Her throat went dry once she heard the woman mention the Hyorinmaru. She didn't know anything about the people aboard this vessel but she could tell that a good majority of them have strong reiatsu that rival her own. When she joined the battle earlier, she saw a Quincy, two other zanpakuto wielders and a woman who reeked with the eerie fragrance of mana crystals. However, the black-haired woman standing beside the bed now certainly has a more powerful aura than the others she met before. She certainly seemed familiar to Rangiku but the blond couldn't place a name to the woman's face.
"The Hyorinmaru will be restored, Taichou..." Returning towards the bed, Rangiku offered the cup to Toshirou with a little smile. "If only you would listen to me sometimes! The Hyorinmaru will return once you mend your wounds, I told you that earlier." She sighed lightly when Toshirou didn't take the water and she offered it to the woman instead.
"Mind holding this?" Rangiku asked the healer with a little mischievous smirk forming.
The boy's stubborn personality was grating on Yuuko's nerves, but as someone who was finely tuned in the art of dealing with such people, she couldn't find herself getting angry. She couldn't remember when she last got angry. Strange. Casting that all aside, the dark-haired woman couldn't help but let a smile cross her face at Matsumoto's outburst.
"Certainly. Squeeze all the breath out of him, if possible." Gingerly, she took the glass in hand and raised her eyebrow at Hitsugaya, even if he wasn't looking in her direction.
"I don't listen to you because, usually your drunk off your ass, you lush." Toshirou said, watching both women warily. Matsumoto was up to something he could tell. And then he gasped as her words hit him, eyes going wide in shock.
"Wait! No! Y-you wouldn't dare?!" Despite all his injuries, he inched towards the edge of the bed planning on making a hopeless dash out of the room. He knew it was futile but he had to try anyway.
Feinting as if she was hurt by what he said to her, the blond let out a loud wail before leaping right at Toshirou. "Waaaiii~! You are so mean to me!" She screeched as she wrapped her arms around him tight and pressed his face right against her massive breasts. She was certainly not going to hug the life out of him like the other woman suggested but she does plan on hugging the stubbornness out of Toshirou.
"Mou~! Just because I drink a widdle doesn't mean you have to tease me about it!" Rangiku whined as she squeezed the white-haired youth closer against her bosoms. She began to pat his head, stroking his hair in a rather affectionate manner.
"You are so mean! I miss the days when you used to be so cute and nice." She knew it was only a matter of time before the boy will need air but right now, she didn't mind suffocating him to near death.
To say that the spectacle was amusing was an understatement. It put a smile on Yuuko's face, but one look at the boy in peril forced a crack in her normally cool demeanor, and she laughed a little to herself. Well, that was one way to get someone to lighten up. Whether it was effective or not, she didn't know, but it was worth waiting to find out the result.
Smirking, Yuuko rapped one nail against the glass and took one cautionary step back in case of any flailing.
Toshirou tried to pull away but he wasn't strong enough or fast enough to evade the Matsumoto. His shriek of horror was muffled as his face was squished into her massive cleavage. He flailed uselessly, the more he struggled the more she hugged him.
He needed air! His lungs burned and all he could think of was how humilating it would be to die like this.
"Oh, Taichou~!" Rangiku squealed as she hugged him as tightly as possibly without accidentally suffocating the poor boy. A few years back when she used to be his mentor, the blond would normally drape herself on Toshirou out of amusement to see him flail his arms about and turn as red as a cherry. It's amusing to see him go from pale to completely crimson in under a minute. To others, many would claim that Toshirou is lucky to have this blond bombshell shoving her curvaceous bosoms against him during such a loving embrace but the moody boy certainly doesn't like it.
Finally taking mercy upon him, Rangiku let Toshirou escape her clutches, for now at least.
"You should have asked for a hug earlier~!" She giggled, trying her best to not burst out laughing at him. "You feel better, ne?"
The woman cocked her head a little at the kid on the bed, eyes drifting momentarily to Rangiku. "She's right, you know," Yuuko pressured, still holding onto the glass. "Laughter and hugs are the very best medicine." One svelte finger came up to point to the ceiling. "They're a doctor's safest bet in curing a patient."
