Hello! This is the heartwarming story of two childhood friends from the start. Life was hard for Rangiku, until Gin came in. Can he change her life? Enjoy and review if you want it to continue or if you just liked it all together!
Rangiku lay on the dirt ground, her breathing hard and raspy. Her throat felt dry and he stomach was growling because of the lack of food. She couldn't move, let alone look for food. She never knew why she needed food when everyone else lived food less lives and prospered. She had never been lucky. She didn't even have friends even though she'd been in the Rukongai for a month. She was about to pass out again when something was put in front of her face.
"Eat." A boy with silvery hair and a dark blue kimono said, handing her a small piece of meat. "If you can faint from hunger, you must have it too." He said, sitting down as Rangiku struggled to get up. She took the food and started to nibble off of it.
Once she had finished, the boy spoke again, outstretching his hand. "My name's Gin, by the way." He smiled.
She looked at his hand cautiously and then shook it. "My name's Rangiku." she gasped out, still very tired.
Gin smiled and stood up, taking her with him. "You need a place to stay, right? I've seen you around the sixtieth district. You sleep out in the streets. You shouldn't. You'll get sick and weak." He said as he pulled her along gently.
"Why are you being so nice?" She asked, letting go of his hand. He looked back at her, his eyes open slightly.
"Why? Why not? You need a place to stay and sleep. I don't like to see people die when I can't help it." He smiled.
She blushed slightly and smiled. "Thank you." She replied quietly.
Gin sat on his bed, Rangiku laying on the other bed next to his.
"Do you live alone?" She asked, looking around at the run-down house of his. She saw the pillars weren't sturdy or clean. They were rotten and would fall within a few years.
"Yes. I've been alone since I got here." He said sadly. She looked over to him with sympathy.
"How long have you been here? I mean, how'd you die, and when?" She asked, her eyebrow cocked up high.
Gin sighed. "I died during birth. I lived on my own for a few years and didn't need food. But when I reached two in these long years, I needed food. So I got up and started fending of for myself." he explained.
"How old are you?" She asked, a little interested in this young man.
"About twelve on the outside. I'm over one hundred, though." He smiled. "I know it's rude to ask a woman's age, so I won't ask your's, but you look about my age." He guessed.
She blinked. He'd guessed right on the outside age. She was only about thirteen in real years. "Yeah...good guess." She looked back to the wall next to her and closed her eyes.
Gin woke up slowly and looked around. Only one new sight caught his eye; a girl with orange hair in a yellow kimono on his second bed. He looked surprised for a second, then remembered the previous day. He got out of bed and walked over to her.
"Rangiku...time to get up." He whispered to her. She groaned and opened her blue eyes to look into his barely open red eyes.
"G'morning!" She chimed and shot up. "How are you?" She asked with a sudden energy that blew Gin away.
"Eh...Fine...how are you?" He asked, trying not to seem perplexed. He shook his head and blinked.
"I'm fine, thanks! Are you hungry?" She asked tilting her head.
"Yeah, a little." He shrugged. He looked surprised when she started rummaging though his cabinets for food. She squealed when she found a bit of bread. "Got anything to toast this?" She asked, holding the loave lightly in her hand.
Gin got a fire going and put a small metal grill on two thick sticks and held out his hand to her.
She looked from his hand to him a couple times before getting the message. She placed the loave in his hand and he pulled a knife from his shirt and cut the bread into thick slices. He spread them out evenly on the grill and looked at her.
"Sit." He patted the spot next to him when he noticed she'd been standing for a while.
She looked nervous, but sat down next to him. "So...how's life here?" She asked.
"Boring." He replied grumpily. She grabbed his cheeks and pushed them into a smile.
"No frownin', okay?" She asked, leaving Gin red and confused. She ruffled his hair. "If you're sad, so will everyone else. And I don't want to be sad." She told him with a serious face. He looked stunned until she laughed. "Just kiddin'!" She smiled and patted his shoulder.
Gin looked around when he smell smoke. He turned to see the toast starting to burn.
"Aw, shit!" He groaned, picking the pieces up quickly. Rangiku smiled and took one from his hand and bit down on it, making a loud crunch. She smiled as she chewed it merrily. Gin looked in surprise at his piece. 'Is it good?' He wondered as he bit down slowly. He smiled as he tasted the crispy bread. He sat down next to her and they both munched on the toast.
