Rena pushed the cart containing Ichimaru's lunch down the ivory halls. The only sound as she entered the three suites area was that of her own footsteps. She hadn't fully snapped out of her funk. She thought that it would be easier on her if she stayed this way. If she just disconnected herself from everything, feelings, bonds, and hopes. If she had none of these things in her life she could be completely safe from being hurt the way she had been. But when Ichimaru pointed it out, for some reason it did let a tiny ray of light peek through the dark clouds that had engulfed her soul. She did actually care, because when he told her that she was easily broken it did make her angry. She hadn't lost her pride altogether. It wasn't enough to make her change but it made her feel like maybe she didn't want to stay like this forever.
She continued to have no emotion for the rest of the morning. She tried not to have any thoughts. Every time she allowed her self to think, she would just dwell on the fact that she was stuck with Gin or that she had no chance ever of winning over Grimmjow, or that she had no control over her life what so ever. She just hummed a mindless tune in her head as she followed Ichimaru around on his "surveillance" rounds.
Gin's surveillance consisted of walking around the halls and eavesdropping, or stopping to piss an Espada off with his back-handed compliments. Sometimes she would stop the droning in her head and listen to the conversation a little. Gin was quite amusing but she wouldn't allow herself to enjoy it. She wasn't ready to let go of her depression just yet. For the time being she would wallow in it.
Every time Ichimaru walked away from an irritated Espada he would politely call "Rena-San"
And she would reply "Yes, Ichimaru-Sama.", bow politely to the person they were speaking with and follow with out a second look. She remained expressionless. Her eyes were cold and soulless, her voice soft and flat. That, in fact, complimented Ichimaru's manner perfectly. She didn't mean for it to be that way, but her poker-faced demeanor, added to the happy creepiness of Ichimaru, made them a mysteriously frightening pair.
She had finally reached the door to Ichimaru's Suite. Pushing the cart inside, she noticed an unfamiliar presence. Gin was no where in sight and she started to wonder if she got the wrong room by mistake. She started to walk out when she heard a girlish giggle from behind her.
"I-chi-ma-ru-Sama, Farren is here to play." The high pitched child like voice exclaimed. The owner bounded out of the bedroom with a pout. "You're not Ichimaru-Sama!"
"No, I'm not. I'm Rena. Now, who are you?" Rena asked a little less than politely.
"Taniko Farren. I clean the three suites." The girl exclaimed happily as her strawberry blonde curls bounced around her head.
Rena looked the girl over, she was quite lovely. Her hair fell in ringlets around her face. She had huge brown eyes with thick eyelashes. She was quite a bit shorter than Rena but she had a nice figure.
"A lunch-time play-date?" Rena asked sounding more catty than apathetic.
"Farren always comes here at lunch. Farren loves Ichimaru-sama and wants to play with him. But lately Ichimaru-Sama doesn't want to play, that makes Farren sad." The little beauty pouted.
Rena hadn't had this much feeling all day. She was instantly annoyed. She couldn't help herself. This little cherubic woman had snapped her from indifferent to bitch in three seconds.
Rena smirked at the pixie-like woman. "Maybe Ichimaru-Sama has a new playmate."
Farren's already huge eyes widened. Why did she feel the need to tease the poor girl? She couldn't stop herself, there was something about her that irritated Rena. "What's with this Lolita?"
"He does? Is it you? You can't have him for real you know. He's Farren's playmate." Farren walked in a circle around Rena as she spoke, her high pitched voice filling the room like the sound of bells. "And Farren and Ichimaru-Sama play well together."
"Don't worry Lolita-san" Rena smirked at the nickname. "I'm not trying to be Ichimaru-Sama's playmate. But since he's not here I'll leave a message for him."
"Lolita-san? Farren likes that nickname, and Farren wants you to tell Ichimaru-Sama to play with me when he can."
Rena had gotten behind the woman and was now edging her closer to the door, shutting it on her last request. Rena leaned her back against the door and let out a sigh. "That has got to be the most annoying woman I have ever met." She pondered what Gin would see in a woman trying to be a child. She thought about his explanation for her modest uniform. Was he just trying to sound chivalrous? A real gentleman couldn't possibly have a Lolita complex. That's a whole different fetish. She shrugged it off and decided not to tell Gin about his visitor. "The less I see of that girl the better."
The door she was leaning on slid open and Rena fell backwards onto her butt. She quickly jumped up and spun around. "Ichimaru-Sama!" She flustered.
He raised a slender finger to his lips. "Shhh!" Flashing, inside he shut and locked the door. "Ah, sorry Re-Chan, I just didn't wanna deal with that girl."
Rena scowled at the grinning man. "Oh, so you had me do it?"
Gin chuckled and sheepishly raised a hand to the back of his head. "She's a persistant lil' thing. I figured if she seen ya it might scare her off."
"Disgusting, if you didn't want anything to do with her maybe you shouldn't have played in bed with her." Rena crossed her arms.
"We didn't ever play in the bed. We played on the table... we played on the floor a couple o' times too." Gin smiled as he sat down at the table.
Rena's mouth hung open. She wasn't particularly shocked at the confession or the location she just didn't know what to say at the moment. The thought of him and her together made her ill. "Sickening, what could arouse you about her? She's like a child."
"I ain't quite sure what ya mean. She ain't a child and its nice ta play with some one who let's me beat 'em every now and again." Gin beamed as he began to eat his lunch.
"Some one you can beat? I don't know why it would surprise me that you enjoy such things." Rena sat down on the couch and looked at the wall, ready to end the unpleasant discussion. She was thoroughly revolted. "A sadist with a Lolita complex."
"We could play, ya might like it." Gin purred as he walked across the room.
Rena ignored him as he disappeared into his room. She wasn't sure what he was up to but there was no way in hell she was going to follow him. She had hoped he was only kidding. "Look, I'll show ya how it really ain't that bad." He called.
Rena looked over at Gin standing in his doorway, holding up a chess set. His smile was so big it almost took up his entire face. She felt the blood rush to her head as a bright scarlet strip formed across her pale face.
"Ya really shouldn't assume things. Ya know what the old sayin' about that is, don't ya?" Gin laughed as he sat back down and began to eat again, pleased at his little game.
"Well, that saying is half right Ichimaru-Sama."
"It sure is nice seein' ya like that though. I was waitin' for that all day."
End Notes: I know there are a lot of people that aren't from the U.S. Reading this so I will explain about the "Old Saying"
"When you assume things you make an ass out of you and me."
It's a play on the spelling. Ass-u-me.
Rena was telling him that he is an ass.
