Heya, one shot. No plots, no themes, except some strong language and suggestive themes thus the rating M. I am very out of touch of writing and believe me this is one the few lucky ones that made it through. I apologize for grammatical mistakes in this in advance and also lack of surprises and poor ending. I actually have been so lazy that its unbelievable I still have the gall to post this, Tee hee!
The name has no significance and this is inspired in a way by "inner thoughtlessness of Matsumoto Rangiku" by janabananah, the latest chapter only but it is more of Hitsugaya's POV rather than Matsumoto
What else? If you have something nice to say, please review!
EDIT:
First of all!! THANKS A LOT for the lovely reviews and support, I didn't expect more than one review for this. My heartfelt Dhonyobaad ("Thanks" in my language) to Mercyonthesoul and Orismoris; and especially Havenoname,windstrail & drag-eart.
After getting a flame, Thanks a bunch Hokuto san! You do wonders for my ego, I decided to change few bits, like Onei to onee and replace the really offensive word to something else. Regarding grammatical errors and everything, that was already pre-warned and please if you dont like this fic, no offense to any one, dont comment.
RAIN & SUNSHINE
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It was a rainy day. It had been raining a lot for the past few days and it was still winter. The air saturated with moisture and condensed with the low temperature could only produce a fuzzy fog. And with the street lights on in the night, it seemed the dark night was strangely illuminated, almost like a miraculous phenomenon.
Hitsugaya did not hate rain. After all, water was one of his elements. He admired the beauty that this element could create and was oblivious, maybe by long term familiarity that his own beauty was actually quite similar to it.
The window of his office was open and despite the whooshing of the wind dispersing the rain droplets in all directions mercilessly drenching any one who was unfortunate to be caught outside, his open, glass less window did not let any moisture or wind enter, the cool temperature did permeate through but was less harsh and smelt of moist earth. The building was like a mountain and his office was protected by it.
It was 6pm in the evening, the whole building was empty, everyone had left, except for the captain of the ship. He had no idea where his best mate was, probably boozing or snoozing or whatever she did in such nostalgic or sentimental nights.
Rain made him moody. He always felt himself drawn into a contemplative state by the sight of it, sitting in the warm indoors, watching the water trickling down from the window shade.
He wondered whether it was Hyourinmaru's presence within him that made him so. It was during such nights that he felt calmer than usual, though he did not know why. He didn't know that his normally emerald eyes were shimmering like blue embers now, as he placed his chin on his palm and settled his elbow on the edge of the hand rest of his chair which was pulled towards the window.
He felt a bit empty as all the day's work had made him tired, so he wasn't actually thinking about anything. But the stagnancy of the scene in front of him, was making him strangely hungry. However, he couldn't be bothered to get up and look for food. He felt the pit of his stomach howl with hunger when a sudden wisp of warmth hit his nose.
The warmth grew and the smell of something edible clarified itself. He drew his breath as it suddenly hit him, this was manju, hot and freshly made, deliciously enticing.
He did not need to second guess what was the cause. How does she do that??
A sing song female voice behind him, sang" Ta-ii-chou", he turned around abruptly and saw his Lieutenant standing at the doorway, she was covered with a wet robe, indicative of the fact that, she had traipsed through the rain to come here. She shielded a covered basket with a towel and herself, and the rain dripped down from her outer robe as she placed the precious basket on the table carefully. He turned his chair and got up to take the robe off her as she shook her kimono and hair to dry off some drops that had seeped through her cover. He understood this was why she left early that evening. Not to drink, not to sleep, not to hang around with others, but to bake.
It was a natural habit of his to take off her robe and leave it somewhere, a gentleman's etiquette you see. But today, tonight, in the dimly lit room, the sight of her shaking her hair and clothes even with her back to him made him stare and he felt...what he could only describe as hunger.
Matsumoto turned and looked at him with a smile, that made her clear blue eyes glisten with energy. She begun," Mou-o Taichou, what are you still doing here? I went all around SS looking for you like an idiot with this heavy basket. It 's amazing that the manju haven't gotten cold. And lo, where are you? In the office! Honestly, Taichou, if you wanted to live in the office, you should have given your quarters to me, and...what happened?", her expression turned from a lively one to a perplexed one in one second at which Hitsugaya felt like laughing.
