Warnings: References to violence and sexuality, as well as spoilers for chapter 336 of the manga.
Notes: This is my second Bleach fic and my first Shuuhei/Rangiku fic, so I hope I'm ok on characterization. Also, this piece is written in second person, which I don't usually write in. Not to mention it's un-beta'd and written at midnight…(Therefore all mistakes are mine.)
Disclaimer: Still KT's sandbox. *pouts*
You've always wanted to see her gasping and sweating with her bosom heaving beneath you, but not like this. You want to see her face filled with pleasure and hear her gasp your name over and over. You don't, however, want to see her pained and gasping for breath with a chunk of her abdomen gone.
So you rush over and stand in front of her (like you have in some of your fantasies), weapon out to protect her. Your heart pounds, despite the fact that you're a warrior, because this fight matters just a bit more—not only because you want to prove that you're still capable even after your captain defected, but because this fight is for her and if that beast gets through you, it'll get to her.
You tell Hinamori-fukutaichou that you (and Kira) will take it from there and hope that you can (because she's counting on you).