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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Jan 8, 2015 20:43:31 GMT -6
"Brief Reprieve": (continued) Gin nodded and embraced her. “There are many waiting for you to come back to them, and not all of those people will lead you to conflict,” he murmured. Stepping away, he held out his hand, squeezing it as she took it, and led them back inside.
On the table were a few dishes covered in cloth. Gin led Kita to one seat and pushed her in before moving to his chair. "Shall we see what dinner the goddess deigned to give us?" he asked with another crooked grin. In spite of her worrying, Kita smiled. Gin pulled off the cloth revealing two big servings of spaghetti with meatballs. The aroma of basil and fresh marinara wafted through the air.
Gin cocked his head. "Not a bad choice, I admit," he purred and twirled his first bite. He paused and looked over at Kita, who still seemed to be in thought. “You know, if you let him, your second father, the shopkeeper, could keep all conflict at bay. He’s not just good for keeping enemies at bay — especially if his special girl asks.”
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Jan 8, 2015 21:00:48 GMT -6
Kita picked up her fork and smiled softly as she shook her head. "I have to face this." She looked to Gin which was taking his next bite. "Like you said. I can't run from it. If I do that, the problem only grows bigger." She picked at her food a little then took a bite.
Two more bites and Kita was pushing her food around on the plate her cheek resting against her hand.
"You're going to make it cold, dearie~" Gin touched her forearm as she pushed her food around.
She was jolted back to reality as she looked to Gin. Her words and thoughts seemed rushed. "Would it be safe for Sumi to return at least half of my memories? Or maybe just some? Like my parents. Maybe some of the shopkeeper or the people at the shop? Or maybe--"
Gin smiled at her with a soft chuckle giving her forearm a gentle squeeze stopping her in mid sentence.
"What?"
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Jan 8, 2015 21:33:30 GMT -6
“You will survive this, Kita,” he stated quietly, looking deep into her eyes, darkened by worry. “That means you will have the time to find solutions to the smaller problems of life after Aizen is destroyed. You don’t need to rush.” Kita nodded slowly, and he poked at her arm until she lifted her fork again.
As she started to eat again, still slowly, Gin set his own fork down. “If it is important, you can ask Sumi for a glimpse into the past. I don’t think that would put you in any more danger with Aizen than you already are.”
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Jan 8, 2015 21:53:08 GMT -6
Kita nodded again. "I guess a taste is better than nothing at all." She smiled lifting her fork taking another bite. "I will think on it more." She replied after swallowing her bite. Taking another bite Kita looked at the table then looked around the room. She went to stand then heard Sumi's voice in her head.
"Sit down Kita."
"But I want something to drink." Kita replied.
She turned her head toward Gin when she heard liquid pouring into a glass. "Wine?"
Gin smirked sitting the glass in front of her plate then filled the second glass for himself. Sitting back down Kita lifted her glass and took a sip.
"What do you think of Kenji for his name?" Kita asked him sitting her glass back to the table.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Jan 8, 2015 22:33:50 GMT -6
Gin chuckled. “I think it reminds me too much of a certain shopkeeper,” he replied easily with a wide grin, more at ease himself with Kita finally beginning to enjoy her pasta and the savory wine.
Kita smiled shaking her head, "and that is a bad thing?" Gin tilted his head at her as she giggled softly. "Ok ok. Hmmm," she hummed softly. "What about?" She paused thinking.
Gin twirled some more pasta. "I'm having trouble thinking up names," he murmured, waving his free hand. "Too much time not paying attention to the world around me but for my goal." He took a sip of his wine. "If you give me some to think about, though, I could be more of a help."
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Jan 8, 2015 23:21:23 GMT -6
Kita thought for a second. "Well here are the names I have always like for boys." She took a sip of her wine and started at the top. "Hajime, Ryuu, Sho, Yoshi, Sora, Tatsuo, Aki, Akira, Shoji, Takuya, Ayumu, Sanosuke..."
She paused picking up her glass taking another sip. "Let's see..."
She went into thinking mode again as she swirled the wine around in her glass.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Jan 9, 2015 0:19:27 GMT -6
Gin watched the curiosity and excitement build in her voice as she started going through names, the animation lighting up her eyes and giving a lightness to her movements as she started to consider more names. With a lopsided smile, he tapped off each name in his head.
“So far I like Akira, Sora, Shoji,” the fox told her, taking another bite. He paused. “I do remember one other name. Soji which is short for Sojiro.”
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Jan 9, 2015 0:45:42 GMT -6
Kita turned looking at him with a quick nod. "Yes Sojiro was another I liked, and then there were." She quickly put her glass down and started naming them off as she turned to look at him. She was using her fingers to count them down as she called them out.
