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Life of Simplicity
~Simply Instinct~
*Gin*

Other people were roaming the halls of the fourth division. One such person came to a certain room, only to find the occupant, a busty strawberry blond, bustling about, trying to make her room more comfortable. However, there was a very big limit, on what she could do, to actually achieve this. His pale teal eyes took in her curving figure, then shook his head, knowing this wouldn't be easy. "Hello, Rangiku."

This caused her head to suddenly shoot up, her mind caught off guard from hearing his voice. Her pale blue eyes turned from soft to a hard menacing look. "What are you doing here, Ichimaru?"

"We need to talk," came his reply, without commenting that she had used his last name, as if she was trying to make it so that he was something that she formally didn't know personally. The typical look was plastered to his face, yet he never had learned to drop it, except through the act of unintentional.

"No, we don't," the woman stated, going to pull at the bed sheets. "I think they shouldn't have been as lenient on you as they have been. I wish they'd locked you away, for good. I don't want some half assed explanation as to why you always ran away, or why you sided with that monster."

At first, he simply looked at her, then walked through the doorway, and sat down in one of the chairs and placed his hands in his lap, as if he were a good little kid. "No, we need to talk."

This caused Matsumoto to turned and face him, her hands on her hips. "Ichimaru Gin, I am going to ask you to leave."

The silver haired man opened his mouth to say something, only to have the leader of the viazards stick his head into the room, then approach Matsumoto. "Ahh, you… you are my first crush."

This caused Rangiku's glare to transfer. "I've heard that line before, particularly from you. I don't need that right now."

"When did I say that? Oh well…" the man suddenly turned towards Ichimaru, avoiding the confusing topic. There was a cocky smile on his face. "The person I've been seeking is you."

"Hello taicho," Gin felt his shoulders tense and his aura bristle, as this was one of the last people he currently wished to speak with. After all, he had cut down someone the man had cared about. He also had a rough relationship with Shinji ever since he had become the third seat of the fifth division.

"Do you really have the right to call me that," Shinji suddenly snapped. "You were always helping him. It's always been, what was the best interest of Ichimaru Gin."

The younger of the two felt his characteristic smile falter, "so says the taicho who never was able to look out for his subordinates."

"Why would I ever look out for a brat, who killed to obtain his seat in my division," the Vizard stated, brining up sore memories.

This caused Gin to suddenly slide down in his seat, not wishing to think about that night. "You have no clue what happened, that night. I don't like killing."

Matsumoto, who had had moved onto recognizing the flowers in a vase, suddenly turned back towards the two. "I don't like this conversation. I also don't believe the last thing you said, Ichimaru. Please, would you both leave. Take this conversation elsewhere."

"Well, I don't believe in the idea that the former third seat that sits in front of me, hates killing. Look at what you did to Hiyori, just to get to me. Revenge, hatred, spite… it's all there," Shinji nearly spat.

"No. That's not why," Gin shook his head at the man.

"Yes. If you were to kill anyone, it would be the person you looked up to while you were in the academy, even though he never knew it…"

"Shut up," came Gin's response to his zampaktuo.

"That isn't why?" Shinji's eyes filled with rage. "What other reason would you need to cut her down, then to spite me?"

"Nah. I respect you still too much taicho," Ichimaru stated, picking words that weren't choice to pacifism. His mood was growing in the stinging pain of his memories, he typically choose to push to the back of his mind. "She simply was annoying."

"Oh god…" Rangiku chocked out her response, causing Gin to look over at her, causing him to see in her eyes, the fact that she saw him as a monster.

"Simply… annoying…" Shinji's rietsu flared. "You aren't someone who has respect for anyone, except you freaking precious Aizen! My ass! Hiyori was always annoying everyone. To cut her down, simply because she said something about that monster!"

"Makes me one too, doesn't it taicho" Gin's response was nearly his typical calm, sadistic one, except his Adam's apple moved awkwardly for a reason rather only known to him. He hadn't at all told a lie right then.

"I mean, it was really Aizen taunting her, so the only other possible annoying thing she did…" Shinji's rant suddenly stopped short as something his him. "Hiyori was only being obnoxious to that kid. Even I could over hear them arguing."

"So?" Gin shrugged his shoulders, purposefully trying to brush off what had been said.

"I realized… that kid looks a lot like you. Blue green eyes, pale hair. Both of you likely child prodigies, for him to be a captain this young," Shinji's face was still registering the shock of the conclusion that he had come to.

Suddenly, the silver haired man's eyes sprung open, and his smile falters. His voice became threatening. "Leave Shiro-chan out of this."

"It's rather interesting that you would suddenly become defensive, simply because of one small child. I wonder why? His birthday sometime in December?"

The next thing, Gin found himself with his face in his former captains, his voice dripping with anger. "I said leave my son out of this!"

The next thing that happened was that Gin had to dodge a bit, as a vase came hurtling at their heads. It smashed against the wall and dripped down. "Your son?"

"Ran-chan! Please… calm down!" Ichimaru found himself holding up his hands in defense.

