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This was written for the "coming out" challenge for the YoruSoi FC on BleachAsylum.
This is going to be two, short, unconnected, one-shot about Yoruichi and Soifon coming out. This first one is about Soifon. Yoruichi's should be up sometime soon. Yoruichi's is also why this is rated M.
Yoruichi always loved that she had the ability to shape-shift. There were certain advantages in being able to have two distinct forms.
This was a perfect example. If Yoruichi was a woman, she would have to walk all the way around to the entrance of the Second Division Barracks, talk to the guards, then walk all the way to the back of the compound, then hope that Soifon was in her office so that the door would be unlocked.
However, the guards didn't care if a stray cat came or went. And the window behind Soifon's desk was always cracked slightly, for air flow, so she could just lip in that way, regardless of whether Soifon was in or not.
Yoruichi' spaded paws touched down softly on the polished wooden floor of Soifon's quarters. It had always depressed Yoruichi slightly that Soifon used her quarters as her office. You were supposed to retire to your room to relax, not work.
Yoruichi sniffed around the room for a moment. Just as she expected, Soifon was not in. But, it was getting close to evening, so she would probably be back soon.
There were disadvantages to being a cat, thought. The fact that it was evening also meant that it was dinner time, and Yoruichi's current stature and lack of thumbs made it impossible for her to accesses Soifon's food stores.
With a puff of smoke, Yoruichi assumed her original shape; that of a lithe, tawny woman.
Waving the smoke that always signaled her return to womanhood away from her face, Yoruichi listened to the slap of bare feet on wood as she walked to Soifon's kitchen. She was grateful that Soifon went through the trouble of have the floors heated.
Opening up the refrigerator, Yoruichi took out a bottle of mill and unscrewed the cap. She was sure Soifon wouldn't mind if she drank straight from the container. In fact, she may even enshrine the glass bottle.
Wiping away a stray droplet from the corner of her mouth, Yoruichi threw the bottle in the garbage and made her way back to Soifon's closet.
Though Yoruichi had no problem with being naked, and in fact preferred the natural state, Soifon had very prudent sensibilities. Ever since Yoruichi started to pay regular visits to her, Soifon started keeping a robe on hand for when Yoruichi decided to arrive in her feline form.
At first Yoruichi complained about having to cover herself, but she soon realized that wearing the robe afforded her even more opportunities to tease her former pupil. She could play with the sash idle and it could come undone, she could tie it so loose that it barely covered her, the possibilities were almost endless.
Yoruichi slid the shoji of Soifon's room open and stepped inside. Just as she expected, the room was completely neat and organized. Not a stray article of clothing on the floor.
Yoruichi was a firm believer that a clean house meant that you had nothing to better to do with your time, which is why the sight of Soifon's clean room always saddened her slightly. Was her personal life so dull that she had the time to make sure there wasn't a speck of dust about the place.
Well, that's why I'm here, Yoruichi though as she opened up the woman's closet, To bring some much needed color into Soi's life.
Yoruichi scanned the neatly hung haoris and uniforms in Soifon closet before she spotted the black cotton robe that Soifon had bought for her. Yoruichi would have preferred silk, but she didn't complain.
Yoruichi reached tugged on the sleeve of the garment. Usually, it slipped of the hanger easily, but it wasn't budging this time for some reason.
It must be caught on something, Yoruichi though as she continued to tug. Rather than do the logical thing and check for any snags, Yoruichi did the impatient thing and simply pulled harder. Yet the robe refused to come off the hanger. The bar that all the hangers hung on was even beginning to bow.
Scowling with determination, Yoruichi grabbed the sleeve of the robe with both hands and yanked on it with tremendous fore. To her surprise, the sleeve didn't tear off, like she had expected. Instead the bar snapped in half and the hanger flew at her and hit her in the face. Yoruichi watched in horror as all of Soifon's clothes slid of the now broken hanger bar.
Well, nothing I can do about that, Yoruichi shrugged as she removed the robe from the hanger. As she tied the sash around her waist, she began to hear a low creaking noise emanating form the closet.
Suddenly, the shelf about the hanger bar gave way and all of the items stored on it crashed onto the ground. The hanger bar was added support to the flimsy plank that made the shelf bottom, and the wood just gave way when that support was removed.
Opps, Yoruichi smile sheepishly to herself as she stared at the pile of broken wood and disorganized clothes that was now Soifon's closet.
Yoruichi turned from the wreckage and began to leave Soifon's room, imagining the woman's reaction to seeing her closet in ruins. She was a few feet from the door when something totally unexpected caut her eye.
Bending down, Yoruichi picked up a magazine. On the cover was a bright eyed anime girl in a cheetah print bikini. That was not her most distinguishing characteristic, however. Her hands and feet were oversized cat paws and her ears had the distinctive canonical shape of cat ears. Around her waist, her tail was wrapped.
Curiously, Yoruichi opened up the magazine. At first, her mouth went slack in surprise. Then, it curled up into a devilish smile.
No…Way, Yoruichi though as she closed the magazine. She looked down at the floor again and noticed that there was a trail of similar periodicals leading to a large box that was on its side on the floor. Yoruichi walked over to the box and, just as she expected, it too was full of the magazines.
Chuckling to herself, Yoruichi piled all the magazines into the box and carried it out to Soifon's desk. Taking a seat in the woman's office chair, Yoruichi picked a magazine at random and started to flip through it, laughing to herself as she did so.
The magazines were all similar in nature. They all contained catgirls in various erotic outfits striking various erotic feline poses. Some were liking themselves in a manner similar to the way a cat grooms themselves. Some were stretching. Some were drinking water from a dish while others were playing with balls of yarn. They all were in various states of undress.
