I am a very, very perverted person, and a very mature and corny fanfic had been roaming around in my mind for quite sometime.

The warnings here (besides explicit descriptions of sex, swearing, bad language) are that many characters are very OOC. I wanted to make a love story with known characters. The plot line is not very innovative, nonetheless, this was made to get rid of the basic, simplistic core of the story that has bothered me trying to get out for quite sometime. I blame it on NesieGG who wrote wonderful Matsumoto related fics. Thanks for all the reviews of my past stories.

Yes, you will find some similarities with other fanfics, some of these are coincidences, some are deliberately taken, which is why I was so hesitant to post this. However, fanfics are for everyone to enjoy. I don't mind if anyone, would like to finish or change the plot of this a bit, if they want. I acknowledge this story is based on or inspired from mayonakanotaiyou's Chrysanthemums and Peaches and NessieGG's Glimpsing Elysium and Real Time.

This story is hitsumatsu to begin with but they might not end up with each other. ….or might, dunno. I still haven't finished it yet.

Finally, please forgive my poor language skills in English, I have also avoided the use of Japanese almost completely with so many people pointing out that. Please bear in mind, Hitsugaya is as tall as Ichigo here.

2 MONTHS INTO POST ARRANCAR PERIOD.

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Destitute

Chapter 1: Unexpected development

Matsumoto Rangiku bit her lower lip in dejection. She had reason to while watching the scene unfolding in the background, as she hid in the shadows of the wall by the window, she was trying to contain the surging resentment within her.

"How had this mess begun?", she thought.

But whatever it was, she knew, she herself was in fault. With her intrinsic hateful characteristic of being the restless, impulsive one, she had eradicated the possibility of one beautiful and precious friendship that could have been the singular support and hope of a feasible normal life.

She brushed the single tear that ran down her cheek as she pressed her back to the wall in the darkness, and wondered how ironically sad this individual salty droplet was compared to the happy ones that Hinamori shed as she clasped both her hands on her mouth, deliriously happy while looking at Hitsugaya who looked so…… unusual as his face displayed the sublime emotion of vulnerable gladness.

She could not see his face but she assumed that it was so, as it was reflected in the face of the person looking at him.

Two years….it took two years for the soul society to get rid of the troublemaking Espada and the absconding traitorous trio. Peace had ensued and it had been just 2 months into the post-war period.

During these two months, Hitsugaya never failed at his self-sworn duty to never leave Hinamori alone. It took just two months to replace Aizen completely in Hinamori's heart and Matsumoto herself lauded the dedication of her captain in love. She would have whole heartedly supported the couple if only……….if only, she herself were not caught up in the middle…………somehow

Funnily enough, she herself did not even consider the possibility she would fall for her boy-captain. It started or rather the initiation might have been because of one reckless thoughtless night.

An imprudent act that she knew she triggered. It was a moment of weakness…………..for both of them. And in retrospect, she wondered how could she have started it without being inebriated…………..but she was intoxicated…in pain and helplessness.

The reasons that had instigated it were wrong to begin with but their mutual loneliness countered with their mutual presence when no one was around was the perfect situation.

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Next Chapter: Unforgettable Night Part 1.