Like old times (Rangiku/Momo)

“Just a second.” A familiar voice uttered from the other side of the door, its owner moving quickly towards it.

The door would soon open to reveal the petite Shinigami, looking rather cheerful and alert. It’d been another busy morning for the dark haired woman and it seemed that she was constantly having guests at the moment, whether it be someone who needed healing or a former Gotei member who wanted to learn some Kido. The last few days had been quite the culture shock for Momo but she’d handled herself well or at least she thought so.

“I’m so glad to see you, Rangiku, I was worried that you might’ve got hurt during the attack.” She’d add, wrapping her arms around her friend and giving her a hug.

“It got a little hairy out here and I ended up using the house as a refuge for those in need. It’s been a long time since I slayed any hollows but I admit that Tobiume and I did get involved a bit. We couldn’t let them run rampant after all, even if it proved that I’m more rusty in some areas than I thought.” The dark haired woman, chuckling a little to try and put a positive spin on the situation. She was determined to remain positive despite the situation and refused to fall back into old habits.

Pausing for a second, she’d then add after a moment or two. “Toki is alright. He handled himself well and I’m proud that he did so well for himself. As far as I know, everyone in our little group is alright thankfully.”

Beckoning Rangiku in, she’d finally say. “Come on in. Don’t worry, I made sure to get some liquor since the last time you popped in.”

“Indeed I did and I admit that I’m not sure how to feel about it.” Momo replied honestly, her prior experiences clearly having an effect on her views. “It’s horrible to hear that so many Shinigami are out of work and no longer have a purpose but at the same time, maybe it’s time for a bit of a change, huh? No doubt someone out there already has an idea and is planning a new organisation to handle things now that they’re gone.” It made sense to the dark haired woman and she doubted things would remain quite so messy for long.

As she waited for Rangiku to answer, she’d add a question. “Want a drink? Tea or something a little stronger?”

“It wasn’t just the nobles who made things so painful back then, Rangiku.” The dark haired woman answered honestly with a sigh, having come to terms with the fact that she couldn’t hide that part of her life anymore. “It was the Gotei as a whole and I’m unsure how I honestly feel about any of these new groups at the moment. What’s to stop them just becoming as cruel and unpleasant as the old one?”

Proceeding to fetch Rangiku a drink, Momo would stand at that point and walk into the next room, where she could soon be heard rustling around. Her voice would soon be heard again though as she curiously asked. “What about you? Where next for you after its disbandment?”

Listening to Rangiku speak about her intentions, Momo would briefly ponder over her decision. She could see why her friend would wish to join the former of Squad 7 in his mission. Between him and the Ex Squad 6 Captain, Momo had found the former much easier to be around. He’d always been a kind hearted man and while she didn’t think much of some of the old Captains, the dark haired woman had liked him. He treated everyone fairly.

She’d appear again in the living room soon enough, walking over with a tray and placing it between the two women. Sake for Rangiku and tea for herself, with more than enough for seconds or thirds if needed. Momo was nothing if not prepared these days and knowing Rangiku, it might be wise.

“Does he truly intend to remake the Gotei though or is it something new that he’s creating?” She’d ask, polite enough to ask while they were on the topic. It was hard to get a true answer from anyone these days.