A/N: OH MY GOD IT'S AN UPDATE A DAY AFTER THE PREVIOUS ONE! Trust me, this does not happen often. However, as much as I adore this chapter, I couldn't help but feel this song (from dragonballzlover2499!) was slightly Cristmassy, so CHRISTMAS HAS COME EARLY TO THIS FIC! Think of it as my comfort, as my mum didn't want to let me decorate the tree a full month before December the 25th...XD

As I said, credit for this artist choice goes to dragonballzlover2499, (but I chose the song in question) thanks to her and all the other people who've reviewed the last chapter in the past 24 hours! You're all gorgeous! And, let me remind you, new reviewers get a special party and a lifetime's supply of cyber cookies! (shameless bribery...)

People who reviewed/favourited:

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and agoodcupoftea! *throws huge new reviewer party*

Thanks to everyone who requested a song and I'll try to use all of them in following chapters, but be warned, if you request more than one at a time, I'll probably only choose the one I like best, but if you request more than once in different reviews, I will try my hardest to do all of them! That is not a ploy for reviews, just the facts. (Lies, oh lies!)

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or any of its characters. All credit goes to the absolutely amazing Kubo Tite! The song Do You Believe In Magic belongs to Aly & AJ, as much as I wish it was mine, but hey, you can't have everything in this world! :) (OMG, I JUST TYPED ALL THAT WITHOUT LOOKING! I know it doesn't sound that amazing, but I can't touchtype, so I'm pretty damn proud of myself!)

Do You Believe In Magic

'Do you believe like I believe?

Do you believe in magic?'

"Gin! Wake up, wake up Gin! Gin, Gin! Gin, hey Gin, Gin, Gin, Gin, Gin, Gi—"

"Yes, Ran-chan?" Gin pushed her face out of his, slightly irritated at being woken up at…four am.

"It's Christmas Eve, Gin!"

Gin sighed. "Yes, Ran-chan, it is Christmas Eve. Now can I go back ta sleep?"

"No! This is one of the big days of the year! We have to start early!" Rangiku bounced on his blanket excitedly.

"Ran-chan…we've talked about this before. Startin' early don' meant startin' at the freakin' crack of dawn. I'm tired. I can't function without my sleep. Please let me get my sleep, Ran-chan." Gin whined, pulling her arm in a futile attempt to calm her down.

"No." she replied mercilessly. "I've arranged with Toushiro-kun to go to a Christmas party at his place with loads of his friends!"

Gin's eyes bugged. "Surely it don' start at four in the mornin'?"

"Of course not, silly, it starts at two!" she waved him off.

"In the mornin'!" Gin's mind didn't work very well while it was still half-asleep.

"Don't be an idiot, Gin. The afternoon. And I need you to help me choose what to wear!" she squealed excitedly, dragging him out of bed and into the hallway outside the bathroom. While Gin stood shivering in just his boxers, Rangiku flew to the closet and pulled out four stunning outfits, each of which had taken her three weeks to save up for.

As she closed the bathroom door behind her, she told Gin, "When I come out, tell me what you think, okay? And then after I've tried all of them on, tell me which one was best."

"Ran-chan, I'm pretty sure I ain't the best person fer ya to be askin' 'bout this…" Gin replied hesitantly, wondering whether he should just go back to bed while she was getting changed.

"Well, you're kind of my only option. So suck it up." she informed him, slamming the door in his face.

Gin sighed, and leaned his back on the wall, flinching slightly at the cold temperature against his skin. She really was overexcited this year.

…

"So, Gin, what do you think?" Rangiku came out in a scarlet dress that came to just above her knees. It looked like she'd just stepped down off a cloud from Heaven. He told her so.

"Ya look wonderful, Ran-chan, can I please go back to bed now?" he pleaded.

Rangiku denied him permission. "Now, wait while I try on the next one!"

…

The next outfit was a chocolate-brown colour, with an underskirt of white netting. This one was shorter, it only came to about mid-thigh, and was quite low-cut as well.

Gin swallowed briefly. "Yup, that's perfect, ya look gorgeous, the colour suits ya to a tee, an' I don' think yer'll ever find one that looks better."

"Okay! I'll go try on the next one!"

…

Rangiku's third outfit consisted of a lot of purple silk. Gin had to blink to fully comprehend how much silk there was. The cost of this dress alone could have fed them both for at least a month!

"Lovely, Ran-chan, but don'cha think ya should—"

"Thanks, Gin! One more to go!" At that, Gin breathed out a huge sigh of relief.

…

"All right, Gin, here it is!" Rangiku announced, stepping out into the hallway for what was hopefully the last time that day.

Gin's eyes widened slightly. She was wearing a very pale pink, floor-length dress with a bow around her middle. It flattered her curves to perfection and somehow managed to make her look even more beautiful than she already was.

"Yep, that's the one, Ran-chan. Seriously, can I go to sleep again now?"

"Really, you think this is the best?" Rangiku asked sceptically, ignoring his question and turning a circle so he could see the dress to its full effect.

"Definitely."

"Okay, I guess I trust you! Thanks for that, Gin, it must have been really boring for you!" Rangiku beamed at him.

"Nah, wasn't really." Gin lied, "Now, Ran-chan, will you let me back to my bed now?"

"No, of course not! We need to get you dressed up too!" came the reply.

"What?" Gin choked out.

…

"Naw, Gin! You look too cute!" Rangiku cooed, fluttering around him like a fairy on steroids.

"Well, I don' feel like it. This collar's too tight. 'S nasty." he told her, pulling at his bow tie. Rangiku slapped his hand away.

