Ichimaru Gin is a fox-faced bastard (fox_face) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-11-17 15:07:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, gin ichimaru, rangiku matsumoto |
"Heeeeeelp, I'm bein' accosted by muh rooooommate."
Who: Gin and Rangiku
What: How to ask your un-girlfriend to move in, and therefore become a roommate, since that’s a much more convenient title to use. Also? Pervy gardener is pervy and pays the price. For being pervy. Yeshhh.
When: This is backdated to before the truth plot log, because I forgot to post it up. Yes, I suck and I forget lots. So please people, smack me upside my head via e-mail if/when I forget things. tyty!
Rating: Low-ish. A lot got left cut out and left on the editing room floor.
Status: Complete!
Rangiku lay sprawled under the persimmon trees in Gin’s yard. She was dozing in the sun, enjoying the warmth. She was sprawled there, on the grass, a bottle of full sake next to her. She’d passed out before being able to get to it, though. She looked lovely, with the leaves shadows’ dappling her face, her blonde hair looking paler in the sunlight. She was sprawled on her side, one arm tucked under her head, the other curled in the grass.
She looked lovely, it was a perfect day and she was content to lay here and soak up the sun.
Meanwhile, inside the house, Gin was still trying to find a way to get rid of those white robes. Burning it was out of the question. Rangiku was outside and there was no way he could make it to the little fire pit and risking waking up Rangiku when he was getting rid of that evidence. Chances were she wouldn't recognize them yet, but she would remember them after dreaming some more.
He took them out of the coat closet and shoved them into a box. It was promptly taped shut and thrown out into the garage, where he could throw them out with the trash, later.
Once he felt like things were out of sight and out of mind, Gin made his way outside, stopping when he was standing near enough to stare down at her face. He was still cautious enough to not let his shadow fall over her, since waking her seemed like it would be a shame. She looked so comfortable, and extraordinarily beautiful laying there like that.
He sat down by her side, as quietly as possible, without touching her. Then he reached over for the bottle and found a sake cup she had gotten for herself, to pour it into. Since there was downtime, they might as well have a drink or two and then take a nap like the nap master was doing. He doubted that he would look as good as she did, doing it!
Rangiku stirred slightly, then stilled once more. She shifted in her sleep, rolling slightly towards him as if she knew he was there. Lashes fluttering as she dreamed. A smile curling her lips, whatever it was, it wasn’t a bad one. She made a little noise in her sleep before cracking one eye open.
“I knew you were there,” she said softly then smiled at him. “Why can’t all Dreams be this nice?” she asked softly as she moved to curl up against him, not giving up her patch of sun, however. Blue eyes sparkling as the light hit them. She was still sleepy and adorably so as she snuggled close, wrapping around him like a cat, taking comfort in him.
Rangiku was smiling even as she let her eyes drift halfway shut, almost an impression of him. hahaha.
He had sprawled on his side as he took some leisurely sips of sake, propped up on an elbow. So when she curled up against him, he smiled and finished drinking, setting the little cup aside so he could run one hand over her hair and down the side of her face.
"And I was so careful not to wake ya," he told her, smiling at the look on her face. "I dunno about those dreams either. I think they're kinduva pain."
She smiled lazily at him, eyes still half shut. “I didn’t hear you. I just knew you were there...” she smiled as she tilted her head into his hand, loving the touch of his fingers on her face. She nuzzled into them, wanting more. “We went to the academy, it wasn’t really a bad one, coulda been worse like the last one.” She beamed at him before lazily half closing her eyes again.
“Mmmm it’s so warm out.” She wiggled to get comfortable. “Didja have any you DID like remembering?” she asked after a minute, opening one eye to look at him.
Gin remembered that, although he remembered - at first - the shock on Rangiku's face when he was walking away from that place they lived in, and almost from her, too. It had to be a lot of upheaval, since he was focused entirely on killing Aizen. The hate he felt for him was epic, enough that he was set on leaving Rangiku behind.
Then she followed along, unwilling - stubbornly so - to be left alone. They both certainly qualified to be admitted, but Gin finished in no time flat, and even then, he left Rangiku behind again in the academy. It was a fact that he was a real expert at leaving people behind.
"It feels nice." He might have been talking about the weather, or about her. It was left unclear. A smiling Gin rested one hand over the side of her face and told her, "The ones you were in. All of those."
