Summary: Why can't Nova come out of his gigai
Summary: Why can't Nova come out of his gigai? When he goes to see Urahara, after almost getting killed by a weak hollow, about his defective gigai, he learns something that may change his little modified life forever. What happens when a mod soul becomes more than just a mod soul?
Pairing: NovaxRangiku Motsumoto
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or any of its characters. Though, I do own Nova's cute little green heart
Note: For those who may be confused, his name is Nova, not Noba. The only reason it's pronounced with a "b" in the Japanese version is because "b"s and "v"s sound alike. If you call Nova, Noba, then you should also call Lirin, Ririn, because that's how it's pronounced in the Japanese version. See where I'm getting at? Ririn isn't her name, and Noba isn't his.
VacantEyes: Nova/Rangiku is one of my favorite pairings. I have others, but I don't feel like I know the characters enough to write them. I also like Rangiku/Histugiya,
Aries With Scythe: Glad you like it! It's been a while since I've written anything, so my writing skills aren't all that good anymore. I'll work hard to better myself. If you have any suggestions, please feel free to critique.
Meng-4-2: You betcha! I've been looking for a story about giving Nova a chance at love, but I think I found one, but it was short, so I decided that I'd do it! (On a mission, lol)
EmoLollipop: You ain't seen nothin' yet, luv. n.n
"He's human."
It was a moment before Renji stepped forward from the group, "You mean, like, his gigai is ok? It hasn't been turned into something? Because, you know, that was kind of obvious." He gave a cocky grin.
Yoruichi sat down, pulling her right knee to her chest, "His gigai is no longer a gigai. He's flesh and blood, body and spirit." There were some noises of people trying to come up with words to say, but no one was able to. Together, they peaked around Yoruichi and Urahara to see how Nova was reacting. It didn't take very long for Nova to realize this and pull the blanket over his face.
Urahara tapped his cane on the floor to get everyone's attention, "Look. I have to contact Soul Society now and I have to keep Nova for observation. I suggest everyone goes wherever they are needed… like school." The students in the room mumbled their displeasure at the word.
"I would like to stay." Chad stood, his eyes diverted, "I feel responsible for… whatever this is."
"I'll stay, as well." Motsumoto stood, straightening her school uniform, "It's not like I have to worry about graduating." She gave a charming smile.
With a exasperated sigh, Urahara straightened his bucket hat and shrugged, "Can't be helped then. The rest of you, get going. Lirin and Claude will also stay here for now."
After a few words of support to Nova, the group left, Nova fell asleep, and the shop became curiously quiet. Chad sat outside the backroom, the door cracked open so he could look in every now and then without disturbing his friend. If anything happened, he wanted to be ready to help. The other two mod souls were nowhere to be seen, probably bickering somewhere outside. Inside the room, Rangiku sat near Nova's head, a magazine in hand. All was quiet until…
Grrubblmmmgggrrhhh…
As the sound reverberated around the room, Nova's face, half covered by the blanket, twisted in discomfort, and his green eyes opened slowly. His eyes adjusted to the light and he looked around the room. This wasn't Chad's room. The scene from earlier played in his head again, reminding him of his current predicament, and the dark skinned woman's words echoed in his head.
He's human…
Obviously, the words hadn't sunk in yet. He didn't know whether he should be worried, happy, or what. Again, the strange noise came from his midsection. He rubbed the area, pulling up the blanket to see if anything was amiss.
Suddenly, a face appeared above him, though, it was much more than just a face in his sight. Her caramel hair slipped from her shoulder's hanging in his face, framing her large chest, "So that was you! I was beginning to wonder where that awful noise was coming from." She giggled sweetly, attempting to make a joke.
"Ah, M-Motsumoto-san." He said softly, muffled slightly by the blanket. Her body was more enticing than it ever had been.
Catching himself staring, he averted his eyes and pulled the blanket up to his forehead, having no mask to zip, "Oh no you don't!" She grabbed his hands, pushing them back down to get a good look at his reddening face.
Nova clenched his eyes shut and turned his head away, only making his position cuter for the charming soul reaper. He didn't want anyone to see him like this! … Especially not her. Realizing the embarrassing position she held, Rangiku shifted so she was at his side instead of at his head, "I'm sorry," She cooed cutely, "You're still recovering, so I shouldn't tease you."
The door opened slightly, revealing a concerned Chad, "Is he awake?" Rangiku nodded and fanned him away with her hand.
"Sado-kun, would you mind getting some food from the grocery store? Urahara's refrigerator looks a little empty and Nova needs all the energy he can get right now." The large boy nodded, eager to do anything to help Nova get better. The front door to the shop opened and closed. Chad would be gone for at least ten minutes, which gave Rangiku enough time to pour some tea and help Nova to a sitting position.
Awkward. That was the only word to describe the atmosphere between the female shinigami and male mod-soul-turned-human. Nova held the teacup in his hands, watching the liquid swirl. After a cautious sip, Rangiku cleared her throat.
"Ano, Nova-kun…" His eyes glanced toward her, then back at the tea. He was able to look into her eyes before, when they were trying to save Ururu from the bount, but he hadn't completely realized his feelings for her then, and hadn't really thought of the impossibility of having requited love. The shinigami continued, "You haven't touched your tea!"
A red tinge swept across his face, "I've never had tea before…"
"No way!" Rangiku's eyes widened and she scooted closer, putting her cup down on the floor, "Then you definitely have to try some! It's really good, I promise!" She was in complete suspense, her gaze set on his lips and the teacup.
He was hesitant as he brought it up to his lips. Closing his eyes and he sipped lightly, a slight slurping sound loud in the deafeningly silent room. His eyes opened as if he had just had an epiphany. The taste was strong, yet sweet, but not too sweet. It tasted like some kind of fruit tea, "It's… it's very good."
Rangiku threw her hands in the air, her chest bouncing with her, "Yatta! I knew you'd like it! I just knew it!" As she came down from her excitement, she noticed something, "Oi, if you like something, show it on your face." She put a finger to his cheek and poked it upward, giving him an odd, crooked smile of sorts. As she took her finger away, she was pleased to see that his lips were curved upward in a subtle smile.
A cold, soggy feeling at her knees drew Rangiku's attention to the floor where her spilled teacup laid sideways. In her excitement, she had knocked it over. Acting on instinct, they both reached for it. Their hands ended up one on top of the other in an unexpected way. Their eyes drifted up at the same time, catching each other's eyes, not bothering to remove their hands. An electric sensation ran up both of their arms and through their bodies.
"I'm back." Chad announced, opening the door to the back room, bags of food in his hands. Startled out of their moment, Nova went back to staring at his tea, sipping it just to give himself something to do. Rangiku, was an odd, but strangely happy look on her face, stood and grabbed the bags from Chad's hands.
"Ah, thanks, Sado-kun! Now, could you do me a favor? While I make the food, could you clean up the spill? Really sorry!" She called back to him as she found her way into the kitchen.
"Not a problem." Chad said, grabbing a towel from a cabinet.
As he began wiping up the mess, Nova spoke softly, "She served me tea…" Chad gave him a confused look. What was so strange about being served tea? He stopped cleaning and put his full attention on his friend, "I just realized something a moment ago… the chance I thought was lost to me, a lowly tool… I have that chance… finally…"
Nova put his hand to his chest, a comforted look on his face, "Is it normal… for it to feel like it's going to explode…?" Chad just smiled and nodded. His friend was, truly, more than just a mod soul.
There we have it for the second chapter! I hope you like it! R&R please!
