Chapter Seven: Bad Day and a Warning
"Oh Aizen-taicho, it's just awful", Momo cried to the traitorous captain.
"What ever could be the problem Momo? I thought your plan was working?" he asked the crying brunette.
"It was at first, but then that slut had to get in the way and now Toushiro is even more psyched about the wedding. They're practically parading around singing and dancing and holding hands", she spat. "But I still have a plan that I know for sure will crash the wedding", she added.
"Very well then but may I make a suggestion?" he asked.
"Of course Aizen-taicho!" she squealed.
"It is traditional for the groom to have a bachelor's party, I'm sure there's some way—"
"Toushiro isn't having one", she cut Aizen off. "He and Rangiku are just going to have one big party with all their closest friends", she pouted.
"Are you not a close friend of the groom?" he smiled at her.
"Where are you going with this Aizen-taicho sir?" she cocked an eyebrow.
"I'm saying maybe should become a little closer. The closer you become to him, the further away she will become. So far away that she will leave him for good", he squeezed her shoulder and gave her his oh-so-award-winning-traitorous-smile.
"Um . . . yeah . . . sure", she smiled nervously.
"Good", he patted her shoulder and stepped into the darkness. "I have some things to take care so I won't be available today. Take care Momo", he waved then disappeared completely.
Toushiro sat at his desk humming quietly while working on his mountain of paperwork.
Well you're happy this morning his ice dragon commented.
I am. Only two more weeks until me and Rangiku can call each other husband and wife.
Then maybe me and Haineko should get married as well. We're already practically like an old couple. We've been dating since before the betrayal and all.
You have?
Unlike you and Rangiku, we don't lie about how we feel. We embrace it.
Oh you do, do you? How about I embrace you and toss you out the window? Toushiro grabbed his zanpakuto, walked over to the open window near his desk, and dangled Hyourinmaru out of it.
Okay, okay. I apologize master, just don't toss me out of the window the ice dragon begged.
That's what I thought Toushiro smirked and pulled his zanpakuto back inside the office. From now on you'll choose your words more carefully, right?
Yes master.
Good.
"Toushiro, why are you torturing your zanpakuto again?" he heard someone say behind him.
"Rangi—oh Momo, it's just you", he blinked at the brunette. "Is there something I can do for you?" he asked sitting back down at his desk.
"Actually, there is", she looked down poking her index fingers together.
"Well, what is it?" he asked a little too impatiently.
"I need you to come shopping with me. It would only be for an hour and there's no one else I can go with", she pleaded.
"Why can't you go with Renji or someone?" he asked irritably.
"Renji's in a meeting, Kira is training, and Rangiku hasn't even woken up yet", she whined.
That's right Toushiro thought. When he left for work this morning, Rangiku had just rolled over onto her other side in bed. Besides, he doubted Rangiku wanted to spend another shopping spree with Momo.
"Please Toushiro", she begged. "Just for one hour", she held up her index finger.
"Alright, fine", he sighed. "I'll come".
"Hooray!" she squealed and leaped across his desk and gave him a hug. (more like squeezed the life out of him)
"Okay, okay", he shoved Momo off him. "I said I'd come already, so you don't have to squeeze the life out of me. Let's hurry up and go so I can get back on time", he snarled at her and began walking to the door.
"Right", Momo chirped and followed out behind him.
Meanwhile . . .
"Oh shit!" Rangiku cursed as she leaped from the bed and sprinted toward the bathroom. "Toushiro is so going to kill me. Why didn't he wake me?" she screamed turning on the shower so the water could get warm.
Just as Rangiku was about to run to the closet to pick out her shinigami uniform, a gust of wind blew open the window and in walked the traitorous former captain of squad five: Sosuke Aizen.
"Aizen, you bastard, what are you—", she tried to yell but was cut off as Aizen lunged toward her, grabbed hold of her neck, and pinned her against the wall.
"It's nice to see you too", he smiled evilly at the blonde fukutaicho.
"What do you want?" she choked out.
"I want you and your precious little taicho to call off this wedding", he cooed in her ear.
