I feel icky. Ugh. Shower and sleep time for meee.
Thanks to: MissTeak, blackteaplease, thepuddleofsmiles, Akane Higabana, Blueberry Absinth, Beautiful Nightmare07, and Care Bear on Fire (I have a bartending test because I am a newly made bartender, and my managers need to make sure I know my drinks. The best drink totally depends on the person. I will say beer is easiest to mess with.)
52. Health and Healing
When Gin saw the caller on his soul phone, his heart skipped half a beat. He snatched the phone up. "Ran-chan?"
"Gin," she said, drawling out his name slowly, giggling. "I forgot how to get home!"
"You what?"
"I dunno where my room is. Come help me! I'm sleepy," she said, and Gin could hear a loud yawn.
"Have ya been drinkin'?"
"So what if I am?"
Gin let out a long breath. "Where ya at?"
"Kaito's bar. Right?" Rangiku said. Gin heard her fumble with the phone, and heard her muffled voice ask several people where she was. Gin winced when he heard her say "wee" in the middle of it all and burst into a long fit of giggles.
He shoved his shoes on and made for the bar, glad he knew where it was. At this rate, Rangiku was going to get into trouble or wander off. Drunk in that area, he ought to beat some sense into her. Gin put it out of his mind how little he had seen Rangiku lately. He was beginning to give up; she did not seem to want to be anywhere near him. Still, she had called him for help, surely it meant something.
Probably that Rangiku was drunk and about to get into a lot of trouble.
Gin decided shunpo use would not be amiss.
He found Rangiku dancing in a kind of strange, stumbling, spinning dance that involved frequent tumbles. The tumbling always resulting in so much laughing Rangiku nearly fell over again.
"C'mon." Gin offered Rangiku his hand after she tumbled again. "Le's go home."
Rangiku took his hand after a moment. He pulled her up. "Dance with me," she said.
"Nah." He held her hand tightly and began leading her towards his room. The shape Rangiku was in he thought she might need someone to look after her, and his room was closer.
She stumbled and tripped until Gin stopped and picked her up.
"You're so nice and warm," Rangiku said into Gin's chest. He wondered if she was going to fall asleep before he even got back. He hoped not, as light as Rangiku was, she could still be a lot of dead weight if she passed out.
Instead, a hundred yards (100 meters) from his room, Ran let out a sickly groaning belch. Gin barely got her bent over a hedge fast enough. He held her hair back and kept her upright as she emptied her stomach. He had to admit it was pretty disgusting, but he had a strong stomach.
"Feelin' better?"
"No," Rangiku said, still slurring "Horrible."
"Yer gonna have one of them hangovers tomorrow somethin' terrible."
"Shuddup."
Gin led her inside his room and deposited her in his bathroom. One of the better perks of being a lieutenant, even a higher-ranking officer, was having a private bathroom. Though Gin was not sure he would want to use his again anytime soon after Rangiku was done with it that night.
He let out a soft sigh and braided back her hair. He was glad she did, a few minutes later she retched in the toilet, and Gin dampened a cloth with warm water and poured her a glass of cold water.
When she was done, Gin knelt by her. "Here, rinse yer mouth out," he said, and waited until she had done so. Then he wiped her face with the cloth. He kept his hands as gentle as possible. He hated seeing Rangiku feeling so horribly, even if it was her fault. Gin would save the tongue-lashing for when she felt better. "Think ya can manage a toothbrush?"
It took Rangiku quite awhile, but eventually her teeth were brushed. Gin made her up a bed of several stretched out towels, a pillow, and a blanket. It would not be comfortable, but he doubted Rangiku could tell the difference. The make-shift bed was two feet from the toilet, and it was washable. Rangiku laid down and began snoring almost immediately.
Gin snorted. She sounded like a cross between a frog and a jackhammer. It was going to be a long night, but for now, he was amused. He just hoped Rangiku did not make a mess of his bathroom. He hoped he could sleep at least a little bit; he had to work in the morning.
I want a Gin to take care of me....