Yoruichi pulled out another magazine. This one was much more pornographic in nature. The catgirls were no longer content to play with a toy mouse or the bell on their color. The catgirls in this magazine were engaging in various sexual acts with each other.
As Yoruichi flipped though he magazines, she couldn't contain the giggles that were welling up inside her.
I knew she wasn't the prude she lets on, Yoruichi though as she looked at a centerfold of a busty catgirl with a lapboard theme. Yoruichi looked up from the magazines at the sound of voiced.
"Continue the new recruits on the drills I started them until sundown." Yoruichi heard Soifon's muffled voice through the shoji. "That is all, you are dismissed."
"Yes, Taicho." Yoruichi heard Omeada's voice and his heavy foots steps, signaling him leaving. Smiling mischievously, Yoruichi anxiously awaited Soifon's entrance.
Soifon slide the shoji to her quarters open, a small smirk on her lips. She could sense Yoruichi's presence on the other side.
"Good evening, Yorui..CHI-SAMA!" Soifon nearly screamed as she spotted the dark-skinned woman behind her desk.
Just as Yoruichi had suspected, the look on Soifon's face was beyond priceless. Her eye's, which were normal so narrow from all her angry squinting, were wider than Yoruichi had ever seen them in her life. The normally pale, poecelain-like skin of her face was now a shade of red Yoruichi had never seen a human sport. Her usually grimacing mouth now hung is slack-jaw horror.
"Got a thing for cat-girls, Soi?" Yoruichi asked rhetorically as she grabbed another magazine and flipped through it.
Soifon tried to formulate a response, but her throat was too dry for words. After a few minutes of heaving air, Sofion finally spoke.
"T…those aren't mine!" Soifon said quickly, the words almost tumbling out of her mouth.
"I'm a thousand years too old to be fooled by that, Soifon." Yoruichi chided, grabbing another magazine.
"I…I only got them for the articles!" Soifon said between rapid breaths.
"Soi, there are no articles in theses." Yoruichi laughed, utterly amused.
"I…uhhh…it's not…" Soifon stammered.
"Relax, Soi." Yoruichi said soothingly. "It's nothing to be ashamed of." Soifon didn't seem to believe her. "So, you get bored and horny sometimes. So does everyone! I do!" Soifon's blush only deepened at that revelation. "Just because you thing is catgirls…hey, wait a second." Yoruichi began to flip through he magazines feverishly. "There aren't any catboys in any of these!" Yoruichi couldn't believe that she hadn't picked up on that sooner. "Soi, you're gay?"
"Yes, Yoruichi-sama." Soifon replied dejectedly.
"How long were you planning to wait before you told me?" Yoruichi asked, a little angry.
"I didn't ever plan to tell you." Soifon responded, her eyes on the ground.
"Don't tell me that your one of those closeted gays that's ashamed of who they are." Yoruichi said sadly. Soifon only nodded, a tear rolling down her check.
"Stop," Yoruichi got up from her chair and walked over to the now crying girl before her. "If living in Japan has taught me anything, it's that there are a lot weirder things than being gay." Soifon looked as if the words stung. "N..not that I'm saying that being gay is weird or anything! Look, let me put it this way. Kiuske is straight, but he's into tentacle rape. That makes him repulsive to me." Soifon didn't seem calmed.
"What you feel is perfectly natural. It's not wrong or immoral and I don't think any differently of you for it." Yoruichi placed a comforting hand on Soifon's shoulder.
"Really?" Soifon asked, full of hope. "You're not mad? Or disgusted?"
"Of course not. Now, come here." Yoruichi pulled Soifon in for a gentle hug. Soifon reveled the close contact with the woman. "Though, while were coming clean, you may not want to go into your room…"
A few weeks later, Yoruichi showed up at Soifon's quarters again. They had seen each other intermittently, and much to Soifon's delight, not much changed between hem since Yoruichi found out about Soifon sexuality. The only real change was that Yoruichi was even more of a tease than she usually was.
"Hey, Soi." Yoruichi said in the deep baritone that accompanied her feline form.
"Hello, Yoruichi-sama." Soifon greeted her cheerfully.
"Close your eyes for a second, I have a surprise for you." Yoruichi said.
"I don't like surprises, Yoruichi-sama." Soifon replied adamantly.
"Oh, I think you'll like this one." Yoruichi said as she sat down about three feet in front of Soifon's desk.
"Very well, if you insist." Soifon sighed in resignation and closed her eyes.
"I've been working on this for a while now and I think I've finally got it down." Yoruichi said before there was the signature puff that signaled her change in shape. "Okay, you can open them now." Yoruichi's voice was distinctly feminine. Against her better judgment, Soifon complied.
No amount of training could have prepared Soifon for the sight that stood before her. Just as Soifon suspected Yoruichi stood before her in all her nude glory, smiling triumphantly with her hands on her hips.
This time, however, it wasn't the woman's magnificent breast that had Soifon's eyes enthralled. Yoruichi's ears weren't that of humans, but that of a feline, in exact proportion to the rest of her body. Her usual toothy grin was augmented with two short fangs in the front. Behind her, a thin black tail waved idly.
"I couldn't get the paws, but I got the tail and the ears and the teeth." Yoruichi commented. "So, what do you think?" Soifon's response was only a blank stare, accompanied by a droplet of blood tricking out for her left nostril. Her eyes rolled back in her head and her head fell onto the table with a loud thud.
"I'll take that to mean you approve." Yoruichi said to a fainted Soifon.