Even if it seems like it, you can't see a wo//man's heart
Characters: Ichimaru Gin (creepy_but_cute ), Matsumoto Rangiku (haiyan )
When: Tonight
Where: Out in the wastelands
Rating: PG for some possible language
Summary: After Rangiku and Jean's big argument, her and Gin arrange to meet up to talk away from any ease-droppers or interruptions.
The same place, the same long walk, the same silence. What a pain this was, but still, turning back was not an option; he had to see her. The tall, silver-haired traitor seemed the same as ever; walking with the look of someone that wouldn't have a care in the world, but really that wasn't the case. He knew things had been.. messy, to say the least, for a while now, but from her recent outburst on the PCD, Gin knew that Rangiku had more issues than he was perhaps aware of before. And she had even said that she wanted, no, needed to talk to him.
So, another secret meeting had been arranged between them. He had headed out to start the long walk almost as soon as their short conversation over the PCDs had ended, so he figured it was only natural that he would arrive first. It wasn't like him to be reliable, but he had made the effort to show up, to try and salvage whatever emotions his old friend had left. Of course, that sappy crap just wasn't 'him', so he wouldn't say a word or admit to any intentions of that kind. Eventually, he made it to the secluded spot in the wastelands that had been their meeting point the last time they needed one, and just stood there as he waited for her. He trusted her to show up, but as for those little bodyguard-wannabes of hers butting in...
When: Tonight
Where: Out in the wastelands
Rating: PG for some possible language
Summary: After Rangiku and Jean's big argument, her and Gin arrange to meet up to talk away from any ease-droppers or interruptions.
The same place, the same long walk, the same silence. What a pain this was, but still, turning back was not an option; he had to see her. The tall, silver-haired traitor seemed the same as ever; walking with the look of someone that wouldn't have a care in the world, but really that wasn't the case. He knew things had been.. messy, to say the least, for a while now, but from her recent outburst on the PCD, Gin knew that Rangiku had more issues than he was perhaps aware of before. And she had even said that she wanted, no, needed to talk to him.
So, another secret meeting had been arranged between them. He had headed out to start the long walk almost as soon as their short conversation over the PCDs had ended, so he figured it was only natural that he would arrive first. It wasn't like him to be reliable, but he had made the effort to show up, to try and salvage whatever emotions his old friend had left. Of course, that sappy crap just wasn't 'him', so he wouldn't say a word or admit to any intentions of that kind. Eventually, he made it to the secluded spot in the wastelands that had been their meeting point the last time they needed one, and just stood there as he waited for her. He trusted her to show up, but as for those little bodyguard-wannabes of hers butting in...