Rangiku was just on his way back. She was still grinning to herself and was very happy for her captain. Hinamori had probably already done her "task" for today and now it was her turn. She went straight ahead towards the main building of the 3rd Division. The closer she got to her goal, the slower her steps became. She knew very well that gin would not be there, but her heart told her that she should still give him something, even if he wouldn't get it. In the end, she arrived at her destination. She walked slowly along the empty corridors of the main building until she stopped in front of the former captain's room. She opened the door and, as expected, found the room empty. Disappointment was the only thing, the feeling that Matsumoto felt at that moment, because somehow she had hoped to see him again today. She didn't know why herself, but something had told her that she would see the silver-haired savior from her youth again.She entered the room, looked at it again very carefully and then placed a small package, which was in bright red colors, on the empty table. As she left the room, she quickly wiped a sudden tear from her eye and then slowly pushed the door shut behind her. She leaned against it and gave a short sigh, then returned to the 10th Division office.
As the day wore on, she found herself completing all of her files, and even those of her captain that he had left when she had dragged him away, in an unusually short time.
in the evening she sat with Kira and Hisagi in their local pub and the trio drank together until late at night. At some point in the middle of the night, the three of them staggered back to their sleeping quarters. matsumoto barely made it into her beloved bed. She had already sunk into a deep sleep, which could not be that deep, because when suddenly a strong wind blew through the room from the window, she woke up dazed.A shadow slipped quietly across the room and stopped next to her. At first she thought it was imagination, but then she clearly felt a hand that found its way to her cheek and a second that reached for one of her own. Suddenly she was kissed gently and for Matsumoto it was as if she was not still dazed from the alcohol she had consumed that evening, but as if she were wide awake and sober. But as suddenly as this unexpected situation occurred, it was over quickly and Matsumoto fell back into a sound sleep.
The following morning the orange-haired and fortunately not hungover Vice Capatin of the 10th Division was awakened by a ray of sunshine and the soft chirping of the birds outside. The memory of the event of the previous night was immediately back, but at first she thought it was all just a dream, but when she later went into the kitchen to add the water to her morning breakfast coffee, she discovered an empty box on the kitchen counter .It wasn't just any box, it was the one that the day before made up the contents of a small package that she had deposited in the 3rd division. Later she stood with a smile on her face, happily with her coffee, at the window and gazed at the sky, absorbed in thoughts of her loved one.
Happy end...?!