How very changeable was she, one minute she was happy, the next minute she turned confused. Her expressive face turned her already vivacious beauty into something so unique, that made Hitsugaya time and time again feel, he lived with the most beautiful & interesting creature he would ever see.
Never, when they had first met, had he dreamt, he would meet her again, and that too as a subordinate, he never even thought they would have a common topic to discuss let alone be the best of friends.
He was born practical and grew practical and had kept his affections to someone he thought was within his reach. Now, after all these years, all those times of desperation, wrought-up loneliness and unspoken rejection, he thanked his stars that someone like Matsumoto was still with him, though he felt something missing in between them …..at times...
... the times when he stalled himself and exercised all the self control he could muster to not go beyond...beyond what? what more could he possibly expect from his best friend who he knew was touchy on certain matters ---as she had many times complained, she found it difficult to be close friends with men, as no matter who it was, they fell for her sooner or later and she found it downright irritating.
No, he could not do that, he would not commit the mistake of falling in love with a woman who needed a friend, a very good friend, a friend that would stick with her through thick and thin and never view her as a woman but as a good soul. She had said, I was never supposed to love, Gin never asked me to, and I never stopped to think. Now that I am older, I know better. Some people are never meant to be in love, they just exist and I am one of them.
"Hello-o! Earth to Taichou?? Someone in there?"
Hitsugaya took a step back as her face came dangerously close, though she had to tip toe to look into his glazed eyes.
"Matsumoto!Don't suddenly ...do that!"
Matsumoto tilted her head with a big question mark in her eyes, "What suddenly? You were looking at me all along, what's up with you?", she blew her mouth and despite her delicate features, her face made a comical look. This woman had no qualms or restrains on pulling faces, who would believe she was older than him?, he almost shrugged his shoulders in resignation, so unladylike!
Her eyes, suddenly popped up in realization," Oh! Taichou! Hurry, you should have the manjus, they will get cold! Hurry, hurry", she drew his sleeve and seated him and brought the basket in front of him. Slight steam bellowed as she removed the covering," aww! Look they have gotten cold, honestly, Taichou, you shouldnt always dilly dally like an old man, its not only work that needs speed, here you go, here's one warm one, say Aaa"
Hitsugaya almost choked as Matsumoto like a fussy hen mother, force fed him the manjus one after the other, "Maf-fu-mo-fo!!"(MATSUMOTO!!),he roared through the gaps in his mouths with indignation.
"E-yo,E-yo, That's my boy! Make Onee-san happy", she happily coaxed him.
Hitsugaya froze at the last sentence and then gulped the whole lot down.
Then he choked and beat his chest to counter it, Matsumoto became concerned and stood behind his back and rubbed it.
"Ah! I am still alive", he let out a breath of relief as the manjus finally went down his food pipe. Matsumoto cheered at the success of her work disappearing," Ah! Taichou, wasnt that good? Onee-san's buns ar-"
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?"
There was a momentary silence where Matsumoto drew back at how loud and angry her superior sounded. The atmosphere had instantly changed.
Hitsugaya was seething in a sudden indignation that made her think whether she put something wrong in the buns. She searched her mind, but she didn't remember putting sake or the like in them, then why was Hitsugaya…so weird, maybe she should apologize.
The silence made Matsumoto also aware, it wasn't drizzling any more, it was beating down. She didn't know why she felt a little panicky at the notion of an enraged Hitsugaya and being trapped in the building alone with him in the heavy rain.
Calm down, she cajoled herself, I have handled stronger men, in drunkenness , and I didn't realize sweet bean paste was intoxicating so as a mental note for the future, no more manjus for Captain.
"Now, now, Taichou! Calm down, it is better to rest after a good meal, you must be really full and tired now.", she sweet talked him with a beguiling smile on her face.
Hitsugaya took one look at her and deciphered that she misunderstood him, it was like beating against a wall, if he continued his outburst so he settled down and begged his indignation to follow him, "Matsumoto, why did you say that?"
"Say what?"
"Calling yourself that, why?"
Matsumoto finally understood him," Oh! You mean, Onee-san ?(Hitsugaya grimaced but Matsumoto somehow missed that) Well, I guess I am going through a phase now."
Hitsugaya crumpled his face in annoyance and disbelief as he faced her," phase?"
Matsumoto nodded her head," I dunno, you know, you may not believe it, I think,…………I feel…" she had brought her chair to him, turned it around, and placed herself on it, parting her legs and resting her arms and chin on the back rest.," …I want…..no, you will laugh!"
