Hi guys, is there anyone reading this? LOL

In any case, this is how the story would go.

GinxRangiku would be every odd chapter.

GinxAizen would be every even chapter.

I know that it's weird to have Gin paired up with both Rangiku and Aizen.

However, it will eventually make sense in the end [hopefully]

So just tell me how u feel about it then.

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach nor any of the characters.

RED

RED

"Kill, Kamishini no Yari" as those words escaped my mouth I wondered if I would survive the day or not.

Killing captain Aizen?

Even though I have been scheming this for a little more than a century, still just the thought of it sent a chill down my spine.

He is, in the end, invincible after all.

But the hogyoku.

That little thing right there, now floating in midair at the place where his heart once located. I need to have it.

Without another thought, my hand reached out.

That dark orb which radiates a blindingly red light, even if it kills me, I must have it.

Whoosh.

And in one swoop it was in my palm. Sticky. I winced a little at how disgusting the blood-stained object felt.

Actually, I am not a fan of blood to begin with. Blood. That rusty smell which has now filling up the air, flaring my nostrils. That petrifying yet familiar scent. So familiar that it makes me sick. I have always detested it. Yet, as much as I hate it, my entire life is dyed in red.

'Cause in order to survive, in order to get to top, killing is a necessity.

"Gin.. What have you done…?" I still remember her feeble voice from that day. Her small frame was trembling violently at the sight of the corpse by my feet. Tears welling in her eyes. Oh, how much I hate her tears.

"Don't cry, Rangiku" I spoke in the warmest tone possible, extending my hand to wipe out those tears. However, my entire body also froze in that very same instance, when a realization hit me. My hand was completely cloaked in red fluid.

"I have decided," My hand dropped to the side, as I whirled around, walking away from her. "I've decided I'm going to become a shinigami. Become a Shinigami and change things. So that they'll end...without Rangiku having to cry."

"Gin…" Her little voice called out to me. "Please don't go"

And lost in that ball of crimson ray, memories of old times surged right back across my mind.

…

"What did you say?" I remembered that furious rage that soared through my entire system as I screamed to that fat kid on the ground.

It was so long ago. Long long ago that I have nearly forgotten.

"She was crying?" I was shrieking back then. My eyes wide opened. My body trembled with pure anger. "And you…. You son-of-a-bitch didn't do anything but watched!" I hit him hard with my fist, shattering parts of his jaw.

"L. me go… Ichimaru!" Fear was written all over his bruised face. "Ichimaru... . I'm sorriiii. Please. Let me go…" begged that trash

However, I could no longer hold back. Madness had already taken control of me. Without a second thought, I grabbed a piece of broken glass nearby. "Kid, don't!" I heard a voice behind me, but it was too late. The sharp object had already sliced through his throat.

Red was the only color I saw.

…

20 minutes before

"Fox-face. Fox-face. Hahahah."

"You stupid fox-face."

"Yah digging up the garbage to go feed that little girl of yours again?" I was searching through a dark alley for some food when a group of five big kids approached me.

The bully of this godforsaken district – District 64.

"Give me a break , will you?" I replied, trying my best not to get riled. Those kids were really annoying, for goodness sake, but I could not care less. She is probably up by now. I should hurry back before she starts worrying. She always cries when I left her alone. Oh God. And it has been over a decade already. Can't she just discard that habit of hers? As my mind drifted away with the thought, something brownish caught my eyes.

Dried persimmons.

I smiled at those objects hiding under a pile of broken glass. I kneed down, carefully picking out bits and pieces of it that seemed edible and stored them in the inner layer of my robe.

"But you know, fox-face." And here we go again. Why can't these kids just leave me alone? I thought in irritation.

"You shouldn't value that girl too much. She's dirty after all," and so said the big fat kid. Like I'll take it. "I just saw her messing around with some officers when I passed by your shack just now. They are probably going at it right now, you know. She was moaning like crazy when they touched her boobs. I bet she loves. Ouch!"

Without him finishing the sentence, I smacked that kid right in the face.

...

3 hours before

The sky was clearing little by little, allowing a dim ray of light to penetrate through the gap between the wood planks. The dawn was breaking.

As much as I hate waking up so early in the morning, I had no choice. I needed to go get us some food. With that thought, I forced myself to get up.

"Rangiku," I called out to a big blob which was supposed to be a girl in the corner of our rundown shack. " I would be out for a little while alright. I'll go fetch some food." I slipped in my usual sandals, stood up, readied to go outside.

"G…Gin…" But the voice that called my name stopped me dead on my path. Now that's weird. I whirled around. She never wakes up before sunrise. "Give me that persimmon… No. Give me that truck of persimmons. I want lots of persimmons" and I was nearly knocked out because of that remark. My. My. My dear lady is sleep talking.

"Hai. Hai." My lips curled up a little. Unconsciously, my legs brought myself to her side. I kneed down and stared at her. Now this is unlike me. But let alone that thought, her eyelashes are so long when I look up close. Her skin is so fair too. "Hmm.. Persimmon" and then she smiled the smile that I loved the most. The smile that could brighten up the whole world.

"Stay here and have a good dream until I come back alright, princess. Your loyal servant would surely bring you back persimmons," I said as I pressed my lips lightly on her forehead.

"Well.. See you then." I looked back at her one last time before leaving the house.

If only I knew what would happen after that, I would never leave her side.

If only I knew.

In front of me, the entire sky is dyed in blue, with only one single bright spot. Its color is genuinely scarlet.

-To be Continued-