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Warning: One-Shot! Lemon! Femichigo! Don't like, don't read!

Flowers and Tea
Part Two: A Day with Kyoraku

Shortly after the Fullbringer Arc….
Soul Society

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN I HAVE TO GO?!" Ichigo shouted at her friends, seething with bubbling fury. She sat in her chair across from her two friends. She'd come to the Soul Society to say hello to her friends but when she arrived they told her that they had a favor to ask.

A really big favor, to be exact.

"Look, Ichigo," Rukia said, her hands up defensively. "It's just one day and it might be fun!"

"Yeah," Rangiku said, trying to lighten the mood. "Who knows, you might even hit it off!"

Ichigo pinched the bridge of her nose, trying especially hard to not slap the strawberry blonde. "So…run this by me again, just so there's no miscommunication: Why do I have to go out on a date with Captain Kyoraku?!" she demanded. As soon as she arrived Rukia and Rangiku spirited her away to Rangiku's room where they asked her to go out on a date with the captain of Squad Eight, Shunsui Kyoraku.

Scratching the back of her head. "Well, it's a bit hard to explain…."

"I'm listening," Ichigo said impatiently.

Clearing her throat, Rangiku took over. "It's like this, Ichigo: A while back when everyone was putting their spirit energy into the sword Kisuke gave us, we started thinking of ways to welcome you back. Me and the SWA decided that since you didn't have a boyfriend, what better way to get you reacquainted than by taking you out on a date all day?"

"ANYTHING is better than that!"

"So we had the SMA all draw lots to see who'd be the lucky one to go out with you and Captain Kyoraku got the lucky lot."

Ichigo couldn't' help but facepalm. "Why'd it have to be him? Anyone would've been better!" she groaned.

Rukia raised an eyebrow. "What about my brother?"

"We could've gone the whole date without speaking to each other. That's preferable."

"Captain Zaraki?"

"I'd have just run away."

"Captain Ukitake?"

"You told me he was sick."

"Captain Hitsugaya?"

"Too young for me."

Rangiku frowned. "Technically he's old enough to be your grandfather, Ichigo."

"Doesn't matter."

"Shuhei?"

"Doesn't he have a thing for Rangiku?"

"Izuru?"

"Too gloomy."

"Omaeda?"

"Don't even joke about that!"

"Captain Komamura?"

"Is he into human women?"

Both lieutenants let out a groan. "Good grief, Ichigo, you're picky. No wonder you could never get a date," Rukia told the girl, much to her annoyance. "So what do you don't like about Captain Kyoraku?" she asked.

Leaning back in her chair, Ichigo merely sighed. "He's…" she suddenly found herself at a loss for words and started to let out poor excuses. "He's too much of a womanizer."

"Actually from what we've seen he's rather sweet to women. That's just normally Nanao he acts silly with."

"He's a drunk."

"He promised not to hit the alcohol on your date for your sake."

"He looks like an idiot wearing that kimono."

"Says the girl with orange hair."

Throwing her head back, Ichigo groaned. "Fine! If it'll shut you up, I'll go." She looked down to see the two girls' high-fiving. "Oh shut it! One date! That's it!" She got up and scowled. "So when am I supposed to go on this date?"

"In about ten minutes."

"WHAT?!"

"He's waiting for you at a teashop nearby."

Ichigo started to panic. She'd never actually gone on a date before and this was all happening so suddenly. "Why didn't you tell me?"

Rukia pointed a finger to the door. "You'd better hurry. Your handsome date is waiting."

Gritting her teeth, Ichigo dashed past the two and headed out the door. Rukia turned to Rangiku and smiled. "Ha! Told you so! Cough up the dough!"

"Phooey!" Rangiku cursed as she handed over a bag of coins, having lost her bet with Rukia….

Meanwhile….

Ichigo hurried along, her mind going a mile a minute. 'A date? With Kyoraku? Seriously, what the hell, Rukia?! You don't just spring this on a girl out of nowhere!'

Knowing that there was only one teashop, Ichigo was relieved to see Kyoraku standing in front of it. He wasn't hard to miss. Who else wore a straw hat and a pink kimono over his uniform? Running to the man, Ichigo panted, her face dripping with sweat. "Ca-Captain Kyoraku, I'm so sorry! Rangiku…they didn't tell me and-"

"Whoa! Whoa!" Kyoraku put his hands on the teen's shoulders and calmed her down. Giving her a warm smile, he patted her shoulder. "You can calm down. Take a breath and cool that pretty, little head of yours. You're right on time."

