Now, I will try to update often as in like 2-3 times a week. School might get in the way somewhat. So If I can't update often, 99 chance of having maybe a one a week update.

Disclaimer - I don't own this. I guess...

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"Ahhh!" A loud shout pierced through the house. It was by luck that Ichigo's father took his two sisters to the park. Ichigo even took the mod soul pill out of Kon so that he could have some peace and quiet. But he forgot to factor in one thing that could ruin, and has ruined it all. Rukia.

Ichigo sat in front of the bathroom rubbing the lump on his head. Rukia stood there, in the bathroom, clutching the towel wrapped around her exposed form tightly. A light blush formed across her face as she glared at the door. She waited until she heard Ichigo walk off, muttering swear words under his breath.

When she felt he had left, she quickly dried up herself and then put on the pair of pajamas that she brought into the bathroom. Ichigo bought them for her the other day. They had little bunny faces on them that looked like Chappy. She was so excited when Ichigo came home with a pair of them for her. She started jumping up and down filled with joy like when a little kid gets a new toy to play with.

When she walked into Ichigo's room, she glanced over at his bed and saw him just laying there with his head resting on his hands. She was drying her hair with towel as she slowly made her way to the window. Then she unlocked it and slid it open. A cool and gentle breeze entered the room. Rukia let the towel fall to the ground and closed her eyes as she took a deep breath of the calming air.

Suddenly she was abruptly broken out of her trance-like state when she felt something on her head. She opened her eyes only to find that her towel had been placed on top of her head. She took the towel off and found Ichigo stand there next to her. He had one hand in his pocket and another rubbing the back of his head.

"What was that for?" She asked, slightly irritated. Ichigo shook his head at her as he shove his other hand into the other pocket.

"Cause," he said, "You'll get a cold if you let cold air touch your hair while it's still wet. And I don't want you to get sick." Ichigo said.

"So do you care about me now, or something?" Rukia said sarcastically. Ichigo shook his head again as he sat down on his bed.

"No it's not that dip. I just didn't feel like taking care of you if you did get sick." He said with a slight smirk on his face. Rukia tried not to let that get to her, but it showed on her face.

Just then Ichigo did something unexpected. "I'm just kidding ya dope head." He said with a smile. "If you were sick I would take care of you." Rukia was a little surprised by this. A small blush began to form, but she turned her head to look out the window before Ichigo could notice.

'What is he trying to do?' she thought to herself. 'Is he trying to piss me off or something?' Ichigo then laid down on his bed and pulled up the blanket to cover him.

"Rukia can you close the window and turn off the light when you go to sleep?" He asked, his back turned to her.

"I'm not your maid." She simply replied with a stubborn look on her face.

"Good night, Rukia." He simply said. "Soon…" he whispered to himself. Then he drifted off to sleep, snoring lightly. Rukia just stood there glaring at him as she closed and locked the window. Then she walked over to her closet and slid open the door. She turned off the lights and hopped into the closet.