My Princess
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Red eyes gazed at the wasteland around him, grin spread across his face. Ichimaru Gin's eyes, however, showed disgust for his surroundings, though he was careful to hide it from the two men on his left. Aizen looked completely at peace in Hueco Mundo and Tousen just looked as indifferent as always.
They had just finished appointing the Espada and the former captain of the third division needed to get away from all the hollows, and away from Aizen. "Well, I'm goin' to go have some fun. Ja." He turned and began walking away, knowing that they wouldn't stop him.
He wouldn't sigh out loud – there were too many people that didn't trust him – even if he desperately wanted to. Where's Ran-chan when I need her? His grin faltered for a millisecond as the thought came unbidden into his mind. Rangiku…
His pace increased slightly, as if he was trying to outrun the memories attached to the name. Even if she was here, she wouldn't be happy… she wouldn't have let go otherwise… Inwardly, he knew that wasn't completely true – if he had kept her with him, he would have been able to keep her happy. Ran… But he would never impose on her.
He transported himself to the living world, covering his reiatsu completely and wandering Karakura. He had often found himself walking around the town to simply relax, and try to get his mind off the possibilities of what could have happened…
"I'm Matsumoto Rangiku, lieutenant under Captain Hitsugaya." Gin stopped short, eyes wide and whirled to the field on his right. He saw the back of Hitsugaya's head and Rangiku talking to a dark-haired girl that could apparently see shinigami.
The girl said something to the Little Icy and started patting his head, but Gin couldn't bring himself to find humor in it: he couldn't bring himself to look away from his childhood friend at all. She laughed when Toushirou raged and a pang went through Gin's heart. "Rangiku…"
He hid behind a pole to watch as the Little Icy walked the girl home, after much teasing from the lieutenant of course. She waved the two off until they were out of sight then she slowly brought her hand down, her smile waning. Before he realized what he was doing, Gin was walking toward her. "Ma ma – it's not good for ya t' be sad this much," he saw her tense and smiled. "Ran-chan."
She whirled around to stare at him in shock. "Gin…" Somehow, he didn't look right without his shinigami robes and his usual grin was replaced with a smile – the kind from when they were children. Without her notice, she began to shake. "What are you doing here, Ichimaru?"
Red eyes focused on her trembling hands and he took hold of them. "Needed t'get some fresh air an' just got lucky t'see ya, I suppose." He ran his thumbs over her knuckles as if to reassure her that he was really there, and to reassure himself. "I missed ya, Ran-chan."
Her eyes bean to cloud with the tears he somehow knew that she hadn't spilled yet. "Then… W-why did you…" Her hair shadowed her eyes as she bent her head.
The former third captain tightened his hold on her hands before releasing one and using the now free hand to tilt her head back up to him. "I was asked…" She closed her eyes and stifled a sob. "But…" He caressed her cheek to gain her attention again. "If you asked, I would come back, tell you anything, take any punishment, Rangiku, all you have to do is ask."
She whimpered. He was acting more like the Gin she knew after he saved her in Rukongai than the Ichimaru-taichou of the Third Division of the Gotei 13. He brushed away a tear and her knees buckled. He caught her and the lieutenant clung to him. "Don't leave… please, don't leave again…" The tears were falling freely and they stained his shirt. "Gin…"
His arms snaked around her waist to support her. "As you wish, Rangiku." He put his face in her fair and took in her scent, tightening his hold on her. I'll do anything for you, my Rangiku, my princess.
AN: Now why can't this really happen. T-T So sad... Anyway, thank you all for reading and please review!