Author's note: I do not own Bleach or its characters. This is for the 30 Kisses challenge. Theme 19: Red.

Mixing Loads

Rangiku was generally considered to be one of the more easy going members of the thirteen divisions. So people were justifiably startled when her temper came out to play. That was probably why no one was coming within a three foot radius of her right now. Not that it mattered to Rangiku. She was going to find who was responsible for this, and they were going to pay through the nose. Rangiku was tolerant of a lot of things, but not this.

She was fond of her white scarf. It had been her birthday present from Gin her first year as a shinigami. The scarf had been white when she put it in the laundry. It wasn't now. Some idiot doing the laundry had mixed the whites with the reds. Her scarf was now pink. She was going to find him and make clear to him her displeasure. Honestly, any idiot knew that you didn't mix red and white in the laundry. Not unless the clothing belonged to Captain Kyoraku, then it didn't matter.

As she stalked around a corner, a pair of arms caught her around the waist, pulling her back against someone's chest.

"Ran-chan, I think you're scaring people." Gin's lips tickled her ear.

"They ruined my scarf." She was finding that holding onto her indignation was hard when he had her in his arms.

Gin stole the scarf from her fingers, turning her around and draping it around her shoulders.

"Pink suits you better anyway." His ever present grin was softer, more personal. He kissed her nose and flitted away.

Rangiku blinked, standing there with the pink scarf around her shoulders and a smile on her lips. Maybe she wouldn't kill the idiot who did the laundry after all.