AN: I don't own BLEACH!
Ashiro, Akane, and Zurui are mine!
Sorry this has taken so long….. I blame my Taichou~! *Glares at* I swear when I actual start working on something he drags me away kicking and screaming from my little projects. Damn you Hitsugaya Taichou! *Sticks tongue out towards him*
Okay This is the last chapter of my mini series. Stay tuned in I will be posting the uncut version ASAP. (As long as Hitsugaya leaves me alone for a while… So I can actual work on it.) I hope you all enjoy this! I want to thank everyone of you who reviews. Much appreciation from me. Also some of the photos in this part will be hosted on DA.
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All my Secrets to you
Matsumoto had shared many thing with Hitsugaya over the past few centuries. Things that he sometimes wished he never knew. Like what position Matsumoto preferred in sex or how she liked to be teased. Things like that could have been better left unsaid, but seeing how he got stuck with Matsumoto Rangiku as his Fukutaichou he would regret some of the things that would spill out of her mouth. Hitsugaya had also learned what things would upset her even if she would tell you other wise. He also learned her deepest fear. Matsumoto hated to be alone. She craved to be near someone, and it looked like she had chosen him over the years.
"Can you keep a secret?" the busty woman asked, placing her hand on Hitsugaya's forehead.
"Does it involve the hot meter on the latest recruit?" Hitsugaya asked, rolling his eyes.
"No, but since you asked a five," she smirked, running her hand along his arm towards his hand.
"Matsumoto," Hitsugaya warned, the air around the two becoming cooler.
"Now Taichou~ do I hear jealousy in your voice?" she smirked, pulling the smaller man closer to her bust.
"Why would I be jealous of something so pointless?" the younger man growled. "I have a few questions myself," he sighed.
"Okay, ask them," Matsumoto smirked, still keeping a hold of her Taichou.
"First tell me where in God's name you find the time to run around with out getting your work done? Secondly… If you would place me on you hot meter….. Where would I stand?" he asked a slight blush rising to his cheeks.
"No comment on the first question," Matsumoto smirked, lowering her head to his ear. "It's a secret," she smirked, clamping her lips around his ear knowing very well that he hated her doing that.
I'm not Wearing that
"TAICHOU~~~!" Matsumoto hummed, racing towards her little Taichou.
"What?" he growled, turning towards her.
"Do you know what today is?" she asked, hiding her hands behind her back.
"The twentieth of December," he smirked, folding his arms in his sleeves.
"And it's your birthday!" she said, all seriousness to her voice.
"Duh, Matsumoto. Is there a point to all of this?" Hitsugaya asked, feeling a headache coming on.
"I got you something," Matsumoto perked, pulling Chappy earmuffs out from behind her back. "Happy Birthday~!" she screamed, trying to place the pink bunnies on Hitsugaya's head.
"Fuck NO! I'm not wearing those damned thing!" he growled, dogging her attempts.
"Pl~ease~!" she whined, jutting her bottom lip out and letting tears fill her eyes.
"No!" he growled, turning his face away from her.
"I guess you really don't like it then?" she asked, sighing in defeat.
"What gave you that impression?" he questioned peeking one blue/green eye towards her.
"I'll just have to give this to Gin. On your birthday then," she pouted, hiding the smile that wanted to break through.
"….Give me that!" Hitsugaya growled, snatching the pink Chappy earmuffs from Matsumoto's hands. "Not another word!" he growled slamming the damned things on his head.
Wrapped!
Exposed
As if things couldn't get more complicated between Matsumoto and Hitsugaya. Every time he would uncover something about her, she felt like a peace of her was being exposed to the genius of a man. The only thing left to be exposed to her little Taichou was how much her heart ached for him. Every time walked into the room she felt dizzy and high all at the same time.
Hitsugaya glanced at Matsumoto who had been preoccupied with filing some of her paperwork that day. She looked flustered as he stride towards her. Matsumoto froze in her seat, slowly looking up at Hitsugaya. So many questions were floating in her eyes, but he was so scared to pick out any of them. If he did so that would expose more of himself to her. So much more than he'd intended.
"You look nice today. Did you do something different?" Hitsugaya complimented, trying grasp a hold of this uneasiness that laid in the air.
"Same as usual, Taichou~. Thanks for the compliment though," Matsumoto smirked, winking at the younger man.
Hitsugaya smirked taking his seat. He glanced over at her again to find her studding him. His heart started beating faster at her glazed over look. A smile presented itself on her lips as she turned her eyes away.
Wait! Was she checking me out?
Hitsugaya stuck his chest out further, knowing that Matsumoto Rangiku took the time to look him up and down made him feel that much more to her. A giggle escaped Matsumoto's lips as she peered over at him.
"My Taichou~, you sure are cocky today," she mussed, turning her eyes on him again.
