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VAINGORE.

               between the two of them, there was no doubt that it was she who was the romantic with a bursting love for grand gestures, treasuring holidays both small and large. he, on the other hand, was not quite so sentimental toward these celebrations ; he was such a subtle contrast to the supernova that was her excitement and zeal for little traditions. nevertheless, it did nothing to change the truth that she knew by heart, the truth that she could feel emanating from his being ---- the very essence of their souls were deeply intertwined. rangiku knew better than to doubt the depths of his affections, for she knew that it was she who had captured such a deceptively ice - cold heart, but she had known from the start that he was more than what the surface revealed.

               her heart fluttered at his praise. hands now free, an arm raised to tuck her hair behind an ear, all while the loving smile stretching upon her lightly sun - kissed countenance continued to unfurl, a spring blossom. a bit of pride remained hidden beneath the layers of emotions as she said, “ mm---... i . . . made it myself. it was a lot of trial and error. you should see the ones that never made it to the table. ”

               with eyes fixated upon the ring that rested so delicately in his palm, she couldn’t stop the surge of excitement for him from racing throughout her body. it was electric, and she wondered if the moment to come would elicit the same dizzying euphoria she felt when she gazed upon the world and all of its treasures that she loved. rangiku wanted this so desperately for him --- she couldn’t imagine a world without sunlight, to not be able to feel the warmth of its rays gently kissing her skin, to not be able to see the flowers awaken from their slumber as the sun roused them. she so desperately wanted to share the world she loved with the man she loved.

               “ go on, ” she finally said, her voice soft and gentle, more quiet this time, “ put it on. tell me if you feel something. i don’t really know how this works in terms of feeling ‘ it ’ but... anyway! i won’t spoil it for you. i promise there’s a reason for this. i wouldn’t wake you up for just nothing, you know. ”

               subtlety ---- what a strange thing to ask of her. and yet, here she was, willing every cell in her body not to cave in to her deepest desires and instincts to blossom in a telling grin that peeled at her full lips, to not shout at him in her elation, and to not immediately shower him in a cascade of her affections. it took a world of inner strength to not even bounce on the balls of her toes, to calmly call out to him as her knuckles rapped on his door as she went ahead and opened it, inviting herself in.

               “ byakuyaaaaaa, ” she repeated, eyes shifting around as she looked for him. in her other hand, hidden behind her back, was a small, black, velvet box containing a simple, thin, silver ring with a small onyx stone. it was handcrafted, a true gift from the heart, but also imbued with a powerful magic, to offer him protections beneath the burning eye of the sun. the world around them was beautiful, a world that she wanted nothing more than to share with him in daylight ---- she wanted him to be able to feel the warmth of the sun kiss his skin, just as she could.

               her crystalline blue eyes brightened, shimmering like the purest gemstone, as she caught sight of him. gently grasping his hand, she pressed the box to his palm, curling his fingers around it. “ open it, ” rangiku urged, smiling up at him, golden tresses rippling down her back as she tossed her hair behind her. “ hurry, c’mon ! it’s valentine’s day, you know. just so you don’t think this is just out of the blue. ”

VAINGORE.