Baby-sat my lil' cousin. Was pretty fun. Sadly, I made as much babysitting him as I make working, on average. Ugh. Also, if anything looks oddly.... fanfictiondotnet is giving me some trouble. For awhile, it would not register my backspace button. (I write the author's note deals on the editing function on the website, rather than in the actual word document.) Anyway, enjoy
Thanks to: Renji's Girll, Blueberry Absinth, and Lynne Harrow
31. Seeing Red
Gin always wore his mask when he fought. Sometimes, he grimaced during particularly rough attacks, but always he was aware of the mask. A ready smile and hidden eyes could reveal nothing about what he was feeling.
His classmates and professors believed it was something of a ploy to put opponents off their guard. It might do that, somewhat, but that was not the focus. When Gin fought, he could not keep the dark side of him at bay. He felt that darkness sweep up into his blade, through his whole being. He kept his eyes near closed to hide what lay beneath, opening them rarely for a fierce attack, an attack that to an enemy would be deadly, that was his way.
Gin wondered what would happen if he ever dropped the mask he had perfected so long ago, if his classmates would shun him. If Rangiku would push away from him. Grim thoughts told him she would.
But still, when Gin fought, that shadow rose, and the world was awash in red. Sometimes, he wondered how he stayed in control during those fights. He wondered how he did not kill the other students. He knew he could; he was strong, much more so than the others around him. It made him certain that one day he would be captain.
If he was always the master of himself.
So Gin made his fights a game. He did not display his full power; instead, he taunted and tricked, riling opponents up into a fury. In return, he kept calm and his resolve was firm, and he remained in control.
That was how Gin thought sometimes, but then his mood would turn again. Then he knew his taunts in battle were simply games to keep him amused. He did have a dark delight in riling his opponents, toying with them as he willed. During those times, he knew Rangiku would not turn away from him
To bed and work I shall go!
