Surprise, Surprise
Sigh
It’s today. At last.
She’s finally coming home from that darn mission in the living world.
And, no, she didn’t transfer her powers to a human again - I personally made sure of that.
Sigh.
It’s been a month and a half since we exchanged our vows, and three weeks since we firs... showed...our love for each other (more like “consummated”..). I’ve been waking up to a cold bed and a cheerless home for about six days now. Damn Yamamoto-soutaichou. So inconsiderate. we haven’t even been married for two months yet, and he already allowed her to go on a mission in the living world...and without me!
Sigh.
I guess it’s just a preparation for her promotion to vice-captaincy when she returns Heh, she’ll be so surprised when she hears the news. She’s going to be MY vice-captain after all. Matsumoto’s gonna be transferred to Hisagi’s squad, since they go along well...and well, I pulled some strings. They’ve been eyeing her for vice-captaincy for a while now. And being the lieutenant for the 13th squad would be really dangerous. Since Ukitake-taichou is always sick, all the job will be given to her, and the dangerous missions, too...and I won’t accept any of that. At least, if I am her captain, I can protect her. We will go on missions together-no, scratch that. I WILL go on the dangerous missions instead of her. Yes, that sounds like a good plan. Oh well, I better check if Matsumoto has finished all her final paperwork before she leaves the division.
Hitsugaya Toushirou entered his office and found that, as expected, several high piles of papers were cluttering his desk, and his soon-to-be-ex-fukutaichou is nowhere to be found.
Sigh.
Now I need to finish all of this. What was I even thinking leaving her alone, unmanaged? I should’ve locked the doors and placed kidou barriers around the office so she couldn’t escape.
Sigh.
I should be waiting for my wife’s return by now. Oh Matsumoto, how I’m starting to be really happy with my decision of transferring you!
He walked towards his desk and started with the paperwork, hoping against hope that he would be finished at least by midnight so he could make lov-err, welcome his wife back.
Sigh.
He managed to finish six out of the eight 2-feet piles of paperwork on his desk, and it was nearing midnight. He was so dead. He was sure his wife was home already waiting for her oh-so-loving husband, perhaps even planning some torturous activities for him due to her arriving home to an empty house.
Sigh.
I have a lot of explaining to do. Perhaps she’ll understand when I break the news to her.
“Taaaaaaaaaaiiiiiichoooouuuuuuuuu...”
Sigh.
It’s the culprit. The reason for my current misery.
“Matsumoto!”
“Aww, Taichou! Don’t get mad at me! It’s our last night together!”
“And you didn’t even do your last set of paperwork for this division! This is needed tomorrow! TOMORROW!” He growled.
“Oh, Taichou, isn’t Rukia-chan coming home today?”
Toushirou pinched the bridge of his nose, calming himself before he answered, “Yes” and added “I should have been with her by now if you’ve done all your paperwork” in a low voice, almost a whisper, that Rangiku didn’t hear it.
“Oh, Taichou, then you should be with her now, right?” She said in a teasing voice. “You know, you haven’t seen each other in a long while now. I know you’re dying to see her.”
She said this only to provoke his captain into showing her how he really feels for the raven-haired shinigami, since the strawberry blonde knows that her little Taichou still isn’t comfortable with talking about his feelings and private life to other people, much less show it.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” he answered. Of course, he wouldn’t want Matsumoto, of all people, see how much he really missed his wife. The loudmouth would surely spread the word around soul Society about his being “soft” after his marriage, and possibly ruin his reputation of being one of Soul Society’s most powerful and most feared Captains.
Sigh.
Then he felt it. Her reiatsu. She’s coming. Hell, no. It’s flaring. She must be really angry, not only because he wasn’t home to welcome her back, but also because he isn’t home yet at that hour. It’s freaking 11:30 pm!
“Rukia-chaaaaaaan!” The buxom woman ran and crushed the petite girl in a hug. “I missed you, Rukia-chan!”
“Uh...I...I...Same.” The raven-haired shinigami tried to form coherent words while struggling for breath against the older woman’s embrace.
Hitsugaya’s eye twitched. He could see his wife panting for breath. “Matsumoto, enough.”
The ecstatic fukutaichou squealed. “Aww, Taichou! That is so sweet! You want to hug Rukia-chan all to yourself, ne? Alright, I’ll give her to you.” She shoved the smaller woman in front of the white haired taichou’s desk.
Not really wanting his emotions to overcome him(Dammit! I want to just jump on her and hold her, and embrace her, and kiss her, and never let go, and-no! I can’t! Not in front of Matsumoto! Get a grip, Toushirou!), Hitsugaya glared at his lieutenant, refusing to look at his wife for fear of losing control. he scowled and went back to the paperwork on his desk.
