Hello everyone, long time no see! I'm surprised at how much people liked Naptime. Thank you so much! I wrote it on a whim and I'm glad I did. I know I haven't wrote much, but I've been writing on LJ and I should post those fics too, but I'll do that later. Now here's another ficlet set in the Naptime AU.

I don't own Bleach. Tite Kubo owns them I just like to play with them a bit. Well enjoy!

Now let's begin.

Bleach

Nighttime

Ichigo pushed his chair away from the desk when the words in his medical books blurred together. He didn't think he could study anymore even if he tried. He rubbed his eyes and looked around his desk. There were notes, books, and sticky notes everywhere. He looked over at the plate on the end of the table.

Ichigo picked it up. That's right Stark made me a plate since I missed dinner. I had to go to that study session, but I didn't want to miss dinner. He turned the plate in his hands, his mind going back to Stark and his patience with Ichigo's studies.

The papers Mayuri assigned him, the pages Szayel assigned, and the projects from both kept Ichigo occupied for a while. Sometimes he couldn't hang out or go on a date, but Stark didn't complain. He fussed about Ichigo's lack of sleep and food consumption, but that was normal. Ichigo couldn't get mad at him for that. Before Stark, Ichigo would go for hours without eating.

I should make it up to him. Ichigo picked up the plate and walked downstairs. He walked through the living room and spotted Stark on his favorite couch. He slept soundly, as usual, but Ichigo wasn't annoyed as usual. Stark looked cute the way he slept on the couch. The t.v. played a low budget horror movie while Stark held the remote in his hand.

Ichigo walked over and gently took the remote out of Stark's hand. He grabbed the blanket over the couch and placed it over Stark. Ichigo smiled, placing a kiss against Stark's cheek. He turned to walk to the kitchen when a hand grabbed the end of his shirt.

"Did you get my plate?" Stark asked with a sleep rough voice.

"I did. Thank you." Ichigo linked their fingers together.

"No problem. You need to sleep too."

"I'll try to remember it next time. I promise."

"Okay,"

"Let me clean this plate and I'll join you."

"Okay," Stark nodded and released Ichigo's hand. Ichigo kissed Stark and turned towards the kitchen. While he waited for the water to heat up, he started to think. He was lucky to have someone like him. Ichigo didn't think there were many people out there who would put up with all his studying, but Stark did. Stark got along with his sisters, his crazy father, and even crazier friends. Granted Stark's friends were just as crazy, but it helped that Stark understood.

Ichigo looked down at the plate as his stomach twisted in knots. I've been neglecting Stark lately. I know he doesn't tell me, but I know I have. It's not fair to him that Mayuri and Szayel is crazy as hell, but that's not an excuse. I have to make it up to him.

With his mind set, Ichigo dried the plate and walked back into the living room.

Stark sat up on one end of the couch, flipping through channels. Ichigo walked over to Stark, taking a seat in his lap. He wrapped his arms around Stark's neck and nuzzled his chest. Stark wrapped his arms around Ichigo's waist, pulling him close. He brushed his lips against Ichigo's temple. "Is everything okay?"

Ichigo shook his head.

"Want to tell me about it?"

Ichigo nodded. He pulled back to look in Stark's eyes, getting lost in the blue-grey depths. He trailed his fingers against Stark's jaw.

"I'm sorry I haven't paid a lot of attention to you."

"You've been studying. I know how crazy Szayel gets during this time of year." Stark leaned into the touch.

"It's not an excuse. You work and go to school, but you remember to cook and clean and get me to bed." Ichigo nuzzled his cheek. "I haven't done anything, but make you ramen and clean the apartment in a half assed way. You don't deserve that. I'm sorry."

Stark tipped Ichigo's chin up, until they were eye level again. "You don't need to worry about it. Shunsui is an easy teacher. Tsukishima is a laid back boss, between them I don't have to do much work, but even if I had Gin for a boss or Tousen I would still do those things for you. It doesn't bother me." He brushed their lips together. "I do it because I want to.

"Stark," Ichigo kissed him, sliding his fingers through Stark's hair. "Let me do something for you."

"That's not-"

"Tomorrow I have a day off. I'm not studying or going to any study sessions. I'm yours for the whole day." Ichigo kissed the corner of his mouth. "We'll spend the whole day together. How does that sound?"

"That sounds great, but on one condition."

"What's that?"

"We take a nap after we eat. You have to catch up on a lot of sleep."

"That sounds good to me." Ichigo grinned, placing a soft kiss on Stark's lips. Stark moaned softly, rubbing Ichigo's back as their tongues engaged in a missed dance. Ichigo tangled his fingers in Stark's hair and deepened the kiss. He made a note not to go so long without kissing Stark again.

Ichigo broke the kiss slowly, brushing their lips together before pulling away. He leaned up to Stark's ear. "I'm tired. Can we go to sleep?"

"Here or our bedroom?"

"Our bedroom," Ichigo kissed him again.

"Let's go," Stark turned off the t.v. as Ichigo got off his lap. Stark yawned, tossing the remote on the couch. Ichigo grabbed his hand and linked their fingers together. Stark kissed Ichigo's hand on their way to the bedroom. Ichigo smiled, placing his head against Stark's shoulder.

They dressed for bed in a comfortable silence. They slid under the covers and moved closer to each other. Ichigo nuzzled Stark's chest as Stark placed a kiss in his hair. Stark wrapped an arm around Ichigo's waist, rubbing his back. Ichigo sighed happily and snuggled closer against him. It felt good to sleep in their bed instead of the surface of a desk.

"Good night,"

"…"

That didn't take long. Ichigo chuckled softly. He settled against Stark as his soft snores lulled him to sleep.

I do like writing them like this. It's quite fun. Who knows there might be some more of that soon. I hope you enjoyed it! Happy Thanksgiving!

As Gin would say bye-bye!