Warning: IchiHitsu. Yaoi. Fluff. Mild humor. No like, no read.

Disclaimer: Yea, in my dreams

Summary: Ichigo is very much missing his little Toshiro...

There is a reason Ichigo was always poking fun at Rukia's drawings. Though they were bad by anyone's standards, they were horrible by Ichigo's. Our favourite strawberry is an exceptionally good artist, and, as such, he was currently doing a very on-the-ball representation of a sleeping dragon coiled on an arctic glacier. This picture was a frequent entry, as it reflected his thoughts of his own dragon. Ichigo was very much missing his little Toshi-chan at the moment, and so, presently, was mindlessly sketching.

However, Rangiku had promised she would deliver his ice prince to him today, which is why Ichigo is nearly hopping up and down in anticipation. Earlier in the day, a hell butterfly had nearly flapped his wings off to deliver her excited message.

"Ichigo, my little taicho has been over worked and has been pushing paperwork on me left and right!! I need a break, so expect him today. I beg you, please, please, please, keep him from the office all day! He even managed to get some ink on me yesterday! My poor hand was stained with ink!! I need your help! Let him relax, but we need him back tomorrow. Thank you so much. Rangiku." The little black creature had recited in her jovial voice. Ichigo grinned widely and sent the insect back with a very grateful message of thanks.

Now, waiting, Ichigo was about ready to explode. His little Toshi was taking forever, and he was inpatient for a kiss. His head snapped up as he read the reiatsu he knew oh so well. Resting his cheek in his palm, he waited.

Toshiro opened the window, making eye contact through the glass. He entered the room, gently leaning against the glass. Ichigo smiled.

"Toshiro." The word rolled off Ichigo's tongue effortlessly.

"It's Hitsugaya-taicho" he corrected with a smirk. Ichigo scoffed and got up. Walking over to the boy on his window ledge, he wrapped his arms around the lithe waist and pulled the tendo into a kiss. Said tendo wrapped his arms around the neck of his strawberry possessively. He would have to thank Matsumoto later. Parting his lips he let the ryoka's tongue invade his mouth. Hmm, Hitsugaya thought, he tastes like ramen. Disengaging his lips, Ichigo murmured, "I missed you, Toshiro,"

"Baka," Toshiro replied, pulling Ichigo back for another kiss. He really would have to thank Matsumoto. After he punished her with paperwork. He smirked inwardly at the thought. Well, that's what she gets for yelling "jailbait" at him as he was stepping through the Senkaimon.

Omake:

Moi: Hello! So, chapter 2 is done!! Only one more to go!

Matsumoto: Ooh! Who knew Ichigo could get taicho to loosen up like that? Ah! I forgot to thank you for telling me of the concept "jailbait". But, what exactly does it mean?

Moi: eh heh heh heh *sweatdrop* Let's save that for another time. For now, I would like to thank everyone who reviewed and added me to their alert lists and all those wonderful things! You guys are the reason this chapter is out so fast! Thank you all so much! Goodbye!

Owari.