For the first time in what seemed like in forever, Rangiku was able to relax at the thought of going out to the human world. This time she had no alternate agenda - she wasn’t working there was no reason for her to not have a good time. The thought of what she was about to do made her feel like she was about to either fall over and die or jump up and down screaming. As immature as that sounded she couldn’t really bring herself to care about it. She has a date with Gin. It was odd, to think of herself having this happen with Gin. She had spent so much time with him - how long had they lived together and felt the same way about each other but they haven’t done anything about it?
Rangiku ran a brush quickly through her hair as she glanced into her closet debating on what she could wear to the date. She glanced at her favorite pink blouse hanging on a hanger, grinning she quickly grabbed it and changed. Grinning at her reflection in the mirror she patted the pockets on her black pants and nodded at herself in approval. She had to be quicker than usual so she could get to the world of the living. She had spent so much time sneaking around and she didn’t want to do as much of that when it came to Gin but for the time being she didn’t mind. The news of him returning could get him in more trouble than she would ever want to see him in.
Finally getting the nerve to go to the human world she gave herself one more reassuring smile. She couldn’t explain why she was nervous but she was. After all, it was just Gin. Grabbing her bag she escaped outside and got to the human world without a hitch. The day was beautiful and she couldn’t bring herself to think of a way to ruin it. The only thing she knew she messed up on was her punctuality - she was at least half an hour late. Whoops.
Running a hand through her hair she walked down the street that Gin had directed her to and walked until she spied a silver head of hair sitting at the little cafe that he had directed her too. Her heart pounded in her chest as she approached the table. His face gazed up at her and she smiled down at him. She thought how completely unfair it was for him to have such a power over her, the way his eyes seemed to completely dismantle her.
“You never fail to flatter me, Gin.” She grinned, a slight blush coloring her cheeks. She gazed back up at him before returning the embrace. As he pulled away she placed her hands on his cheeks and quickly pecked him on the lips,”Hi you.”
Smiling - she sat back down and looked at Gin, “So, Mr. Secretive. I hope that I’m dressed okay since I have no idea what we’re doing and two, what the hell are we doing?” She asked playfully, nudging him under the table with her leg.
“Hiya, Rangiku~” Gin hummed happily as she began to pull away from him. His hands searched for hers as they fell from his face, and he made sure to intertwine their fingers as they began to sit back down at the little cafe table.
As the ex-Shinigami took in the appearance of the woman before him, he couldn’t help but feel angry with himself for not noticing what was so apparently different about her now. Of course there were many reasons as to why he hadn’t been paying attention to this particular difference in her features right from the very moment he saw her; after all, reuniting and telling her how sorry he was and how insanely happy he felt that he could finally see her again were at the forefront of his mind… but still. How could he have missed the fact that her hair was now so much shorter than ever before? She was still unbelievably beautiful and the sort of woman that every female wished they could be like, but hadn’t Rangiku loved her long locks of hair? What had made her change her mind and cut it down to her shoulders?
Gin’s mind lingered on the honey locks of hair for some time and, in his own way, he decided to bring it up into the conversation. “Ya know, I may haveta call ya Ran-chan more often now, since yer hair looks jus’ the way it used ta when we were younger~,” Gin smirked, squeezing her hand gently before letting it go. “I really like it, though. How long ago didja do that? Have I really been outta tha loop for that long?”
Brushing a few strands of silver hair eyes from his eyes, Gin leaned his chin against the palm of his hand. He toyed around with the teacup he had just finished drinking from and contemplated what she had said. What was a normal date, anyway? The etiquette for dates was much different in the World of the Living than it was in Soul Society, after all, there was so much more to do here. There was dinner and entertainment in the form of some human movie, or bowling, or one of those so-called ‘night clubs’ Gin had heard of throughout the years. Anything that involved heavy drinking, however, Gin had frowned upon whilst making plans… he really wasn’t looking forward to sweeping a drunk version of his best friend and lover back to her home in Soul Society.
“I wouldn’t be Mr. Secretive if I gave it away, now would I?!” Gin chuckled, reclining back a bit in his chair as the corners of his squinted eyes crinkled with amusement. “You’ll see soon enough, don’tcha worry. I’m hopin’ yer gonna like it, at least. Speakin’ of which, shall we get a move on~?”