It was pure bullshit, but that boy needed to smile before he brought the whole ship down with his imminent frostiness. And she thought Watanuki was bad. If he was an idiot, this guy was a moron.
Freed at last Toshirou sat there gasping, sucking in lunfulls of air. Red spots danced in front of his eyes for a few minutes as he struggled to get his breathing under control. The blood was roaring so loud in his ears that it drowned out what both women were saying, but he had an idea from their expressions.
The glare he shot at Rangiku wasn't very threatening as he was afraid she'd just try to suffocate him again. Toshirou hated when she did that, he knew most men and some women thought he was so lucky that the big breasted lush hugged him to her bosom like that. What most people didn't realize was because he was so small, he was the only person in danger of actually suffocating when she got over enthusiastic about things and hugged him like that.
Face burning with humiliation, he held his hand out meekly for the glass.
"The Hyorinmaru will be restored, Taichou..." Returning towards the bed, Rangiku offered the cup to Toshirou with a little smile. "If only you would listen to me sometimes! The Hyorinmaru will return once you mend your wounds, I told you that earlier." She sighed lightly when Toshirou didn't take the water and she offered it to the woman instead.
"Mind holding this?" Rangiku asked the healer with a little mischievous smirk forming.
"He wants a hug! I can tell~!"
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The boy's stubborn personality was grating on Yuuko's nerves, but as someone who was finely tuned in the art of dealing with such people, she couldn't find herself getting angry. She couldn't remember when she last got angry. Strange. Casting that all aside, the dark-haired woman couldn't help but let a smile cross her face at Matsumoto's outburst.
"Certainly. Squeeze all the breath out of him, if possible." Gingerly, she took the glass in hand and raised her eyebrow at Hitsugaya, even if he wasn't looking in her direction.
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"Wait! No! Y-you wouldn't dare?!" Despite all his injuries, he inched towards the edge of the bed planning on making a hopeless dash out of the room. He knew it was futile but he had to try anyway.
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"Mou~! Just because I drink a widdle doesn't mean you have to tease me about it!" Rangiku whined as she squeezed the white-haired youth closer against her bosoms. She began to pat his head, stroking his hair in a rather affectionate manner.
"You are so mean! I miss the days when you used to be so cute and nice." She knew it was only a matter of time before the boy will need air but right now, she didn't mind suffocating him to near death.
"Lighten up, Taichou! Everything will be okay!"
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To say that the spectacle was amusing was an understatement. It put a smile on Yuuko's face, but one look at the boy in peril forced a crack in her normally cool demeanor, and she laughed a little to herself. Well, that was one way to get someone to lighten up. Whether it was effective or not, she didn't know, but it was worth waiting to find out the result.
Smirking, Yuuko rapped one nail against the glass and took one cautionary step back in case of any flailing.
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He needed air! His lungs burned and all he could think of was how humilating it would be to die like this.
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Finally taking mercy upon him, Rangiku let Toshirou escape her clutches, for now at least.
"You should have asked for a hug earlier~!" She giggled, trying her best to not burst out laughing at him. "You feel better, ne?"
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The woman cocked her head a little at the kid on the bed, eyes drifting momentarily to Rangiku. "She's right, you know," Yuuko pressured, still holding onto the glass. "Laughter and hugs are the very best medicine." One svelte finger came up to point to the ceiling. "They're a doctor's safest bet in curing a patient."
It was pure bullshit, but that boy needed to smile before he brought the whole ship down with his imminent frostiness. And she thought Watanuki was bad. If he was an idiot, this guy was a moron.
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The glare he shot at Rangiku wasn't very threatening as he was afraid she'd just try to suffocate him again. Toshirou hated when she did that, he knew most men and some women thought he was so lucky that the big breasted lush hugged him to her bosom like that. What most people didn't realize was because he was so small, he was the only person in danger of actually suffocating when she got over enthusiastic about things and hugged him like that.
Face burning with humiliation, he held his hand out meekly for the glass.
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