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Chapter 1

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Rangiku sat quietly in the snowy field. The snowflakes adorned her caramel hair and glittered, jewels of ice. She tilted her head back and felt the falling snow kiss her cheeks. She closed her purple flecked gray eyes. Her hair caressed her face and arms. And there in that field memories unfolded.

(Past)

The icy shadows swirled around them. A boy wearing too-large black robes walked ahead. His face spotted with blood, his feet leaving indents in the snow. A girl with caramel hair and wide, scared eyes ran after him.

"Gin! Where have you been? Where are you going?" She asked, frantically. "Is that a shinigami's shihakusho?! Why do you have it?"

The boy stopped and his words caused her to freeze.

"Rangiku, I've decided." He said, firmly and turned his head slightly to look at her. "I'm going to become a shinigami, so you won't have to cry anymore.

Then he walked into the night and the snow covered all traces of him. As if he was never there.

She sighed and dropped onto her back. Icy, blue-black skies stared back at her. It had already been 15 years since he had died. But she could still hear his voice, could still feel his touch.

Gin…

Slowly, she raised her hand above her, as if reaching for his hand. The hand that people had called cold, but she had found warm. She reached as if she could feel the security of him this way. She couldn't.

A thought formed in her head and tears sprung forth.

He's gone.

He always did this. Never leaving anything behind, so she couldn't grieve too much over him. She hated and loved that about him.

Sighing, she stood up. Today marked the 15th year since he had passed. She turned and was about to stride away when she heard an all too familiar voice call out.

"Going so soon?"

She whirled around.

That's impossible. It can't be!

But there he was. Silver hair glinting in the moonlight, the same mischievous grin…

Gin…..

She froze in place, not daring to break the silence. Not daring to break what must be an illusion.

But of course, Gin did. He strode, purposefully to her, until he loomed over her.

The tears that had stopped before came into her eyes again.

"This isn't real, you're dead!" Her anguished, yet hopeful cry broke the silence.

"Was dead." He emphasized on the 'was'. "I'm alive now though."

"B-b-but." Rangiku stammered and Gin smirked, watching as she gaped at him, flabbergasted.

"I'll prove it to you." He murmured and then he kissed her, gently.

It was sweet, and passionate, yet gentle at the same time. Like he was afraid he'd break her. He cupped her cheek and wrapped his other arm around her.

At first, she could only register shock. But then, she leaned into the kiss, her need erupting inside her. She put her arms behind his neck, slowly and gingerly, afraid that it would only be a dream.

But a dream couldn't make her feel the same.

Gin, carefully, pushed her back. She gasped and gulped in some air. He looked down at her.

"Did that convince you?"

She nodded before she fainted in his arms.

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