The Love Monster
Bad Romance
Track 01

Matsumoto sat at her post, elbow on the desk and hand to cheek, scrolling through her text messages. Hitsugaya was on the edge of creating a rule not permit cellphone use during work, since the technology was adapted to daily use in the Soul Society.

Matsumoto kept scrolling and occasionally switching from her 'received' to her 'sent' messages, trying to analyze them. The first person to put their number in her phone was Gin, and he had even typed a little heart next to his name. How fucking ironic that heart was. I don't know what he wants from me. She frowned. Why does he keep starting fights with me?

"Your sarcasm carries over well in ... text ... form." Hitsugaya mumbled, from over her shoulder. Matsumoto jumped, and slapped the phone screen face down on the desk. "Hitsugaya-taichou! How long have you been reading over my shoulder like that?!"

"Long enough to know you don't have a very good relationship with Gin."

"You have a really good sense of humor, taichou. We're not in a relationship." She picked her phone back up and stared at her background photo, which happened to be Gin flexing a bicep.

"I didn't think he was a muscle man either."

She blushed. "You're so judgmental. Anyway Gin and I aren't like that, just close childhood friends."

Hitsugaya wandered back to his desk. "Are you telling me that or yourself?"

Matsumoto pouted. "You're mean."

A 5 second clip of her favorite song told her she had a text message. She opened it reluctantly.

It ain't good fer you to be with me.

Gin, I don't care what's good for me. You are good for me.

S'this cause of the other night?

Just that kiss, I want that again.

Ya like rough kisses don't ya?

Beside the point! I don't get what's wrong.

All I'll do is hurt ya.

You can hurt me all you want, I just want to have you.

"Matsumoto, turn off your ringer or your phone will meet my bankai."

"You don't like the Pussy Cat Dolls?"

Matsumoto's question was met with an icy stare. "Hehehe! Fine! It's off..." And then it vibrated instead.

Ran-chan ya won't be my first anything, ya know that right? N'how do ya know I don't have someone already?

Matsumoto laughed out loud, as a brief flashback of various lovers and past boyfriends danced across her mind. I'm out of firsts. And I thought you knew me better than that, another woman wouldn't be a problem for me.

So I get ta have a double girlfriend thing goin' on?

Not for long, I'll play dirty.

That's yer problem Ran-chan, your too hot-headed. Well, right now at least.

I don't know what's happening to me. I need your love and I know you want mine.

Ya know me too good.

I could have anybody in Soul Society, you know.

I know. But I've never been just anybody have I?

Matsumoto's eyes teared slightly. "I have to pee." She stood up and left without any response from her captain. She decided to walk for a bit, to clear her head. She didn't understand why Gin was being so difficult. He'd be there for the midnight makeout sessions but when it came to actually being together, she'd might as well forget about it. Matsumoto wasn't really paying attention to where she was walking, and was too zoned out to notice Kira's morning greeting as she passed him by. When there was no more hall to walk, she found herself standing in front of Gin's door. Maybe she had meant to go there, she wasn't sure. She decided to wing it.

She knocked quietly and weakly, half meaning to imitate Kira's demure way of asking for an audience.

"Whaddaya want Kira? I'm busy."

She slid open the door quietly and stepped in without making a noise. Gin, up to his eyebrows in paper work was honestly fooled in to thinking Kira was asking for something. He kept his face down in paperwork.

Matsumoto closed the door, barely making a noise, and made her way to his desk. Gin still hadn't looked up. She was still mad at him for being so hard to figure out, but when she saw his cellphone waiting patiently on the desk for her reply she couldn't help but cool off. However, not enough to resist making a scene. Using both hands, she slid all of the stacks of paper work off of his desk. Gin's eyes opened as her stared down at his now bare desk, with papers floating about him.

Matsumoto climbed on his desk with one knee and slid up to him on hands and knees.

"Much better than Kira!" He said, with a smirk.

"Shut up." She reached out and ran her fingers through the hair on the back of his head. She put their foreheads together. "How can you keep refusing me?"

"I'm not sure I can refuse ya Ran-chan..." he kissed her softly, "s'pecially with you in this position..." and then kissed her roughly.

Matsumoto loved the way this felt, this spontaneity. Also, she loved the odd feeling of passionately kissing the person she wanted to punch in the face moments before.

Gin parted their lips and bit down hard on her lower lip. He felt it was his kind way of telling her she could be infuriating. She could taste his revenge, and it was slightly metallic.

Their lips parted briefly, and Matsumoto attempted to speak while catching her breath. "I'm tired of us being flirty friends, I want you Gin. What's so hard about that?" She finished breathing out her words as she climbed off of the desk and in to his lap.

Gin was trying to catch his breath too, "it's complicated."

Matsumoto was satisfied for the moment, and decided not to spoil her hard earned fun with talk.

"Sir, sir! One of the recruits -" Kira flung open the door. "Gyahh oh goodness!" he covered his eyes. "Im so so sorry!" With that, Kira slammed shut the door and ran to another captain for help.

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, or any songs by Lady Gaga.

So, I've been listening to "The Fame Monster" nonstop in my car. The first song Bad Romance reminded me so much of GinRan I had to write something, so here you go. More chapters to come. Also, these chapters will all be relatively short. I hope you like them!