Yep but it wasn’t entirely bad. It was a good time, even if she was stubborn and had to follow him while being left behind. It was alright in the end. Sorta, anyways. She smiled up at him and shrugged faintly. It wasn’t the best memory, after all he almost left her, but it was better than the other one so she’d take it and run with it.
Rangiku chose to accept it as both about her and the weather. After all she was now warm and feeling rather cuddly. She ran her nails over his leg and snuggled against him, she looked down her lashes at his fingers on her face.
“Mmm. Sweet answer.” She smiled. “You goin’ sappy on me?” she teased, opening her eyes to look at him.
"Gotta get all the sappy in while I can," was Gin's reply, sounding like he was teasing her, lightheartedly. It was, of course, one of his little lies, since he knew what was coming and it wouldn’t be good or sappy. "I know you and your temper. Lucky for me, you're bein' a lazy butt right now."
His thumb rubbed over her cheek before he wrapped both arms around her and held her close. It might be too warm, but he liked listening to her complain anyway. However, he didn't think she would complain about being held like that.
She side eyed him for that one, wondering why he was saying it in such a fashion. But she merely smiled as she laughed softly. “I dunno why I gotta always be mad, yeesh!” she teased him as she stretched lightly before settling in his arms.
She laid her head against him and snaked her arms around him. “Mmm. Sometimes when your being this sweet, I can’t imagine myself anywhere else,” she said, being a sap herself as she got comfy.
"Nowhere else? Ya don't wanna go somewhere exotic with a lotta shoppin' and makeup counters? Huh. I guess I rank pretty high up there on your list of favorite things."
For his part, he turned his head enough to rest his chin against the top of her head. That way, she couldn't see when his eyes opened and he had a pensive expression. He certainly didn't sound pensive, since he sounded like his usual teasing laid back self. Gin was a very good liar. Doing that came easy to him.
"Maybe you jus' gotta bad temper. I like it. Keeps me on my toes, even if your goin' boom is pretty predictable."
“Mhm. No where else. Not right now anyways,” she said lazily as she nestled in. Not complaining in the least about being held like this. She loved the warmth and he was comfy and smelled nice. “You are on the top of my list o’favorite things.” She grinned at him.
“I do have a temper. I’m glad you like it. Ain’t gonna change none.” She laughed softly at that. “I keep you on your toes? OoooOoooh, don’t I feel special?” Rangiku was teasing back, comfortable and happy and actually not in an argumentative mood.
It was a foregone conclusion that Rangiku was number one on his list of favorite things, even if his dream self had the.shittiest.way.of.showing.that. EVER. Then again, that list of mistakes and the one in this reality were overlapping a bit, even if only in certain parts. He wanted to adjust things back where they should be, but it meant altering too many courses he had already decided to set out upon, way before finding her again. It was difficult for him to let things like that go, to give up getting to someone that deserved to get punished, whoever they were. He was hellbent that when he found them, they were going to get what was rightfully coming to them.
Personal Vendettas were probably number two on Gin's list of favorite things. That was currently tied with dried persimmons. For those are yummy, indeed.
"Someone's gotta do it. Better if it's you, since no one else is stubborn 'nuff for the job," he told her, closing his eyes and smiling.
Things might not be perfect here but at least there was that chance. and she was hoping things would work. After all, she loved him and what else was she to do? Ignore him? Never ever! She tilted her head to kiss his chin.
“Good thing I’m stubborn as all hell then huh?” she said lazily and giggled a bit. She felt like this was another dream - things just felt at ease, like things were cool and calm for once instead of chaotic. She smiled a bit. “I like the idea of me helping keep ya on yer toes. It makes me feel good.”
His smile brightened at the kiss, and he moved just enough that he could peek down at her. This moment did have a dream-like quality to it. It was nice and relaxing. Gin wondered how long it would last...but he often wondered things like that.
"I think it's funny you're startin' ta sound like me, which means we've been spendin' a helluva lotta time together. Speakin' of which," he paused to kiss the top of her head, "have your parents even said anythin' about the fact you've been over here all the time? I bet they're ready fo' ya to move out. You're too damn old to be livin' with 'em anyway. You're so lazy."
He prepared to get thwapped, which is why he started to quietly laugh even before she got a chance to do it.
