A seemingly pointless chapter, yet everything always comes together eventually trust me.

Room 3

Hanatarou sat down and kept drying his hair. As Gin was about to respond to his guest's introduction there was a racket outside in the hall. "You can't just toss me out!" A male voice seemed to call out in a girly way. There was faint laughing and a male voice responded but it was inaudible for the two in room 3. "Well fuck you; just wait until Aizen gets back!"

After the name was mentioned Gin had stood. The smile stuck on his face but when he opened the door Hanatarou couldn't see his expression but the boy in the hall had a shocked expression. "… You're worthless. I doubt Aizen would even care." It wasn't Gin's voice it had to be the man the boy in the hall was yelling at.

"Would you please keep voices down, I have a guest." Now Gin's voice spoke. It was a simple request. The boy in the hall had very short black hair, he was small and his eyes locked with Hanatarou's.

The boy's finger pointed at Yamada now. He looked at Gin after a chuckle of disbelief. "That's your guest? Are you a pedophile now?" His arm was gripped by Ichimaru's rather large hand. "What the hell is your problem?" Then the boy and Hanatarou's savior were blocked by a door.

Hanatarou didn't know if he should be scared or some other emotion. But he was quite frightened by the actions of his host. After a few moments of muffled voices someone ascending the stairs to the third floor could be heard and the calm voice of the smiling giant returned to Hanatarou. "I'm so sorry about that, Luppi problems with that mouth of his."

The small boy just nodded. He didn't understand how the man he deemed harmless a few minutes ago became so frightening. He was gripping the wet towel for comfort. "A-"He cut himself off before he did something stupid. The smiling giant sat down and rested his head in his hand as he did before.

All his attention was focused on his guest from room four. "No, please go on with your question, Mr. Yamada."

The dark haired boy looked away from the silver haired man. He pulled his legs up to his chest on the couch. He was shaking it was either terrifying or nerve-wrecking. "Are you friends with Mr. Aizen?" The question had slipped out when he looked away.

Yamada regretted it but the milk was already spilt and it was impossible to get every drop back into the carton. "Why yes, I would say so."

Even though the question was answered Hanatarou was still shaken up. His savior was still frightening to him but why? "Oh." Again the word had fallen out of his mouth and even though the low volume Gin had picked up on it. Hanatarou looked back over to the chair Ichimaru had sat in.

He wasn't there. The guest leaned forward to see into the kitchen better. Heat had come about him, relaxing warmth. Looking behind him Gin stood smiling. "You were shaking." It was a large blanket. It was grey and smelt of vanilla lavender it had been fresh from the hot dryer.

"Thank you." He was relaxed once more. By the man's actions there was no way he would physically harm Hanatarou, at least that's what the boy told himself.

"Well, would you like to stay here and wait for your phone call or do you wish to stay elsewhere?" Gin's smile stayed as he asked the question. There was something about the way he asked it that made Hanatarou want him to take it back, reverse time so it never happened.

The boy curled up in the blanket thought for a minute. Why would he want to be anywhere else? "I really don't have anywhere else to go." Even though it wasn't really a lie he felt bad about speaking it. The only two people he was able to go two were Ichigo and Rin. Ichigo would probably tell him to go away, and Rin isn't someone you want to spend all day at work with and go home to at night.

"If you wish to stay just say so." It was very rare for Hanatarou to feel so calm to feel so relieved after a lousy day.

Hanatarou began to tremble and stumble on his words, "If-if you w-w-wouldn't mind."

Gin just sat there smiling. "Hm?" He made the noise casually. It was like he wasn't getting my Hanatarou was asking for.

"I w-wish to stay with-here." His face went red. He had just embarrassed himself completely. His eyes just focused on the blanket.

Ichimaru's smile seemed to grow and a few chuckles could hardly be heard. "Sadly I have one bed, and that couch. My second bedroom is empty."

"That's fine. Hopefully the call will be returned soon."

The smiling giant stood and headed to the kitchen with a simple, "Yes."

Just sitting in the quiet wasn't awkward like it would be with almost anyone else. If Gin wasn't the most laid back and mellow person in the building then Hanatarou took the wrong impression of all his other neighbors. "Thank you again, Mr. Ichimaru."

"Gin, but it was no problem, honestly." The man smiled and walked for the door. "Let me go and see if I can find more suitable clothing for someone of your size." Leaving his apartment he was please to find the two males he wanted so easily. "Luppi, may I ask you and your friend a favor."

Meanwhile Hanatarou and his blanket walked about the apartment. The kitchen was neat and clean. His cell phone sat on the counter; it was in pieces on a towel. He smiled at his host's attempt to dry it. He headed into the bed room next. It was clean but the closet door was ajar. He didn't look in the bedroom with the closed door. Once he got back to the couch two black haired boys enter the room. One was Luppi from the hallway earlier and the other was the boy from Ayasegawa's room.

Well God knows I can keep it all cute and fun for the whole time. When it turns it'll turn big. I guess I might need to change the genre soon if no one minds. :D

Anyways Review. Next chapter will be up as soon as it's written.