Hey everyone,
This is the new chapter! Sorry it took me this long, I'm in a very busy school period at the moment... .
Enjoy~!
Thank you so much for reviewing, protovy, Denidene, Mary Akataki, Kigaroo, crazyfreakazoid, Mungetsu and bunannza! (if I forgot you, please say ^-^)
"Are you sure you're supposed to drink this?" Rangiku asked, holding up her small cup of sake up to the light. "Didn't they accidentally swap the sake for water from a vase?"
"No," Shūhei grinned, gulping down his own small cup of sake. "Just try it, I'm sure you'll like it!"
Rangiku carefully brought the tiny cup to her lips, and nipped of the sake.
Shūhei laughed at the sour face Rangiku pulled when she tasted the sake.
"You have to get used at it at first, though," he laughed while refilling his own cup.
"But- How can you drínk this?" Rangiku asked in disbelief. "And you're even doing it on your own will?"
"Yep," Shūhei said grinning, finishing another cup of sake. When he wanted to refill again, he found out his bottle was already empty.
After sighing he spotted Rangiku's bottle, and glared at it for a few seconds. "Are you going to finish-"
"Yeah, yeah, just take it," Rangiku laughed, pushing over the bottle to Shūhei.
Shūhei took it from her, and refilled his cup again.
"Hey, can I sit down here? All the other places are already taken. Or do I disturb some nice date, then?"
Rangiku looked up, and saw a man standing at their table.
He had a straw hat on his head and shades of a starting beard on his chin, but the strangest thing of his appearance was a pink, flowery kimono that was draped over his shoulders.
"Ofcourse, Kyōraku-taicho," Shūhei said, shifting over to the left side of the bank he was sitting on to make place for the captain whose name apparently Kyōraku was.
Kyōraku sat down next to Shūhei, and put down his sake bottles and cup.
"Great," Rangiku thought. "Another drinker..."
She had wanted to talk with Shūhei about the boy they met earlier.
He had quite some spiritual pressure, and couldn't control it.
But when she mentioned it earlier to Shūhei, he just dismissed it like it was nothing to worry about.
Maybe it was, but it was still clinging around in her mind.
When it became later, Rangiku wasn't that annoyed by the fact Kyōraku had joined them. She couldn't talk to Shūhei any more in private, but the two were starting to become drunk, and weren't paying attention to her any more.
"Seconds!" Shūhei yelled, holding up his sake bottle while a drunk blush was creeping up his cheeks.
"Heh, you've already ordered more than two, so you can't talk it seconds any more..." Kyōraku chuckled, also quite red in the face. "You'd rather have to call it "sixths" or something..."
Shūhei also laughed, and gulped down the last bits of his sake while waiting for more.
Rangiku slowly crept to the end of her bank, and stood slowly up. Acting like she wasn't sneaking away from them but just passing by, she walked away from Shūhei, who was too busy with his sake.
When she found herself outside the sake bar, she smiled.
Then she focused herself on the reiatsu of the boy to find him.
It wasn't that hard.
They had gone to a sake bar close to the district in which the market was, and apparently the boy was living in this district.
After a short walk, Rangiku found the little boy's home.
When Rangiku, after throwing some anxious looks at her surroundings, entered the little house, she couldn't suppress a shiver.
It was freezing inside there because of the reiatsu of the boy that was leaking out.
"He probably has a ice-based zanpakutō," Rangiku muttered to herself while walking up to the boy who was sleeping next to a woman Rangiku thought as his grandmother.
The boy was sleeping quite restless, and had a very hard look on his face.
Rangiku looked down, not knowing if she should wake him or wait until he woke up himself, but suddenly the boy opened his eyes with a gasp.
"Yo!" Rangiku said, raising her hand.
"You're from this afternoon!" the boy half-yelled, but Rangiku interrupted him.
"Hide your reiatsu while you're sleeping," she said. "Your grandma looks cold."
The boy looked down at his fragile grandma who was shivering badly.
"Granny..." the boy said softly.
"boydo, you should become a shinigami," Rangiku said.
The boy looked back at her. "W-?"
"Powerful children like you have to learn how to control their own abilities," Rangiku continued. "Otherwise you'll end up killing your grandma with it soon."
"What are you-?" the boy started aggressively, but Rangiku put her hand on the little boy's chest.
"You can hear a voice, can't you?"
"Huh?" the boy said, staring at her.
And then he remembered. He remembered telling his grandma about all those dreams with that giant ice dragon. And a voice.
"D-do you really think I would kill her?" he asked after hesitating for a moment. "And will I be able to hear that dragon's name?"
"Ah, so he already tried to tell you his name! Seems like a loyal and perfect zanpakutō to me..."
"Zanpakutō?" the boy asked. "Do you also have a-"
"Yes, I have," Rangiku said, drawing her zanpakutō. "This is Haineko. She's a cat and she's one of the worst zanpakutō in the world..." Rangiku added with a sour face.
The boy grinned, seeming more relaxed than before.
"What's your name?" Rangiku asked.
"Hitsugaya," the boy said. "Hitsugaya Tōshirō."
Hey,
Finally I managed to update a chapter, due to school it really took me áges again... p.q
Today was my last real school day, so I guess the updating is going a bit faster from now on, except when I'm on holiday of course ^-^
Just two or maybe three flashbacks to go, and then I go back to the point in the storyline where this fanfiction began, and that's the morning after the night when Shūhei wished his wish which was granted by the power of the falling star~!
