Life had given them the most unpredictable situation. An empty grave and a missing sibling, a loss of memories and a resolve to never hurt the ones that cared– their own emotions and wants kept them from the reality but also brought them together. What a pair of contradictory siblings, perhaps that’s why they complimented each other so well too. Ash and fire, plants and life. As tightly reigned as he was emotionally that didn’t mean he wasn’t expressive or without the capability to feel freely, he just had to keep his more intense emotions held back as much as possible. Now that it had all settled down and he was surveying the damage done, he could only smile softly. The situation had been immeasurable on his usual emotional scale but now he was calm. It was frustrating to lose control at times but it happened infrequently so he only cursed himself when it was necessary.
Had he been on the battlefield, he would have even with this situation– but that wasn’t the case so he was at ease and smiling warmly. How could he not? This was his sister. Surely he knew he’d had a family before, had mulled over it for years and on everything that transpired, but he’d also had a mother who cared for him and took him in; had treated him like her own. So he hadn’t considered bolting into their lives and disrupting everything with how little he actually remembered. Now that it was like this, now that she was right here in front of him? It was hard not to smile. “Well we have plenty of time for that,” granted their occupations weren’t exactly the most lax of things on time, he could always make time for her. Her words on his lapse of control though earned a chuckle,”I don’t do this often, no. I do have several gardens though– my house is basically a live-in greenhouse.”
Shaking his head, he reaches up and gently threads his fingers through those familiar ginger locks. “Try telling that to the several buildings and halls I’ve accidentally demolished. Just because its less aggressive doesn’t mean its any less troublesome.” Ah if only she knew the troubles he’d had with learning the discipline to control it all. There was no doubt in his mind it was no less of a pain in the ass than dealing with heat. Her inquiry on if he were happy or not earned a cocked brow from him. Was he? He’d grown up well, perhaps a bit traumatized at first but no less happy for it. His mother had taken great care of him and had given him a life he could be proud of and now it was his turn to take care of her. “Of course I am, Ran. There’s been ups and downs, there’s no way to get around it in this line of work– but all in all I am happy. What about you though? Anything I should be aware of? Any asses I need to kick?”
Ah, there it was. That telltale Ren who wouldn’t hesitate to pulverize the local troublemakers if they messed with his sister. Though that prodding about his dating life earned a bit of a laugh, a mischievous smirk turning those lips as he looked at her. “What? Eager for a brother or sister-in-law already?” Of course she would tease him. He’s not sure why he feels she would but somehow he just knows that this was how she was. Affectionately playful. Her inquiry of his Captain though had him wrinkling his nose a bit and sighing. “He’s absolutely wonderful but pushes himself too much sometimes. I’m pretty sure he’s already aware I’ve been sneaking infused petals in his tea to improve his health but he never says anything about it so he’s marginally better lately.”
A smile curves her lips as his fingers thread through her hair, gesture far too familiar. ❝ You never just find a safe place to let go? Holding it in like that and for it to just, more or less, explode...well control is blessed thing. But you'll do more harm than good just holding back all the time. ❞ Not that she doesn't understand, of course she does. However, Rangiku has to be honest, she had that problem more than once when it came to controlling her own power. It was wild and dangerous but it could still be controlled, even if in small bursts. She likes hearing the little bits about his life, she might not have known much about him now but she was eager to know just what she'd missed.
It was just like him to toss the question back at her. But she didn't really have an answer. She wants to ask a question in reply instead of answering truthfully. But why lie? They were back together and she was elated to know he was happy and well. The relief in her heart was a tangible thing. Any woes she had could sit on the back burner. She already felt disgusting for crying ; there was no need for a repeat. ❝ Happy? Um, sometimes. ❞ She shrugs, a slight grin playing at the corners of her mouth, ❝ There's always so much going on but its become routine and keeps me busy. No asses to kick, I handle that all on my own. I have some badass new scars from nearly dying twice, but it just sucks that they ache in the rain. I can really do without the pain, y'know? ❞ Vibrant eyes rolled, hands gesturing vaguely. Almost dying was just as annoying as living was, she was sure. ❝ I've made a lot of friends and the officers under my command are sweet. Captain Hitsugaya is a pain in my ass, but he's still a kid whose a workaholic, so I do what I can to alleviate the burden on his shoulders. It's fulfilling and I really couldn't ask for anything else. ❞
Dating life? Her brother? Absolutely. ❝ I mean, I'm not entirely ready for an in-law, but I want to see you in love and skipping through the halls. ❞ Her grin blossoms at the mention of Ukitake. Such a sweet and wonderful man. Rangiku can remember her first days in the academy and coming across him. Gods, she'd been so angry back then and even she couldn't be mean to him. It was criminal that he was sick at all. Fate always dealt a shitty hand to the good ones. ❝ Trust me, he definitely knows. I once made a lunch to thank him for something. I swear, I didn't even leave a note and it was like he had a six sense. He wants to feel better, I'm sure. ❞ A whimsical sigh leaves her and the ginger shakes her head, ❝ When I wanted to get away, we'd sit up on the hill and talk. I hope he gets better. ❞
There she went, getting emotional again. Now, she had to learn about her brother all over again. This was going to be fun. ❝ Okay, so tell me more about you? What's your mom like? Were you a star student in the academy? Did you make a lot of friends? Did your favorite color change? Ooh, are you into guys or girls? Or both? ❞ To say she had a ton of questions was an understatement, but she was too excited to reign herself in.
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