A/N-I have to say that I have really enjoyed writing the requests that I have received. Don't be alarmed. I haven't finished them all. I am still writing them…but I wanted to share what I had so far. Déjà vu is the fulfillment of a request by Orismoris and TideDrop about the Diamond Dust Rebellion. I have seen the previews and it looks like a good movie. Just having a Wikipedia article and a few trailers to go on, I sort of "winged" it. It is my take on what she was thinking when she was standing before the old geezer and he told her to shut up and explained that he was going to execute Hitsugaya. Umm…"Wrong place, wrong time" was a request by kyokoaurora for an UkitakeXSoifon pairing. Very entertaining. And…let's see…oh…and "In his pants" was a story idea musicallady1. She always comes up with story lines I would have never thought of. "Girls night in" was inspired by my best friend whose personality reminds me so much of Nanao's. She acts serious and unimpressed out in the world…but behind closed doors…she is nuttier than I am. So that is with today's stories…and I am still working on the rest of them. Like I said…I am up for any challenge you want to throw at me! And I don't own the characters…just the stories within…like you didn't already know… :P

Lots of Love,

Janabananah

Déjà Vu?

No. It could not be true. He doesn't have it in his bones to tear a tag off of a mattress let alone do something like that. Was that word even in his vocabulary? It would compromise who he is inside. I know him well enough to know what he is capable of. He is not capable of betrayal. Not Toshiro Hitsugaya, my Captain and my friend. He was accused once of a sin of this magnitude, but he was innocent. Of course he was. Hinamori was such a simpleton, but that is a story for another day.

I have been wrong before, though. I have been dead wrong. I let my feelings get in the way of my intuition and when I should listen, I don't. I fight inner battles with my senses. I try my hardest to see the best in people. Deep down, I felt it in my gut, that Gin was capable of horrific things, but not my Captain. Never.

Commander Yamamoto is so callous. He doesn't even try to understand the circumstances revolving around suspicious activities. He just sits around screaming "I am Commander, cut his head off." I say "Like hell you will. Bring it on, old man." You think you can execute my Captain? I would like to see you 

try. I go where ever my Captain does and this time I know if I hang onto him a little longer, he wouldn't lead me straight into hell, unlike someone I once knew.

Girls' night in

I don't care how old I get; I will never tire of having slumber parties. I love staying up to talk and play games. It is a good escape from the harsh realities of life.

I found it hard to stop laughing as my best friend stood on my balcony, topless, for 10 seconds. "Na-na-o. Nanao! I was just kidding."

"Don't insult my honor. A dare is a dare." She said as pulled her nightshirt back on. "So, what will it be, Rangiku, truth or dare?"

"Because I don't want to end up having to sing naked on the roof I will go with truth."

"Since when do you play it safe?" She asked looking at me above the rim of her glasses.

"Since, five minutes ago, when I started playing truth or dare with you." She rolled her eyes with a sigh.

"Very well then…um…ah…I got it. Who is better in bed, Gin or Toshiro?" Leave it to Nanao to come up with the question I voted "Most likely I don't want to answer" but I took my truth with as much grace as she took her dare.

"Umm…Well…" There were so many ways I could break down the question. Are we talking about technique? Longevity? Stamina? Affection? I didn't know what type of answer she was looking for.

"Well if it's taking you this long to answer, maybe I don't want to know anymore." She explained with a sigh. I looked up at her pensively.

"There is no comparison…Gin and I had great sex." I said simply. Her face turned white and she shifted onto her knees to lean forward, toward me. "He knew how to move inside of me and make the angels sing…"

"Rangiku!" She said, laced in surprise.

"Hey...you asked…" I could tell that was not what she wanted to hear. "But…if you will let me finish…" she lowered her gaze.

"Fine."

"Gin and I had great sex….but that is all it was. Great sex" Her face shot up to look at me with a puzzled expression. "However! Toshiro knows how to move inside of my soul as well as inside my body. He makes love to me like there will never be a tomorrow…every single time. His love can move mountains. Hands down. Toshiro makes a better lover."

Wrong place, wrong time

It is my Captain's fault that the pot of coffee I made was now becoming one with the floor. He is so high-strung. Thank goodness I made decaf! Like I was expecting him yell my name at the very moment I was pouring him a cup. The damn thing slipped right out of my hands.

It would have been the gentlemanly thing to do, to go down into our squad's supply closet in the basement. But my Captain refused.



"Matusmoto! Clean your mess up. I'm not going to do it for you." I had made the coffee for him. He never takes care of himself. He never takes a break. He just goes and goes. I didn't expect him to clean it up either. I just didn't want to go into the spooky basement to get a mop.

I tiptoed down the stairs one step at a time. Sometimes when I would step down I could almost hear a woman scream. I would stop in my tracks and when I didn't hear it again, I continued. Of course, as luck would have it, the supply room was in the far left corner of the basement. The moment I stepped off of the staircase I ran for it and tried to plow my way through the broom closet's door.

