This is a short chapter and its a bit more comedy in it. There's a lot of questions it's going to leave the readers hanging with by the end, but I promise it will all make sense if you keep reading the coming up chapters. Enjoy! ^.^
Chapter II. Who said anything about cake?
It was a a long morning at Brightons Bills' resturant with Aizen, Gin, and Rangiku. Most of the time passed with Gin and Aizen planing more events for the week and Rangiku constantly speaking gossip about Ichigo and Odihime. Hinamori half-listened to close her blonde-haired friend as she chewed small forks of eggs and fruit. Her mind was full of thoughts that she dared not to speak out loud in such a place. When everyone had finished eating thier meals, they all sat for a while. "A penny for your thoughts Hinamori..." Gin commented, giving Aizen a myserious side-glance. Hinamori looked at the shut eyelids of the tall white-haired male and gave an barely audible laugh. "You know very well what my thoughts are..." she replied in a calm tone of voice. The two stared at eachother briefly and Gins' lips strecthed into a snake-like grin. "You know it's tradition among our kind." "It's been this way for thousands of years... princess..." he commented. Aizen looked at the both of them, raising his hand dismissively. "Enough." "There is a time and place for such talk." he remarked, languidly. Hinamori looked at Aizen hesitantly and then bit her lip. There's never a time or place for us to talk here...I don't see why my father choose to-... Rangiku suddenly smiled and stood up. "Aizens' right, we should talk about this some other time." "Right now, we should enjoy our freedom in this world." She gently pulled Hinamoris' hand, helping her from the table. "Come on, we can have some fun girl time while the boys are out !" she exclaimed. Hinamori couldn't help smiling too as she stood and nodded. "Alright." Hinamori agreed. They all left the resturant and Aizen and Gin dropped Rangiku off at Hinamoris' apartment. Aizen placed a kiss upon Hinamoris' forehead and then drove away, disappearing in the black sports-car. He never really said where they'd be going. It was always that way... Hinamori watched the shiney car disappear and then sighed.
She turned around and noticed Rangiku had already let herself into her apartment. There was a light 'clink clank' sound of hitting metal echoing from the inside. Hinamori then headed inside too, wondering what Rangiku was up to.
When she walked into the kitchen, she saw Rangiku pulling out pans, cups, eggs, butter, and cakemix. "Nayaah! " "I thought we agreed you weren't making the cake!" Hinamori gasped with a serious pout. She folded her arms. Rangiku laughed at her expression and proceeded with whipping some eggs in a bowel. "I know I know, but I really want to." "Besides, your going to be marrying soon." "There's nothing wrong with a little friendly flirting before your stuck with captain meany pants forever." Rangiku teased with a goofy smiling expression. Hinamori blushed slightly. "I-I ..flirting? What?" She seemed stunned. Rangiku rolled her eyes and poured the cake mix into the bowel. "You obviously like this blue-eyed guy that lives across from you." "I seen you blush in the car earlier when you saw him...your so easy to read." "Don't deny it." Rangiku pointed out. Hinamori didn't know what to say. She lifted her index finger to speak but the words didn't come out. Rangiku seemed pleased with this as she slid on some mittens and placed the pan into the oven. Hinamori blew a small puff of air in defeat, blowing strands of her dark bangs from her eyes. "Fine..." "I love Aizen, though, Rangiku." "But if it makes you feel better, I'll take him your welcome cake as a nice gesture." Hinamori replied, softly. Rangiku nodded. "Alrighty then!" "Let's paint our nails until it's ready." Hinamori smiled and nodded. "Sounds good to me!"
Almost an two hours went by and Rangiku was in the kitchen finishing up the final touches on the welcome cake. "Just one more thing..." she placed some fruit around it. "There." "Hinamori it's read-...!" She looked around and didn't see her brunette friend in the kitchen. "...Hinamori?" Rangiku held the cake in her arms proudly as she poked her head out of the kitchen, glancing into the main room. Hinamori was leaning across the back part of the sofa with her elbow on the upper part and her cheek leaning into her hand as she gazed admiringly out the window. "Do you hear that Rangiku...?" She asked softly. Rangiku blinked with a wonder filled expression. She walked closer to Hinamori and felt the warm breeze of the outside air flowing from the opened window. With it, there was a beautiful slow melody of a violin playing. Rangikus' gaze traveled to the source of the lovely music and saw the white-haired aquamarine-eyed male playing the gentle chords to himself as he sat on the balconey. "Yeah...he's pretty good." Rangiku replied to her, lightly. She looked at Hinamori and handed her the welcome cake. Hinamori took the cake and stared at it with fasination. "It looks good." "I hope he likes it, I guess..." She said with a small shy smile. She took the cake and left the apartment. Rangiku watched from the window, being nosey.
As Hinamori was crossing the street, a speeding red car shot across the neighborhood with a speeding yellow car right behind it. It appeared like they were racing. Hinamori didn't even notice the cars fastly approaching her. Rangikus' eyes widened and she turned and ran out the door. "Wait! " "Hinamori!" she screamed. In an instant as the scream was heard, the violin stopped playing and there was the sounds of cars crashing. Everything suddenly went black.