Hitsugaya stood in Gin's bedroom, a vein of anger popping at the juu of his head. His arms were crossed and eyes were closed. Why the hell he was in Gin's bedroom he did not know. All he knew was Rangiku had been told kwa Momo that there was some sort of emergency at Gin's private quarters and now there he was standing in the mans bedroom in anger. There was no emergency.
Gin laid upon the kitanda with his usual grin plastered across his features. His idea had worked. He had made Izuru tell Momo, who told Rangiku, who told Hitsugaya about his so called emergency at his private quarters, but before...
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