Title: Run Around
Author: Yami no Kaiba
Fandom: Bleach
Rating: PG
Pairing: Ichigo Kurosaki/Uryuu Ishida

Disclaimer: Kubo Tite owns the characters and concepts of Bleach.
Summary: Ishida's in a snoot, and it's New Year's Eve. At least, Ichigo thinks so.

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Stalking wasn't Ichigo's idea of a healthy habit, but the way Ishida had been avoiding him for the past two days, Ichigo had had no choice in picking up the skill. And yet, that infernal nancy boy had managed to give Ichigo's poor stalking skills the slip eight times already tonight!

And considering they were both moving around an enclosed building, that was saying something for the Quincy's dodging skills.

Stepping around a pair of dancers, irked at their flagrant teasing when his boyfriend was avoiding him, Ichigo ducked into another of the school's packed classrooms, glancing around for Ishida's distinctive blue-highlighted hair.

For a school New Year's party at a High School, the turn out wasn't so bad, Ichigo had to admit. But personally, it would be a lot better if he could corner his errant boyfriend and find out what he'd done now to piss the other boy off and rectify the situation in time to get his New Year's kiss.

Unfortunately, Ishida wasn't having any of it, and as Ichigo continued poking his head into classroom after classroom, his mental clock ticking down the minutes, it looked more and more as if another New Year's Eve would pass without him getting a special kiss.

The PA system crackled to life, starting to lead the final thirty second countdown as thousands of student and chaperone voices raised in cheer to follow along. Despairing, Ichigo gave up searching and mentally berated himself for feeling down after getting his hopes up. Turning, he headed down the hall towards the cafeteria to snatch some of the treats before they were all gone --

A pale hand caught hold of his arm from out of a janitor's closet that he was passing by, and with a mighty tug and a startled yelp he was dragged into the small space as the door closed behind him.

Warm, pliant lips that tasted distinctly of his boyfriend sought his out hungrily in the dark, even as the New Year's salutations of the entire school came muffled through the walls and door.

"Happy New Year, Kurosaki," Ishida's low voice whispered in his ear before it was nipped playfully.

Fervently replying in the like, Ichigo knew this would be the best beginning of a New Year that he'd ever had before.

-- Fin.