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Complicated
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Chapter One: Beginning
"How's she doing?"
Toushiro didn't reply at first, a rare gleam lighting up his teal eyes. He let the question hang in the air, heavy and full of insight. It was cold out today, just the way he liked it. The sky was a dark hue of midnight blue, no bright, abundance of stars in the sky. A cool gust of air blew, blowing his snow-white tresses around his face while his robes whipped around him loudly. Over the years he had grown more mature and handsome, filling out his premature figure. His jaw line had grown more acute, and his eyes more sharp. He had gotten a little taller, his muscles becoming more prominent beneath his robes.
Randomly he frowned; the gleam once in his eyes, diminishing. Creases formed between his eyebrows as his eyes soon, grew as dark as the poising night. He leaned forward and put his elbows on his knees, turning his hands towards his face, so he could see his pasty flesh. Pain became evident in his eyes and his frown deepened.
"Good." He turned to look over at Matsumouto Rangiku, who had an unusually serious look in her face. Her wavy, copper hair shone in the dark as the moon's eerie glow feel upon her. She pursed her lips and sat next to her captain, worried and curious.
"Taichou…" she said in a reserved, hushed tone so he couldn't hear. She cocked her head to the side and put a warm, comforting hand on his shoulder. He automatically tensed. "Head Captain Yamamoto…" she trailed off, biting her lip and taking in a sharp intake of breath. Toushiro flicked a cold gaze her way. "He's noticing your constant disappearances to the human world. He's suspicious."
Toushiro's eyes widened a fraction of an inch. "How…?"
Rangiku pulled her hand away hesitantly, and brought it to her overly, exposed large chest. She watched her captain's eyes grow with more pain, and cold, distraught bitterness. When she nodded a little he finally understood. His scowl deepened, and he turned away from her, hoping she wouldn't catch the raw vulnerability in his eyes.
"I know you care about her Taichou," she whispered quietly. He remained silent. "But what you're playing at…that's a dangerous game."
"I know," he answered shortly, glancing up at the moon, a smirk starting to play over his lips. "The thing is, Matsumouto, I understand I can't deep doing this. I'm jeopardizing my rank as a captain, and as a dutiful leader of Soul Society. I've mentioned this to Hinamori, but I'll say this to you as well."
"What, Hitsuguya-taichou?" Rangiku asked curiously.
He glanced back at her, his tone more serious this time. A rare softness in his eyes occurred and he smiled a little, which was odd yet nice for the vice-captain. "I think…I think I want to ask Karin to marry me."
"Eh?"
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Karin laughed loudly and put her arms behind her head as she walked home; a habit she still kept, ever since she was a small kid. Her shoulder length, silky, ebony hair flew behind her as the wind blew a warm breeze. It was late afternoon, the sky made up of peach, pink, and yellow colors woven together, creating a beautiful sunset. Eggshell white clouds drifted lazily in the sky while birds spread their glorious wings, soaring high into the sky.
She closed her eyes peacefully, her long black lashes brushing the top of her rosy cheekbones. When she opened her eyes again, they were full of unbridled joy.
People walked by her in the streets, loving the bright, blessed day upon them. Karin had just gotten back from her brother's house. He didn't live that far away, still living in Karakura town, yet giving up his Shinigami duties. He was now married to Orihime, who was pregnant with their second child. Rukia still visited, sometimes accompanied by Renji; they had been dating for a little while now. It seems that life had gone for a comfortable pace, for everyone, including Karin.
When she got to her apartment, she put her hand on the brass door and opened it, walking in while turning the light switch on. Her eyes scanned around the room contently, her eyes half-lidded and drowsy. Then she yawned and pulled off her jacket, chucking it to the living room couch. Grinning, she walked over to the couch, falling against it with heavy impact. Her hair and body were sprawled sloppily, on the surface of the couch. Soon, the exhaustion began to fall over her and her body and mind grew heavy. Just as her eyes closed peacefully she heard a voice say,
"Hey."
