Christmas prompts (Sadly not 12)

I'll be home for Christmas

Kira watched as the snow slowly fell to the ground. Pulling his hands in close he breathed into them trying to keep warm. It was a very cold day in Karakura, although Kira really didn't mind, it wasn't often he was allowed out into the real world.

Snow covered the ground making everything pure white. And it reminded him of the person he was waiting for. His taichou, Gin.

No one understood Kira the way his Taichou did. Blushing he found himself thinking about the last time they met over three weeks ago. The two of them had hardly made it past the hotel room door before Gin had slammed Kira down and started to… Kira blushed aging. That was three long weeks ago, so he did have an excuse.

Shivering Kira pulled his jacket tighter around himself. Glancing down at his wrist watch, he checked the time. Gin was late. Frowning Kira quickly searched the Christmas eve crowd looking for a flash of silver hair, but there was too much color to distinguish from any one person.

Annoyed he huffed. He only had a few days to stay in the real world. With no captain, all responsibilities had been forced on him. Kira idly wondered if that was the reason Gin hadn't done his work, because he knew that one day he would be leaving Soul Society.

And for what?

A cold barren land filled with lifeless trees and dead people. Most of whom were crazy from what Kira had heard of them from Gin.

Glancing around one last time Kira decided to grab a coffee in a café a few stores down. Slipping into a booth he sipped his coffee and watched the people slowly walk by, their faces joyous as they walked with their lovers and friends. Not alone. Never alone. They had someone, but who did he have?

"I miss you Gin…" Kira brushed away a stray tear. He wanted his taichou here. Taking another drink of his coffee he almost chocked when a warm puff of breath tickled his ear.

"Kira." Surprised Kira jumped and whirled around.

"Tai-Gin!" Gin grinned down at him. "Hello Kira-Chan, can I sit 'ere with you?" Nodding vigorously Kira scooted over and smiled when Gin slipped into the booth. Smiling Kira leaned into his lover, giggling softly when he felt arms wrap around him.

"Merry Christmas Kira."

"Merry Christmas Gin."

Jingle Bells

Jingle Jingle

Ichigo frowned and glanced around uneasily. For some reason he had been hearing the sound of a bell all day. It was almost like someone was following him.

Jingle Jingle

Spooked, Ichigo whirled around quickly, searching the alleyway for anything suspicious, but nothing was behind him. Growling to himself, Ichigo turned around and resumed walking down the street.

Jingle Jingle

"Show yourself!" Ichigo yelled whipping around quickly. He blinked in surprise when Kenpachi stepped out from behind a dumpster.

"Hey there." Kenpachi grinned at him and stalked closer. The bells on his head jingling merrily away. Ichigo glowered at Kenpachi and took a few hesitant steps back.

"Why are you following me? Better yet why are you in Karakura?" Ichigo wondered if he should just make a run for it.

"I asked for a few days off," With a wicked grin Kenpachi grabbed Ichigo's arm and pulled him flush against his chest. Ichigo gasped and squirmed blushing when he felt Kenpachi's hard abs. "I also wanted to see you." The last part he whispered softly his voice husky, his lips barely touching Ichigo's ear.

"Me…?" Ichigo gasped when two hands gripped his ass and he was lifted up. Something hard brushed his thigh, eyes widened and he looked up to see something flash in Kenpachi's eyes.

"Yeah, you." Grinning down at Ichigo Kenpachi leaned in and nipped at Ichigo's bottom lip, their eyes meeting Ichigo relaxed, allowing Kenpachi to slip his tongue in. Smirking Kenpachi pulled back long enough to ask for directions to Ichigo's home and for the boy to supply them before racing off.

Maybe Yachiru was right about changing his bells.

Jingle Jingle.

Merry Christmas! I know they are more than likely pathetic but oh well. They are also not betta'd and I am tired from working a nine and a half hour shift…sigh, there's only so many excuses I can use.