Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach.
I have a big thing for Christmas season and winter all around, so…
That Damn Plant
It was cold that Christmas Eve, Ichigo thought as he sat on one of the low branches of a tree in the park. He leaned against the trunk, stuffing his hands into his cargo jacket. Full moon, snowing lightly, and a clear night, somewhat.
It was tranquil, and he liked that.
That Damn Plant
Tatsuki walked down the empty street, towards the park. This was a habit for her on some nights when she couldn't sleep. Just get up, and head to the park.
She shivered, pulling her big jacket over her. It was 11 something at night, she knew, and the park would be empty no doubt.
It was as she thought, empty with a soft blanket of snow on the ground, making it seem a glow.
Turning to leave and complete her walk, she caught a flash of orange, up in a tree.
An low and behold, there was one Kurosaki Ichigo, sitting in a tree, one leg dangling off the branch, staring up at the sky.
"Ichigo?" she asked hesitantly.
Breaking out of the trance he had gotten himself into, Ichigo looked down at Tatsuki, over-sized jacket pulled close, blue jeans fitting comfortably, and slippers staring up at him in the tree. "Tatsuki?"
"What are you doing in a tree?"
"Thinking."
Snorting, she said "You think?"
"Why, yes I do. I believe I do it fairly well."
Tatsuki giggled softly.
"Come on up. There's enough space he we clump together." He said, holding his hand out.
Shrugging, she grabbed it, and pulled herself up, facing the smiling orange-head. "You can't very well see the sky if you're looking at me Tatsuki." He said, letting her know o turn around.
Glaring mockingly at him, she shifted, sowing her back to him. Looking up, her breath caught in her throat.
It was beautiful…different from seeing it from the ground. It just seemed bigger. She found herself unconsciously leaning back, only for a pair of strong arms to circle around her waist and pull her back against a hard chest.
Ichigo chuckled, "Careful now, don't wanna fall." He said, holding her in place.
"Ichigo…"
"Hm?"
"Up…"
"What it is?" he asked, before doing as she said. A small, white plant was above their heads, glowing in the moonlight.
"Mistletoe…" Tatsuki said, blushing, looking away from it and looking towards the ground meekly.
"Whoa…Never noticed that…" Ichigo stated, still looking at it, before he felt Tatsuki squirming slightly in his hold, trying to wiggle out.
Turning her head towards him, he pressed his lips against hers, and the squirming stopped.
She kissed him back.
With the moon and snow as their only witnesses.
That Damn Plant
A/N: I don't know what compelled me to write this, but oh well.