Karin's eyes fluttered open in recognition and she hoisted herself upright with her elbows wearily. Her gaze that had once been blurred cleared and she rubbed her eyes, blinking a little. Looking ahead of where she was, there was Toushiro smirking down at her. He was leaning against the wall suavely, that crooked smirk falling upon his cold, pink lips. His teal blue eyes still looked cold, but held warmth that was only visible to her. The dim lights of her dwelling shone upon him gracefully, washing over his well-muscled features. He wasn't wearing his Shinigami robes, but rather tight-fit jeans and a tight shirt, clinging in the right places.
He began to saunter over to her slowly, a familiar scowl gracing his features once again, although the warmth didn't leave his eyes. His thumb hooked to his belt loop, and he got right in front of her on the couch, leaning towards her with a raised brow. The thin air between them was nice and comfortable while the house was deadly quiet. Their close proximities didn't go unnoticed by either individuals, but none of them let them show they were affected by it.
"Get up Karin," he said seriously, his scowl deepening although she knew he was teasing her slightly. "You fall asleep after work? Tch."
Karin smirked and crossed her arms over her chest smugly. "I actually visited Ichi-nii and Orihime-chan. Besides, what's that supposed to mean shorty?"
"Nothing."
"Again," she sighed with a deeper smirk. "Those same one word answers get a little dry afterwards."
"So."
"So what?" she asked.
"What's your point dumb dumb?" Toushiro smirked mischievously.
"You idiot." Karin peeled herself off her couch and smiled a little this time, reaching out a hand and rubbing his white locks. His scowl deepened. "Although," she smiled, looking him in the eyes, with all amusement gone, replaced with the same warmth as his. "It's nice to see you Toushiro."
He smirked a little, and reached out his arms, wrapping them firmly around her waist, bringing her slim body towards hers. She flushed a little and his smirk widened. Then he leaned his head close to hers, his cold breath tickling her ears. "You're the shorter one now Karin," he whispered with a chuckle.
Karin laughed. Then he cleared his throat, and all seriousness crept back onto his face. "The thing is Karin," he said professionally, pulling away little so he could look into her dark, depths. "I came here to ask you something. I don't have much time."
She smirked. "Ahhh, Hitsuguya-taichou sneaking away…that's something for sure," she laughed.
He frowned. "Matsumoto is covering for me so it's fine."
Karin searched his eyes and found he was being truly serious. "What did you need to ask me?" she asked, reaching up a hand and playing with the lock of snow-white hair, falling over his forehead. When she pulled her hand away, one of his hands took into his and he caressed it softly, the intensity of his gaze focused on her hand.
"Toushiro…?" she asked worriedly, frowning slightly. "What's wrong?"
He shook his head dismissively. "Nothing." The raw, intensity of his gaze rose and met her eyes confidently. She gulped. "Head Captain Yamamoto's realized my disappearances…even after all that Matsumoto has done," he informed seriously.
She fixed his with a hard gaze, although her heart was beating insanely fast. "What does this mean Toushiro?"
He smiled sadly, and continued to rub her hand with his thumb, running it over the soft, whit skin. "There is a solution though," he explained, his eyes softening while a smirk threatened to cross his lips once again. His lips twitched and finally, he succumbed.
"What is it?" she asked softly.
"Marry me."
Then it became silent. Her eyes widened in surprise and she raised a brow, starting to feel irritated and angry. He couldn't be serious…Then a huge gust of wind blew against her apartment, blowing the dark blinds on her window.
"Toushiro, are you serious?" Karin asked skeptically.
"Yes."
"How will this work?" she asked.
"We'll figure it out together," he promised sincerely.
"You can dummy. You're the captain anyway," she smirked.
"So what's your answer?"
"It's…yes."
"Great."
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A/N: So...how was it? Should I continue or not? I guess it's up to you guys...hope you liked it!
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Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, or any of the characters