Byakuya x Yoruichi Fan Fiction

Blind Date

Byakuya and Yoruichi both sign up for Rangiku's Matchmaking Service, not expecting to be set up together! Do they put they biases aside and find love or is Byakuya just not ready to get into a relationship again?

Notes: I am so sorry I have basically disappeared off the face of the earth. All this time I've been in school studying for my exams and all, but now I'm free and I have a long summer w00p! Looks like you guys will be seeing more Byakuya X Yoruichi from me! Maybe even some Yoruichi X Urahara…? Renji? Ichigo? Soi Fon? I love her so much I'll pair her with anyone :p Also, as always I don't own any of the Bleach franchises because if I did, these wouldn't just be stories. Thank you for your patience and support for Byakuya x Yoruichi! Also, if you are new to Bleach this may contain spoilers about Byakuya's past.

Chapter 1: Rangiku's Match Making Service

The sun rose early today. At 4:37AM warm fluorescence began to envelope the blanket of night sky and the stars and moon slowly faded into non-existence. Yoruichi lounged on the floor at the back of Urahara's Karakura Town shop. She and Kisuke were arguably drunk. They had been up all night laughing, drinking and watching the stars flicker and dance. Yoruichi rarely visited her best friend in the human world, but when she did, it was moments like this when they could just watch the sky and converse nonsense that always brought her back.

"And that's why I can't stand milk that's more than 3 days old," she uttered stretching out on her back, then running her hands through her purple tresses as she sat up. Urahara smiled under his hat, rubbing his rugged chin.

He laughed, "Yoruichi, if you keep this up you'll be alone in that mansion of yours for a long time."

"It's called good taste. Everyone should have them when it comes to milk," she looked up at the sky again, "And milk-preference shouldn't determine whether or not I find someone." She looked at him, "I'm surprised; you're not one to care about those things Kisuke."

"But you do," he said cooling himself with his white hand-fan that appeared out of nowhere. "How is your love life going anyway? Has someone stolen my little kitty away from me?" he cooed. She slapped his chest playfully.

"There hasn't really been anyone – I'm basically a virgin now." She lounged on the floor again, leaning on her side supporting her head.

"Hey, I can easily solve that problem!"

"Kisuke!" She grabbed his fan and began to playfully hit him again. The man and his cat fought just like they used to as they erupted in a chorus of laughter. She climbed off of him and tossed him is fan back (which he failed to catch).

"Don't worry, someone will come along. You're an independent kitty, so not just any guy can pick you up," he said taking hold of his fan and cooling himself again.

"You're right I guess, but I thought I'd take initiative instead of just waiting for 'Mr Right' to come along." Yoruichi stood and faced him in her loose orange and black attire, "Can you keep a secret Kisuke?"

"I can try," he smiled.

"Good enough. You see the Shingami Women's Association? Rangiku set up a 'Matchmaking Service'…and I signed up." Kisuke's lips trembled as he tried to retain his laughter. He covered his mouth with his fan mumbling, "Go on." Yoruichi grinned nervously.

"Well, when you sign up you have to fill out this questionnaire about you as a person. They then try and match you up with others with similar traits and set you up on a sort of blind date. The reason why we don't know the identity of the bachelor is so we don't discriminate and give them a chance."

"I'm sorry!" Urahara fell into hysterics. He rolled around, clutching the painful yet blissful spasms of his abdomen; he even expelled tears of joy. The Shihouin Princess smirked at first, but this diminished into a frown.

"Kisuke, knock it off. It's not that funny, I'm serious," she grumbled folding her arms. A kick to his chest halted the hysterics.

"I'm sorry…" he rubbed his chest as he stood up to face her, murmuring "I just couldn't imagine you'd say that." Yoruichi walked towards a window, again looking up to the sky. The sun was up, but plastered by a set of grey whistling clouds.

"This may be silly to you, but I think I need this. I've reached that point in my life where I want to settle a little. After this conflict with the Arrancar and everything…it just made me think how vulnerable we all are. If anything was to happen to me I'd want to know I had something...you know?" she sighed. She could only tell Kisuke about these things – Yoruichi did not like to get emotional at all.

Urahara walked over to her and placed his hands on her shoulders.

"Hey, don't get like that. You know I support whatever decisions you make. Just make sure you clear him with me first!" They both grinned. "The weather isn't that great either so you'd better get going if you don't want to get wet. I know you cats hate that…"

"You're right. You need to sober up and set up the shop anyway. I'll come and visit again and tell you how it went." She removed her clothes, folding and placing them in the usual spot. Urahara smiled at how comfortable she was around him. "Thanks for the food and drink," she said sauntering towards the exit door. She suddenly converted into her black cat form and dashed away.

"Anytime."

Byakuya sat amongst the chattering women contemplating. He could not comprehend what had overcome him to be at the Shinigami Women's Association head office. The women didn't pay too much attention to him, assuming he was here on business. That is what he would pretend as he sat waiting for Rukia to bring him some 'important documents'.

"Did you hear who else signed up? Renji Abarai!"

"No, you're kidding? Sign me up too then!" Byakuya narrowed his eyes at the passer-bys' gossiping, hoping they were not talking about what he thought they were. He started to have second thoughts as Rukia approached him.

"Hello, brother," said Rukia, smiling sweetly, "I got you the 'report' you asked for." He had seen through her smile. She was giving her all not to tell the others about this. Byakuya nodded, stood and exited the building. They had agreed that he would examine 'Rangiku's Matchmaking Service' questionnaire and if he wanted to find love, it would be kept secret. It was almost unacceptable to Rangiku that she could not tell the others about his application, but after some bribery from Rukia she agreed to keep quiet for now, too.