"Cocky?" Hitsugaya questioned, glaring slightly at her.
"If I knew looking at you would get this kind of reaction I would have done it sooner," she mussed.
"Just get back to work," he huffed, turning away from her.
Matsumoto looked him up and down for a few more minutes before she continued on. She wouldn't expose her heart just yet. Hitsugaya turned his eyes on her back smiling as he watched. This wasn't the right time to expose his heart yet. Maybe another time, another place, another day, but not today.
You're Hurt Because of me
"I'm fine really," Hitsugaya sighed, sitting up.
The entire Juban barracks were in awe at what had transpired. Matsumoto stood holding Haineko in her hands, her lovely jaw drooped open. Bloody flowed freely from the open wound near Hitsugaya's temple. His body looked like her had been in a tornado. Bumps, bruises, and cuts covered his body. The third and fourth seat ran to Hitsugaya's aid, wrapping there arms around his back.
"TAICHOU!" The division screamed, running to his side.
Glares were thrown over some of the female's shoulders towards Matsumoto, who still stood frozen to the spot. Matsumoto shook her head, freeing her from her trance. The woman ran forward, pushing her men out of the way.
"Taichou~!" she called, ripping the Fourth seat out of her way.
"I'm fine really," he smirked, standing tall.
"Let me take you to the Fourth," she commanded, taking his arm and wrapping it around her shoulder.
Hitsugaya sighed rolling his eyes. He knew that she wouldn't rest until he agreed to go, and that the other men would be in a fuss until their Taichou was okay. It was just a little over a year ago that this division could have done without him. Many things had changed since then.
"Lead the way," he sighed, allowing Matsumoto to carry his weight.
Matsumoto knew she was on the girls shit list as they left the barracks. Hitsugaya studied the busty woman seeing tears slowly escaping her eyes. He stopped walking as did she.
"I'm fine. It was just a few scrapes," he said, wiping a tear away.
"I didn't know Haineko was going to do that! She's never let me even go into Bankai mode. So I had on idea that she was capable of that!" Matsumoto cried, wrapping her arms around Hitsugaya.
"Matsumoto to honest you were only at a quarter of your power. If Haineko really wanted to she would have destroyed the entire Juban Barracks and then some. Wounds will heal, be proud of what she did," Hitsugaya said, placing a kiss on the strawberry blonde's check.
"The squad hates me," Matsumoto pouted.
"I don't and they will see that," Hitsugaya laughed.
Starry Kiss
The stars shown brilliantly that night on the commanders of Juban company. Matsumoto walked slowly behind Hitsugaya, who had been glancing behind him ever so often. How could he not? Matsumoto had been unusually quiet since the night had enclosed around them. His blue/green eyes scanned over her body before they landed on her face. Matsumoto was looking up at the night sky her hands behind her head. A far away look was in her eyes as she paid no mind to her surroundings.
"Beautiful," he gasped, his jaw slightly open.
"Hum, did you say something, Taichou~?" Matsumoto asked, her eyes falling on his.
Hitsugaya cleared his throat taking a step towards her. He smiled softer as he grabbed Matsumoto's wrist. He leaned in close pulling her towards his lips. Matsumoto's eyes widen at how forward Hitsugaya was being. Though her heart was beating so fast at how good his lips felt on hers. Hitsugaya slowly broke the kiss running his tongue along the inside of Matsumoto's lips.
"I didn't know you had it in you," Matsumoto shuttered, seeing the predator look in his eyes.
"There are plenty of things you still don't know about me," he smirked, licking his lips.
"Well then, maybe we should get to know one another," Matsumoto smirked, winking at her young Taichou.
"Maybe," he purred.
Good Night
Hitsugaya came in late that night. The stress of being a Taichou and juggling a relationship with Matsumoto at the same time. Also ignoring the harmful comments about Matsumoto and him. The short jokes that were directed towards Matsumoto's growing belly. He usually glared and they'd be done, but lately the comments and judgments were getting out of hand. The white haired man sighed, stretching his arms as he walked through the darken room. He could hear the rise and fall of her breaths as he neared the futon.
"I'm home," he whispered, placing a small kiss on Matsumoto's parted lips.
The woman moaned leaning into the kiss, but soon rolled over, placing one hand on her swollen belly. Hitsugaya smirked, running his down check. Tracing circles on her smooth neck, fallowing her bustling, then stopping near her belly. He could faintly feel the baby moving. Hitsugaya proudly stuck his chest out at his growing family. Matsumoto may not fully be his, but that still made him proud to be called hers. Hitsugaya brushed a few loose strands of strawberry blonde locks away from her face.
"Good night," he whispered, smiling gently down at his love.
Not the Haori
"Oh my God! He's drooling on my Haori!" Hitsugaya whined, adjusting the small boy in his arms.
