So this was something that I've been thinking about and have gotten around to writing. Sorry if Gin and Rangiku are OOC. And another note is that I didn't want to screw up Gin's accent so I wrote it in like the rest of the characters. Please review and tell me what you think.
She stared up at the autumn sky and watched as pale blue shifted to orangey-reds. She felt the sharp rocks dig into her back but gave them no mind. They wouldn't irk her for much longer. She was dying.
The wind picked up and carried a few strands of her raven hair into the air as she shivered from the sudden change in temperature. Not much longer, she thought to herself, I can barely feel my fingers now, not much longer. She waited for the last of her life to drain away from her malnourished corpse. I'm glad I came here to die; I did always like this place. There's nothing I can do.
A shadow fell on her sunburned face and she slowly let her eyes drift upward to the thin, wiry body of a boy her age. A wide grin loomed over her deathbed. The wind blew purplish-silver hair in his skeletal face. She looked curiously at the shriveled orange fruit, she guessed, in the hand extending towards her.
"Eat it, you look starved." The boy replied to her confused look.
She tried to grab the fruit, renewed hope gleaming in her eyes. She couldn't lift a finger.
"Gin! Where are you?"
"Right here Ran-chan!" The silver haired boy yelled back.
Gin looked down at the starved girl on the ground. She was as good as dead but when he offered her the dried persimmon her eyes sparkled in the light of the setting sun. She couldn't move she, and he suspected that she couldn't talk either. But her stormy grey eyes were filled with hope and thankfulness that was all the answer he needed.
Rangiku ran up carrying a large jug of water and another bag of dried persimmons, the only reason they had trekked to Inuzuri. "Gin, are you ready to…" She noticed the raven haired girl and Gin supporting her frail body upright.
"Ran-chan, give her some water." Rangiku obliged, if Gin cared about this girl, she'd do anything in her power to help her.
"Drink slower or you'll get sick." Rangiku murmured with a maternal tone. Gin gave the persimmon to Rangiku and she fed the poor girl.
"Are you feeling better?" Rangiku inquired softly. The girl silently nodded.
"We should bring her with us," Gin said, "No one will take her in with that reiatsu." Rangiku nodded enthusiastically and Gin returned his gaze to the girl again. "So how do you feel about coming with us?" He asked. She slowly nodded her head and gave bright smile.
"So how about giving us your name?"
The girl scrunched her eyebrows with a frown and shrugged her shoulders.
"So you don't know your name?" Gin guessed.
She shook her head.
"Want Ran-chan and me to think of one for ya?"
She nodded her head again.
"Oh! I know! How about Karasu! Her hair is such a pretty shade of black!"
"No. We should call her Akiko."
"Because we found her in autumn? I think we should think of a better re-"
"No because, of her eyes of course Ran-chan!"
"Hmm, they do sparkle…"
"So it's decided, from now on you're Akiko of Inuzuri"