Author's Note: I do not own Bleach or its characters. This is AU.
But Only When He's Sober
With a relieved sigh, Rangiku set aside the last of her midterms. They finally all were graded. It had taken her hours, but now she was done with it. Rangiku tucked the stack of papers into her bag for classes, so she could pass them back next week. Rangiku stretched her arms over her head. Time to get out of her office. She was going to call it a day. It was Friday thank goodness, so she wouldn't have to really worry about any schoolwork for another two days. Ran was looking forward to a nice, relaxing weekend with her boyfriend.
Speaking of which, Rangiku had better get a move on in order to meet him. Gin had threatened to kidnap her if she didn't show up for dinner tonight. He had been rather concerned about the fact that she had been practically living in her office for the past week working on grading papers. Gin seemed to think that there were times when she couldn't take care of herself. This was why she wasn't going to mention to him that she'd skipped breakfast this morning and that her lunch had been all of three cookies.
Shutting down her computer, Rangiku grabbed her purse and turned out the lights. She locked her office up and headed out of the building. Rangiku waved to Dr. Hitsugaya as she headed out; he was still busy at work, but Ran wouldn't be at all surprised if Momo Hinamori showed up later with take out. Hitsugaya had pretty much gotten over his little bout of brotherly overprotectiveness. She had just chalked it up to the fact that he was just settling into his own romantic relationship with Momo and had been feeling overprotective in general.
Rangiku stepped out of the math building with a smile which widened when she found Gin waiting for her with an umbrella. He grinned at her.
"I was just about to figure out a plan to storm the math department in order to the rescue the fair grad student." He let out an exaggerated sigh. "Ah well."
Rangiku laughed, and together they headed out into the rainy night.