"Like hell", she spat at him.
"You'll pay for that", he squeezed her neck tighter as he wiped the spit from his face. "As well as for the death of Gin", he added.
"Yo Rangiku", someone knocked at her door. "You in there?"
"Well, it appears you have company, so I'll be taking my leave now", he dropped the trembling strawberry blonde. "Bye-bye", he waved then disappeared.
Rangiku sank to the floor and put her face in her hands and cried.
"Rangiku, are you alright?" the banging grew louder as her shoulders began to shake uncontrollably.
Rangiku was too shaken up to even respond to her visitor and just lay there on the floor, crying her eyes out.
"Alright, I'm coming in", her visitor called and busted through the door.
Rangiku looked up to see a tall figure, wearing a white captain's robe, and red hair crowning his head.
"Renji?" she finally croaked out, surprised.
"Rangiku, what happened?" he slouched down beside her, placing a hand to her back and rubbing it gently.
"I-I was so scared", she gasped in between sobs. "A-a-aizen . . . was here and h-h-he said . . . h-he said he wanted me t-to call . . . off the w-wedding", she hick cupped.
"You can't do that. You love Hitsugaya-taicho and he loves you. I know how hard you two have fought to be together and now you're going to throw all of that away because of a little threat by Aizen?" he asked. (more like yelled at her)
"You're right!" she stood and clenched her fist together. "Toushiro and I have been through hell and back to be together and we aren't going to give that all up because of a little threat. I chose taicho when Gin tried to scare me into leaving him and I'll chose now when Aizen is trying to scare me into calling of the wedding. Our love has stood against all the trials before and it will stand against all the trials again", she patted Renji on the shoulder and sprinted to the bathroom.
"Okay then, I guess I'm gonna go", she heard him call from the bedroom.
"Okay", she called. "Lock the door on your way out", she added a minute later.
She heard the door slam shut and behind undressing and hopped into the shoulder letting the water wash over her body and wash all her worries away.
"Momo", he grumbled. "We've been at this for two hours now. For the love of god, just chose something!" he bellowed.
"But Toushiro", she whined. "I can't just choose any pair of shoes. I have to choose the pair that would go best with my outfit silly", she giggled turning back to the perky blonde sales clerk.
Were all the sales clerks in these stores blonde? He wondered.
Toushiro had to admit, he could understand Momo's point but he wished her shoe shopping didn't take so long. He was already out an hour later than he planned, thus falling further behind in his paperwork.
"Momo, I understand that your shoes have to match your dress, but some of us have paperwork to finish and don't have all day to get it done", he said to her.
"Well excuse me if I'm not a captain and I have a little more time on my hands than you do", she snapped at him.
"That's not what I meant", he gritted through his teeth trying to suppress his anger.
"Well, it didn't sound like that's what you meant", she hmphed.
Toushiro had tried to be patient with her but she had been testing it since they left his office. Hell, since she made that god awful tea in that god awful teapot.
"That's it Momo!" he shouted. "We're leaving. NOW!" he stomped over to her, lifted her over his shoulder, apologized to the clerk and shunpo-ed off.
"Toushiro", she kicked and screamed like a child. "Put me down. Put me down immediately!" she squealed.
"I told you one hour and we've been gone for two. If we'd have stayed, we'd have been there for another two. Now I've got work to do and I intend to get most of that work done today", he lectured her.
"Well maybe you could get that work done if you had a certain lieutenant fiancé to help you", she mumbled.
"Well then", he dropped her onto the ground. Hard. "You can walk your own ass home", he glared at her then shunpo-ed off. Leaving Momo in his dust.
Toushiro had intended to go back to the office but in all honestly, he really wanted to just go home, fix himself a nice cup of tea and curl up under the sheets.
When Toushiro opened the door to his apartment, he saw that the table had been set, with two purple candles lit and a bowl of watermelon in the center.
He hoped the watermelon wasn't fake like those waxed bowls of fruit in the human world. But he knew they probably were. Watermelon wasn't in season right now.
