"That's not... oh never mind." Rangiku reached over to grab the rest of the soiled bedding only to have her small taicho yank all of it away from her.
"I can take care of that."
"Matsumoto, out! I've got to change and then I'll take care of this mess. I can do it by myself, I'm not a little kid." Toshiro's cheeks remained red from embarrassment.
"All right, all right." The woman stood up and stepped out of the room.
In a matter of minutes the white haired boy had stripped himself of his clothing and tossed them only the pile. His nose wrinkled up at the smell as he worked on changing into clean clothing. Toshiro dressed in everything but his haori before tying back the sleeves of his black kimono. He then began to haul the bedding out of the room.
He paused as he opened the door and got half way out of the door frame. His bright teal eyes turned to his right and saw that Rangiku was standing there leaning against the wall as he backed out of the room. "Matsumoto, what are you doing?"
The woman startled. "I was thinking..."
"... that I'm going to need your help."
"No. After your done we can take a trip to see Unohana." The woman took a deep breath.
"No thank you." The boy glanced at the ground. "This was a one time thing."
"Not about that. About the other thing."
Toshiro paused. "Just get your but over to the office already. I'm going to be late getting in."
Rangiku took a deep breath. "Why don't I handle the paper work? You can come in later in the afternoon after I head off to the Women's Society meeting."
"How about I come in as soon as I do this?" The boy let the bedding flop onto the wooden planking and somewhat onto the ground before heading over to the water pump in the center of the yard. "You know why? Because I can't trust you to do your job."
The woman watched as the boy filled a pail full of water and began to haul it over to the items. "Taicho... what are you doing?"
"Cleaning the bedding." The boy moved to dump the bucket on top of the mess.
"No!" Rangiku found herself lunging forward to prevent him. "What do you think you're doing!"
Toshiro gave her a rather horrified look. "I'm doing what I'm supposed to do. I need to get the bedding wet and then scrub it"
"That's not how you're supposed to do that!" Rangiku pulled the bucket out of his hand.
The boy's hands dropped to his side. "Why? Why can't you just let me be?"
The woman blinked a couple of times. "Just let me show you..."
"Why are you getting so upset?" The woman let out a deep sigh.
"Why shouldn't I be upset! You have a bad habit of leaving things for me to do and then coming back and telling me I've done them all wrong. I then have to redo everything" Toshiro's hands suddenly clenched up. "It's not fair."
"You know, I offered this time to help you." Rangiku pulled back and folded her arms across her chest.
"No! You were just going to do the whole thing yourself like always!" The boy looked right at the ground. "Seriously... I'm not a little kid anymore."
"Just go ahead and do it yourself and I'll get out of your hair." The boy untied the strands that were keeping his sleeves back before slipping into the room to grab his haori. She could hear him though quite clearly. "I'm going to go for a walk."
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Not Mine Valentine (Bleach Fanfic)Fanfiction
No one expected to see Gin again nor did they expect him to be pardoned for his crimes. Instead of having a good Valentine's Day, Rangiku finds herself dealing with some bitter feelings and a young taicho who is confused about her actions when in re...