The Struggles Of Their Destiny.

Chapter – 4

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach.

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Toshiro took a seat on his desk chair while staring at his telephone on his desk. His hands twitched and there were raised veins on this forehead as he contemplated what he could do to say he was sorry. He had replayed the entire scene in his head and knew he had overreacted. He knew she wasn't one to be too committed into something. She was a free minded, life's too short kind of woman. But he was nervous and afraid. She was the first woman he has ever crushed on and then that eventually bloomed into love. Basically, she was the first in everything in his love life, the reason he wanted to even have such a thing. He didn't want to lose her. They were exact opposites. She was the bright, warm, cheerful and fun-filled summer while he was the dark, chilly, seriousness of winter. He ran a hand through his spiky, silver hair and slumped his head onto the desk. He smirked as he recalled his way of thinking a few months back. He remembered saying quite clearly to Captain Ukitake that relationships were simple and that it was just a matter of clear communication and honesty. He didn't see why other shinigami were having problems with relationships. It was so simple; don't do something that the other person won't like. Toshiro however realised how naïve he was to have been saying those things and how inexperienced and juvenile he must have seemed. His green eyes flicked towards the door that was being opened slowly by Captain Kyouraku Shunsui. The tanned man had a sleepy smile on his face as he staggered into his office.

"The least you could have done is knock," Hitsugaya muttered with a cold glare trained on the other Captain.

"Whoa…. Is it cold in here or is it me?" he replied stretching his smile into a full blown grin which made Toshiro a bit uneasy.

"I think it's just you. Now what do you want?" the silver haired teen muttered halfheartedly.

"Well," he answered, "A lot of your subordinates are quite frightened to enter your division as some reported to me and I quote 'Captain Hitsugaya had the face of a hungry and very much constipated hollow.' There is also a considerable temperature change around here so I'm here as the Hardy boy, Frank to investigate. So what's up with you and the most beautiful missy around?"

Boy thought Shunsui; If looks could kill I'd be a dead man in a pink robe.

"You felt to the need to say all of that just to find out what is wrong with me. And nothing is wrong so you can leave now," Toshiro said irritated.

"They all say that but I know you're lying and you don't want to say it because it's embarrassing, shameful and you don't know how to solve it, but don't worry kid I can help,"

Hitsugaya appraised him with a doubtful look.

"I don't mean to be rude Captain Kyouraku," he said edgily through clenched teeth, "but how can a man triple my age, that is wife less and hardly ever with a woman except for immediate satisfaction able to help me with my problems?"

"Ah……So you do have problems. Hey don't pop a vein kid. Relax a little. And why do you make one night stands sound like a boring and bad thing. It's fun and harmless once you know how to do it properly."

"Get out………"

"Nope!"

The younger Captain's face was beet red as he rubbed his temples with his fingers.

"Fine! I had a disagreement with Matsumoto,"

"Hm………So want to do about it?"

"I…I…was…wrong….and I would like to apologize to her," he stammered hesitantly.

"Well…do that. Have you ever gone on a date with her?"

"Hardly,"

"I'll take that as never. So talk to her. Matsumoto is a forgiving creature but still don't be wrong too often. A date at a restaurant will be good. Especially one with a lot of sake."

Toshiro's eyebrow twitched and his mouth was pulled into a comical sour grimace. A lot of sake…like if I would permit that…he thought rolling his eyes but found the suggestion one good enough to consider.

"Do you know a good one?"

"Well firstly we don't have restaurants in the soul society that you would or could carry a date to, it's more like a bar mixed with a cafeteria filled to the brim with adult sized children,"

"So I have to go to the real world to find one? Do you know where she favours?"

"Uh…….yeah but her favourite place was burnt down a few years back," Shunsui lied, "Find somewhere that's stylish, cheerful yet classy. Take her there, apologize and have fun."

That restaurant holds to many memories of that bastard Ichimaru so it'll be better if he found his own place to make memories he thought.

"So…How do I do that?"

"I'll get Nanao to help. She's good at stuff like that. You just have to call. What time do you want this for?"

