Author's Note: First I want to thank all the people who encouraged me to gone. Especially naruhinafan2010, the first person to encourage me to go on! Well this chapter might not be all that great since my specialty is fight scenes. I will put fighting in this! I just have to! Well in later chapters if anyone is interested in it. This was just a strange little home scene that I felt like putting in for no apparent reason!

Warning: Extreme Fluffiness! (I love fluff! Fluff fluff were all covered in fluff! Does happy Fluff dance Yay)

I dedicate this to: naruhinafan2010

Disclaimer: I think it's obvious I don't own Bleach!

Lightning and Thunder

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By: Neokura

Rukia didn't want to move. Not one bit. She was just too comfortable and strangely warm. Come to think of it why was she so warm? It was never this warm in her closet even if she had extra sheets over her. Also what was this weight over her left hip? With a rejected sigh she opened her eyes just a fraction.

She almost let out a scream of surprise.

She was in Ichigo's bed of all places with Ichigo himself right next her with his arm around her, pulling her into his chest.

"Ichigo… could you please let go of me…" Rukia whispered, not wanting to startle him to bad, but at the same time fighting back anger. What the hell was she doing here!?

"Hmm… what did you say?" Ichigo mumbled unconsciously strengthening and tightening his hold on her once again, gently pressing her to his open chest.

"Ichigo wake up you baka and let go of me!" Rukia said sharply trying to get up. Ichigo's eyes flew open and he let go of her immediately.

"S-Sorry… didn't realize what I was doing." Ichigo hurriedly explained.

"Why were you holding me?" Rukia asked him clearly trying to keep calm. She was resisting the urge to hit him clear into next week for what he did.

"Umm… you couldn't sleep." Ichigo answered sensing danger and backing into a wall.

"So that gives you the right to take me from my bed." Rukia hissed back, centering herself right in front of him.

"Well if I didn't you would have kept yelping all night and kept me up all night!"

"No I wouldn't! I would have fallen asleep eventually!"

"Yeah… four hours later, I wouldn't have gotten any sleep if you kept doing that! Besides you didn't seem to complain about it last night!"

"I was scared of course I didn't!" The memories were all flooding back into her, every last thing that happened last night. The thunderstorm, the fear, the warmth; the rare warmth and kindness Ichigo showed.

"Exactly, so stop complaining baka! Besides it's not like I wanted to!" Ichigo stated flatly, his scowl deepening, but strangely his eyes softened. As much as he didn't want to admit it he had wanted to and he would gladly do it again.

"What did you call me?!" Rukia snarled grabbing a nearby pillow and raising it over her head.

"I called you a baka, baka."

Rukia glared at him and whipped the pillow down on top of Ichigo's head. "I'm going to make you regret those words." With that Rukia started a mass beating with her pillow until Ichigo grabbed his own pillow and started to fight back.

Ichigo widely swiped his pillow down but Rukia was to fast and dodged it, managing to get a few quick whacks in. Ichigo spun around and blocked a whack and managed to get a hit right in her face. Rukia retaliated by spinning around and hitting him in the back.

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Meanwhile, while Ichigo and Rukia were relieving stress with a childish pillow fight, Yuzu and Karin were settling in for a delicious breakfast of cereal.

"Hey Yuzu, what do you think Ichigo is doing right now… he's making an awful lot of noise." Karin mumbled as she took a spoonful of cereal. Yuzu shrugged her shoulders.

"Never fear! I will find out what he is doing!" Isshin, Ichigo's dad, cackled as he began to sneak up the stairs towards Ichigo's room.

'Oh God! How did I ever end up having such an idiotic dad? Prepare yourself Ichigo…' Karin thought to herself as she turned back to her bowl.

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"Why you little…" Ichigo growled suddenly lunging at her and pinning her to the bed with his hands leaning in a little. His eyes were glowing with an unusual happiness that was only seen once in a few years or so.

"What giving up already?" Rukia whispered a smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth.

"Oh… I wouldn't say that…" Ichigo whispered back a smirk also playing at his lips as well.

Suddenly the two heard footsteps approaching them and the starred at the door frightfully.

The door knob turned and Isshin walked into the room. "Ichigo what on Earth are you doing and who the heck are you yelling at?"

"Oh sorry dad," Ichigo began glancing down. At the last minute Ichigo had grabbed a pillow and stuffed it over Rukia's head and put his head down on the pillow using his body to cover Rukia's, while Rukia had yanked the covers over the two of them. "I was just rehearsing something for school. Were having a debate tomorrow and well for some strange reason they voted me to give the argument. They said something about the fact with my face I'll scare the opposition senseless, or something like that." Ichigo hurriedly continued. He could feel his face heating up into a blush as his body slowly realized how close Rukia was to him and the fact that he was on top of her pressing down.

He needed to hurry. One he starting to get perverted thoughts and two, Rukia was running out of air.

"Tck. They have a point…" Isshin mumbled quickly as he turned to leave. "Just keep it down Ichigo."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever you say dad." Ichigo mumbled as he pretended to get back to his work. He waited until he heard his dad head down the stairs and out the door to go to work. "Were safe. Man that was close."

Suddenly Ichigo could feel something pushing on his chest as if to say 'get off!' In that moment he remembered Rukia and leaped off.

"I-I –cough- chi –cough- go! You baka." Rukia coughed out gasping for breath as she hurled the pillow off her head.

"Sorry…" He mumbled as he grabbed the cloths he was planning to wear for school. "I'm going to go change."

Rukia rolled her eyes and stood up as well to change. This was the start to a long day.

Owari