After catching her breath, Rukia glared at her husband. How dare he ignore her! Forgetting about their positions and their audience, Rukia hit Toushirou’s head.
“What the?!” Toushirou looked up and saw his wife glaring daggers at him. Uh-oh.
After a few minutes of their staring contest, Rangiku decided it’s high time to interfere. “Oh, I guess I should leave you two now--“
“You know what, I’m going home now. I’m really tired after that mission.” Rukia sighed exasperatedly and turned her back to her husband. “Oh, and Rangiku-san, thank you. I’m glad someone actually missed me while I was gone.” Then, she started walking away. “I’m sorry for the disturbance,” she said upon reaching the door.
Sigh.
Oh well, I guess I have no choice, then. Screw reputation. Screw them all.
Rukia reached for the doorknob but before she even touched it, a larger hand engulfed hers-her oh-so-loving husband just shun poed behind her. Said husband wrapped his arms around his wife’s slender form and placed his head on the crook of her neck, breathing in her scent.
“I missed you...really...” He murmured in her ear so only she could hear.
Oh well, Matsumoto didn’t need to hear it anyways. The sight in front of her is enough proof of now much her soon-to-be-ex-captain loves his wife.
‘I should give them some privacy...but first...’ Rangiku grinned mischievously and pulled out a small gadget from her shihakusho, aimed the gadget’s lens at the couple, then FLASH! and she shun poed away (through the window of course, because our wonderful couple is blocking the door).
The couple, being too caught up in their own world didn’t notice the bright flash of light behind them. The white haired captain kissed his wife’s cheek then asked, “How was your mission?”
Rukia leaned her back on his chest. “It was fine. I was pretty excited to get back because I was expecting someone was waiting for me.” She looked at him with narrowed eyes, then crossed her arms over her chest.
Sigh.
This is it.
“Paperwork. You know Matsumoto never finishes it. And I needed all of them tomorrow morning to be able to make Matsumoto’s transfer to Hisagi’s squad official.”
“Oh..”
Silence.
“Wait, what? You’re saying Rangiku is leaving?”
“Yes.”
“She is going to be Hisagi-taichou’s lieutenant?”
“Yes.”
“Then you’ll no longer have a lieutenant?”
“No.”
“Huh?”
Sigh.
“Here.” He took the lieutenant badge for the tenth division out of his shihakusho and handed it to her.
“What’s this for?” Rukia asked, bewildered.
“You were assigned to replace Matsumoto. The official ceremony would be tomorrow.”
A loud squeal from Rukia followed shortly, but came to an abrupt stop.
“I..I can’t believe it...I...I’m really surprised! But...wait, you didn’t just talk to them for this promotion, did you?” She eyed him suspiciously.
Sigh.
“No. Don’t you believe in your own capabilities? You should’ve been a fukutaichou long ago..”
“Then why am I assigned to the tenth squad instead of the thirteenth?”
She isn’t going to make this easy, is she?
“Well, I figured, you know, if they’re going to make you a vice captain, you should...stay with me. It’s going to be dangerous with the thirteenth since Ukitake-taichou is always sick, and all the dangerous missions will be assigned to you...” He looked away as he finished, hiding the mild blush that made its way to his face at his indirect declaration of love.
“I understand you’re worrying about me, but isn’t Ukitake-taichou’s sickness even more of a reason why I should stay with him?”
“Well, yeah, but I figured Kiyone-san and Sentaro-san could manage...”
Rukia smiled at this. She has seen through his words. She knows its his own way of saying he cares for her.
“Never mind. I’m actually happy, really. At least we can be together all the time.”
He looked at her and smirked. “I won’t go easy on you and let you slack off like Matsumoto.”
“I won’t. I was really surprised by this news.”
“I was waiting for your return to tell you that.”
“Oh that’s good! I’ve been waiting for my return, too to tell you a surprise of my own.”
He raised one of his eyebrows and inquired, “What is it?”
There was a pause, and he sure as hell was surprised at the words she muttered when she spoke next.
“You’re gonna be a daddy.”
“Oh...” His eyes widened and he froze.
“Toushirou?”
He slowly shifted his gaze towards her. “D-did you say...daddy? Y-you’re...”
“Pregnant.” She finished. She was beginning to worry about his reaction. Maybe he wasn’t prepared for it yet? Maybe he didn’t like the idea of having a baby this early? She doesn’t know, so she asked. “You...you didn’t like my surprise?”
His face broke into a large grin. “Hell yeah, I think we should go and celebrate.”
She smirked at him. “How about paperwork?”
“Screw it. I’ll rush it tomorrow morning. Let’s go.”
Carrying his wife bridal style, he shun poed towards their home to...uhm, celebrate.
That night was indeed full of surprises for both of them. Heh, Toushirou will wake up tomorrow with another surprise. And this time, it’s from Matsumoto.
END