Well, I thought I uploaded this before I showered, but all I did was write a blurb up here, and then I closed the window. . I'm sooo tired today. I need to start going to bed earlier, ugh. I have work tomorrow night, until after one am, so hopefully, I'll get a chance to do some writing before I leave, because I'm going to be exhausted by the time I get home; nine hours of training/waitressing, ack!
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5. Obsession
"Ugh!" Rangiku shoved her hair over her shoulder again. It kept blocking her view of the mixing bowl. When had her hair gotten so long? She kept meaning to cut it.
In fact, only a week ago, she had been about to cut it short. Why didn't she? Then she remembered.
Gin had ran over as she was about to start, "Ran-chan, I have somethin' ta show ya."
He had more or less dragged her outside, claiming to have seen a bunny. They had searched high and low around the shack, but Rangiku could not find so much as a trace of a bunny. She sighed. It was rare to see a rabbit in their part of the rukongai, so she had only seen one once before.
Strawberry blond locks blocked the bowl again. Enough was enough. Rangiku set the bowl down with a thump and picked up the little knife Gin had "found." He kept it sharp with a flat rock; she figured it was good enough for her hair. She held out a lock, and raised the knife.
"Let's go try ta catch a fish," Gin said. "I have a good feelin'."
"But I need to cut my hair; I can't see anything with it this long," Rangiku whined; it was hard to say no to Gin.
"But wouldn't a fish be good wi' dinner?" He asked. "'Sides, it'll be dark soon, ne?"
"You could go ahead, and then I could cut my hair."
"Nah, I always catch me more fish when yer around."
Rangiku was starting to wonder if Gin was trying to stop her from cutting her hair. But why would he do that? Then she remembered that this was not the second time she had tried to cut her hair. Rangiku counted back slowly. There was the time Gin had given her a chrysanthemum and told her it was her namesake. Another time he had tickled her until she cried. Now, it was the eighth time he had stopped her. Every single time Gin had distracted her or found a reason why she should not cut her hair just yet.
"Gin, why don't you want me to cut my hair?"
"Ya caught me, huh?" he said. "Ya got pretty hair, and now it's all long and soft, an' pettin' it's like pettin' a kitten."
Gin shut his mouth, Rangiku knew he had been about to go on even more. "You like it that much?"
He nodded.
"Really?"
"…Yeah."
Rangiku set the knife down and pounced on him, hugging him tightly. "I guess it's not so bad long."
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