pairing: gin x ran

yeah, its 12.48 am and I'm soo tired. damn you weak 13 year old body of mine. ANYWAY gin ran fic ummm feedback is good

I DO NOT OWN BLEACH OF ANY OF THE CHARACTERS teehee

Silver

A small, silver haired boy leaned over the demolished and starving body of a young girl.

"Here," The boy slowly reached into his kimono and directed her to eat the small strip of food in his hand. "Eat this," The boy said.

The girl responded, "But why?"

"You have it too." He replied.

Confused, the blonde girl paused slightly.

"Power," he finally spat out.

He began to walk off into a distant nothingness.

"Gin, such a strange boy," she exhaled under her breath.

Matsumoto Rangiku. She had been having dreams lately. Many of them happened to be about her past; with Him. Not a day goes by when she wished that she knew what Ichimaru Gin was up to; or for that matter where he would run off to; leaving her alone. Rangiku was a heavy drinker and had certain assets. Usually when she went out to drink she started out happy, but, that never lasted. Unlike the happy – go – lucky Captain of the 8th Division, Rangiku drank to forget everything; her past, her present, how Gin would leave here all alone.

Depression is a terrible thing.

One day whilst she was walking through Seireitei, she realized everyone had someone they could depend on in a way; a relationship, or love. She desperately wished this word would apply to her. She saw Her Captain Hitsugaya and 5th Division Vice Captain Hinamori sharing a watermelon laughing and blushing all the while. She saw 6th Division Vice Captain Renji and Kuchiki Rukia of 13th Division playing a foreign game from the living world that Rukia had brought back from her visit there. She even saw 8th Division Vice Captain Ise Nanao sitting with her captain apparently pouring sake for him. Matsumoto knew Nanao hated it when Captain Kyouraku drank instead of doing his paperwork. She wandered everywhere. After Aizen's betrayal, she felt even more crushed than before.

"The nerve! Damn that Aizen for taking my Gin away from me!"

Over and over she thought this. Every day she woke up and hoped to see Gin's face; his grin that never faded and deceived those naïve enough to trust him. Maybe she was one naïve souls. No, that can't be possible. Gin trusted her. He never hurt her intentionally. She remembered the times when she thought he loved her.

"Rangiku," The now man clad in a white haori with the kanji "3" on the back whispered in a lame attempt to wake the deeply hung over blonde.

"Rangiku," He said this a bit louder now.

Her eyes began to sliver open and she felt a sudden burst of heat in her body, and a peculiar tightness in her chest. Whenever she looked at him this strange feeling would appear.

"G-Gin! What are you doing here?" she questioned.

"A wake up call" he said.

"I couldn't help myself, you just looked so cute." She smiled (but obviously you wouldn't be able to tell that he was smiling at her because he's always smiling)

"Let's take a walk." He patiently added.

The next time she saw him that serious he was betraying Soul Society, ascending to Hueco Mundo as Aizen's subordinate. As he departed, he said one last thing to her; "I'm sorry."

"Gin, I never know where you are going. But, I need to embrace reality, without you, for know that is. I know I said I don't know the feeling of love, but I was severely mistaken. You were the one who showed me that I'm not alone and I need to realize that. Stop this suffering and make something better out of it. I love you Gin." She thought.

And then,

"I'm sorry Rangiku."