Just a short little drabble that I thought up for my favourite Bleach pairing.

Kubo-sensei has the distinct pleasure of owning Bleach and all his wonderful ladies. Ladies like Rangiku, Harribel, Tatsuki, and Orihime. Kubo-sensei, you lucky, lucky man, you.

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"Hey, Gin, I've been meaning to ask you…" slurred a somewhat-drunk Rangiku to her best friend.

"Ne, Ran-chan?" he answered, smiling like he always was. Normally Rangiku would pull his cheek for calling her that but she was too inebriated to notice.

Rangiku took another shot of sake. "I've always wondered… Is Shinsou compensating for something?"

"W-what?"

The red-head draped herself around Gin's shoulders. The man's smile had disappeared somewhere and he was looking worried. Rangiku rubbed her flushed cheek up against Gin's pale one.

"Well, you know how Shinsou gets longer… And they do say that the bigger the sword, the smaller the—well, you know."

Gin got a chill down his spine. "Ran-chan, y-you're not really drunk are you?"

She ignored him as her hand wandered down from his chest to…lower down. "I guess if you're not going to tell me, Gin, I'll just have to check for myself," her grin was wicked and not at all drunk.

One minute, Gin was getting groped, the next he was halfway down the street. Back at the bar, Rangiku drank another cup with a smile on her face.

When Aizen asked Gin how his outing had been, the man just flushed and muttered, "Shinsou is not compensation…"

When Rangiku's roommate asked how her date had gone, the woman laughed and said, "We got to third base."

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This is just courtesy of my sick and twisted mind. I don't even remember how I thought up the question, I just did.

Oh, and I know that Gin is kind of OOC, but let's just pretend that him and Rangiku are still relatively young—for shinigami. Like they're maybe on the young side of teenagers.