Comment Fic - v1

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Ichigo goes to house sit somewhere in Yokohama, gets crashed by Renji and Rukia who are 'keeping an eye on him'. Maybe they stay, maybe they don't - they're a little like cats that way.


Night after Rukia and Renji barge in

Ichigo voices his suspicion regarding one of the tenants

Ichigo has to deal with rabbit food

Some time after Rukia and Renji have been around for a while

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Ichigo found himself glancing at the clock again. The hands now read 1:44pm, and while he didn't know what time it was in Soul Society Rukia and Renji had been here the whole day. Surely they had to go back to Soul Society to rest?

But no. Rukia was still talking, although Ichigo was sure the brightness of her mood was due to the cups of tea that he had seen her chugging earlier. Renji had given up all pretense and was sprawled across his end of the sofa in a half-doze, now and then cracking open an eye to see if Ichigo had cracked and killed Rukia yet.

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Note: Btw, 1:44pm should be 1:44 AM. Sorry! Or you could believe that Ichigo needs afternoon naps... XD

Renji wouldn't have any luck there - sheer exhaustion was holding Ichigo back. He would have dozed off himself, if he hadn't offered the comfy sofa to Rukia and Renji. The wicker rocking chair he was sitting on creaked each time he shifted his weight. He found himself thinking of the bed upstairs - it wasn't his bed, but it was comfy.

He was in the midst of fantasising about soft pillows when something not soft jammed into the side of his knee. He immediately shot up to look for the offending foot, but Rukia's feet were planted side by side, toes in perfect alignment with her knees, and Renji couldn't have kicked him without upsetting the coffee table. He sank back into stupor when the foot jammed into his knee again. And again.

On the third jab he grabbed the ankle of the offending foot. "What was that for?" he demanded.

Rukia looked up at him placidly, as if having her leg held in mid-air by her ankle wasn't strange. "We came all this way to give you news on Seireitei - "

"Well go back there and get some more then!" Ichigo shot back.

It was the wrong thing to say. Rukia took on a devious expression - wide smile and half-narrowed eyes. "I could. There's this particular news about Zaraki-taichou that I'm sure he'll want to share in person - "

That was it. It was too late for threats, real or imagined. Ichigo let go of her ankle to grab her shoulder, and she promptly stepped over him, gigai and all. One step on his thigh, another on his back and she was up and over him, laughing from possibly a caffeine induced high.

"You're suffering from lack of sleep," Ichigo growled, trying to to grab her again. She easily dodged his sleep deprived fingers. "You can have your pick of the closets - "

Rukia stopped short, and Ichigo took the opportunity to grab her shoulder. Steering her to the staircase didn't work so well. "Closets?" Rukia demanded. "Are you suggesting I sleep in a closet?"

"You do that all the time at my house."

"That," said Rukia as she plucked Ichigo's hand off her shoulder and shoved it against his chest. "Is different."