"Calm down? You don't have the right to call my son, your son! How could you have hidden from me like this!" the female snapped.

Shinji retained his cocky smile, yet raised an eyebrow. "Matsumoto Rangiku? You've… turned into quite the young lady."

"Leave!" Matsumoto suddenly spun her glare onto him. "You are part of the problem!"

"I'll apologize to you later then," the man sighed, slogging out of the room.

"You!" the irate woman suddenly went and shoved the silver haired man hard. "How could you do something like this to me… to him?"

"I had my reasons," Gin's eyes were open, trying to look straight into hers, that bled and anger of a mother cat.

"Reasons? I doubt you did, considering you cut down someone for saying stupid things."

"I say I take pride in him, and didn't appreciate her accusing him of cheating to become a captain," the man stated firmly. "It was of his own merit, truth be told."

"Take pride in him my ass!" Rangiku slapped him hard across the face.

"Remember when I told you, I had something to talk to you about? This was it… for his sake I am telling…" Gin found himself interrupted by a slap across his other cheek.

"That isn't a reason to… that doesn't prove you care! Caring isn't a reason to try to kill someone, simply for being annoying!" Matsumoto snapped.

"I didn't try to kill her," Ichimaru took a deep breath.

"What do you call, cutting her in half!" Rangiku shook her head, at the fact that his sadism remained intact.

"I would have cut her top to bottom, if I meant to kill her," came the odd reply.

"There is still no justification for what you did. Just because…" Rangiku quickly found herself interrupted.

"Chibi-taicho…" Gin stated firmly, hoping to stop her, as he caught site of something, or someone in her doorway.

"Don't make him part of this. Unfortunately…" only to find herself interrupted her.

"No, I…" Gin suddenly paused, taking in the scratch on the left cheek of their visitor.

"Matsumoto?" A very startled female cat suddenly spun around, surprise written all over her face.

"Taicho? How long…" she muttered, a bit taken aback that he had been standing there. Gin tilted his head, watching carefully.

"I wanted to see you, and heard loud voices… what's going on?" two teal eyes glared at Gin, as if to say the man had better not harm the woman. "If he's bothering you…"

"No… taicho… this isn't… it's a private conversation really… I might explain later…" the woman stated.

Ichimaru though, had become fixated on Toshiro's left cheek. "Chibi-taicho?"

Toshiro's eyes narrowed in annoyance, as Matsumoto had a certain look of hope on her face, that Gin would side with her on this one, and that he would help her to diffuse the situation. However, this was not to be the case, as Gin walked over and cusped the small boy's chin, tilting Toshiro's face so he could get a better look at his cheek. "Who hurt you?"

The man didn't notice the sudden fear that had sprung into Matsudo's eyes at first. However, he had no choice when she forced herself between the two, and pulled Gin's hand away. "Taicho, leave, now... you aren't ready for me to explain this to you."

"But…" the small figure in the fourth division bed clothing remained tense, his eyes filling with worry.

"Taicho! Now!" Rangiku stated harshly, causing the young one to scurry away. Ichimaru made to follow him, only to find himself back. "You're not leaving."

"I have to take care of something," came his reply. The look on his face was a rather serious one, without his usual grin. However, there was a kind of dark, obsessed tone to his words.

"The only thing you need to take care of, is telling me why you dared to break my heart, to rip my baby from my life, not to tell me, when I found him, that he was actually mine."

"Ran-chan… please…" Ichimaru's voice strained, seeming to be desperate. In addition, there was something else there.

"No . The way I see it, all your doing, is doing something to feed your ego, so that you have some time to do, so you aren't bored. It isn't because you care about him. I'm not going to let you go on a whim here, and ruin his life."

This caused Gin to pause, and look straight at her quite livid. "Ran… I really do care about him."

"Well, it's not possible for me to believe you," Rangiku stated, glancing away, a sad look in her face. "Seriously, it is just a scratch."

"Someone's trying to kill him!" Gin snapped, a memory flash briefly occurring in his mind, causing him to twitch.

"No one is trying to kill him! How messed up are you! Are you going to tell me now, that you cut down Hiyori because of her words were a threat when they weren't!" Rangiku shoved him backwards. There was fear in her voice, yet she still found herself facing him.

"Ran…" Gin suddenly felt his hand start to twitch, to reach for his zampaktuo. He then felt her latch onto him, in an attempt to prevent him from pulling it out. However, when his hand pulled it, she was surprised to find it dropping to the floor, then his foot kicking it to the far side of the room, sheath and all.

The next thing she knew, he pulled away from her harshly, and collapsed into the chair, clutching his head suddenly, his eyes wide, but not so that he could see her. He sensed her going to pick up his zampaktuo, only to find him snapping out again. "Don't… don't… don't…"

Author's note – The transition from Shinji losing it with Gin, to the whole fact of Toshiro's parentage being blurted out was rough, and I had problems getting it the way that I wanted… until my brother and I got to talking about why Gin cut down Hiyori. Simply because she was annoying… so, I used it.
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