Shuuhei had never thought of himself being a jealous type, and especially not for someone who he wasn’t even dating, but even he had to admit the stinging feeling in his heart as he saw Renji with Ichigo. Shuuhei sighed and turned around to face Matsumoto Rangiku who had just entered the room. He forced a smile on his lips and greeted Rangiku with a quick kiss on her forehead. Right, he thought, it shouldn’t matter who Renji spent his time with, Shuuhei was with Rangiku now. And he liked her. He liked her very, very much but…

“Is something bothering you?” Rangiku asked, pulling Shuuhei away from his thoughts.

“No, not really,” Shuuhei shook his head and watched how Rangiku sat on the kitchen table, crossing her arms on her chest. Shuuhei knew he wasn’t very convincing. He had never really been a good liar.

“I hope you know that you can tell me everything,” Rangiku said quietly but staring straight into Shuuhei’s eyes.

“I know,” Shuuhei smiled and walked to her. He wrapped his arms around the woman and kissed her, trying to change the subject but Rangiku wasn’t done yet.

“So?”

Shuuhei sighed. “It’s really nothing. I’m just a little worried.”

“Worried? About what?” Rangiku asked and dropped her arms down.

“About us, being here,” Shuuhei said and was only half-lying. “I don’t know if it was a good idea for all of us to leave Soul Society.”

Rangiku nodded slowly. “I’ve been actually thinking the same thing. Renji and Ichigo are already here, I don’t see why we had to come too.”

Renji and Ichigo, echoed through Shuuhei’s mind and he thought he was going to throw up soon.

“Shuuhei, are you alright? You don’t really look too good,” Rangiku asked worried and placed her hand on Shuuhei’s cheek.

“I’m fine,” Shuuhei answered and took Rangiku’s hand in his own. “I’m just a bit tired, that’s all.”

“You poor thing,” Rangiku smiled and jumped off the table. “Come, I’ll take you to bed.”

She didn’t wait for Shuuhei to answer, and before he even realized it, he was laying on the bed.

“Rangiku…” Shuuhei breathed as she climbed on top of him to straddle him.

“Shh,” Rangiku hushed and placed her finger on Shuuhei’s lips. “You just lie there and enjoy.”

Shuuhei smirked. No matter how much he wanted Renji, he was still unable to resist Rangiku. She was a real woman, with a capital w, and would get even an impotent to have an erection. Shuuhei buried his head on the pillow as Rangiku moved her hips slowly, up and down, from side to side. His hands grasped her thighs and a moan escaped from his lips.

“Now I remember why I don’t like real world,” Shuuhei breathed. “I hate these clothes.”

Rangiku laughed and helped Shuuhei out of his shirt, followed by his jeans.

“I totally agree with you,” Rangiku laughed. “Naked suits you much better.”

Shuuhei laughed too and turned them around. “I’m not sure but I have a feeling that it goes with you too.”