But what really caught his eye or really his nose, was the delicious smell that was coming from the kitchen.
"Rangiku, honey, is that you?" he peered through the window of the living room where the kitchen could be seen.
Un huh", she called back. "And guess what we're having for dinner?" she chirped.
"Waxed watermelon", he joked.
"Nope", she giggled. "And by the way, that watermelon isn't fake. Although, it may be a little dry", she walked over to him and handed him another bowl of fresh watermelon.
Toushiro didn't know what to say. Here, she had been slaving away at a stove, preparing the perfect meal for him, while he was out shopping with Momo, enduring the most horrific of tortures he could bare to stand. Was he lucky or what?
Slowly, his eyes began to fill with tears as his body moved closer to Rangiku and his arms slowly wrapped around her waist.
"Thank you Rangiku", he cried into her bosom.
"Oh Toushiro. My Toushiro", she rubbed his back and nuzzled his hair. "Did my Toushiro have a bad day?" she cooed in his ear.
"Yes he did and he wishes his lovely and wonderful fiancé would do something to make it better", he whimpered in response.
"Well, what would you like me to do?" she pulled away and looked him in the eye.
"Well, I did want tea, but", he wriggled his eyebrows. "I kinda have something else in mind".
"Oh you do now?" she cooed in his ear and squeezed his butt.
"Oh yeah", he grabbed her up in his arms and carried her to the bedroom.
"Wait", she screamed leaping from his arms nearly knocking the bowl of fruit out of his hands.
Toushiro didn't understand what all the fuss was about but decided he didn't care. He was happy he was about to get some. Then an idea hit him.
Toushiro followed her into the kitchen and walked over to the refrigerator.
"Honey, what are you doing?" he heard her asked from behind.
"Just getting some chocolate", he answered her as he placed his bowl of fruit on the self in the fridge.
"Chocolate? But why?" she scratched her head.
"Well, when you ran into the kitchen, that's when an idea struck me", he smirked at her and headed toward the dinning table.
"Oh no Toushiro, we're not—"
But he had stopped listening after she said his name.
"Toushiro!" she screamed as he pushed all the glasses, plates, silverware, and candles onto the floor and laid the chocolate sauce on top of the table.
"Toushiro . . . m-m-my . . . my plates a-an-nd my glasses and—"
"We'll get more", he smiled at her. "I mean, we're going to get a whole new set of plates and stuff from the wedding. So just relax. Don't worry", he walked over to her and planted a kiss on her lips.
When they broke apart, Rangiku scowled at him and said, "Toushiro Hitsugaya, I don't know what in the hell has gotten into you but—"
She had tried to scold him but Toushiro had planted another kiss on her lips and lifted her into his arms and sat her down on the table.
"Now let's get naked", he grinned and began kissing her again.
Rangiku didn't say anything and began removing his robes from his shoulders as his kisses trailed down her neck and onto her shoulders. He figured she either didn't care or was a bit . . . ya know . . . too occupied to even remember to care.
"So, who gets the chocolate?" she asked as Toushiro began trailing down to her breasts.
"Well, I was hoping to have something sweet after my bad day but if you want—"
"Oh I don't mind", she grinned taking the chocolate, popping the cap off and pouring some all over her body.
"Now that's my kind of woman", Toushiro hopped on top of his chocolaty fiancé and began festering on her supple breasts.
"I love you", she pulled him away from her breasts so that they were staring into each other's eyes.
"And I love you", he licked some chocolate sauce off her nose.
Toushiro felt like he was on top of the world at that moment.
He had a woman who was bold, daring, kind, sexy, and very forgiving. And he didn't if all of Soul Society heard them making love, he was going to make to her all night long until they both couldn't stand anymore. He was going to show her just how much he loved and appreciated. For there was no other woman he would rather make love to, in a puddle of chocolate sauce, than with his bride-to-be: Rangiku Matsumoto.
Well, I hoped you enjoyed it. I had a really tough time trying to figure out where this story was going to go but I think did good. What with all the stress I've been under and dealing with writer's block. Again. Anyway, please review and tell me what you think. Bye!