"It'll wash," Matsumoto laughed as the little girl in her arms cooed excitedly. "Oh really~! Then what happened?" she asked, causing the small girl to giggle.
"It's not that Matsumoto! I have a Taichou's meeting in five minutes! How am I suppose to be taken seriously if there is drool on my haori?" he growled.
"You have a family and they very damn well respect you for that!" Matsumoto growled, as the little girl shoved her fingers in Matsumoto's mouth.
Hitsugaya looked towards Ashiro, who by this point had fallen fast asleep on his Haori. He sighed walking towards the door.
"Are you taking him with you?" Matsumoto asked.
"There's no use waking him up is there?" he smirked. "Besides you don't wake a growing boy form his nap," he stated, walking out of the office.
"Otto-Taichou's never going to change," Matsumoto smirked towards Akane.
Confessions
"Because I love you!" Hitsugaya confessed in a hushed voice.
Matsumoto's eyes widen, her whole body was in a freefall. Hitsugaya had his arms wrapped tightly around her shoulders. His head buried in her strawberry blonde locks. She could feel his heart beating wildly against his chest, her was going a mile a second. His cheeks were burning as brightly as hers.
Matsumoto hopped he wasn't playing a game with her. She begged mentally that this was the real thing. Kami knows how long she'd been falling for this man. She took in a deep breath steadying her breath.
"I love you too," she said, felling the bubbling stress in the room disappearing with her words.
Naptime
The day was hot as Matsumoto strolled into the office. She noticed that the usual chair was unoccupied and her couch was. Laying outstretched across the couch was her Taichou. In his arms was Aishiro. Both were breathing evenly. This was the first time she saw the couch made out into a bed, That would be stored away for more useful information for later. She slowly sat down placing her hand on Aishiro's small head. Sweat was sticking to his poor head. She knew that Hitsugaya had to be just as uncomfortable. Matsumoto got up bring a fan into the room. She turned the object on cooling off her boys. Then she slowly lied down next to the boys. Matsumoto let out a long yawn before she joined the two.
Two blue eyes appeared around the corner of the door frame. The small blonde had a daffodil in his small hands as he looked on at the Hitsugaya family. He glanced down at the flower plotting on his next move. The blonde slowly entered the room, creeping towards the family. He crawled up next to Matsumoto, placing the flower on Hitsugaya's chest, next to Aishiro's face.
"Thank you for the flower, Zurui," Matsumoto smirked, wrapping an arm around the small boy. "That was a nice gesture," she smirked, planting a small kiss on the boy's cheek.
"Dat's his favorit' flower. I saws it and thought of 'im," the small boy smirked, smiling that Kitsune smile of Gin's.
"Your father would be proud of you. Now I think you really should find Kira-kun. Don't you think?" she mused, hearing the boys mother calling for him.
"Gots ta go," he smirked, running out of the room.
"Just like your father," she sighed, shaking her head. "At least you keep your mother busy. Poor Kira-kun," she sighed, closing her eyes.
Sharing Scars
Though they were naked nothing had happened. Hitsugaya ran his fingers across Matsumoto's under arm. A scar was showing there, though it had happened a long time ago, it had felt like a recent wound. Matsumoto ran her fingers over a long scar just under Hitsugaya's caller bone.
"How did you get this one?" Matsumoto asked, fallowing the scar with her fingers.
"I fell out of a tree. I don't remember much though. It happen before I'd met Oba-san," Hitsugaya sighed. "And what about this one?" the white haired Taichou asked.
"That one was actually a bar fight. I don't remember much- way too drunk," she smirked, blushing slightly.
Hitsugaya sat up, letting the sheet fall around his waist. He pulled his foot up and pointed at a long scar at the bottom of his foot.
"I got this while walking along the river. There was a broken bottle on the river bottom, and it cut my foot," he mused, tracing the scar.
"I've got plenty that aren't for the faint of heart," Matsumoto sighed, glancing at her back. "I do have one here," she sighed, placing her hand over her heart. "I don't remember anything at all on it," the strawberry blonde sighed.
Hitsugaya placed a small kiss on her bare breast. The blush deepen on both as he looked up into her eyes.
"I'll do everything in my power to heal the scars of your past," he said, not taking his eyes off of hers.
"And I'll do the same. You'll never get another scar as long as I'm your Fukutaichou," she said.
"Now, Matsumoto. I would never want you to scar as long as I'm your Taichou," Hitsugaya mused, smiling that grin of his.
AN: I thank you all once again for reading this. As you know this is my last chapter. The next story I will be doing is called "Unwritten Uncut". Check it out if you enjoy this one. Warning it will be M rated, so if you are not interested in Smut, DON'T read it. If you are also interested in Gin, I am doing a Yaoi. It is a Gin/Kira