"Uh…tomorrow……….at …….six?"

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"Now who's making my lovely Rangiku cry?" a familiar voice said as he wiped the tears from her astonished face.

She blinked twice in shock at the form in front of her.

"Gin…," she whispered as the wind from the open window blew his scant in her face.

Her head spun as spirals of questions appeared in her mind. Her eyes widened as her brain registered the sight of him with pain and betrayal. She wrapped her hands around herself and started to quietly sob staining the sheets with her salty tears. Gin she thought, Why can't you see I am a broken woman? A victim of your games. Why do you keep doing this to me?

Gin smiled sadly at her.

"I didn't think the sight of me would have made you cry. If I had known your feelings had changed I would have never returned to you," he murmured.

She gasped.

Her widened gray eyes stared right into his as she spoke, "Explain returned."

She grabbed his shirt and pulled him to sit next to her on the bed.

"Do you love me Matsumoto?" he breathed softly, his mouth no longer in a smile.

"Of course I always have," she choked as tears streamed down her face.

"Will you stay with me? Be mine?" he asked his head bowed so she couldn't see his expression.

She wanted to slap him. Kick him. Castrate him. Did he know what he was doing to her? She knew she had to be strong. She was always weak under his will. One word highlighted itself in her mind. Toshiro.

She looked away and began to tremble tears still running down her cheeks. She touched his hand. The hand she loved. I love Toshiro too.

He's being too straight forward, moving too fast she thought frantically as she tried to find the right thing to say. Say it damn it she urged herself

She closed her eyes and said weakly, "I love you…Why did you keep leaving me?"

He closed his eyes and sighed, "It's very difficult to explain right now dear."

Matsumoto sank on her bed and watched as he stood.

"I would like to stop leaving if you tell me you love me and will be with me,"

She turned her head away and bit her lip until it bled.

"Come with me?"

She shook her head tears flowing down her read face.

"I will be back then Rangiku. By then you would have thought about it and would do more than cry for me my love,"

Matsumoto stared after his figure that had immediately vanished from her room. She closed her eyes from exhaustion and took her much needed break from this confusion. Sleep she thought just what I need.

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Matsumoto was brought back to reality to the loud ringing of her phone. She was surrounded by a sea of darkness as she fumbled of the bed as she searched for the light switch on the wall. The sudden illumination of the room blinded her as she grabbed the phone while simultaneously make note of the time. Nine p.m? I thought it was later. Time's moving so fast but I am not having fun.

"Hello? Toshiro?" she exclaimed surprised as she looked at the caller identification.

"Matsumoto. You must be wondering why I'm calling?"

She shut her eyes and tried to remember the possible reason for this call but instead she remembered Ichimaru.

Toshiro took the silence as a sign to continue.

"I would like to apologise to you Matsumoto for how I reacted. And I would like to take you out to dinner,"

Her heart skipped a beat as she heard that. Toshiro……….He did that for me?

Matsumoto did the only thing that would make both parties happy, agree.

"So…I'll pick you up tomorrow at five then?

"Yes…….."

"Matsumoto I….never think I don't care about you"

"I know…….."

"Is something wrong?"

"Nope…."she chuckled.

"Goodbye,"

"Bye,"

Matsumoto slumped to the floor as she hung up the phone. Toshiro……….Ichimaru…………

She decided to go to the date with Toshiro. It would be there first. But each time she began to feel happy about it her stomach would knot as she thought of Ichimaru.. She always had Ichimaru, he understood her………He knew her. But he was never there when she needed him. He always broke her heart. Toshiro always crushed on she knew. She too had a thing for him. But somehow that grew until they reached where they are now. It was rocky as the two of them were as different as day and night. But she loved them both. What to do………..

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Author's note: Hey everyone here's an update! Consider yourself lucky as my other stories have not been updated in months. Okay Two months and I feel bad but for the next four years of my life until University my parents want me to study so I can actually get into one. So banned from everything I am. They don't know I am doing this in secret. So please review it is one of the few pleasure in my sad dull life. I really appreciate it.