Title: Renji's Dancing Pants
Claim: Abarai Renji/Kurosaki Ichigo
Prompt Set: Red
Prompt: 02, Dance Dance Revolution

Why had he agreed to this?

Ichigo glared at the front of a red velvet curtain. "Oi, can you get me a larger size, these things are way too tight." Renji yelled from behind the veil.

Ichigo had been teasing the bastard about his gigai's ridiculous outfit for the last week and it had earned him a punch in the side and a challenge to take him shopping for acceptable clothes. He should have just said no but his stubborn nature wouldn't allow him to back down from the dare.

"It's not my fault your freakishly huge," Ichigo called back. "Just wear the ones you have on. I'm not running around the store looking for bigger ones."

"Well, it's not my fault they don't make clothes for grown-ups in this world." Renji bitched back.

"Keep your voice down, teme!" Ichigo hissed. He gave a cursory look around to make sure no one had heard them. The vein by his eye was beginning to twitch and he fought the growing urge to charge into the dressing room and strangle the idiot.

Renji poked his head out of the velvet curtain and looked around suspiciously. "Fine...I'm coming out. Don't laugh or I'll send Zabimaru after ya." The red head swung back the hanging fabric with a ceremonious "Whoosh."

Ichigo stood in awe for a moment before he remembered that he was supposed to be making fun of the larger man. No words came into his head though. His eyes were glued to the beautiful form in front of him. Renji was wearing black leather pants that suggestively clung to every curve of his toned body. The crimson hair flowed down his back and around tan, bare shoulders.

"Oi, you ok? You look like you swallowed a bug." Renji cocked his head to the side.

"Wha... I'm fine." Ichigo sputtered. He shook his head back and forth a few times in an attempt to clear it.

Renji studied the carrot top and wondered why he was acting so weird. "Ichigo, let's buy these and get outta here. I saw some kids dancing on these strange pad things and I wanna go try it." Renji grinned. He loved discovering new things in the Living World.

The younger man was still dazed but at the sound of Renji's voice he snapped out of it. "Take 'em off so I can pay for 'em." Ichigo demanded.

"Why are ya always trying to get me outta my pants?" Renji teased, remembering the incident in school a while back.

A faint blush spread across Ichigo's cheeks. "It wasn't like that and you know it...where the hell is my wallet?" He searched his pant's pockets but came up empty handed.

"Don't worry 'bout it. I got this." Renji bent over to retrieve the wallet from his gigai's bell-bottoms, showing Ichigo his ass. The teen craned his head and took in the nice view. No matter how many times over the last few months he had tried to convince himself that he didn't find the red-head attractive, he knew deep down that there was some kind of feeling growing within him. Ichigo looked down and felt something else growing at the sight of Renji bent over like that. "Damn it..."

Hope you enjoyed this short drabble. The Dance Dance Revolution prompt was a lot harder than I had originally expected. Reviews are love!