When Byakuya had made it to his estate, he advanced towards his office. On his way there he thought of every possible excuse to destroy this paper that rested by his breast and never think of it again. But his feet kept going. He got to his office, silently closed the door behind him and sat at his desk. As he prepared his brush and ink he thought of Hisana.

"Do you want this?" he whispered to himself through cold lips. He thought of Rukia's smile. She was like her sister. If she had encouraged this, maybe it was time for him to move on and find happiness once again. He mused over his past relationship with Hisana, his angel. He had taken a risk when he fell in love and so he would do it again. In truth, he was still wounded by her untimely death, but as he thought to himself, he could always change his mind about this later. Byakuya gently reached for the warm paper by his breast. He slowly unfolded it and placed it in front of him. He skipped the long introductory paragraphs and jumped right to the questionnaire.

'Name:' He erected his brush and steadily wrote down his name.

'Gender:' he ignored this. They knew who he was.

'Sexuality:' Byakuya's eyes widened as his face warmed red. He circled 'Heterosexual'. For a split second he questioned himself, but of course he was to bring home a wife to his elders. He wondered what Renji might have circled, but moved on.

'How big is your sex drive on a scale of 1 to 10?' His face was now burning, partly with anger. He was not surprised that Rangiku had concocted this. He put down his brush and closed his eyes, holding his head. 'How am I supposed to answer this?' He and Hisana were quite…active. Was this important? Byakuya sat up; it was important. He did not want to be matched with a woman who did not meet his needs. He took a deep breath, raised his brush and circled '8'. He knew Rangiku would be pushed to her limits to keep this a secret once she read this. He knew Rukia would be embarrassed, but he moved on.

'Do you want a family?' A smiled twitched on his lips at the idea of having his own sons and daughters…strong, disciplined, law abiding. He circled yes – twice.

'What is more significant to you: Business or Pleasure?' He didn't have to think; "Business." He was a captain and his ideal woman would have to understand his work was very important to him.

'How social are you?' He circled 'Introvert'.

'How spiritual are you on a scale of 1 to 10?' Byakuya circled 9.

'Describe yourself in 3 words.' 'Noble. Disciplined. Strong.'

'Describe your ideal partner in 3 words.' 'Quiet. Caring. Strong.' Almost like Hisana.

The questionnaire was quick. He doubled checked his answers and read the fine print. 'We are not responsible for any leakage of information to other parties.' He shook his head and folded the paper up again. He would call Rukia to take it back to the Shingami Women's Association later. For now, he had to get this off of his mind. He went back to work.

Once Yoruichi returned to the Soul Society, she decided to pay a visit to the Shinigami Women's Association head office and speak to Rangiku about any progress in her application. On her way back, all that was on her mind was the image of a strong man who would come into her life, love her…and make love to her. She was so exhilarated at the thought she decided not to stop by at her quarters and change – she'd go in cat form. She knew the ladies in the Association liked to talk so it might come in handy as a disguise. Yoruichi skipped the front entrance and sprung onto the roof. She then slid down into an open window she suspected lead to Rangiku's new 'Matchmaker' office. Slithering into the window, she was met by Rukia stacking some files.

"Yoruichi-sama, welcome back," Rukia beamed. She was unusually happy. Yoruichi hated being called that. She noticed the poorly-drawn sketches dotted around on Rukia's hands. She was in a good mood so Yoruichi decided not to complain.

"Hello, Rukia. I thought I'd drop by and ask if I got lucky with any matches," Yoruichi said in her deep voice. She leapt onto the files Rukia just placed on a wooden desk.

"Well Yoruichi you did get lucky, quite recently actually," Rukia said smiling confidently. She had been doing the matchmaking while Rangiku was out drinking. Yoruichi's eyes couldn't get any wider. She felt as if her little cat heart was palpitating from the excitement.

"And? Have we got a time and a place? What's he like?" Yoruichi almost pounced onto Rukia's chest. She couldn't help but let out a 'meow'. Rukia's smile only widened.

"I was just about to finish organising these files and send you a message! A date has been arranged for you at 'Bar Mado'. It's quiet and romantic so you can get to know each other. You'll meet there at sundown in 3 days. I've contacted your match and he said he can make it." Yoruichi was elated.

"And what's he like?" Yoruichi exclaimed. Rukia clapped her hands together.

"All I can say is he is a strong, law-abiding man. You matched just under 70%, but we think that the differences in you will bring out the best in each other. Opposites attract."

"Handsome?"

"Yes. He is well-known." Yoruichi rolled onto her back romantically sighing.

"Between me and you, Rukia…do you think he's good at handling the ladies?" she purred. Rukia blushed.

"Erm…you both have high sex drives so I think so…? I couldn't say." Yoruichi burst out laughing seeing how embarrassed Rukia was.

"Well if we don't match on anything else, that's important to me. Thank you for you help, I appreciate it. I'm so excited now I'd better start thinking about what to wear. By the way Rukia, how will I know it's him?" Yoruichi had ran up towards the window and turned back towards Rukia. She didn't notice she'd disorganised the pile of files Rukia had worked so hard on.

"Like I said, it's a quiet bar," Rukia bent down to pick up the files again, "And we instructed him to bring you a gift so look out for flowers or chocolates. I hope you really like him. He might seem distant at first but only because he'll be nervous."

"As will I. I'll come and visit again soon."

"Goodbye Shihouin-sama." Rukia finished collecting the files again. Her cheeks were burning from smiling too much but she couldn't help it. She had a good feeling Yoruichi would put a smile back on Byakuya's face.

She wanted him to be happy.

Notes: I hope you enjoyed it! In the next chapter they go on a date. How will it turn out…? Keep reading to find out! The next chapter will be out within a week :).