"Don't be daft; it'll just take some getting used to is all! Now, do you want me to do your hair for you?"

"No! I don' need my hair done! One comb-through an' it'll be fine!" Gin panicked slightly.

"Well, whatever, I guess. But I do need help with mine! We have to go soon!" Rangiku blustered, also panicking.

"Ran-chan…" Gin checked his watch. "We still have four hours left."

"Exactly! There's no way I'm going to be able to get done in time!"

Gin groaned internally. He really hated Christmas.

…

After lots of fussing on Rangiku's part, and lots of confusion as to what to do with the hairspray on Gin's, Rangiku was finally happy with her hair. They'd pulled it up into a messy bun, leaving a few tendrils hanging down her neck.

Rangiku turned to Gin with anxious eyes. "What do you think? Does it look alright?"

Gin sighed and bent down to kiss her forehead. "It looks lovely, Ran-chan. Everythin' does."

"Thanks. Omigosh!"

"What is it, Ran-chan?" Gin asked, startled.

"We only have an hour left! I have to do make up!"

"Ran-chan, no! You look fine!"

"But I don't want to look fine, I want to look spectacular!" she whined, giving him the puppy-eyes treatment.

"You look spectacular already, Ran-chan. Don' change a thing." Gin warned. "Now. I'm going to get ya a nice cup o' tea ta calm ya down. Do not move from that spot."

"Okay, Gin." Rangiku sighed in defeat.

When he came back, the bathroom door was barred shut and he could hear the distinctive sound of foundation being applied.

"Ran-chan!"

…

"Yes?" Hitsugaya asked coldly, opening the door. When he saw Gin, his eyes narrowed even more. He nodded at Rangiku and allowed them to pass, albeit reluctantly on Gin's part.

"Hiya, Toushiro-kun! How are you?" Rangiku asked the boy chirpily.

"I'm fine, thank you Matsumoto. And for the last time, don't call me that!" a vein popped on his forehead, his patience wearing thin after months of this degradation.

"Then what should I call you?" Rangiku asked innocently.

"Shiro-chan!" came a high voice from behind them. "I'm here!"

They all turned to see a girl with dark hair wearing a light blue dress come through the doorway with a blond boy who looked like he had the weight of the world on his shoulders.

"Hinamori. Kira." 'Shiro-chan' greeted them stiffly. "Matsumoto, this is Hinamori Momo, an old friend of mine, and Kira Izuru. You two, this is Matsumoto Rangiku and…friend." he finished disdainfully.

"Ichimaru Gin. Nice ta meetcha." Gin introduced himself, shaking Izuru by the hand and kissing Hinamori's, causing her to blush lightly.

"It's nice to meet you too, Ichimaru-san!" she replied. Izuru smiled wanly at him.

"Please, call me Gin."

"And call me Rangiku!" It's so nice to finally meet you, Momo-chan, Toushiro-kun's told me so much about you!" Rangiku bounced up to them, hugging both newcomers enthusiastically, causing Izuru to almost fall over.

"Really?" Momo asked excitedly, glancing at her childhood friend.

"No, she's lying, Hinamori. Now, all of you come in. It's cold out there." Hitsugaya semi-commanded, pushing Rangiku in by the small of her back.

"These women, huh Izuru?" Gin sighed, deciding to try and make conversation with the blond emo guy.

"Yeah. She came round to pick me up at ten in the morning, no less." The boy sighed, pushing back his long fringe.

"That's nothin'! Ran-chan there, well, we live together, and she woke me up at four. No, I'm not kiddin'." he confirmed at Izuru's incredulous stare.

"Wow. I don't envy you, man."

"Ya shouldn't."

…

It was a safe guess to say Rangiku had fun at the party, Gin thought. She'd spent the entire time talking to Hinamori and her friends, a girl with short black hair and purple eyes who'd come with a tall, grumpy-looking guy with orange hair and another dude with scary tattoos and a bright crimson mop. Gin himself had been slightly bored, but seeing Rangiku having so much fun was definitely worth it.

At nearly midnight, everyone gathered to see the dawn of Christmas from the Hitsugayas' balcony. Obviously, it couldn't fit everyone, but then again, not many people actually wanted to go outside. It looked like it was going to snow, and was extremely cold.

Also obviously, Rangiku was one of the ones who did want to go outside, and naturally she dragged Gin with her.

"Wow, Gin! It's so cool!" Rangiku said, amazed by the lights of the city below.

"Not really so cool as much as freezin'." Gin complained, blowing on his hands to keep them warm.

"Stop being such a mope!" Rangiku chided him, but was interrupted by another light, this time streaking through the sky.

"Look, Gin! A shooting star! Make a wish, quick quick!"

Gin closed his eyes and obeyed. He grinned to himself. He was pretty sure his wish choice was as obvious to everyone as an elephant hiding behind a Christmas tree. All except to the girl standing next to him, of course. After he opened his eyes, he turned to Rangiku.

"So, what'd ya wish for then?" he asked her. He was answered with a light slap on his arm.

"Stop it Gin, you know I can't tell you! That'd ruin the magic!" she said, gazing up at the sky again. Gin preferred to gaze at her, but quickly averted his eyes when hers flicked over at him. "Do you believe in magic, Gin?"

"I guess I'm gonna have to." he smiled. Maybe if he believed, his wish might finally come true.

A/N: Naw~~ I love how Gin's so soft on Rangiku! Shame, being woken up at four! (he doesn't mind really!)

This was a really long one for me, so I quite like it, please tell me what you think! I love all things fluffy, and as the last chapter was slightly sad, this one is the cutest thing I can come up with! Hope you liked it! xx