tampered | Log, Ongoing

Log, Ongoing

When; June 30th, 11:xx PM
Rating; ~~PG? PG-13? With Dark, you never know.~~ (Listed R now because both muns are stuck in the gutter)
Characters; Matsumoto Rangiku

10thdiv_haineko and Dark Mousy

charmingthief
Summary; Show me how it feels to fly with wings and you beside me.
Log;

It was still warm when Dark walked out onto the rooftop of his apartment building. The day had been a scorcher; he had dropped a few eggs on the pavement to watch them sizzle and brown. But now it felt much better without the sun overhead.

He shifted the bag upon his back, making sure everything was secure and looked up at the sky. It was a clear night with just a little bit of moon. No wind, not yet at least.

His wings began to materialize behind him and Dark stretched them out before running off the rooftop and gliding through the air, heading towards another apartment rooftop and a waiting shinigami.

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Rangiku sat, silent on the rooftop of the apartment building she was currently residing in. Beside her lay a large gray cat, purring softly as the woman absently stroked at her ears. Neither was really meditating, or even paying attention to the night sky. They were far too busy enjoying each other's company after their seperation.

The purrs quieted after a few minutes as she raised her head, odd bluegray eyes staring off into the night. With a rumbled comment to her mistress, Haineko stood, then faded away into the night. She might've been alone in form, but she knew Haineko was always close by again.

Lost in her own thoughts, she looked up, seeing the stars without really seeing them.

The wind felt good upon his face as his wings cut through the night sky. It had only been a week since he had last flown but it had been long enough. Flying helped clear his mind and allowed Dark to be even more reckless than with his feet on the ground.

He smiled as he noticed the lone figure upon an apartment rooftop. Glancing around, he gave his wings one last beat and then dove at the figure.

It occurred to the thief, at the very last moment, that he didn't have enough time and space to slow down and, even more importantly, if this person was the shinigami that he was looking for.

In a flash, her attention was grabbed by something, or someone approaching quickly. Without thought, she flash stepped a few feet away, landing with her arms outstretched defensively. Before she was able to use any of her returning kidou knowledge, she saw black wings and realized who was bearing down on her for too quickly.

Her own power called to the fore, she mumbled a few words, then a louder, "sai!", sending her own reiatsu to loop around him to slow his descent. The power released him after he'd slowed down enough for safety's sake, and she tucked her hand away to keep him from seeing the shaking. Her kidou skills were still returning to her after losing them for the sake of the child she'd lost, and her fine control wasn't what it once was.

In time, she'd have it back, though.

"Isn't that a bit reckless?"

Dark had had his hands stretched out, ready to fall into a forward roll. It would have still hurt but it was better than his face meeting concrete.

He stood up and dusted himself off before looking at Rangiku. His tone took on an air of mock outrage. "Reckless? First Noah, then Nanami, now you?!" Dark looked back at her though and grinned widely, "Good catch though. That might have hurt."

The bag on his back jingled as he shifted his wings and put both hands behind his head. "So, what's up?"

With a smug grin, she looked him over. No worse for wear, so she silently congratulated herself on her control. "Nah. I wouldn't have let that happen." The sound from the bag made her gaze shift a little.

"Besides you? Not too much. Just enjoying the evening with Haineko... staring at the stars. How've you been?"

Dark cocked his head to the side smiled, "I'm fine. Staring at the stars, eh? Are you sure that's all you've been staring at?"

He let his wings disappear as he shrugged off the bag on his back and placed it on the floor. "There's two bottles of sake in there as well as some... toys I found in the Underground."

She couldn't help but laugh. "And what else would I be staring at, hm?" The bag made more noise as it settled on the rooftop, but she refrained from looking in it. She was as nosy as a cat sometimes, and it sometimes got her into trouble. "Ooooh, so you finally brought the sake you promised, but toys? I've been Underground enough to know some of the toys they have there... "

"Yeah, sake, as I promised, and toys," he said as he crouched over it, "You know, vibrators, dildos, the regular sex toys, and look! Handcuffs!" He looked up and grinned at Rangiku. "Just kidding."

"Sake glasses, a few lighters- you think that your kitty would like some cat food?" Dark glanced around, his eyes searching for her familiar. He pulled out one of the bottles of sake, a pair of handcuffs hanging around the top.

"Oops."

Kitty?

Ran silenced Haineko through their bond, but the spirit didn't listen too well.

A lot like her mistress.

"Ahhh, she doesn't usually eat. Doesn't really need to, actually, but Jan got her to like pepperoni and she really like sweets. Lazy thing..."

Instead, she kept commenting about her mistress' company and such while Rangiku tried her level best to ignore the purred words in her mind.

"Pervert. Just what did you have in mind tonight?" Deft fingers reached over to pluck the handcuffs from the neck of the bottle.

Dark tossed away the can of cat food and grinned. "Your cat's a picky eater. Let's see, I was planning on taking you flying, then sharing these two bottles of sake, and then having some fun with those handcuffs and have my way with you. What do you think?"

