NOTE: For Set-Chan! Not part of the writing challenge
Rukia's head throbbed, Orahime's words were giving her a headache, 'He won't admit anything on his owne so we have to make him!' she couldn't understand wat Orahime meant be 'we' as far as she was concerned this was her problum, not Orahime's, besides, the pain from her arm was flowing into other parts of her body, including her head, the lights were hurting her eyes, because of how bright they were, she tried laying down, that made it worse because the lights were shinning directly in her eyes, she brought her hands to her face, blood dripping down her arm, she thought about sitting up again, but then remembered that sitting up too fast would make her headache worse, she kept her eyes closed, the light was beging to seep through, she covered her eyes with her uninjured arm and rested a moment, wishing that she could just fall asleep, and wake up in Ichigo's closet, listening to his breathing untill she fell asleep again, like she did on most nights, espically wen she felt bad, more espically wen she had a headache, she would concentrate on his breathing, instead of the pain, but there was no breathing to listen to, there was nothing to listen to, that could be another part of her progressing headache, the fact that the room was so deadly quite that it made her head hurt and throb, she wished that night would come sooner, that she would be in Ichigo's closet faster, and (right now atleast) she kind of wished that he would snore just a little bit, nothing annoying, but just enough for his breaths to become a little louder, just so that she wouldn't have to strain so hard to hear every breath, so that the pain would become meaningless, she heard the door open and close, "You're not asleep are you?" Ichigo asked, "No, the light is making my headache worse," she said, it felt like she had beenlying there for hours, but only minutes had passed, she wanted to get this over with, she suddenly realized wat Orahime meant by 'we', that was why she had made an excuse to why she wouldn't heal Rukia's injury, Rukia laughed in her mind, Orahime thought that if Ichigo spent more time with Rukia in a more fragil enviroment that he would losen up and admit his love for her, Rukia didn't no if that would work, didn't no if he loved her back, didn't no much of snything right now, "Sorry," his voice interupted her thoughts, "I can't really dim the lights," "That's ok," Rukia moved her arm from her face, and, unwillingly, opened her eyes, glancing at Ichigo her eyes went wide, she blinked a few times to make sure it was real, it was, she sprang up, putting a hand to her pounding head, she looked at Ichigo again, not believing her eyes, "Wat do you think?" he asked, his lips curved in a grin, "Just WHY are you wearing that?!" she asked, looking at the wite lab coat that opened to a black shirt and pants, "Wat do you mean?" he asked, his grin increasing, "Why are you wearing that lab coat?" "I wnt to look offical," Rukia was crossed between laughter and anger, Ichigo was unpredictable, that worried her enough, put a lab coat on him, and that down right scared her, although she had to admit, he didn't look half bad like that, she snapped out of her thoughts wen she felt his hand on hers, she looked up, her face tinted in red, as he wiped the blood from her arm with a wet cloth, she tried to ignore his actions, tried to keep her mind off of his warm skin against hers, tried not to pay attention to the soft concerned look on his face, but who was she kidding? She wanted to breath in every bit of him, but this wasn't the time, "Tis'll sting a bit," she ignored his words, if she even heard them, ignored the sting of the medicine, if she even felt it, she ignored the throbbing painof her head, and concentrated on that of her heart, she wanted to kiss him, wanted to embrace him, to stroke his hair, to breath him in, but most of all, she wanted to love him, she concentrated on his face, and barely noticed wen he put his hand to her head, and allowed it to linger there a moment, "No fever," he stated, she wasn't paying attention, he removed his hand from her head, it still hurt, but not as much as her heart, she was tired, she wanted to fall asleep, but Ichigo probably wouldn't allow it and would wake her up, "Alright, it's clear," he helped her down off the bench, she had noticed that he had finished wrapping the wound, or that he was looking out the door to see if his little sister was still vacuming the upstairs hallway, (wich is why they were in one of the office rooms instead of Ichig'o room,) Rukia wished that Ichigo's little sister hadn't been vacuming the hall, she would have liked to be in his room, on his bed, wile he treated her, she would have liked the option of staying awake or falling asleep, she probbably would have fallen asleep and Ichigo probbably would have excepted that, she probbably wouldn't have a headache right now, because the lights in is room aren't nearly as bright, she followed him out of the room, and shut the door behind her
Rukia lay on the bed, wanting to go to sleep, Ichigo was changing into his night clothes, Rukia just finished changing into hers, she brought the pillow up to her face, breathing in Ichigo's soft, warm scent, she could fall asleep, her headache was going away, all she needed were his soft breaths, maybe she should tape record it, so she could hear his breathing wenever she wanted to, but it wouldn't be the same, actually, it would probbably bother her, listening to the same breaths everynight, that isn't wat she liked, she liked his diffrent breathing paterns, she liked trying to slow hers down or speed them up to match with his, she felt something soft brush against her lips, it was a kiss, she realized, she kissed back, the person leaned up, she opened her eyes, "Ichigo," she wispered, dmileing a little as she said it, "I love you," he said, well she didn't think it would work, but Orahime was right, "I love you too," she couldn't keep her eyes open any longer, she felt him climb in the bed next to her, felt him pull her close, felt his soft, hot breath on the back of her neck, and listened as his breathing began, that's all she remembered before she fell asleep THE END
