A/N: This story is taking forever for adds, I know. I'll do my best not to put it on hiatus or abandon it though. Anyway, those who read the first chapter when it went up, and more recently, thank you for coming to the second chapter! You're all dears.

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach, and I make zero (0) profit from this. Zero as in zilch, nada, none.

"Rangiku, you're going to have to tell me what's wrong sooner or later." Izuru sighed. He and Rangiku were crumpled on the floor, in the corner furthest from the bathroom. He'd never seen Rangiku like this, not once in all the time he had known her. "Will drinking make you feel better? I can go get something..." It was a low blow, but if it worked it worked, regardless.

"I can't..." Rangiku mumbled, rubbing her eyes. She had finally cried herself out about thirty minutes ago; once the tears had gotten started they hadn't lasted long. Still, the fact that she "couldn't" drink set off red flags in Izuru's mind. He tried to force himself to remember, what kind of conditions couldn't you drink with... Oh. Oh no.

"Rangiku... are you pregnant?" Izuru asked, glancing down at her stomach. Of course she wouldn't be showing yet if she was just figuring out that she was pregnant, but it was an autopilot move.

Rangiku hesitated, and then nodded. "Yes. And it's Gin's for sure." She leaned over and laid her head on his shoulder. "I... I can't have an abortion. I can't make myself do it. And... I don't think I can adopt it out either. It would be like giving up the last piece of him that I have... and I can't." Rangiku seemed truly broken for once in her life. "Help me, Izuru, I don't know what I will be able to do." She looked up at him with pleading eyes.

Well, maybe it was selfish of him, but he wanted her to keep the baby too. He had been rather attached to Gin Ichimaru as well, and it felt almost like a second chance. A little memory of him with a blank slate... But Rangiku was his best friend, tied with Shuuhei, and he wanted her to be happy. "If you want to keep it, I'll help take care of it." Izuru said. Kids didn't like him in general, but this would be different, he was sure. At least, he hoped.

Rangiku's eyes lit up. "Thank you!" She hugged onto him again, causing Izuru's cheeks to light up, bright red. "I just can't give this up, and I can't do it alone... so thank you, thank you so much!" Rangiku smiled brightly at him, despite her tearstained cheeks. "You're a lifesaver, Izuru!"

Izuru realized, too late, that he had probably committed himself to being her boyfriend as well by choosing to be a father to her baby. Somehow, that didn't seem quite as horrible as it should have.

"What do you mean you need to be put on desk duty?" Toshiro asked, eyeing her over the stacks of paperwork. "Like you ever get anything done at your desk anyway." Toshiro shook his head. "What is your medical reason for wanting to be on desk duty?"

Rangiku looked at Izuru. "I'm pregnant, Captain." Rangiku smiled at Toshiro, trying to remain calm.

A mouthful of ice water, that Toshiro had just taken a drink of, promptly came out of his nose. "You're pregnant?" He asked, drying his desk with a few tissues. "Whose is it?"

Rangiku bit her bottom lip nervously, but Izuru put a comforting hand on her shoulder. "It's Gin Ichimaru's..." Rangiku wondered if she looked as guilty as she felt. She knew she shouldn't feel guilty; she hadn't had sex with Gin knowing that he would go evil. She hadn't known, and she had been deeply, madly in love with him. So why did she feel like the child that had been naughty and had to fess up to her parents?

Toshiro had that look on his face; the one Rangiku had come to know as "I feel a migraine coming on". But he quickly regained his composure. "Alright, desk duty it is." Toshiro handed her a sheet of paper. "Fill this out and I'll have someone fill in for you on the field."

Rangiku slunk away, to her room, with Izuru following two steps behind. "Well," Rangiku tried to sound upbeat, but it was hard after that. "At least that's over."

"You need to make an appointment with Unohana." Izuru really hated to burst her bubble, but everyone was going to find out sooner or later. "She needs to figure out how far along you are, get you prenatal vitamins, figure out when to schedule your ultrasounds..."

"Can't we just relax for now?" Rangiku did seem to be finally perking up. "You need to stop worrying so much, Izuru! Izuru's a worrywart!" She teased. Then, she frowned and ran into her room's bathroom, and Izuru could hear her vomiting.

With a slight sigh, he followed her in to hold her hair back. At least she hadn't done it on her Captain's shoes. This time.

A/N: It feels good to have this chapter done finally. It's been driving me crazy (short trip, yes) That I wasn't adding to this at all. Anyway, what'd you think?