Hitsugaya even watching his lieutenant behaving so ridiculously, like a child about to share a much kept secret, didn't feel amused. He had a feeling, she would say something absurd once again and prayed that he could keep his temper in check.
"No I will not, what is it?", he rested his forehead on his hand and closed his eyes in submission to whatever this woman could offer to rattle him.
"…I…always liked children.", she slowly, almost bashfully confessed.
". . ."
"….And today, someone told me, that I had seen you grow up, so I am almost like a foster-"
"WAIT!", Hitsugaya's skin crawled as he could stand no more," let me get this straight. You see yourself as my-"
Matsumoto nodded happily lifting her head off the chair and started, " onee-" "DON'T SAY IT!" , Hitsugaya thundered. He was definitely going to get a head ache now," ..and you see me as your.."
She continued, "Oto-t-"
"STOP!!!", He ordered.
What was wrong with today? It started off okay, ended almost okay. He was almost satisfied with today's turn of events but Matsumoto had to spoil it.
It was cold outside, rainy too, and yet he could sit with the woman of his…….heck! all the straight men in seireitei's dreams and have her hand made Manjus all to himself but then she seals their relationship with that one word.
The aggravation! ….so this was all that there was to it, wasn't it? He concluded.
Matsumoto
Hmm?
Go back home.
Wha-why?
Just go back!
Matsumoto utmostly puzzled at what she did got off her chair and came towards her captain. Hitsugaya extremely annoyedly thought, she overacts a lot but then held his breath as she suddenly bended down in front of him, and shifted his hair from his face in concern.
" Taichou, what's with yo-"
"Don't do that!!", Hitsugaya hissed not looking at her, sitting stiff on his chair.
Matsumoto not daunted by his tone, smiled mischievously, ".HmPH! Otherwise, what will you do?"
Hitsugaya swung his head to catch her gaze within a few centimetres distance, "I swear to God I will ravage you."
He noted Matsumoto draw a sharp intake of breath as his breath as his words hit her. She looked into his eyes for a moment before she lowered her eyes. Coward!!!
Hitsugaya's doubts and hesitations of so long had disappeared with Matsumoto's almost taunting declaration of their impossible relationship. He had never realized that he had always harboured a hope with the ambiguity of their friendship that somehow, Matsumoto would realize, would stop acting, would stop being wilfully blind of something that was between them , or fated to happen between them since the moment they met or maybe it was just him only. He never had before realized, he never did really mean to settle down as her mere 'best friend.'
It had been too long since it all had began and his defences were eroding fast.
Maybe it was now time to decide.
Matsumoto's mouth went dry. The silence between them seem the sound of rain outside all the more louder.
Hitsugaya caught Matsumoto's suspended hand and put it by her side, "Go home, Matsumoto."
He got up and left her kneeling where she was.
Sensing her not budging from her place, he facing away, calmly spoke to her, " Don't pretend you never knew it."
His tone sounded deep enough to reverberate in the deserted building.
" If you have no more tricks to play then kindly leave.", he hated the fact that he was almost sulking down an obvious rejection, he turned his voice a tone kinder, " It would be easier for both of us… now."
Matsumoto stood up and walked towards the 10th division captain, " Matsumoto, I don't have the-OUCH!!" He whelped in surprise and pain as Matsumoto suddenly reached from behind his back and tweaked his nipples from above his clothes. Hitsugaya jumped away and guarded his chest in alarm.
A weird smile was pasted on Matsumoto's face, "well, what do you know? They really do hurt, don't they? I guess Yumichika has his usefulness."
Hitsugaya massaged his chest and shot back, " What the Fuck were you doing?"
Matsumoto's calmness unnerved him somewhat, Hitsugaya began to think he was misunderstanding something here, Matsumoto replied back placidly, " A little punishment for all the heartache you caused, that was long due."
Hitsugaya irritated rambled, " That's a tough way to treat someone who caused you……waitaminit, -", Hitsugaya swivelled around facing Matsumoto, " What just happened here?"
