Well, training wasn't too bad. I hope I learned enough stuff. Tomorrow, I have to study for my menu test though, ick. I even managed to convince a guy to buy our calendar, which the manager wanted us to do soooo badly that he gave me free cake. It was tasty ^___^
Soooo I actually wrote this last night after I uploaded drabble 5. I was impressed with myself, haha!
Thanks to: Sensei7, MissTeak, and Solar Kitty.
Shameless plugs: Apparently, I've been an inspiration! Solar Kitty started 100 Romantic Bleach Drabbles with various bleach couplings (since I stole the best couple ever!)--great, awesome read we should all read, and MissTeak wrote a RanxGin oneshot called First Prayer, which any RanxGin lover is going to love, I think.
6. Eternity
Early on, Rangiku realized Gin had a bad habit. He wandered. The first time it happened, they were in the market, and Rangiku was buying some scraps of cloth so Gin could mend their clothes. Gin always let Rangiku do the bartering because the venders nearly always gave her a better deal; Rangiku was an adorable child when she was not covered in dirt.
Rangiku had just put the cloth in her pocket and looked at the building Gin had been leaning against; he always kept an eye on her when they were with other people. But he was not there; Rangiku turned in a slow circle, searching for the familiar silver hair. She saw a sea of black.
Cool hands covered her eyes. "Guess who."
"Gin!"
"Have me a surprise for ya." He let her free.
She spun around. "Really? What? What?"
Gin waved his hands dramatically, and a small barrette appeared in his hand. "Voila."
"Thank you!" Rangiku took it carefully, examining it. It was a simple piece of metal doubled on itself, but it had a small silver flower on the end. "It's beautiful."
"Now ya won't get yer hair in your face." He took the barrette back, and pinned her hair back carefully, his fingers were gentle and did not tug at her hair at all.
He wandered more and more. Sometimes, he brought back things with him, but most often, he just started walking. Usually, he started off by following someone; people seemed to fascinate Gin. He would simply disappear from view, and reappear a few minutes later.
However, Gin began to wander more and more, leaving Rangiku behind for hours at a time. Rangiku was too impatient to wait more than ten minutes if they were out somewhere; she would just go home without him, but that was a little lonely, especially when he was late for dinner.
One night, Rangiku was alone in the shack, and carefully made grilled fish, rice, and even made carrots, sweet and ripe. She had waited until the sun was low to start cooking, but even so, Gin was not home when dinner was hot.
So she waited, and dinner went from warm to lukewarm, from cool, to cold. Still Gin did not come, and when Rangiku's stomach kept growling, she ate her half, chewing each bite slowly, wishing her friend would walk in the door.
It was dark, and it was cold, sitting at the table, waiting across from a cold plate full of food. She moved to their bed and wrapped the thin blanket around her shoulders, sitting up, arms around her legs. She had never been alone in the shack that late before. The moon gave her just enough light to look around, but there were corners of shadow that seemed to eat away the light if she looked at them too long.
There were creaks and moans, chirps and Rangiku did not know what else. Each noise echoed in her head as she scrambled to figure out what it was, telling herself over and over again that it was not a terrifying monster. The one sound she did not hear was Gin's footsteps.
When the sun started to lighten the room, Rangiku's eyes slid shut, and she finally laid down, asleep.
She was awake a few hours later when the door opened. She scrambled up; finally she heard Gin's footsteps. She stared up at his silver, her eyes red and bleary, confirming he was really there. He had not left her.
"Look, I've got hot buns for breakfast," he said, and thrust something hot and light into her hands.
Rangiku took a bite automatically. "You didn't come home last night."
"Somethin' came up."
"Please don't do it again?"
"I'm sorry."
He had lost his smile; he meant it, but Rangiku also knew that if she pushed him for a straight answer, it was not going to be one she liked. Rangiku was too afraid to ask him to always come back.
Now, when Rangiku went out with Gin, it felt like an eternity went by when she turned to look back where he was supposed to be waiting. If Gin left for a day, he could also leave her behind forever.
This one made me sad....
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