Gin slowed to a stop outside the classroom door, taking a deep breath in and out before carefully opening the door. Managing to creep in quietly and slide into his seat next to Rangiku at the back of the class unnoticed. He let out a small sigh of relief as he sat down and got out his books.

"What happened to you?" Rangiku whispered. Gin glanced at her.

"Ran inta someone," he said. "Also, I overslept."

"Again?" she huffed. "Wait. Who'd you run into?"

Heat rushed into Gin's cheeks again. Dammit, just when I thought I'd cooled down!

"Nobody," he answered, a little too quickly. "least, nobody important."

But Rangiku however, wasn't convinced. "Ohhh," she cooed, "You say that but your face tells me a completely different story."

That, of course, made Gin's whole body burn.

"So? Who was it?" she gently nudged him. I know you like them because you've gone a very pretty shade of pink."

Gin took the opportunity to open his textbook and hide behind it. "I don't-" he began, "I don't like em."

"Uh-huh," Ran nodded, not convinced at all as she let her chin rest on her hand. "And the sky is green."

Gin glared at her over his textbook, cursing her because she knew him too damn well. Fortunately he was saved from having to argue that by the bell signalling the end of class. At which the teacher dismissed them and Gin made a beeline for the door, tailed by Rangiku, who quickly caught up to him as he was opening up his locker and stashing his books inside.

"Aww, c'mon," she pleaded, leaning against the adjacent lockers. "You gotta tell me!"

Gin shot her another glare. "Hah! I aint gotta tell you nothin'!" he spouted. "I-"

"Hey, Gin."

Gin looked up at the all too familiar voice and saw Sousuke waving to him. Rangiku's eyes followed his gaze and she smirked. Gin just blushed and waved back at him. Stupid grin on his face. Then he quickly looked back at Rangiku, realising he'd just given himself away. Face burning.

Again.

"Anyway, gotta go!" he squeaked, before she could even open up her mouth to speak. Meaning to make a quick dash down the hallway to escape ore of her prying questions.

Or as he liked to call it, 'The Rangiku Inquisition'.

Unfortunately, instead he made a quick dash into his locker door. Ending up with a massive bruise on his head. The metal clanged as he hit it, and he fell backwards onto the floor (again). His head sore and his ears ringing. Everyone around him wincing at the impact.

Smooth, Gin. Shinsou laughed. Real smooth.