"Ah… I honestly don't know why you're here." Gin smiled as always, but it was a sad smile.
He walked 3 steps towards Rangiku and closed the gap between them. Rangiku could feel Gin's cold breath on her forehead. Gently, Gin placed his hand over Rangiku's heart, which was beating rapidly.
Startled, a thousand thoughts swirled in her head.
Is he sorry?
Do I forgive him?
Why would I forgive him?
Isn't he loyal to Aizen?
He wasn't loyal to me.
And then, a silent, forbidden thought that was barely a whisper in the back of her head.
Does he love me?
…and do I love him?
Gin's sad smile curved up into a spine-chilling grimace as he pointed his zanpakuto at Rangiku's neck.
"You're in the way," He said, still in his sweet, sing-song tone of voice, just as always.
Hurting her, just as always.