9 for Ichiruki please?! *.*
9. “I’m sorry I punched you in the face.”
Ichigo’s holding his nose, blood welling between his fingers.
“Whaddid you do that for Rukia?” he slurs, and sits down on his bed. Rukia pulls tissues out of the box and hands them to him. He tilts his head back and presses the tissues to the end of his nose.
“I’m sorry,” Rukia says, “you startled me! I didn’t realise it was you.”
“Who else would it be?” Ichigo grouses. “As if anyone else is dumb enough to try and wake you up by shaking you.”
“I didn’t mean to punch you in the face!” Rukia protests, “I was aiming for your stomach - why were you so close to me anyway?” She looks at him, and Ichigo rubs the back of his neck with his free hand.
“It’s breakfast time, didn’t want you to miss the pancakes.”