Hm. Very short for me xD –not used to writing these things- The title of the fic will end up being explained in the very final one shot…whenever that is. I'd like to point out that none of these will be chronological.
Hooray for the attack of the fluffiness:P
Reward Enough- GinRan
Their house was small, rundown, freezing in the winter, and blistering hot in the summer. But being two children from Rukongai, having a place to stay, just the two of them, was the jackpot of luck. No one ever tried to take it from them, even if they could find it. Gin was the kind of boy clever enough to find just the perfect location. Nestled in a small grassy field surrounded by nothing but trees, it took a real explorer to stumble upon it.
Rangiku loved the house because to her, it was the in most beautiful place on earth. She could walk to a stream and swim, catch fish, or discover shiny pebbles on the sandy bottom. She could endlessly chase butterflies, pick flowers, or climb a tree. They were all things she had never done or seen before Gin had come. It just added to the pile of things she owed him for. A growing pile Rangiku was becoming painfully aware of.
Not only did he save her life, an unpayable debt alone, but he gave her this home and was her friend. He protected for her, provided for her, risked his life to steal for her, leaving her home just to…play. While attempting to do housework one day, she suddenly realized that something had to be done, before it ate her completely from the inside out. Yet as hard as she tried, she really couldn't think of a thing to do for him.
When Gin came home, he found her sitting at the table, eyes glued downwards and mouth stuck in a frown.
"What's tha' matter, Rangiku?" he asked. It bothered him to not see her so…peppy like she usually was. When she looked up at him her lip trembled slightly and tears began to gather in the corner of her eyes.
"I don't get why you're doing this for such a horrible person like me!" she blurted, eyes wide and swimming with sadness and confusion.
"What d'ya mean?" His smile drooped, tight and straight in worry.
"You do everything in the world for me, but I don't return any of it! How am I supposed to live with myself that way, Gin? You can't expect me to be a pampered princess! What about you? How is that fair to you?" A tear rolled down a perfect porcelain cheek. Even when crying, she was beautiful, he noticed.
"Hm. Well," he rested his chin on his long-fingered hand, "Ya smile n' laugh, which makes me feel good when I come home an' some guy gave me a' hard time. Ya' make sure no one comes n' takes the house when I'm out gettin' stuff for us. Ya' tell me stories when I'm bored n' ya keep me company at night n' stuff. Ya' also make pretty good food, too," he was grinning again, turning something meaningful into something playful, like always.
She sniffled. "But that's not even worth acknowledging! The stuff you do is so much more…useful! I don't put my life on the line to tell you stories!"
He thought for a moment, then brushed strand of her short hair out of her face and opened his eyes to look into hers- something he did in those rare moments when Gin was dead serious. It made her stop and stare back. Rangiku loved to see his eyes.
"Your comp'ny is reward 'nough, Ran-chan. Your comp'ny is reward 'nough"
