The Menacing and The Beauteous, Chapter 19: XOShe sat there, not brave enough to look at the elderly man in the eye. Considering that Gin’s office had three people, it was awfully quiet – so quiet that she could almost hear her nervous breathing. Keeping her gray-blue eyes blankly staring at her thighs, she felt Yamamoto take a seat in front of her.The Menacing and The Beauteous, Chapter 19: XO by sephire11
His wrinkled fingers gripped onto his cane, tilting his head to the exit, spotting a young man with silky silver locks, “Gin my boy, come over here. I did say that I wanted to have this discussion with the two of you. I will try to not take too much of your time.”
The tall slim man walked towards them: his small frown still lingering on his lips, he leaned on the edge of his desk, ready to take all of the scolding from old man Yamamoto. He hadn’t seen Rangiku so nervous since the incident with Aizen: it worried him to see his friend like that, “I would like to start off by saying that I apologize for intruding into your personal lives…”
The Menacing and The Beauteous, Chapter 18: ProofRangiku's Bedroom – 7:26 A.M.The Menacing and The Beauteous, Chapter 18: Proof by sephire11
Thin yellow streaks peek inside Rangiku's darkened bedroom, leaving a dim glow of the fresh morning's natural light. The faint sound of birds chirping to the new sun could be heard in the silent room.
The sharp faced President gazed at the peaceful sight of a woman. She looked rather beautiful asleep. Her dark long eyelashes rested upon her skin, her lengthened honey orange hair strands scattered around her cool sheets; also closely listening to the steady breathing of his best friend. His skinny smile widened, thinking that he was already getting used to sleeping with Rangiku. He didn't know if it was forming into a bad habit or not, but he was relishing the atmosphere; loved the idea of waking up next to his childhood love for the rest of his mornings. He softly ran the back of his long thin fingers against her cheek, as he began to reflect about their relationship. Gin began to think about spending not only every mornings with
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