Matsumoto's eyes twinkled and she cleared her throat, assumed a stance very reminiscent of the ice captain, folded her arms and paced around in a scolding teacher like fashion, " I believe – the Juuban tai Taichou just threatened to commit a very potentially grievous offense of sexual nature towards his unsuspecting and innocent but drop dead gorgeous Juuban tai Fukutaichou. A very grave matter ( Tch ! Tch!) – I am afraid that it doesn't look like he can escape severe penalty!!", she shot a finger up and peered at him above ghost spectacles.
Hitsugaya's face broke into a smile fighting to become a grin, but he collected himself, leaned on the wall behind him, copied his own posture of folded arms, and gave an almost lazy tone to his voice, " hmm! Juuban tai taichou is in such trouble, what is he to do? Can the unsuspecting and innocent but drop dead gorgeous Juuban tai Fukutaichou suggest any solution how to get out of this? "
Matsumoto held her chin and thoughtfully replied, " there's a way out of this…its-", she looked back again him pointedly through her ghost specs and commanded like a judge giving out punishment, " 2 days of paperwork free days and a date this Saturday!!"
Hitsugaya almost laughed at how less time she tried to wheedle out considering his position, he knew how considerate she was being anyway, he stood up.
" Uhuh! That's not too bad, indeed it isn't very bad at all, in fact, I could do with more punishment .." and advanced towards her drawing himself to his full height as she backed off to the wall on the opposite side, and finally, as he rested his arm above her head, on the wall, towering over her head, Matsumoto was pressing her back against the wall, he could see her partially exposed bosom heaving up and down, very, very inviting as were the glisten of her lip gel, and the soft aroma of flowers of her perfume, and those eyes that looked like an exotic cat the way she eyed him, "…in fact, how about 7 days of no paperwork for making you unable to walk tomorrow…… deal?"
Matsumoto bit her luscious lower lip with her white teeth whose evenness showed up even in the sparse light, and tilted her head to a side, seductively gazing at the tall captain, not breaking eye contact but definitely as a playful kitty cat, " Lord Hitsugaya, you ask for too high a service for such a small price, I cant settle for less than..", Hitsugaya's breath hitched as she lifted a slender shapely leg to nudge between his legs, "…a lifetime of ….perks! …"
Hitsugaya's mind started to cloud, this woman oozing sexuality was maddening by itself but when she made special effort to seduce him, it was almost too painful to control himself, but he bided himself for a promise.
He knew he would never stop obsessing over her, but for once he wanted her to acknowledge …..something that could prove…ensure that she would remain his forever.
Its just the beginning, its not important now, better later, but no, he just wanted to know, that this pain in his heart at seeing her, loving her, desiring her, knowing that she could be his just this minute, was something she shared too.
"That depends-", he wheezed as he grabbed her by the waist, and after momentarily marvelling how slender it was, he whispered in her ear, "…if .. you are willing to give your lifetime.. to me!?", he held her nowhere else but by her waist, while his breath whistled in her hair and ear and his other arm supported his body as he leant over her.
After a moment or so, not receiving a reply, he called, " Matsumoto-"
No answer.
He called again as he turned her to face him, " Rangi-"
" Don't look!", her tremulous voice forbade him. He half turned his head over his shoulder to see droplets from her eyes falling on his sleeve.
Looking at that, he understood. He hugged her tightly, this time with both hands, and as tenderly as a baby, as warmly as his feelings. Why was this so sweet and so painful?
There were supposed to be sexed up but suddenly, he couldn't bear to …hurt her, but he wanted to…become more intimate with her, he had been waiting for this so long.
" I thought I would never ever hear these words from you.", she whispered as she rested her head on his shoulder.
He replied, " why is this so surprising to you? "
She pulled apart and looked at him at the face, " Because!! …Master Lord of Ice was once busy having eyes for a certain brunette and would not look at me no matter what! "
" You should talk, you liked a wily fox. Even middle aged women of the onsen association have better taste in men than you!"
" Gin was okay, he did-"
" ENOUGH!" , he clamped her mouth with a hand and eyed her indignant blue orbs, " that was then! Now, these lips should say my name only! And listen woman, I don't intend to let you sleep tonite or the next few nights, so be sure to work hard! "
He suddenly lifted her off on his shoulder to Matsumoto's intense embarrassment though no one was around. His growth spurt during the last few years was so handy that he could barely wait to explore its wonders with Matsumoto Rangiku.
"Itadakimasu"
The rain had subsided, and sunshine had already started breaking through the smoky night.
;P …..No flames please!!!
