Disclaimer: I do not, have not, and will never own Bleach. These were written for good, clean, non-profit fun.

1. Urahara/Yoruichi; Romance/Humor


The day had been boring so far; nothing of any interest had happened. Urahara Kisuke sighed and with all the energy he could muster began lethargically fanning himself. There was really nothing else to do.

The only reason he hadn't gone completely crazy was the sweet anticipation of his plans for the evening. Yoruichi was coming to visit.

He grinned at the very thought.

And it seemed as though he wouldn't have to endure such wretched boredom any longer. A sleek black cat was walking through the yard - right towards him, it seemed.

"Oh hello," he said, his tone light andplayful. He held his fan up coyly. "Is there something I can do for you, little kitty?"

The cat didn't respond, instead walking up and rubbing against Urahara's leg.

He chuckled darkly. "Feeling particularly feline today, hmm?" He scratched down the cat's long, furry spine. "That's fine, Yoruichi. I don't mind at all." He picked the cat up and set it down in his lap. It started to purr. He scratched its ears, smirking as it started to flex its claws, getting more comfortable in his lap.

"You know, I think you'd be just as comfortable in your other form."

The cat ignored him, butting its head against his hand, asking to be scratched.

He laughed. "Tease. That long hair of yours is just as silky as your fur, though." He scratched the base of its tail, and the cat arched its back, purring even louder. "Though I have to admit that I prefer skin to fur. Mmm, soft skin the color of rich chocolate - you know what that does to me, Yoru."

He snaked an arm around the cat's middle. Sometimes, he could smell Yoruichi's actual scent underneath the fur and the smoky cat-smell. He nuzzled the soft fur on the cat's sleek back with his cheek. But he couldn't smell anything. He buried his nose further into the fur.

Then -

"Kisuke."

He froze. That voice...

He turned his head and saw Yoruichi standing there, her arms crossed over her chest, staring at him bemusedly. "Just what the hell are you doing to that cat?"


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