Rukia took the last slurp of the bowl of ramen she was forced to eat.
She doesn't even remember asking for ramen?
"I want ramen dummy!" she screamed at the man sleeping on the couch.
He rolled over, falling off the couch. "What?"
His eyes were still closed.
"Ramen!"
"Later.." he rested his head in the floor.
"No, now!" she walked over and kicked his side.
He groaned.
He lazily opened his eyes, noticing the slight lump on her tummy.
She was starting to show.
"Fine." He forced himself up, Rukia in front of him, pouting.
"Can you add some honey and garlic?" she asked him, looking up at the yawning man. "Diced garlic?"
Ewe.
"Why?"
"Cause I said so!"
"Happy?" she showed the empty bowl at the man sitting across from her.
"Very."
She rolled her eyes, placing her hand over the little lump.
"Two months." Ichigo said, looking at the slightly swollen tummy.
Rukia's lip's curved up a little "and ten days."
"Counting?"
Rukia rolled her eyes, "Aren't you suppose to go home or something?"
"No," he got up; taking the bowl with him "I'm staying here tonight."
"Again?"
Ichigo rolled his eyes, making his way to the kitchen.
Rukia still stayed seated "I'm graduating this Friday."
Ichigo washed the dish, "Are you inviting me?"
Rukia could already tell he was smirking over there.
"If I just told you, what do you think?"
She heard him chuckle "You're becoming soft, midget."
"Shut up!" she was blushing a bit, abruptly getting up from her seat "don't go then."
"What time?"
Rukia walked over to the kitchen, Ichigo smirking her way.
She huffed "Ten."
-x-
Ichigo laid on the couch, his head turning to the cloak on the wall.
One o' three
He pushed himself up, throwing the blanket off his body.
She was starting to show.
Her belly was starting to poke out.
And something about it felt right?
He wasn't sure.
He told his friends,
But they were no help.
"Like, seeing her like that, with my baby," he took another sip of his soda "feels right..?"
"What the hell is he talking about?" Renji huffed, facing the other man sitting next to Ichigo.
"Are you like falling in love with her?" Toushiro questioned seriously.
"No, not love," Ichigo immediately answered "But it's something along that line, I'm not sure."
"Maybe you're just confused?" Renji said,
Earning him a roll of eyes from both.
Then, he heard a whimper from her room.
He got up immediately, walking over to the room.
He opened the door slightly and poked his head in.
She was sleeping.
Maybe having a nightmare?
"Rukia?" he whispered it.
No response.
If he walked in, she might kill him.
If he doesn't, he wasn't going to find out what was bothering her.
And he wouldn't be able to sleep from all the worrying.
He took a deep breath before walking in.
"Rukia?" he said again, getting closer to the girl lying in bed.
Tears were on her face and she was clenching on to a necklace on her neck.
Is she having a nightmare?
"Rukia?" He touched her shoulder, and she stopped moving. He quickly let go, hoping he didn't wake her.
But she, as soon as he let go, began sniffing.
He sat on the edge, placing his hand over her shoulder again.
She scooted closer to him, her sniffing stopping.
He sighed,
She was a handful.
"Rukia?" he shook her a bit, but she didn't wake.
Then, he yawned.
He laid back on the pillow, his legs still by the edge.
She curled up beside him, her hand holding on to his shirt.
When she wakes up, he will need to ask her what's wrong.
His eyes began to become heavy, his arms found its way on her waist.
She will probably kill him in the morning, but he was too tired to care.
Her bed was way too comfortable to pass.
A/N: I was stuck, like, really stuck. I got the idea while eating a bowl ramen. :3 You never know when inspiration will hit.
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