"Kotoya, Akito, Haruki, Sai, Makoto, Kai, Ikkei, Shuuhei, Kaname, Shiro..."
Gin started laughing waving his hands in defeat as she quickly went down the list. "First off no Shiro's. Not even as part of his name. There are too many Shiro's running around and ALL of them get on my nerves. As far as Kaname." He tilted his head, "I like it, but I am not too sure what the others might think."
Kita tilted her head confused. "Why is that? Kaname is a nice name."
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Jan 9, 2015 0:54:21 GMT -6
“Kamane was the name of the third traitor of Soul Society,” Gin explained. As Kita frowned slightly, the fox hurried on. “Kamane Tosen, Sousuke Aizen, and your favorite,” he spread his arms wide, “Gin Ichimaru.” Kita giggled and her smile returned. Gin set his arms down. “Even if those are good names, there will negative connotations to any of those name for a while to come. Sousuke may be safe because he rarely used it, preferring Aizen instead.”
"Of the new ones, I like Kai, but it might be too close to Kaname for my son to get away with it, and Sai." He tilted his head the other way. "I seem to keep going for the S names. I wonder if it has to do with my sssssneaky nature~"
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Jan 9, 2015 1:08:02 GMT -6
Kita giggled shaking her head. "Maybe we should find a name that means rock or hard as."
Gin tilted his head looking at her, now he was confused. "Why is that?"
She then leaned forward with an outstretched arm and tapped Gin softly on the side of his head. "Because if he is anything like daddy..." Kita squealed as Gin quickly but playfully grabbed her wrist and pulled her to his lap.
"You, dearie~" he kissed a trail along her neck as she still giggled. "Have no room to talk."
She wrapped her arms around him and kissed his temple. "Oh you think?!"
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Jan 9, 2015 1:15:29 GMT -6
"Yes, I do think," Gin purred, nipping the shell of her ear before nuzzling the hurt. "If you weren't stubborn, persistent, down-right difficult to cower, I would have never been stuck with my bright shadow," he pronounced, poking her in the sides with his fingers.
She giggled and wiggled in his lap before poking him back in his chest. "Shadow?"
"Yes," Gin emphasized with another prod in her side, "shadow. If I disappeared from the room, you knew all my other haunts - at least in or around the shop, that is. If I wanted to push you away, you knew what to say to stay my hand. And you defended me from all bad-mouthing that I may or may not have deserved." He kissed her quickly. "Convinced?"
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Jan 9, 2015 1:26:40 GMT -6
She smiled and gave him a quick kiss before she replied. "Maybe..." She giggled again as he poked her once more. "What can I say? I could see what they could not. My gain. Their loss." She smiled brightly and quickly perked up looking into his eyes.
"How old are you?"
Gin looked at her with a shocked look. "Why do you want to know?"
"Just curious." Kita returned.
Gin chuckled softly, "well how do I say this?" He thought for a few second then replied. "I am old enough to know better, but still young enough to not give a damn."
Kita giggled, "so you're a cradle robber?"
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Jan 9, 2015 1:35:11 GMT -6
“Pretty much,” he admitted with a wide grin. “Want to run while you still can?” he offered, releasing her and holding his arms out wide. “Well?”
Kita looked to him and grinned. "Why would I run from someone that is harmless?"
Gin snickered and leaned back in his chair. "My reputation has always been in tatters with you," he murmured, looking up at the ceiling. "How could you see straight through me?"
Kita shrugged. "Your aura and your eyes. They will tattle on someone faster than anything."
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Jan 9, 2015 13:51:30 GMT -6
Kita hummed, "mhm. Even in Las Noches. Though you are better at hiding it there then when you and I are alone." She brushed his silver bangs from his face a serious look in her eyes. "Don't get me wrong. There are times you scare the bejesus out of me." A soft smile crossing her face next. "But I trust you. Even though you're in that frame of mind you never forget who or what I am to you."
"But I almost kil--"
Kita cut him off placing her finger over his lips, not letting him finish his sentence, her head shook gently. "You can't stop the inevitable, Gin. If it was meant to be, it was meant to be. If I die... I want it to be by your hands."
Gin lowered his head as she cupped his face and lifted his head back up. She looked deep into his eyes. "It least then I will die knowing it was for the right reason and not for the selfish reasons of someone else."
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Jan 9, 2015 14:01:32 GMT -6
Gin's eyes widened then narrowed to slits, tearing her finger from his lips. "How the hell," he hissed, voice trembling, 'would me killing you be any different than Aizen using your powers and discarding you?" he asked. His anger rose. "If I killed you, it would be the end," he snapped, grabbing her by the shoulders and shaking her. "How would it be for the right reasons? Explain that to me. Because that is NOT what I see." He paused. "And I. Will not. Do. IT!"
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