"Owww!" I said melodramatically when the door didn't open for me. It was stuck. "Well, I'll be a son of a…" The door swung wide open as I kicked it with all of my might. "Piece of shit door…" I commented. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the darkness. I felt around for the light switch and when I found it…I wish I hadn't.

Captain Ukitake had Captain Soifon pinned up against the wall. It was the first time I actually appreciated the length of the Captain robes. Luckily I didn't see anything, but there was no mistaking what was going on. Here they were, two Captains, having sex, in the closet…yet they both looked at me as if I were the crazy one. What they hell were they doing in my division's broom closet? Don't they think we clean around here? Don't their divisions have broom closets they can have sex in? Why us?

I tried. I tried so hard to look away, but I couldn't. All I could do is stare for a moment or two in disbelief.

"There it is!" I announced awkwardly as I grabbed the mop and quickly turned to leave. I turned out the lights but I felt the urge to speak before I closed the door. "You know…Squad 10 also has a utility room, a laundry room, a library and a kitchen if that would suit you two much better. I would offer you the office but it is already being used…just thought I'd throw that out there. Oh, and…uh…carry on."

In his pants

Shit! I was late for work…again. It has become a part of my indolent nature. It is even worse now that I get the most beautiful sleep I have ever had. There is no need to dream about love when he works, eats and even sleeps with me.

I frantically tried to search for a clean uniform. There wasn't one under the bed, in the closet, hanging from the ceiling fan (where one of my bras took up residence), under the couch, in the oven nor the pantry. I was at a loss.

"Son of a bitch!" I yelled to myself. "He is going to have my ass! And not in a good way." I had to get dressed and get to work…FAST! My mind raced to find a resolution to my predicament. I paced back and forth, trying to come to a solution. "That's it!" I ran to my Captain's apartment and let myself in.

"He won't even know they are gone." I convinced myself as I opened his closet to reveal a row of freshly pressed uniforms. "Jackpot!" I wasted no time pulling a uniform off of a hanger and placing my body between the seams. I was so proud of myself. This was a good idea. I couldn't help but feel a bit naughty as I dressed myself up in his clothes. I took my time, imagining that it was him caressing my body, instead of a mound of fabric. I pulled a sleeve to my nose and breathed in his scent. Divine.

"What are you doing, Matsumoto?" His voice was like a dream. It was so real. I couldn't wait to get to work. "If you wanted to get in my pants, all you had to do is ask." I froze in place for a moment. Surely, it couldn't be him. He was at work. He was always at work. I turned slowly to the bed behind me only to see my Captain still in his pajamas, staring at me with an amused smirk. Then it dawned on me. It was our Saturday off. "You have that 'I don't know what to say' look on your face. That's a first. It looks good on you." I was utterly speechless. Why do things like this always happen to me?

"Wait! Don't say anything! Let me guess why you are here…you were wondering what it's like to be me, weren't you? Very well then, let's role play." He walked over to me with long, slow, deliberate strides, his chest thrust forward and he spoke to me mockingly in a high pitched voice. "Say, Captain, I was wondering if you could help me with something. Do my breasts feel lumpy to you? You're the only person I trust to be open and honest with me. You would nevvvvver take advantage of me." He placed my hands on his chest. I swallowed hard.

"You're wrong." I said lowering my voice. "Of course I can and I will take advantage of you. Don't let my boyish charms and my cool exterior fool you. I have been wanting to jump your bones for some time now..."



"Hmmm…who hasn't? He squeaked, trying his best to twirl his hair around his finger like I do to mine. "I am the most beautiful woman in the world…but I will only submit to the most handsome, caring, un-philandering man ever."

"Well that is just too bad, because 'philanderer' is my middle name, you see there is this one girl and no matter how hard I try to stay away she leaves me begging for more. I can't get enough of her."

"Then beg." He said as his lips found my neck. I fell back, knocking the closet door shut. He made a trail of kisses from my neck to my chin. "Captain, these clothes are in the way. Let's get them off of you." He said as he ripped the shirt off of my back and resumed his procession of kisses slowly down the center of my chest. Having him not touch me made me very much aware that I wanted him to. I let my head roll to the side in frustration. "Yes, Captain?" he said with fake innocence "Is there something you want me to do? I bet there is."

I swiftly turned my head to meet his gaze. "Touch me, now." I said in my best male-domineering voice. He just smiled and continued his kisses down my stomach. He stopped when his lips reached my waistband.

"Captain, I don't like pants on you." He explained as he pulled them off of me. "They are sooo old fashioned."

"Really? Because I was thinking that…" My voice evaded me as his lips slid across my center. I involuntarily arched into his touch.

"Silly, Captain, you didn't tell me where to touch you."

It was smooth the way his tongue moved across me. I couldn't say a word. Hell, I couldn't even breathe. All I could do was…enjoy. I felt the world shatter underneath my feet and my hands found his hair. It was like a rollercoaster, the way that the waves traveled through my being. I desperately tried to calm my ragged breaths as his kisses travelled back up. He stopped when his lips reached my ear and he spoke.



"So, Rangiku, what's it like being in my pants?"