She liked being the reason for his smile. She liked being the reason for a lot of things for him really. She was finding it more and more comfortable as time went on.
Rangiku blinked. "It's only because I'm tired!" She laughed a bit. "They're happy as clams. Held three dinner parties since I've been over here. Yeah, cause my pay totally would cover rent somewhere." She rolled her eyes and twapped him lightly.
If asked, possibly later on, Gin would tell her that she was the sole reason for a whole hell of a lot of things that he had done in his dreams. But they weren't at that point, quite yet.
"Laaaaazy," he replied, still laughing. "Maybe since I gotta extra room, you can pay rent for it, real cheap. Problem solved and your parents'd be happy as hell you've got respectable roommates who are into accounting and bein' a veterinarian."
Because that was totally a way to get around saying 'move in' and 'hey it's my room but you can borrow half of it'. Go him! He's keeping it real by keeping it totally non-commitment.
She had let her eyes close again only to half open them. Of course her parents would love him as a roomie he had solved their little money issue. Then she closed her eyes again. Ignoring the fact she had money in the bank. She just didn't want to spend all of it on rent.
"Alright" smirking a touch because she knew it was his way of saying all that. "You sure you won't mind my stuff taking up space? " She really meant making a mess of his room. Rangiku blushed a smidge because the idea made butterflies dance in her stomach. It'd be like when dream!them were kids but with a better house.
"I won't mind, since you'll have your own room ta mess up with all the stuff you got. And rent's dirt cheap anyway."
He was going to conveniently forget about collecting it from her. He probably wasn't going to charge Jessie anymore either, considering she had to put up with all the noise lately. He simply wouldn’t cash any checks she gave him. Bwahaha.
"This way, if you ever get pissed off at me, ya get to go back to your own room," he cheerfully told her, like this was the best idea ever. And he even reiterated that it was her room as opposed to his room, which they just happened to conveniently share bed-space together. Go him!
"Alright I can handle that" She smiled a bit and shifted so she could give him a sweet kiss. "My parents will probably have heart attacks." She laughed a bit before snuggling back down against him.
His poor room was going to be totally rangikuified. Scary really letting her do that. She tended to make little piles of clothes on the floor: dirty clean and its cleanish. Oops.
He thinks he is being so clever, having figured out how to keep his room from having piles of Rangiku things all over the place. The solution? Give Rangiku her own room! She can mess that up!
He has not taken into account that she thinks that his room is their room and so that third bedroom? It's going to be a storage for the 389238 things Rangiku will probably buy, since she's never going to be charged for rent, electricity, cable, phone, water, garbage, or gas, or for any groceries. In other words? That room that he has designated as hers is going to fill up fast and be like an amusement park for Jessie's ferrets.
"I hope ya can. You ain't ran off screamin' yet." He held onto her, not wanting to let her go. "I suppose we'll have ta get stuff ta make your room pretty. Or you'll wanna move the things from your ol' room into your new room."
Rangiku was smart. She knew he thought he had planned and deftly sidestepped it. His room was going to be a mess but hey at one point he said he liked her messes.
"Nope and don't plan to either." She smiled at him and squeezed him gently. "Mm I love you," she said softly as she snuggled closer not wanting him to Let her go.
Oh he thinks he so sidestepped it, it was on par with being the world's greatest ninja. He is inwardly patting himself on the back for that maneuver, and also because he can't give the girl anything permanent or concrete. So at least he can give the girl some space under the same roof he lives under. He won't even call it 'living together' or 'cohabitating', but more like 'yep she's my roommate' if anyone asks.
"Love ya too," he told her, "but I still say, you shoulda ran like hell when ya had the chance. Now it'll be too late, since we're gonna be roomies."
Rangiku will, however, happily state she’s living with him. That can, you know, mean housemates, but shhh she totally won’t say that. Mostly because it’s as concrete as it gets, and she’ll take it. Even if he won’t say it. She’s a girl, she can make a mountain out of an ant hill after all. Poor boy has no idea.
She rolled her eyes at him and got comfy again, head resting on his shoulder. “Shut up, Gin,” she managed to roll his name upwards as if she was annoyed. “I am not runnin’ so deal with it.” Nope. Will she be livid? Yep. Want to beat him stupid? Sure. Giving up on him? Nope. Against the advice of you know, everyone.
