Title: Mall rats
Dedication: Sky
Characters: Rangiku, Kensei
Prompt: Lotion
It reeked of flowers, fruit, and girls, but nonetheless Kensei found himself lurking, well admittedly stalking, the shop. If anyone knew he was in a shop like this he would never hear the end of it. A shop for bath salts, and body lotions and all things smelly feminine. It was making him dizzy.
Or perhaps it was the blood loss as it traveled south.
Shinigami were not supposed to be this gorgeous. Women in general weren't supposed to be that attractive. It was hard to believe this blonde was real and standing near him.
Where the hell had he been that he never noticed her?
She was obviously of considerable rank within the shinigami. He should have heard of her, yet he would have remembered someone so lovely and strong.
Ack. She was leaving. Kensei wouldn't allow that to happen, not until he at least had a name!
She was easy to follow. The people in the mall seemed to part as she approached, not to mention gawk openly. This dame really attracted attention, but who could blame them for staring. Long blonde hair, stunningly pale blue eyes. The most amazing rack he'd ever had the pleasure to rest his eyes upon and legs. Legs so long and shapely he itched to trace his fingers up until he reached that gloriously rounded ass.
Kensei groaned and collided with a fellow gawker. Apologizing softly, he resumed his stalking. He paused when she disappeared into a service corridor. She must have caught onto him. Damnit. He must have accidentally let himself be noticed. He swore and shrugged. Ah well.
Following the blonde into the corridor, he found himself suddenly grabbed by the collar and slammed up against the wall. All thoughts were driven from his head as he came face to face with his fantasy girl.
"What do you want, Vaizored?"
Oh so she knew what he was, and more importantly her voice sounded like an orgasm. He smirked and crossed his arms in front of his chest, flexing them in the process. The motion made her smirk which made him hard. Shit. Damn libido!
Rangiku's eyes glanced down at the erection she felt. She laughed softly and pressed herself closer to him until her breast fell upon Kensei's crossed arms. "Never mind, I think I know what you want. Matsumoto Rangiku, and you are?"
"Muguruma Kensei," replied the man as a chorus of halleluiahs echoed in his head.
Whipping out a receipt and a pen she scribbled something on it and handed it to him. "Meet me here at eight. You've got yourself a date, handsome, and maybe more if you play your cards right." Without another word, she winked and exited the corridor leaving the Vaizored staring after her swaying backside.
Kensei eyed the paper as Rangiku reentered the crowded mall. This paper was gold to him. A date with the goddess. Looking into his bag of purchases, he decided immediately that none of this was going to do. He needed an entirely new outfit. If he was going to impress her, he definitely needed something spectacular.