After gaining control her breathing, Ichigo looked down at herself and realized she looked a mess. Her Shihakusho was covered in dust and her face and hair were wet with sweat. "I'm sorry, Captain Kyoraku, I must look a mess," she awkwardly stated. "Nobody told me that you were taking me out on a date," the girl confessed.

"Really? Well no matter. All that counts is you're here!" Kyoraku jovially said. "Although a Shihakusho is hardly fitting attire for a lively date…."

Though Ichigo had never been on a date, the girl did know a thing about etiquette and that you don't show up to a first date in normal clothes. "Sorry…."

Kyoraku continued to smile. "Don't worry. I have something that'll suit you."

Ichigo thought that maybe Kyoraku brought a spare kimono with him but was shocked when he took off his kimono. It was a little shocking to see the man in just his regular Soul Reaper outfit, to be honest. A huge blush appeared on Ichigo's cheeks when Kyoraku handed her the flowery kimono. "Captain Kyoraku! I…I could never…" she didn't know what to say. She knew that Kyoraku was rather protective about the kimono he always wore.

But Kyoraku insisted. "Come now, Ichigo. It would be amiss of me to not let my date look lovely today."

Touched, Ichigo took the kimono and looked around. "Um…where are I supposed to change? We're just having tea, right?"

"Oh no. I picked this spot to just meet up. I'm a friend of the owner and she's got a room in the back for you to change in. She'll hold on to your outfit while we go on our date."

"Oh…okay," Ichigo replied, looking down at the kimono in her hands. "I guess I'll be right back." She walked past the curtains and entered the shop. The owner pointed her to the room and she quickly got changed.

Kyoraku was leaning back against a wall when Ichigo emerged, dressed in her new kimono. She blushed as she walked over to the man. "So…how do I look?"

Kyoraku had to admit, he'd no idea that orange and pink went so well together. "You look lovely," he said as he reached into his pocket to grab something. "Here," he pulled out a red ribbon and walked around Ichigo, tying her hair into a ponytail with the ribbon. "I always noticed you messing with your hair. This should help."

Heat burned Ichigo's cheeks from the touching gesture. She'd always knew the man to be goofy but she'd never known that he was this kind. "So where are we going?" she asked as he offered her his arm. "Some dinner date?"

"Not exactly."

Later….

"It's beautiful!" Ichigo whispered as she and Kyoraku walked along. They were in the middle of a magnificent field of flowers outside the Seireitei. Ichigo was astounded by the gorgeous sight of it all. Every color of the rainbow was on display before her. Red, blue, green, yellow, purple, white and every color in between was dazzling in the sunlight. "What is this place?" she asked Kyoraku as she walked along.

Scratching the back of his head, Kyoraku answered, "It's called the Field of A Thousand Hearts. Cheesy, I know, but it's fitting."

Ichigo knelt down and smelled one of the beautiful white tulips. "This is beautiful. I've never seen so many flowers before."

"I thought it'd be a good spot to take you. Whenever you're here, Ichigo, you're always busy trying to save someone. I thought it'd be nice to take you somewhere so you can stop and smell the roses along with these other lovely specimens."

Once again, Ichigo was touched by Kyoraku's words. She hugged his arm as they walked. "You know, you have a point. I'm always fighting when I'm here. I guess I never really thought of anywhere in the Soul Society as beautiful."

"A fair assessment. We have been going through a lot lately." He pointed to a cherry blossom tree. "Would you like to sit down?"

"Sure."

Ichigo saw that Kyoraku already had the place set up with a blanket and a picnic basket. She and Kyoraku laid down on the blanket and listened to the trees swaying in the wind. Kyoraku scooted closer to Ichigo and lifted her head up. "Here. You can use my chest as a pillow. I kinda forgot to bring one," he said with a seemingly innocent smile.

Deciding to humor the man, the orangette laid her head down on his chest and sighed. Despite her earliest thoughts, Kyoraku was being remarkably civil. She felt the beating of the man's heart and closed her eyes, finding comfort in such a gentle sound. She felt a hand run through her hair but didn't mind, the calm peacefulness lulling Ichigo into a state of relaxation.

