Sorry it's been such a long time, everyone! : ( I honestly cannot explain enough how busy I've been. With working 55 hours a week and getting ready for the holidays, I've just been too exhausted to do anything. Not to mention, every idea I've had I couldn't do much with. I tried my hardest, but with my writers block, nothing sounded right. And honestly, these few stories just popped into my head. I hope I can write a bit more though.
The first fic is a very late birthday fic for Toushiro. The second is my first two-shot. I hope you enjoy them both! : ) And I hope everyone had safe and happy holidays!
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach.
Surprises
"Captain Hitsugaya, These came in for you. From the substitute soul reaper and his friends. It's such a peculiar thing, really." One of the tenth squad officers had a rather large display of balloons, arranged into a beautiful array of colors.
"Just set them over onto Matsumoto's desk. She'll enjoy them more than I will, I'm sure." He sighed. This wasn't the first "gift" that had been delivered to him today to wish him a happy birthday. The office had many packages, candies, and bouquets of all sorts laying about it. 'Serves you right,' Rangiku had said, 'for working on your birthday. Now they'll clutter up the office and you won't be able to do your work anyways!'
Rangiku had left shortly after that brief conversation. She had some other matters to attend to as she stated. He was sure she was planning something for him as she always did. He shook his head with a smile. He could only imagine what her brain could conjure up.
He dutifully continued his work as the day progressed, and more gifts arrived, yet no Rangiku. Just as he was about to call it a day with work, he stood up to leave and Rangiku appeared in the doorway, a wrapped box in hand. She was smiling from ear to ear and walked up to him slyly.
"Taicho, this is for you!" She gently put the package on the desk and stared at him intently, waiting for him to unwrap it. He smiled at her enthusiasm and sat back down. He untied the big bow and pulled at the ribbon gently, then lifted the lid off the box, revealing a sleeping kitten. Mostly gray with white on his head and on the tip of his tail. Toushiro was surprised to see the cute ball of fluff. He hadn't really ever thought of having an animal as a pet, especially as he was gone on missions for undetermined amounts of time, but here at the office, someone was always around. And he was so cute!
He lifted the tiny kitten out of the box, and cradled it in his arms, when he heard a loud pop and he kitten dashed under the couch, hiding in fear. Toushiro looked in the direction of the offending noise to see a shocked Rangiku, holding her sword like a stick towards the bouquet of balloons, with the shattered remains on the floor around her.
"I never saw these before, so I just had to see what would happen!"
"Rangiku, you didn't even watch me open my present, and you scared Nezumiiro!"
"I knew you'd like him and I was too watching! But I was really curious too! And that's such a cute name for him, Taicho." He reached under the couch and waited for the scared kitten to come near him. Soon he slowly edged out to his palm and Toushiro pulled him out and cradled him again. He let out a soft mew and lay his head down on Toushiro's arm and went to sleep.
"He loves you already." Rangiku said with a content sigh. He looked up to her and gave her a small kiss on the cheek. "So you really like him?"
"Best gift ever, Rangiku."
Last Words part 1
Things had been quiet in the Seireitei for the past few weeks, which one would think meant training and boredom would surface. However, for a certain division, boredom in the sense of nothing to do was not the outcome. Boredom arised from doing nothing fun. How is it that even when nothing happens, there is still always so much paperwork?
It was on such a day that out of absolutely nowhere the vice-captain of the tenth squad asked her boyfriend and captain a strange question.
"What would you say to me if this were to be the last time you saw me?" She looked at him intently while he sighed aloud.
"Matsumoto, knowing we cannot leave until this work is done, I would think your focus would be on completing these documents."
"But Toushiro, it's simply a question, and I'm still working, see?" She resumed writing, constantly looking up to him waiting for his answer. Another sigh.
"First of all, I've told you that we cannot address each other informally while on the job. If we start doing that, we'll do other things that are not professional and we'll both just get distracted. Second, what kind of a question is that? I refuse to answer such an outlandish question."
With that final statement, she looked down at her work and continued on, looking a bit disappointed. She'll get over it. Really, where do these weird questions come from? Toushiro thought, shaking his head in confusion. Women…
They continued working for what seemed like hours when Rangiku stood up and stretched. She walked to the window and looked at the moon, full and bright. He glanced up at her and couldn't pull his eyes away from her beautiful features, illuminated by the pale light. Suddenly her expression changed to confusion, eyes squinting as if trying to see far into the distance. Then they became shock, and briefly changed to fear. She quickly backed up from the window and began to draw her sword.
"Matsumoto, what is it?" He stood up quickly and started for the window when someone crashed through, sending him flying back against the wall. Time traveled painfully slow as he saw a flash of white run towards Rangiku, who was pressed as far into the corner as she could be, her sword in front of her in a fearful defense. He tried to get up, pushing hard on the glass covered floor, but his arms wouldn't work properly. He couldn't seem to find the strength. That's when he heard the culprit for the first time.
"Shoot to kill, Shinso."
