Not Mine Valentine
Visitation Rights

The sun began to set and the jail cell was bathed in an orange light as Gin sat on the bench with one leg pulled up and his arms wrapped around it. He rested his chin on top of his knee and he let out a deep breath. "One day almost down, thirty more to go."

"And your already bored as hell How long are you going to keep up not talking to people, particularly when you've already spoken with the boy."

"Speaking of the boy, what ever is wrong with him. He's acting more childish then I would except him to ever act and it wasn't some act he was putting on. He just fell into it as if it was second nature."

"Shouldn't you be pleased with the fact that he is enjoying himself."

"He's turned into a rather obnoxious brat."

"Well... look at who his father is. He's also likely starting to head into puberty, so beware that."

"Shiro-chan. Nah... he's to little to have hit puberty yet. Him thinking of girls is just weird."

"What ever." There was a period of silence and then the zampaktuo spoke up again. "Oh, your taicho is here."

Shinji was indeed standing in front of the jail cell door. "I guess it would be rather useless to ask how you're doing as you're maintaining that mantra of not having any kind of socialization with those around you. I guess it doesn't matter that you owe me an explanation on a few things, like why you cut down Hiyori-chan."

"But then again you likely did it because she annoyed you as much as you annoyed her and she had a way of picking on you that you didn't like. Don't you think cutting her in half was a bit childish? I mean, you could have taken your problems with her out in a more... constructive manner, right."

There was a period of time when the man remained silent. "I actually came to ask you about something. Is Hitsugaya Toshiro the child of you and Matsumoto Rangiku?"

Gin found himself inwardly flinching. "How the hell did he of all people figure that out?"

"Perhaps he knows you better then anyone else. He was your former taicho... the taicho you always liked."

"No... I don't think that is possible. I kept Toshiro's existence secret way to well. He's just making a guess."

"But the thing is he has to be making the guess based on something."

"The silence tells me you're either thinking about what I said, don't want to tell me the truth or that you are fast asleep and not hearing me." Shinji's hands reached out to clutch the bars. "I made my guess because the two of you are two much like each other for it to be a mere coincidence. In some ways I wonder if being around you for so long stifled his real personality because he was afraid of being said he was just like you."

Gin let out a deep sigh but refused to say anything. Shinji continued with his speech. "Yes, well... the two of you are just as different as you are the same. The differences are as interesting as the similarities and I'm assuming its because you made sure that his situation growing up was very different then yours so he wouldn't end up like you. It worked you know."

The man then turned to leave. "Rangiku's headed over here by the way. I figure that I should warn you that she isn't in a good mood. She wants the truth and won't stop at anything at finding it."

"Shiro-chan already told me that."

After a bit the busty female came down. "Gin? Gin, please at least acknowledge the fact you know I am here."

The silver haired man fought back the urge and instinct that tried to make him answer her. "I know all to well that you are there, but I know you're seeking the truth and the truth I have to tell you is going to be painful."

"I really would like to know why you did what you did. I mean, we could have lived out our lives not knowing that any of this was occurring."

"Except that isn't the truth"

There was a bit of silence between the two and Rangiku let out a deep sigh. "Did our time together mean anything or should I go ahead and move on?"

"Go ahead and move on." The words came out of Gin's mouth without him choosing to do so. "I don't know if I should have said that."

"You mean that our time together meant nothing to you?" The woman's voice rose.

"No. I meant it is best for you to move on." The silver haired man then choose his words carefully. "Don't you think that you deserve better Rangiku?"

The woman frowned before shaking her head. "No... you don't have the right to decide that for me. And I can't very well make that decision unless you tell me why you did what you did."

"All you need to know is that what I've done is very bad and isn't forgivable." The man shut his mouth then and choose not to say anything.

"Not forgivable? You were pardoned by the forty-six. What you've done can't be as bad as you make it out to be. I mean, come on. You have to understand that..." The woman shut her mouth. "Actually, I don't really understand it myself. I know it has to do with you having planned this whole time to turn against Aizen, but why?"

"Why go through all that trouble so that I almost lost you? Do you understand how much I cried after you were gone, how much I wish you hadn't left me and how much you had left something behind. I figured though the reason you didn't is because you wanted me to move on, but maybe just maybe I don't want to move on. It's not your decision to make."

The woman then sighed. "I'll try again later. Do understand that this isn't going to be over with. Not by a long shot."