grinned.

Ichigo thought it was cute.

He slowly took his hand away after hissing at her to be quiet.

She smirked, her head still upside down so she could see him.

"Ichigo, why do you snore in your bed, but not the closet one?"

Ichigo's mouth fell open.

THAT was what they were talking about?

Snoring!

Came to me when I was listening to my sis on the phone, and it sounded wrong.

Anyway, as you could or could not tell, this is set after the Soul Society Arc, but since Rukia still sleeps in the closet, I made it Ichigo's family doesn't know about her yet.

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