Like We Used To (Bazz B - Bleach Fanfiction)

Chapter 35 : Retribution

"We didn't find anything much but here" Bobby placed Rin's broken phone down on his desk, the screen was cracked into oblivion but Bobby was sure that it still works as he placed it down on his desk, "How is she?"

Rin had regained conscious two days after she was rushed into the hospital and even though he hadn't went to visit her, he had short phone calls together with her. She said that she was okay but she sounds not okay. Her voice breaks easily and she sounded weak, it added more to the pain that he was feeling inside of him but he reminded himself that it was at least she was okay and not in harm anymore.

"Have you found him yet?" He hadn't went home for the past two days, opting to tell Bobby and his other men to go over and search for anything useful that might be of use to him, he had also told them to search out James and he'll take care of the man himself. He wasn't going to just let this slide without taking charge of it.

Bobby shook his head "But we're still working on it" He took a step back "Are you sure you're okay, Bazz B? You don't look like you're okay"

He wasn't honestly. He wouldn't be okay now that he was guilty of putting the woman that he loves the most in pain. He wasn't happy about it but then he has to deal with it one way or another and that meant he has to take it out on the man who had hurt his woman. "I'm okay" He sat up from his chair "Just tell me if you found him, but then, Bob – " He stood up from the chair "Keep it low key. I don't need the cops on my tail right now"

Bobby nodded his head "Alright"

He took his packet of cigarettes and went outside of his office and into the hallways of the nightclub. He wasn't interested in any of the other women who loitered outside or inside of the nightclub. He only had his mind set on one woman and that was Rin, he would give anything for her and he wouldn't ever cheat on her or even just think of any other women when he was together with her.

He stopped at the outside of the hallway, standing by the the metal railings as he leaned against it, lighting up a cigarette as he placed it in between of his lips. He looked down at the nightclub, eyes trained on the men and women who were all over each other at the dance floor. He wasn't the least interested at all of this but then again, it was hard to not keep his eyes on the flirtatious women who seemed to be begging to be raped by the other men.

He scoffed at that thought. Why would they throw themselves at other men? Don't they know that it'll cause them pain? Don't they know that they should be – his phone rang inside of his jacket's pocket. He dug his hand into it, not looking at the caller ID as he answered it, placing it next to his ear "What?" He spoke, a little annoyed

"Bazz? Am I bothering you?" The soft voice instantly made him relax a little

He exhaled the smoke from his lungs "You're not, babe. I was just – I was a little distracted. What's wrong? Shouldn't you be sleeping right now?"

She giggled a little but she sounded weak "I miss you, Bazz. I thought I'll give you a call and talk a little together with you before going to bed"

"How are you feeling hmm?" He leaned his arms against of the railing, his eyes staring blankly at the wall in front of him

"I'm good, rooster. Will you be coming over? I miss you" He knew. Because he misses her just as much too. He didn't want to seem like he wasn't going to visit her after causing her pain. She probably thought that he was going to abandon her now that she was dying but he wasn't going to. He would never.

"I'll try making some time tomorrow" And he meant it. He would go visit her. He would hold her hand. He would be close together with her. Just like the time where she had gotten an allergic reaction to alcohol.