Thankful

AN: I read the dreaded chapter, but in favor of fluff, I'm not gonna go on and on about it.

"How are you cold?"

"How are you not?"

Ichigo and Rukia were at school, just around lunchtime. The day seemed to be lasting forever. He wished be could be off training with Urahara, trying to reawaken his powers. He felt restless without them. Rukia had gotten orders to watch the town, seeing as he couldn't anymore. He was happy to have her around, especially now when things were so crazy. It had really freaked him out to see her fade away, to lose his powers. His ego had taken a major blow, and there was a lot to do. Lucky for him Rukia treated him like she always did. He wasn't weak to her. Even if he felt that way. The cold and damp weather was doing nothing to lift his spirits.

It was late November, and 42 degrees. However, the fierce winds made everything feel freezing. And it probably was below freezing. Hair whipped, and so did skirts. Whoever had designed the uniforms for Karakura High must have been worse than Kon.

Ichigo was warm blooded by nature, and honestly if he was cold he'd just suck it up. But Rukia was chilly today, and God was she unhappy about it. Then again the addition of a vest and tights did little to add warmth to the short and thin girl's uniforms.

"Ichigo, are you even listening to me?" She seethed, her arms crossed in front of her tiny chest, her hair messy from the wind. Hell she even had red cheeks and a pink tinted nose.

In short she was very angry, and rather adorable. Ichigo sighed in defeat. He hated to do this, but if she was gonna bitch all day about it….

"Alright midget, I get it, you're cold. I've got an extra jacket in my P.E. locker. I'd be willing to get it for you. Take it or leave it."

"Ermm, Rukia Chan?"

"Yes Mahana?"

"Why are you wearing Ichigo's jacket?"

"Yeah? Does he like you or something?" Chizuru giggled.

"He give it to you?" Another girl demanded.

It was times like these when human girls reminded Rukia of vultures. The entire female populace in the class had a question about the jacket. Silly little mortals.

"Ichigo let me wear it. I was cold."

"It has his name on the back." Orihime sighed happily.

"So?" Rukia didn't see the point in this weird conversation.

"So, it's his jacket." Tatsuki chimed in. Tatsuki wasn't much for gossip, but apparently this was juicy.

"When a girl wears a guys jacket it's like he's marking his territory." Chizuru snickered. "His name is on the back in big letters, so when people look at you, they think of Ichigo."

"It's designed to keep other guys from talking to you." Mahana told her matter of factly.

"That's a load of crap." Rukia scoffed. "Ichigo doesn't mark his territory like some pissing dog. And if he did I'd realize it, and kick his ass." They all blinked at her in disbelief. She had forgotten her school girl act, hadn't she? Oh well. It's hard to keep up anyways.

Ichigo was glad that school was over. It was a little cold. Besides, he hated being cooped up.

"Hey Rukia, hurry up, or I'll start walking without you."

"Coming! Not my fault you walk so damn fast."

The sleeves of his jacket were rolled up several times so they didn't dangle over her tiny wrists. There was little that could be done about the huge size. The jacket looked like a dress over her bitty frame.

"What's Thanksgiving Ichigo?"

"Huh? Oh. It's an American holiday. People eat a lot of food and they go shopping."

"Orihime said she wanted to celebrate it this year. She says it's too fun to be just a Western holiday." Rukia informed him.

"Yuzu told us a few years back that Christmas and Easter were too fun to be just Christian and Catholic holidays. So we do those too." Ichigo sighed in annoyance.

"She justs likes cooking and decorating." She reminded him, "Anyways, this Thanksgiving sounds fun."

"You didn't even know what it was a minute ago." He teased lightly.

"Shut up." Rukia snapped.

"You don't thank people anyways." He mumbled grumpily.

"What's that supposed to mean?" She demanded. What was his problem? A moment passed. Rukia blinked. God, he was sensitive.

"Thanks for loaning me your jacket, Ichigo."

"No problem." Ichigo mumbled, trying his best not to sound pleased. He's sure she noticed anyways.

She usually knew what he was thinking.

"Maybe Yuzu will want to celebrate Thanksgiving." Rukia wondered hopefully.

"Who knows?"

AN: Hope you enjoyed, and review if you like. Will Ichigo get into the holiday spirit, or will Rukia have to help him?