Requested by Panzerraptor- thank you
Rangiku x Ichigo x Nemu
Think
I think, therefore I am.
She'd read that somewhere, she was sure- perhaps in one of those philosophy tomes that Gin had liked to read when they were younger and he'd been on a misguided attempt to find reason and order in the world- instead, he had found Aizen, but the philsophy had stuck with her. She could hear it spoke in his laughing voice, but tried hard not to think too hard about it, and not just because of the bad memories associated with her old friend. She didn't like the saying- the thought of trying to over-rationalise her life, the reason, the meaning, dismayed her.
She did not like to look at Ichigo and wonder why he was here. She did not want think of Nemu and try and work out why she could make her shiver that way.
I breathe, therefore I live.
It didn't matter how hard she thought, did it?
As long as they kept coming back, as long as they kept touching her in that way, it would be okay.
Wouldn't it?
She shook her head. That was thinking again, wasn't it? And when they were splayed across each other in a hot, sweating mass of limbs and slicked back hair and warm, warm skin, then who needed rational thought?
She just took a deep breath of the heavy, sleep-filled air, and lay her head down to rest between them.
I believe, therefore we continue.