A/N: Bankai practice can lead to pain. Good thing Rangiku is here to soothe her girlfriend's pain.
Rangiku tiptoed into the bedroom. Inside was a giant lump curled up on the futon, groaning in pain. Smiling softly, the 10th Division Vice Captain knelt next to the lump and poked it.
No response.
She poked again.
This time, the lump let out a groan of pain before wiggling around.
Chuckling to herself, Rangiku lay next to the lump, reaching out to the short tufts of silver hair sticking out along with two beaded braids. Picking one up, she twirled it around her fingers.
This time, the lump uncovered itself, and she found herself staring into Isane Kotetsu’s eyes.
“Hello!” Rangiku chirped at her. When Isane let out a soft sigh, Rangiku cooed at her before pulling the cover off her.
“I got you a gift,” said Rangiku, shaking a thermos flask at Isane.
Isane slowly sat up, finally greeting her guest. “Thank you, Matsumoto-san.”
Rangiku leaned in, kissing her first on one cheek, then the other.
“Aah… My Isane-chan is working so hard!”
Isane flushes before a mournful smile graces her face, “I have big shoes to fill.”
“I am sure Captain Unohana’s feet are far smaller than yours.”
Isane lets out a barely suppressed giggle and asks, “What’s in the flask?”
Rangiku tilts her head, a bemused look on her face, “In the flask? I swiped it from Hisagi’s office.”
This time, Isane can’t suppress her delight; she bursts into laughter. Rangiku joins her.
As their laughter comes to an end Isane opens the flask and pours some of its content into the cups next to her futon. She offers one to Rangiku, who clinks the cup against hers. With a mutual nod at each other, they drink it.
With a gagging noise, they spat out the heavily salted coffee.