They stayed like that for a time, watching as the world went by. Their peaceful respite was ended when they both heard the growling of Ichigo's stomach. "Sorry," she said as she sat up. She tried to put a hand on her stomach and gave an embarrassed smile. "I forgot lunch because of Rukia and Rangiku."

Laughter filled the flower field as Kyoraku sat up. "Fear not, my hungry Ichigo. I came prepared." He reached for the basket and began to take out food. He passed a slice of pie to Ichigo and they started to eat. "I've actually been hoping to get you alone, Ichigo."

Ichigo stopped chewing and stared at Kyoraku. "Why?" she asked, her heart racing.

"Oh, I always wanted to get to know you better. Usually when we're in the same room together things have a tendency to start exploding."

Breathing a sigh of relief, Ichigo relaxed. "Oh, okay then…"

Hours went by as they began to talk. Ichigo told Kyoraku more about her life; she told him about growing up in Karakura Town, meeting Rukia and everything in between.

Kyoraku laughed when she got to the parts with Kisuke Urahara. "He never changes!" he laughed when she told him about the cheesy headband. "I'm sorry you had to go through all that," he said with a sad expression. "Jushiro and I knew that something was up but with all the chaos happening."

Ichigo reached forward and touched the man's hand. "It's alright. Everything turned out alright, didn't it?"

"I suppose."

Kyoraku pulled out a small jug. "Want some?"

"Um…Rangiku said you wouldn't drink…"

"Oh don't worry. It's just juice. I had to promise Nanao I wouldn't let you drink. Jushiro gave some to me. Here. Try it."

Ichigo took a sip of the cup that Kyoraku handed her and smiled. "Wow! This is good!" She looked over at Kyoraku and noticed how he looked at her with an almost forlorn look on his face. "What's wrong?"

Setting down his cup, Kyoraku realized that he'd been caught reminiscing. "My apologies, Ichigo. It's just…" he looked down at the flowery pink kimono he gave her. "You look so much like someone else I know, wearing that kimono."

Curious, Ichigo moved closer. "Are you okay?" She knew that look in his eyes. It was the same look she'd carried for the longest time: the look of someone who'd lost someone dearest to them."

As Ichigo sat down next to him, Kyoraku refilled their cups. "Well, Ichigo, since you told me about yourself, it would be rude of me not to return the favor."

More time passed as now Kyoraku told Ichigo more about himself. The girl sat next to him and listened as he told him about his own life. Being as he was centuries older he had to give her the abridged version. Ichigo listened quietly, eager to know more about her date. She was surprised to hear that the kimono she was now wearing belonged to Kyoraku's sister-in-law, making the fact that he'd given it to her all the more heartwarming. She laughed when he told her of the times his mentor, Yamamoto, scolded him as a boy.

The sun dipped beneath the horizon, bringing night in its wake while Kyoraku continued to talk. Ichigo noticed the growing darkness and became a little concerned but Kyoraku merely wrapped an arm around her. "Um…Kyoraku? It's getting dark."

"Not for long."

Soon lights filled the air. At first Ichigo wondered if this was some trick of Kyoraku's but realized that it was fireflies. The beauty of the insects glow made the radiance of the flowerbeds all the more poignant. "It's beautiful," she whispered while in awe of the beauty. Her hand grazed against Kyoraku's and she blushed, her heart beating fast as she looked up. "Kyoraku, thank you for today."

Kyoraku reached up and caressed Ichigo's cheek. It amazed Ichigo how someone who had such rough hands like Kyoraku had such a gentle touch. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. You're a good person, Ichigo. You deserved this."

Ichigo meant to only kiss his cheek. The next morning she'd swear to herself she only meant to give him a quick kiss on his cheek and go home. But when she stared into his dark, brown eyes as she leaned forward her lips touched his. Kyoraku's arms embraced the girl as she kissed him. Ichigo's kiss was brief and light but Kyoraku returned it with one of his own with much more passion. Ichigo couldn't explain it but being here, wrapped in Kyoraku's arms and feeling the softness of his lips, made it feel so romantic that she wanted more. She'd never considered the man very attractive but after spending the day with him and getting to know him better she was finding him very attractive.