"Guess I'll haveta cope, somehow."
He felt he was getting away with everything yet again, so let him live in his state of profound man bliss, unknowing of the things which may happen, including beating him stupid and her being livid, or any ant hills being made into mountains as deadly as Everest.
He looked pretty happy to be laying there in the shade of the trees, with his annoyed sounding roommate. Thank you very much.
“You sure will.” She grinned at him and got comfy, letting him think he was getting away with it all. He wasn’t of course, but she could be a kind girlfriend. Girl-FRIEND. Deal. She licked her lips slowly and nuzzled back down. “I like this,” she said softly as she looked up at him.
"S'pose so." He was quiet for a moment, still holding his UN-girlfriend, looking content like he got things settled to his satisfaction and that she seemed so happy about it.They are going to have so many evasive debates about this.
He peeked down at her in time to catch that lick of the lips, and his smile turned sneaky, like he was up to something. The stinker.
"There's something I'd like more than this, actually," he said, like he was mirroring the softness of her voice right back at her.
Her boyfriend was a pain in the ass but that was okay, she loved him anyways. He could handle it and hopefully handle her and all that comes with her. She wasn’t exactly a nice, easy girlfriend to have. Especially since in her head she was going to be calling him boyfriend. He’ll live.
She liked sneaky him when he was up to something she was going to enjoy. She was curious about it until he spoke, then a slow smile curled her lips.
“And what, pray tell, would that be?” She looked at him through her lashes, a playful smile tucked on her lips.
Roommate. And she'll live. He's quiet stubborn and she's loud stubborn. It'll be fun times when they disagree.
"Ahhh, well...." He looked like he was going to go on, but instead put a fingertip under her chin to tilt her head upward, and moved so his lips barely touched hers in an almost kiss. Then he pulled away and said, "Food. That'd be good. Whaddya want for dinner?"
He instantly let go and tried to roll away from her, curling in on himself because he knew she was going to throttle him for being a tease.
They were gonna argue about this forevers. It’s okay.
She arched her neck upwards towards the ghost of a kiss before flailing at him in annoyance.
“TEASE!” she snarled at him as she laughed, and moved to pin him to the ground, beneath the shade of the beautiful trees.
“You!” she giggled softly as she tried to pin him so she could give him a kiss.
He was laughing hard even before she got him pinned in place and before their lips could meet, he turned his head to one side so her lips landed onto his cheek. Teasing her like that was the best, since he was guaranteed to get a rise out of her. That, and her flailing was hilarious.
"...noooooooo, yo' tryin' ta take advantage of meeeee," he was saying in a totally conversational way, making a show of scrunching his entire face up (now with extra squinty!). "Heeeeeelp, I'm bein' accosted by muh rooooommate."
She sat down hard on him at that one. Roomie. Slfkjal;fk. Didn’t matter that she knew he was never going to call her girlfriend. But she still didn’t like hearing it and so she put all her weight on him, to show her displeasure.
“YOU LIKE IT AND YOU KNOW IT!” she practically yelled at him, laughing even if her eyes were storm clouds again.
“You love the attention,” she purred sweet as sugar as she got in his face, enjoying the squinty mc squinty look.
Gin made a OOMPH sound as the air was pushed out of him suddenly, making him sound really funny since he was in mid-laugh, and causing him to scrunch his face up in a amused wince. He was winded enough to need to catch his breath afterward, and tried to get his hands free to painlessly thwap his hands at her, to rile her up even more.
"...nope, dunno what you're talkin' 'bout," he told her, eyes opening just enough that a sliver of blue could be seen in them, past his eyelashes. "Using your roomie as a lawn chair dunnit mean I like the attention, ya pain in the butt. Or my gut, cuz that's what you're sittin' on."
He started laughing again as he fake called out, still in a conversational tone of voice, "Help, pervert gardener...whenever I wancha to look over the fence, ya ain't ever around!"
She made sure to squish him some more with her weight and huffed at him. She was not entirely happy anymore, but she was doing her best not to let him get to her, not with the roomie comments. They were just there to piss her off and she didn’t wanna be. Riled up? Yes. Pissed off? No.
Rangiku loved that sliver of blue when she got to see it, a smile gracing her lips as she looked at him.
“If you were a lawn chair I’d be lounging, not crushing,” she teased softly as she sprawled on him. “Don’t you call him!”
