Title: The Gift

Fandom: Bleach

Pairing: Chad/Karin

Rating: PG.

Word Count: 427

Summary/Description: "I'm eighteen now. Can I beat your stupid guilt complex into the dirt now?"

Warning/Spoilers: None of either.

A/N: For Heron Advocate, for the first kiss drabble meme. :3 I think this is fluff.

Disclaimer: Yes, I've got several bottles beneath the sink.

Chad woke up to loud pounding on the front door of his apartment. It took him a while to get up; he was still clinging on to the threads of a hazy dream. He couldn't pinpoint exactly what it had been about, but be remembered something about Karin, a warm forest, and many little children.

Karin… He smiled a short, sleepy smile that was more visible in his eyes than on his mouth. Probably no surprise that he had been dreaming about his girlfriend; today was her eighteenth birthday. Her presents lay on his dressing table; two tickets to the national game, and a thin chain and pendant.

The pounding got louder, harsher, and faster, and Chad was reminded of why he had woken up in the first place. He rolled out of bed, and grabbed a vest to throw on with the pair of pants that he slept in. At this early hour of the morning, he could only suppose that it was Ichigo; and if it was Ichigo, judging by all the noise he was making, it couldn't be good.

He wrenched open the door, and Karin rocketed into his arms and kissed him.

He let out a small oomph, and would have tried to say something more, if Karin hadn't pressed closer to him, pushed him inside of the room, and kicked the door shut. Unconsciously, his arms went straight around her, holding her up so that they were chest to chest. The kiss was fierce, and thin arms wrapped around his neck with wiry strength.

Karin pulled away with a grin.

"I'm eighteen now. Can I beat your stupid guilt complex into the dirt now?"

He might've laughed, if she hadn't kissed him against, effectively cutting him off. It was nothing more than the simple press of lips, but it made him feel warm, made him want to hold her even tighter.

"I've been waiting to do that for six goddamn months," she whispered against his lips, blushing slightly.

"Well, it—" Chad started in a slightly apologetic tone.

"Wouldn't have been appropriate," Karin finished for him with a slight roll of her eyes. "I know, I know. But now I'm legal, and there's no one to give a rat's ass about the fact that you're twenty-two." Dark eyes glinted, and Chad gave a soft, rumbling laugh.

"Well, since you're here, you might as well come get your present."

Karin arched a brow high.

"What, I get even more?"

By the time Chad figured out what she meant, she was kissing him again.