Kyoraku gently laid the orangette in pink down onto her back, laying on top of her as they kissed. One kiss led to another, and then another, and then another. And with every kiss, Ichigo could feel her blood heating up more and more until she felt like she'd melt in his arms. His heavy weight pressed into her, keeping her pinned beneath him while she tangled her tongue with his. Her hands slid through his hair as she started to crave the man.

The captain gave a low moan as he sucked on Ichigo's tongue, breathing in her sweet perfume as his hands caressed her lovely face. He didn't mean for this to happen but like Ichigo was to him, he was falling for the girl.

The two broke the kiss for air, Kyoraku traced her lips with a thumb, enjoying how she started to tremble beneath him. "Ichigo…"

"Shunsui…"

Kyoraku felt his blood surge through him when he heard the young woman whisper his name. Sitting up, he quickly took off his Haori and his black top. Ichigo's cheeks went from pink to bright red as she stared at Kyoraku's broad, masculine chest. She looked lower and saw that Kyoraku wasn't the only one who was aroused. Kyoraku reached for the tie to the pink kimono wrapped around Ichigo. He looked up at Ichigo for permission, who quickly nodded. Undoing the tie, Kyoraku grab the folds of the kimono and gently parted them to expose Ichigo's body to the man. The man had been intimate with other women before but the teen's beauty took his breath away.

The years of fighting had done the girl's body a service, her form thin and fit. Her muscles were the right kind of tone; giving her a visage of strength but not too much. Her skin a nice tan, she had a slim waist and long, slender legs that complimented her smooth skin. Kyoraku's eyes immediately went to her bosom. He'd always tried to guess Ichigo's size when she wasn't looking but if he had to guess she was the same size as Yoruichi. Her womanhood, covered in a pair of cotton-white panties, capped off the picture of beauty.

Ichigo was used to having people stare at her; it was something she'd gotten used to in P.E. along with Orihime and Tatsuki. She knew that she'd been endowed with good looks. But the heated stare that Kyoraku gave her made her shiver in embarrassment. "Don't stare…" she said meekly. Her heart thumped wildly in her chest. She knew that this wasn't like her at all to be so meek but the blood rushing to her head and the tingling she felt down there made her want to submit to these new feelings.

Leaning down, Kyoraku gave her a long, deep kiss. "Don't be so ashamed," he said softly as his chest pressed into her breasts, feeling their softness on his skin. "You're so beautiful, Ichigo." He kissed her neck and started to work his way down, kissing her flawless skin. Ichigo shivered from his hot touch, the cold air around her making her skin feel like it was on fire. Reaching her ample bosom, Kyoraku cupped her tits with his strong hands. Ichigo couldn't fight the moans when his hot mouth touched her nipple, already hardened from the cold air. Her eyes drifted shut as the older man gave her tender areola a tender kiss before licking it with his tongue. The sensation of his wet organ slowly circling her tit made Ichigo's spine tingle, heat starting to flow southward towards her honeypot. "Oh Shunsui…" she gasped.

The man teased Ichigo with his tongue, dragging it across her tanned globes. He enjoyed making Ichigo's breath hitch before he wrapped his lips around her hardened nipple.

"Oh!" Ichigo moaned, the sound mixing with Kyoraku's sucking. Ichigo ran her hands through the man's dark hair. This spurred on Kyoraku's tender sucking. His hands squeezed her tits as he switched from one nipple to the other, lavishing them with his warm tongue. "Ahhhhh…"

As her legs rubbed together, Ichigo felt them rub up against the bulge in Kyoraku's Hakama. Her mind became filled with dirty thoughts and she had a sudden urge to see Kyoraku's manhood. She sat up and stopped Kyoraku's sucking. "Um…Shunsui?"

"Yes?" Kyoraku replied, wondering why Ichigo had stopped her.

Giving Kyoraku a pleasant smile, Ichigo reached down and touched the tent in his pants. "Can I…touch you…down here?"

Kyoraku couldn't help but smile knowingly and gave a silent nod, leaning back and laying down to let Ichigo take off his pants. Ichigo could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she slowly pulled off the man's pants. She couldn't help but stare in awe as she got a very good look at Kyoraku's manhood. 'Holy cow…he's bigger than I imagined.' She honestly wished she had a ruler on hand just to measure the captain's magnificence.

