Ichigo squeaks at the sound of her brother's voice and rolls over with a corner of her blanket in hand to cover herself in an attempt to preserve maidenly modesty.  She didn't want to admit that she was happy that the darkness in the room hid her face was also now burning red, giving her a good idea of what she had been dreaming about, and the scrape of nails didn't help her reacting a little, squeezing her legs together to try hide it.<br/><br/>"What is it, big brother?"  Ichigo's voice is high-pitched and startled, her eyes wide.