Don't You Trust Me?

Bleach and its characters do not belong to me.

"Where have you been Rangiku?"

His words were slurred and laced with venom and anger.

I looked at my father in fear. I was only 10 but I had long learned to recognize the smell of alcohol on his breath.

This was one of his bad days. Yesterday he had wrapped me in his arms when I came home and called me his little angel.

"I was at the park playing with my friends…"

I knew that wouldn't placate him.

He downed the last drops of his beer and threw the bottle across the room.

The shattering glass made me jump and start to shake in fear.

"Its 5:15. You were supposed to be home at 5!"

I tried not to cop an attitude.

"The bus was late. I got home as fast as I could."

My answer wasn't good enough. He snapped his arm back and slapped my face.

I fell to the ground. I failed at holding back my tears.

"Daddy…"

I sneered down at me in disgust.

"I can't stand looking at you! You look too much like you're whore of a mother!"

Mom had left us years ago. I barely remembered her.

Dad always took his anger towards her out on me.

My first beating of the week ensued.

Fifteen years have passed since then.

My father drank away his sorrows and beat me until he died when I was 15.

He died of alcohol poisoning. The bastard got what he deserved.

I didn't cry at the funeral. I wasn't sad to see him go.

Every night that I had cried myself to sleep I had wished him dead.

I had stay at an orphanage for a few days before my aunt on my mom's side took me in.

I wasn't close to her. I wasn't close to anyone on my mom's side.

If it weren't for my dad dying I doubt I ever would've seen her again.

She was nice enough. I was just happy I didn't have to be scared of being beaten every night.

I poured myself into my schoolwork, graduated high school, and as soon as I was able, I left that god forsaken town far behind me and never looked back.

I found myself a little apartment and worked at a karaoke joint till I was able to find a real job.

The apple hadn't fallen too far from the tree.

I was sitting at a bar drinking away my current sorrow with my friend Momo.

"Rangiku, that's your fifth shot. You've had enough."

I giggled.

"No more shots? Okay, I'll have a beer please."

The bartender nodded and popped on open for me.

Momo gave me a disapproving look as I took a big swig of it.

"Are you really going to let him get to you like this? He's an ass. That's all there is to it."

I had caught my boyfriend of 5 months cheating on me.

The guy that had pursued me told me he loved me, was useless without me, would never hurt me and would never leave me.

The guy that I had caught in my apartment, in my bed with a tramp off the street.

Bullshit. That's all love was. Complete and utter bullshit.

My speech was slurred.

"I know… this 'll be my las one…"

She rolled her eyes at me and got up from her stool.

"I want to make sure you get home okay, but I really need get going."

I nodded and told her to go ahead.

I finished my beer, paid my tab and made my way out of the bar.

"Wake up!"

A light blinded me and a pillow landed on my head.

I couldn't remember what happened after I left the bar last night.

I opened my bleary eyes and saw poofy white hair.

"Morning Boss. Why are you in my apartment?"

I was Toushiro Hitsugaya's personal assistant.

Though he was my boss, he was also a really good friend. Also the only man I truly trusted.

Yes, I have trust issues. Have for a while.

He glared at me.

"You're in my house Matsumoto."

I looked around and realized he was right.

I sat up and stretched.

"Well you did give me a key."

He rolled his eyes and handed me a mug of coffee.

"That was for emergencies only."

I took a sip and cringed at the foul taste. I hated my coffee black.

"It was an emergency."

He scoffed.

"You getting drunk and passing out here isn't an emergency. I'm tired of waking up in the morning and finding you on my couch."

It had become a common occurrence.

"Your house is closer to the bar I go to. It's dangerous for a beautiful girl like myself to walk home in the dark."

He threw my shoes and purse at me.

"Don't stay out so late then. Get going. I need to get to work. You better not be late."

I smiled at him as I walked out the door.

"Yes Sir!"

I caught him rolling his eyes at me and laughed to myself as I walked out into street.

I went home, showered and got dressed for work.

My answering machine was beeping red so I listened to my messages.

Rangiku, you can't avoid me forever. I know I messed up, and that you probably don't want to see me, but can we please talk? I love you. Call me back. Please.

I rolled my eyes and erased my message.

He was wrong. I could avoid him forever. I was good at avoiding people.

I listened to my next message. It was from my aunt.

I just wanted to check up on you Rangiku. We miss you around here. I know it's painful, but a call or a visit every once in a while wouldn't hurt. 4th of July is in a few weeks. You should come home.

I deleted this message as well. I was already home.

I slipped into my shoes and headed out of my apartment.

I knew I should probably grab a jacket but I didn't have time.

If I didn't hurry I would miss the bus. It sucked not having a car but I just couldn't afford one.

Sure enough, half way to the bus stop it started raining, and my bus stop didn't have any kind of shelter.

I was going to show up to work soaking wet, Boss would probably yell at me for it.

Suddenly, something landed over my head and shoulders.

"You'll catch cold in this weather if you don't cover up."

The voice surprised me. I turned to thank the person, but the only thing I saw was a retreating figure with silver hair.

I wanted to run after him, but my bus pulled up and Boss would kill me if I was late to work.

I pulled the strange man's jacket on and boarded the bus.

I had every right to be curious about the guy.

I mean, who gives a random stranger his jacket and just walks off like that?

I was still in a confused daze as I ambled into Boss' office.

He didn't greet me. He shoved work onto me instead.

"Take this files and sort them. After that, finish the paperwork for the business party that's coming up."

He knew I detested paper work. It was his sick enjoyment to make me do things I hated.

Finally he looked up at me and a grimace filled his face.

"What?"

I already knew what but I played innocent.

"How many times do I have to tell you to cover yourself up! Work isn't the place to flaunt yourself!"

I rolled my eyes and sat down at my desk.

"If you got it why not show it?"

He grumbled under his breath and I got to work.

"Yes, can I get a venti dark, black and grande mild with room please? Oh and two blueberry muffins."

The cashier added my order up.

"That'll be $15.75."

I still wasn't used to the inflated prices of this city.

I dug out my wallet… I only had $11. I blanked unsure of what to do.

"Miss?"

I looked at the cashier and smiled.

Just as I was about to tell her to forget about the muffins, a 5 dollar bill slid across the counter at me.

I looked over in the direction it had come from and my eyes widened in surprise.

It was the same man from this morning.

I quickly paid for the coffee and muffins and ran outside in hopes of speaking to him.

I caught sight of his silver hair, but I lost him in the crowd.

Who are you?

This is the start of my GinRan story. They are my all time favorite couple.

I hope you guys enjoy it.

Reviews please. :O)