Swallowing the lump in her throat, Ichigo reached down and gripped Kyoraku's shaft with her soft hand. Kyoraku's head tilted back and he let a lustful sigh leave his lips as the orangette slid her hand up and down. Soon Ichigo became more confident in her stroking and began to jerk him off faster. Kyoraku tilted her head up and whispered into her ear, "Try using your mouth," he suggested. As good as Ichigo's hand felt, he was very eager to see her use her mouth to pleasure him.

Nodding, Ichigo leaned down and opened her mouth. 'It's so hot…' she thought to herself as her lips wrapped around the head. Gripping the base of the shaft she started to take the man deeper into her mouth. She tried to take him as deep as she could but found that the man's girth was too much for her mouth. "Gckkk!" she gagged before pulling back, feeling sick.

Kyoraku immediately sat up and lifted her head up, not wanting her to choke on his manmeat. "Go slowly," he said, "No need to rush. I'm not going anywhere."

Grateful for Kyoraku's kindness, Ichigo gave him a quick kiss before she pushed him back down. She returned to sucking him off, always making sure not to go too deep. Her mind turned to mush as she became intoxicated with the man's taste and scent, making her long for more.

"Ohhhhh…" Kyoraku moaned loudly into the night sky as Ichigo sucked him off, her head bobbing up and down. He had to admit, for someone as inexperienced as Ichigo, she was quite good at giving head.

The moans that the man let out spurred Ichigo on. She took her mouth off of his cock and licked the slickened shaft. She reached down and cupped his balls with her slender hand, tasting the pre-cum dripping form the tip. "Mmmhhh…" she moaned before resuming sucking him off.

Ichigo wasn't kept waiting for Kyoraku to be brought to release. With a loud grunt he came into Ichigo's mouth. Ichigo's eyes widened as her mouth was filled with sperm, her cheeks bulging from the copious volume. She swallowed every drop of Kyoraku's cum, pulling back once her mouth was empty. Her sweaty chest heaved for air as she reached down into her panties to touch herself. The ache inside of her loins was too strong for her to bear anymore and she wanted more.

She wanted him.

Kyoraku watched as the orangette stood up, his cock having not softened in the slightest. He sat up as Ichigo reached for her panties and his hands joined hers, pulling down the undergarment and revealed her moist honeypot. Ichigo stepped out of her underwear and tossed it to the side before letting Kyoraku pull her into his lap. She laid her head on his shoulder as his hands cupped her round ass, cooing in delight as his thick cock wedged between her cheeks, his lips kissing her neck. "Shunsui…take me…"

"Shhhh…" Kyoraku whispered as he lifted up her hips, the tip of his sensitive cock touching her soft lips. "I promise I'll go slowly."

Two cries filled the night as Kyoraku lowered Ichigo down onto his cock, Ichigo's loud while Kyoraku's was quiet. Ichigo had no barrier to tear thanks to her extraneous activities but her honeypot still retained a virgin's tightness. "Ohhhhh…" she moaned as she sank down on Kyoraku's manhood, giving the captain her virginity. She clung to the main as she sunk down to the base of his cock, her walls stretching around her tight flowerpot. Kyoraku's hands ran through her hair soothingly, keeping still while she adjusted to his size. He kissed her cheek as his hands went to her sides, grasping her waist. Another lewd moan spewed from Ichigo's lips when he lifted her up, his cock sliding through her tight pussy. "Ohhh gawd…"

Kyoraku's hands lifted Ichigo up and down with ease, her moans music to his ear. He reveled in the tight heat of her warm hole embracing him as well as the blissful feel of her breasts rubbing into his chest. "Ahhh…" He tilted her head down and kissed her lips. "You feel good," he moaned.

Ichigo's hands cupped Kyoraku's face as her hips moved up and down. "You're so big…inside of me!" she moaned before mashing her lips with Kyoraku's. She pulled away and clung to him tightly, wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders. "Ohhh! Shunsui! My pussy feels so good!"

As his cock slid in and out of Ichigo's wet honeypot, Kyoraku resumed sucking on Ichigo's breasts, tenderizing her tit with his teeth. His hands gripped Ichigo's ass tightly. Hearing Ichigo moan more, Kyoraku let her breast out of his mouth and laid back. He knew that this was Ichigo's first time and wanted her to be in control.