There was a low growl in the night air, but it came from nowhere. With a slight frown, Rangiku shoo'd Haineko's presence away, then shrugged. "She's spoiled... The first two I can handle, the last two, we'll have to see about, now won't we?"

Grinning widely, Dark let his wings unfurl into the night sky once more. Black feathered wings seemed to shroud over him, casting even more shadows over his face.

"So you can ride on my back or in my arms." Dark shrugged, his wings bobbing with the movement. "Your choice."

Her gaze rose to his wings, black on black, and the sight made her smile grow. "Wow... they're beautiful... I think I'd prefer to be held, if that's alright."

"Good choice. Trust me, it's more fun." The grin on Dark's face seemed almost permanent. He crouched and moved to lift her, one arm under her legs, the other behind her back. "Just put an arm around my neck and leave it to me."

She did as she was bidden, sliding an arm around his neck, then reaching down with her free hand to snag the barely in reach bottle. "Well then, I'm in your care. You think you can lift us both?"

"Let's see." Dark took on a pensive face. He took a step forward and suddenly, they were free falling through the air, their hair flying in their faces and the sight of the ground growing bigger and bigge-

His wings spread and beat furiously, stopping their descent and sending them into a glide. Dark grinned again, "Whoops. Must of tripped. That sake might be a good idea now."

Her arm tightened around his neck, but she didn't flail, or jump or squeal. She was used to traveling at speed, and could stand on the sky when needed, but there was just something about being held up by just two wings that she found exhilerating.

Her free hand settled the sake bottle in her lap, then tucked her now wild hair behind an ear the best she could. "Nah. This isn't too bad."

"Oh? It's not reckless enough for you?" Dark lazily did a loop in the air before gaining some altitude. He did a few barrel rolls from side to side, chuckling as his hair ended up in Rangiku's face.

He motioned toward the stars above him. "Clear night. Nothing but stars. Back at home, we sometimes had trouble finding them because of all the lights..." Dark trailed off as he tried to find some of the constellations he knew. No such luck.

She didn't bother to brush away the hair, even when her own curled up to join it with the breeze. Her eyes were already on the stars, a tiny smile on her face. "Back in Seireitei, the stars would blaze above the city... I'd sit on the roof of my office and watch them... made my taichou mad sometimes. He thought I was shirking work."

"He had it right then. When are you ever doing work?" Dark laughed. His smile faded a little as he thought of the work he used to do under the cover of night and wondered for a moment when that life would drag him back.

He shook himself mentally. "I'm guessing you got him off your back with those charms of yours?" He glanced down suggestively. "And maybe some?"

"Psh. I did my share of the work." She neglected to mention that that work usually didn't involve paperwork, which should've been her responsibility. "He never fell victim to my charms, no. Got tired of having my boobs assaulting him all the time is more like it." The glance wasn't missed, however.

"Half the men of Soul Society didn't mind, though."

"The other half must swing the other way," he muttered. "Most guys would give up their firstborn just for a glimpse of you."

"Tell me about your taichou," Dark asked after a second of silence. His wings beat besides him, keeping them level with the few clouds. "And about Soul Society.

"Mmmm, maybe, maybe not. Most of those are the ones I spend time with. They think of me as one of the guys, I think." Dark's next words took her by surprise, and it was obvious. She fell into her own silence for several moments, and when she spoke again, her voice was soft and affectioniate.

"Taichou... is short and grumpy most of the time, but he's a good one. He makes sure I eat properly and I've caught him checking up on me several times after I fell asleep at work, even if it was his fault for trying to make me do all that paperwork. When we fight together, it's amazing. Two parts of a whole, you know? I'd die for him in a heartbeat."

She paused, unsure how much to tell of Seireitei and Soul Society.

Dark gave a small smile, his eyes slightly glazed in thought. "Short and grumpy? Sounds like Daisuke..." He stayed quiet for a few moment before seemingly coming to a decision.

"Daisuke comes from a clan that has a curse. Me. At the age of fourteen, when a male from the clan experiences first love, I come to share that person's body. Whenever Daisuke feels love, he transforms into me. I usually take the time to steal precious and sometimes cursed items."

He looked down, as thought he could see Daisuke somewhere on the dark street. "This is the second time we've been able to exist in two different bodies. It's... strange."

She listened quietly, not asking the most obvious questions. It just made her happy he was willing to tell her his story. "That's kind of a shame in a way. The first time you love is complicated enough on its own." Her eyes followed his down when he looked.

"You get used to being together."

"Yeah," Dark responded absently, "It is a shame. But in the end, he found the girl for him. She just got here, in fact..."

He sighed. "You would think, after four hundred years of doing this kind of thing, that I would learn from my mistakes. That I shouldn't get close to anything." A small bitter smile crept upon his lips. "Although, it's nice to believe in forever once in a while."

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