First, thank you all for your good wishes for my time at the bar tonight! It actually went really, really well. A weird combination of the city's biggest concert of the year AND bad weather made this Saturday unusually slow, but busy enough that I still got to try out making a lot of new drinks, which was awesome experience for me. Not great money tonight, but I'm happy over all. I even got free pizza out of it from my manager AND a note of awesomeness in the official manager book thing about me, weeee.
thanks to: blackteaplease, Blueberry Absinth, Solar Kitty, i-is-animefreak, appledoodle, PunkRockHolly, Beautiful Nightmare07, LilyGirl101, and Ayamichan34
79. Summer Haze
Hueco Mundo was a dry, barren place. Little grew and the landscape was much the same color. It was boring, and dusty. There were few people around too, so everyone knew who Gin was; he could not walk down a street with the same ambiguity he had in rukongai. The temperature was far different as well. During the day, sometimes it was blisteringly hot, at night the temperatures plummeted. Gin was not a fan of deserts.
He had taken to skulking down dark hallways, spying from doorways and causing what little mischief he could. There were so few people to play with, and those around knew to watch for him. The troublemaker in Hueco Mundo was still Gin; he was too good at making mischief for it to be otherwise; however, he had taken to staying hidden in the shadows for longer and longer periods of time. The show needed to get a move on; Gin was getting bored.
At this time of year, Soul Society got hot and muggy day and night. Sleep became uncomfortable and there had been little two kids in rukongai could do about it. Rangiku would give up fanning herself after a few moments and lay sprawled out in the shade. At those moments, she reminded him of a cat trying to cool off, too warm to be happy.
On one of those days, Gin had pulled her up from where she lay and tugged her resisting form on a forty minute walk that she had been none too pleased about. Rangiku had threatened to kick him, but it took too much effort to carry out the threat.
Then Gin picked her up and threw her in the river. Rangiku came up sputtering and splashed him with all her might. He jumped in the water to give him plenty of ammunition to fight back with. The water sent a shiver up his spine and he felt mud squish between his toes, cold and squishy.
The cool water flowing around them made them forget the mugginess of the day, how hot they had been trying to sleep. It made the summer beautiful again, wonderful. It was these sorts of moments that made people love summer.
Gin had let Rangiku win the water fight. She had gloated about it the entire way home. Eventually, they were miserable from the sticky heat again, but after the river, nothing seemed quite as bad.
Now I think I'm gonna go do some laundry, tidy up a bit. then sleep, and back to work tomorrow night. How lame is that?
