A sort of companion piece to the pevious drabble, Light. Mmm not much else to say, sleepy, did my fist shift as a bartender, and that's a looong shift.

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27. Dark

Sometimes, Gin worried about how much Rangiku depended on him. She trusted and accepted him, even when she did not know the full story. Gin hoped she never found out the full story, and he hoped that she could always go on believing in him.

The trouble was, Gin knew better than that. He had done some things that were dark, even by rukongai standards. He knew there was another side to him, and sometimes that side scared him, but there were times he welcomed that side.

It may have been why he wore a perpetual mask. It was better to hide behind a false smile all of the time than reveal that dark, twisted snake at any time.

Rangiku thought of him as a feisty, mischievous fox. Sometimes he wished that was the end of it. He always hoped that was what she always thought, that she would only ever see the fox.

Gin was afraid that Rangiku would se his other side, that he would taint her with his own darkness. It was a thought that could keep him up at night, because he knew, as young as he was, that he could never escape it.

No matter what, Ichimaru Gin would always have shadows, no matter how much he basked in Rangiku's light.


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