Work was no better. The one comfort Rukia had to hold onto was that she and Rangiku worked in separate buildings. So Rangiku wouldn't try to play the sexy secretary the entire time and try to use a photocopier to make pictures of her large ass…impossible anyway given the fact that the Soul Society didn't have a photocopier.
But the biggest problem wasn't the fact that Rangiku wasn't around, the problem is that she isn't. With her nearby, Rukia could at least control the busty blonde. But with her running loose around the Gotei 13 buildings, she could break the promise and tell everyone what happened. When the idea came to her, Rukia froze in place; pen trapped between her fingers and her thumb, one leg extended away from her desk and preparing to go get some more paper, and her face stunned in shock. Her fellow members of the 13th Division decided to not question her at all and continued performing their tasks at hand.
Once Rukia managed to realigned herself back in her chair, she dropped the pen and considered her options in case Rangiku decided to take a leak…I mean, leaked. (Doesn't even make sense…) If Rangiku did spread a rumor around about the affair, the news would catch on like fire and within the hour everyone around would know the whole story, along with a few extra details. So how would Rukia keep plausible deniability and make people believe her? Denying it outright would just make people not believe her. Perhaps using sarcasm to first 'confirm' it and then yell out loud that she didn't do it? Maybe making up a counter-rumor would help, make it sound like Rangiku did some pathetic and made the story about sleeping with Rukia to cover for it. Would just telling people to expect Rangiku spreading a silly rumor be too paranoid to pull off?
Rukia tried to focus on her work, but for some reason she kept thinking about butts and boobs. She wanted to think about work or at least penises, but Rangiku's large and in-charge assets kept intruding into her mindspace. Rangiku truly really barged into Rukia's life!
Then came her break. Rangiku asked for Rukia to join her at the park for lunch on her. Being seen together wouldn't be the problem, the two had lunch before and at least were friends before. The problem would be how Rangiku would treat her to lunch. Dressed as a maid? Get naked and covered her body with sushi…or maybe ice cream and chocolate sauce. Maybe it would be so bad as…breast milk…
"Maybe I should cancel…" Rukia muttered to herself on the way there, hoping to spy Rangiku ahead and not earn her attention. "Just say I got sick and had to run off to get medication. Yeah. I got sick from her food! That would prevent her from making me more stuff…" Rukia trailed off, thinking about breakfast. The tamagoyaki sat well in her stomach; she didn't feel bad actually. A bit plain, but a little work…
…no compliments for the woman blackmailing her! The hell you thinking? Absolutely not. Rukia pushed her arms down in fury as she stomped her way into the park. Young parents and their kids got out of her way very quickly.
For once, Rukia got it right; Rangiku had dressed up as a sexy French maid and waved over for Rukia, who stood behind a tree. With no other choice, Rukia trembled over to her and sat down next to her 'girlfriend'. At least the bench Rangiku picked out was within in the middle of some thick trees. Rukia didn't sit down right away, she took in the sight of the rather basic and obviously store-bought lunch on the bench. Rangiku twirled around with a pleasant sigh, making her skirt rise up. At least she wore more than skin or even a thong, but that…underwear…with the cute rabbit on it…
"IS that mine?" Rukia started out with a yell, but quickly and wisely lowered her voice to confront Rangiku.
"I found it in the clean laundry." Rangiku bent over and kissed Rukia on the cheek. The poor girl bounced out of her chair and let out a small scream of pain. "So I had to stretch it a bit…"
"A bit?" Rukia jumped back up and grabbed Rangiku by the straps and started to shake her, her face becoming red and her brows slanted towards her nose. "Our body-sizes are miles apart! That thing is going to snap! And that's one of my favorite!"
"Eh-heh?" Rangiku meekly smiled and gave a frightened look. She didn't think this though…
…and then to make things worse for the two of them, the straps broke and Rangiku fell onto the ground rump-first, her breasts escaping from the confides of the outfit. Rukia quickly covered her eyes out of fear from actually enjoying them. Rangiku let out a small 'eep!' before covering herself up with her arm. Once more, Rukia thanked Rangiku for picking a secluded spot. "Whoops!" Rangiku half-heartily chuckled out, trying to act normal despite the accident. "Heh, I'm used to this! This isn't anything new to me…" But as she rose, she stopped suddenly as she felt something poking at her bum. "What the…" She muttered to herself as she continued to get up regardless…
…until the sound of ripping fabric came upon the two's ears and they knew immediately what happened. Rangiku looked behind her to see a great part of her panties were torn off and laying wrapped around a stick poking out of the ground. Rangiku reached a hand around to feel bare skin under her outfit. Once more she smiled meekly at Rukia, still in shock over the straps breaking.
"Could you…" Rangiku asked with a very tiny voice. "…help me out here?"
"Why?!" Rukia raised her voice way higher than needed. "Don't you prefer going around naked and showing everyone your revealing form?"
"Not like this…" Rangiku sat back own on the ground to cover her naked bum, with her arms covering her exposed breasts. "I like control in these situations…and…" She gave off a very uncomfortable look as she fidgeted around in place. "…and I'm not too fond of my rear-end…"
"Seriously."
"Seriously!" Rangiku scooted over to Rukia, which had to be a pleasant experience. "It's not my best feature! I prefer breasts! They're more inviting and more interesting than my ass!"
"And yet you slept with a woman with no breasts." Rukia sarcastically groaned, gracing her hand around her chest to reveal the blindly obvious.
"Rukia…" Rangiku started with a rather unusual sincere tone before stopping herself and asking with her usual, "I'm going to need to borrow some clothes…"
"I'm not going to give you my robes…" Rukia sighed as she went around a bush. "…but seeing how you can wear my underwear without stretching it, I'm going to trust you with another pair…" Rukia then did exactly what she said she would do and tossed over her own pair. Rangiku held onto the dainty piece of fabric. "But we're going straight home…my home anyway…and you will never wear any of my clothes again, got it!" Rukia angrily stated as she exited from behind the bush.
"It's going to be a bit hard wand awkward with this." Rangiku pointed with her eyes to her arms still covering her breasts. "…not I don't mind…but I will get into a lot of trouble…there are families and kids around here…"
"All right!" Rukia moaned as she took off her white sash and handed it to Rangiku. "I'm not going to give you my robes…they wouldn't fit you anyway." She held onto her Zanpakuto with both hands. "Come on, put them on and we'll be on our way back." She pointed over to the bush she just used. "And try to hurry up…I think by now people are going to come over here and make things even worse for us."
As Rangiku turned around to go behind the shrubbery, Rukia got a good look at her exposed rear-end. As opposed to seeing the all-too present breasts, Rukia found the big bubbly butt to be quite…endearing. Rangiku clearly underestimated this part of her body. Rukia actually found herself not minding seeing it. Nice in fact. It was a nice ass.
Rukia tried to banish that stray thought, but it persisted. Maybe she should get drunk again and try to kill that memory much like the memory of her and Rangiku sleeping together…
Still, as soon as Rangiku got the panties on and wrapped the sash around her breasts like…a wrap, she and Rukia silently returned back to the Kuchiki household to get changed. People of course gave them weird looks, but nothing that would get them into major trouble at least. Rukia felt content that she managed to control that situation…until she realized that they left the food back on the bench and in the time it would take to get changed they would have to get back to work.
At least…AT LEAST…at least Byakuya offered to make dinner this evening. It wouldn't be bad…but then Rukia recalled that small fact that Rangiku lived in the same household…