Raaah. For the Bleach Asylum IchiRuki FC. Set in Ichigo's room. The day before Ichigo's birthday!

July 14th - Bed

"Oi, Ichigo!"

Rukia drawled one day, casually flipping through one of his Shakespeare play novels. Ichigo grunted from inside his comic book, only the orange mess of his hair showing.

"What do you want?" He muttered, lifting himself from his manga and raising a brow. "I'm-"

A surprised look covered his face as he saw the girl laying at the bottom of his bed. "Oi! What the hell are you doing on my bed?! If Yuzu or Karin-- or dad--" He groaned inwardly, imagining his father's face the moment he would come inside the door.

"I approve!"

Ichigo winced at the thought.

She glared daggers at him, shoving a pillow at his face, immediately shutting him up. "Relax, fool! They won't come in. I locked the door." She crossed her arms in complete satisfaction, as if she had saved the world at that moment.

Unfortunately, Ichigo wasn't a slight bit satisfied.

"That's even worse!" He jumped up and off his bed, in protest. "Get... OFF!"

Rukia grinned, and seeing that he evacuated the mattress, decided to steal if for her own sake. She climbed up to the pillow, and rested her head on it. "Ha." She said slyly, grabbing the manga from his shocked hands and spreading the book open, planting her face in it.

"GET OFF!" He shouted in annoyance again, attempting to pry her off. "OFF MY BED!"

She shrugged, pulling herself into the blankets. "Fool, what's so wrong? It's just a bed." She flipped a page. "Oi, Ichigo. You read josei manga? Oh, and it has cute little bunnies on the cover..."

Ichigo twitched, grabbing an unoccupied pillow and raising it above his head. "Take this!" He started to slam it onto her body, but luckily, Rukia decided to slam the manga into his stomach first, causing him to clutch himself in pain, and topple onto the bed.

"GAH! ICHIGO!" She groaned, using all her might to push him off. He was quite the heavy one.

"RUKIA!" He was in terrible, terrible pain.

They were very, very loud. And unluckily for the two of them, Isshin had heard the noise. Worrying about his 'daughter', and hearing rather random noises from his 'father-proclaimed perverted' son's room, Isshin decided to kick the door down.

Everyone gasped, and Rukia turned bright red.

"I approve!" A two thumbs up approval from a perverted father. And then, he lectured them once again, scolding only Ichigo for using his man's instincts.

That day, there was a twinkle in Isshin's eye, and a black bruise on Ichigo's.

Rukia smiled in satisfaction.

End.

Hooray for embarrassed!IchiRuki and proudfather!Isshin. Dedicated to Isshin, secret agent shinigami father, who could be the best father I will never have. And happy birthday, Ichigo. May your life be full of Rukia... and may your life be long.