And take control she did. When Kyoraku's hands grabbed hers, she slid her fingers in between his and began to move on her own. Her ass jiggled as it smacked Kyoraku's hips, her breasts gently bouncing as she slid up and down Kyoraku's manhood. "Ohhhh! Yes! Ohhh!" She couldn't control herself anymore as she gave herself over to her inner desires. She knew sex could feel good but this was blowing her mind. She looked down at the man she was fornicating with and smiled. The look on his face as he lay there, reveling in the feel of her womanhood, made her want to pleasure him more.

Sweat dripped down Ichigo's body onto Kyoraku's hairy chest when she rolled her hips, her eyes rolling back as the man's cock shifted inside her. "Oh! Fuck!" she couldn't help but moan. Her hips soon started to move on her own, bouncing on his cock faster and faster. "Ahhh! Mmmmhhhh! Shunsui!" she panted, her tits bouncing like crazy. Kyoraku's cock slid deep into her, hitting all of Ichigo's sweet spots. Her back arched when Kyoraku started to match her bouncing with his own thrusts.

Kyoraku was in awe of Ichigo as she rode him, moaning along with her as her walls tightened around his cock. "Ichigo…" he groaned as he thrust up into her honeypot, his hands grabbed at Ichigo's bouncing tits.

"Yes! Yesss!" Ichigo shouted as she bounced faster. Her toes curled as the bubble inside her began to grow. She reached down to rub her clit. Touching her sensitive nub made Ichigo saw stars, the bubble inside her began to burst. "Kyoraku! I'm…I'm gonna cum!"

Sitting up, Kyoraku took the initiative and wrapped his arms around Ichigo's waist. Ichigo gave a loud gasp as Kyoraku rolled over and found herself on her back, pinned by the captain's heavy weight as his cock started to piston in and out of her pussy rapidly, the dirty sounds her pussy was making filling her ears. Her arms and legs clung to the man desperately while she kissed him, her mind going blank as he reached the deepest part of her pussy. Turning her head to the side, Ichigo cried out into the night when she couldn't bear it any longer. "I'M…I'M CUMMING!" she shouted, her nails and heels digging into Kyoraku's body as her pussy clenched around Kyoraku's cock.

Kyoraku devoured her moans with a deep kiss, holding her shaking body still as she orgasmed around his cock, moaning into her lips while reveling in the feel of her seductive body. He felt his own cock pulse, ready to fire into the girl but held off his climax. He didn't want to accidently put a bun in Ichigo's oven. Pulling out of Ichigo's gushing honeypot, Kyoraku unwrapped Ichigo's arms and legs around him and scooted to her side, his throbbing cock pointed at Ichigo's face. Seeing the man stroke his cock rapidly in front of her, Ichigo licked her lips and leaned forward, wrapping her lips around the slickened head.

"Ahhhhh!" Kyoraku grunted as he exploded into Ichigo's mouth, the orangette eagerly swallowing the thick treat as he came in her orifice. Ichigo's eyes rolled into the back of her head while she drank his cum, her belly heating up from the warmth of his seed. After finishing cumming in Ichigo's mouth, Kyoraku pulled away and sat back down on the blanket. As he lay down next to Ichigo, the girl sidled up next to him, cuddling with her date as they basked in the warm afterglow, their naked, sweaty bodies sticking to each other. Wrapping an arm around her, Kyoraku kissed Ichigo's forehead.

Laying her head on Kyoraku's shoulder, Ichigo panted for air, the taste of her date's seed heavy in her mouth. She traced invisible patters in the man's hairy chest. "Wow…this was a good first date," she giggled.

Kyoraku chuckled in response. "Far be it for me to leave a lady dissatisfied."

Ichigo was silent for a moment before looking up. "Hey, Shunsui? Would you like to go out on another date?"

A smile spread across the man's lips. "I'd love to." Reaching to the side, he grabbed the discarded pink kimono and threw it over them, keeping their nudity covered. He and Ichigo lay there, snuggling together as they fell asleep, the fireflies illuminating them as they fell into dreamland….

Unknown to the two, they were being watched. Hidden in the flowerbeds were a certain strawberry blonde and short, black-haired girl. Rukia turned to Rangiku and grinned. "Ha! Told you again!" she whispered triumphantly. "Pay up, sucker!"

Cursing, Rangiku pulled out another bag of coins and handed it to Rukia, having lost another bet. "Phooey!"

The End