"Omfff!" That squish only made him laugh even more, and he turned his head the other way and called out, too faintly to be heard at all, "Heeelp, I'm at a hot roommate's mercy riiiiiiight noooooow."
Gin squiggled underneath her like he was trying to squirm out from under her, but the fact that he was smiling and laughing about it, let it be known that he was having a grand time. It wasn't to piss her off, but to get her goat a little bit.
"You're the worst kinda blanket ever," he told her, even if he sounded like he thought the exact opposite.
"You poor thing," she lamented as she moved to make herself a better blanket. She kissed his forehead and laughed. "Whatcha going to do now huh? "
Rangiku wrapped her limbs around him. Then she looked up to see the stupid pervy gardener and grabbed for the nearest stick to throw.
"Yaaaay, ya came ta save me," Gin said, halfheartedly, since he didn't think the damn gardener would actually LOOK OVER THE WALL. AGAIN. "Hi. Ya know, she's gonna kill ya with a whatever it is she grabs hold of, an' hopefully that's not me."
He was too comfortable to move, so while she was reaching around for a fallen limb...good luck, he kept the garden really neat and tidy...he looked like the perfect picture of comfort. He even tucked both hands behind his head.
The gardener pointed and asked, "Do you need help? Really? I'm free for a half an hour."
That was, of course, a pervy offer, from a pervy gardener. Y’all can do the math there.
Gin was good at math. That’s why he went 'hmmmmmmmmmmmmm!' like he was thinking it over, which meant he was probably going to get stabbed by a stick after she stabs the gardener with it. And she was probably going to get up and bust a limb off, herself. Then he would go ‘aww’ because his poor trees.
Rangiku unfurled herself from around Gin and grabbed the sake cup because hello no branches. She got to her feet, aimed and threw it with pretty spot on accuracy, bouncing it off the guy’s face.
Then she looked to Gin and poked him with her toe in the ribs. "Don't you ever even think about letting him help,” air quotes around help, "you!!!"
The gardener fell back off the wall and danced around holding his face where the cup hit. It serves him right. He will think twice about answering calls for help in that garden, and stick to the unsatisfied wife next door, and the widow down the street. Lesson learned! Miss Blond Big Boobies has a strong arm and good aim!
Gin tried to roll away. But he was too busy laughing at the sake cup to the face to make it happen, and so he got toed in the ribs, big time.
"Ouch!" He tried to grab onto her foot to keep her from doing it again. "I thought we could keep our adventures of bein' roommates exciting by trying new things, is all. Is that so bad?"
That made him laugh even harder, which is why he scrambled to get up onto his feet before she opened up a can of whoop ass on him.
Rangiku all but tackled him at that comment, laughing too. She didn’t even have time to get mad he kept calling her roommate. Arms wrapped around his neck as she swung him to push his back up against the closest tree trunk [gently, so as to not hurt the tree] and grin at him.
“What am I going to do with you?” she said against his ear, fingers dragging lightly down his arm. “I feel if you want adventure, we might want to leave your neighbor’s pervy gardener out of it,” she said, grinning at him.
Aww, she's being careful with his trees now. That's so sweet. It made him smile. More than usual, that is.
In response to her being so persuasive, Gin turned his head a little and said in a pleasingly sing-song voice, loud enough for the gardener to hear, "I think ya better run now, since she's about ta climb over that wall an' kick yo' ass."
The pervy gardener's feet could be heard pounding at grass and stone as he hightailed it the hell out of there. No way did he want to get injured further. And it's not like he could call the police, since he had been being his usual voyeuristic self. Boo.
Problem solved. Gin rested both hands on her hips and pulled her closer against him.
"Now that he's gone," he said, tilting his head enough to peek at her, "I can think of a few things we can do. None of 'em include other people bein' involved."
She was being careful. She happened to like those trees too.
Her lips twitched into a wicKed grin at his words. She giggle softly at him and shook her head. Voyeuristic pervs deserved sake cups to the face.
Rangiku smirked as he laid his hands in her hips and she didn't struggle when he pulled her closer. She moved rather willingly.
"I like the sound of this plan. Do tell me more." She looked at him with a tender smile on her lips.
"Sure thing. I can tell ya a lot more," he promised, followed by their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. It wasn't the sort where he was willing to stop and explain any further details with words.