AN: I don't have much confidence in my writing lately, and it's been preventing me from posting up new chapters. Sorry if this upset any of you as I've really just been in a bit of a slump. I'm going to continue however because I know at least a few of you enjoy it and I don't like to let people down.

Disclaimer: Bleach isn't mine, neither are the characters, yadda, yadda, yadda.

Rating: T


Chapter 2, A Dance, Dance Revolution

An incessant rapture of knuckles on wood coaxed Soi's limp figure off her couch. The laptop previously on her legs was now shut and placed neatly upon the solitary table in the living room, and she headed to the door, an annoyed expression tugging at her face. She opened it slowly, making sure to scold the person outside.

"Look, if you don't stop-"

"I have never in my life met a more frustrating person." The woman outside sped past Soi, circling the room with wild gesticulations. "You have no idea the nerve of this girl! One second she's walking down the street, the next she takes off around a corner. And it's even harder to sneak up on her!"

"Nanao what happened to you?"

"And it's impossible to get one horrible shot; I mean she's absolutely perfect, I just don't understand how that could be. It's one thing to always have great hair, and great clothes, but I mean everything is perfect! Like some type of unflawed siren, I don't know what to do." At this point the shorter woman was a bit confused, her best friend, this ball of order and decorum was currently thrown into a chaotic mess. Her speech seemed to ramble on about nothing and Soi had the urge to do something about it, but maybe slapping your best friend goes against some unwritten law of humanity- laws which, Soi, being inhuman would know little about.

Nanao pulled her hands through her hair again, her already messy bun out of place and untidy, her clothes wrinkled, and dark circles had appeared under her eyes. As soon as she had gotten close enough to the couch, Soi pounced bringing the woman down underneath her and they lay, the shorter woman on top looking down at the distraught girl. Her hands had been pinned to her chest and Nanao stopped rambling and looked up into silver irises. "Soi please don't do this it makes me uncomfortable."

"I wouldn't have to if you would just calm down."

"I can't! She's got me in such a state of disarray, I can't focus."

"Who?"

"Yoruichi!" A hint of confusion showed on Soi's face, and then she suddenly remembered the dark skinned woman from a few days ago.

"The singer?" Soi questioned while gently getting up and reaching for her laptop, opening it and skimming through a word document. Over the past few days she had been researching the vocalist's manager which had turned up quite some interesting information about the girl- information which would prove to be very… helpful. Of course they were just rumors, but then again, that's what she did for a living- proved them true.

"Yes," Nanao sighed sitting up and fixing her bun and glasses.

"What do you mean?"

"I've been trying to study her ever since we were assigned our targets. I've managed to find her a few times, but as soon as I do she disappears completely. It's as if she were able to teleport. And if she does notice me heading towards her, she runs off down the street. I swear she must be a track star, I can't even catch her in a car."

"So you haven't once managed to take a photo?"

"I have, but every time I develop the pictures, she looks like a roman statue. Her body is perfect, her face, everything, she has no flaws whatsoever like a chiseled goddess."

"Impossible."

"That's what I said. And you can only imagine how this makes me feel." Soi decided to present her research later, right now was not the time. She shut the computer again and placed it back in its previous spot.

"Imagine? I can see how you feel. You'll get the shot, you always do, just relax."

"How can I relax, if I don't get the shot Aizen will fire me." Soi just closed her eyes for a minute, preparing herself for what she was about to suggest.

"Its still early, lets go out for a drink. There's this place I want to check out on Collins."

"Are you suggesting a bar?"

"Yes," even though she couldn't believe it herself.

"At this time of night?"

"Bars don't open any other time than at night. Come on Nanao, it will be good for you to get some alcohol in your system, you could do with a good lay anyway."

"Soi!"

"Are you coming or not?" Soi walked over to her closet and pulled out a slimming white jacket, throwing it over her shoulders. The taller woman just sat staring for a while, but finally got up and followed her out the door. She really could use a good lay.

At the bar, they took a booth near the back and Soi motioned to the bartender sticking two fingers in the air. He nodded and grabbed a few beers setting them on the counter for the waiter to bring over. The music pulsed off the walls, lights a dark blue mask complete with strobe lights, and neon signs disguised as artwork wrapped around the corners of the room, her chair vibrating to the bass. It was more of a fashionable club than a bar, but who cared. There were couples on the dance floor, some just traveling around grinding on whomever they saw, many were obviously quite intoxicated. "No talk of work, we're here to relax." But that didn't prevent her from doing a bit of research. Nanao just sighed grabbing the beer in front of her as Soi thanked the waiter.

Unfortunately the only thing Soi and Nanao had in common were their silent reserved attitudes and affinity for order and business. This made for a very dry conversation when they were together if any at all and the entire time Nanao just poured alcohol down her throat like water. Soi was going to have to carry her out later, but right now the girl seemed to be enjoying herself at least. Until then she just drowned her initial bottle and was working on her second while observing their surroundings. A few more beers into it Nanao excused herself from the table and headed to the restroom very wobbly and Soi sighed pulling out her phone to check the time. "So you've finally arrived. You're a very elusive person, Ms. Shihouin." When she flipped down the screen she made eye contact with the woman sitting across from her.

"Call me Yoruichi. And to what honor do I owe this waiting game?"

"I've done some searching in regards to your typical location spots, apparently this club seems to be a favorite of yours, I had a feeling you would show up tonight."

"Well aren't we sneaky."

"I hadn't planned on you actually coming over to chat."

"I couldn't help myself. After our encounter a few days ago, it made the walk over all the more tempting."

"A normal person would find my knowledge uncomforting."

"I'm in the business; you can't imagine how many people are here just for me, its not unsettling one bit."

"Of course not. How can I help you? You did of course, come to me."

"Dance with me." She offered in a stimulating tone of voice, the words carrying rhythm similar to those of which she sung.

"Sorry, I don't dance." Soi was not interested in public displays of sex with a random person, none the less the target of her friends assignment.

"Come on, I'm sure you're great, just one?"

"I'm a little curious as to your intentions."

"Your friend has told you everything about me by now, she's been tailing me all around town. Then again I suppose it's possible she doesn't know much, as you've mentioned, I'm a bit hard to track unless I want to be found."

"What is it I should know?" Yoruichi just smiled and provocatively licked her lips, Soi catching on immediately. "You make it too easy, Ms. Shihouin."

"Yoruichi."

"Yes. What I don't understand is why you would be interested in starting a conversation with me knowing my friend is one of those who are willing to ruin your reputation. What makes you so sure I'm not interested in the same thing?"

"You mistake me for a fool if you think I hadn't thought about it. So far I haven't seen you tailing me at all, besides tonight, and if you haven't noticed, this conversation has hardly been less than hostile. I would assume if you were interested in my reputation, you would be interested in also becoming a close acquaintance would you not? I only ask for a friendly dance. We do I'm sure, have common interests don't we?"

"And what makes you think our common interests are that of the same sex?"

"Intuition. Plus you have a bit of a wandering eye when women walk past your table."

"Perhaps it is I who should be more cautious to what you know. Then again, I must admit I wouldn't have suspected someone such as yourself of… swinging that way."

"And yet I was thinking the same thing."

"Do not take me lightly, Ms. Shihouin. My sexuality is not a free invitation into my pants, nor is it an easy one."

"Never once crossed my mind." Soi glanced over at the bathroom. Nanao had a low tolerance for alcohol, no doubt she would be in there a while emptying out her stomach. "Come on this is my new song." Yoruichi got up and pulled on Soi's wrist dragging her onto the dance floor. The shorter girl stood there watching Yoruichi dance around her and finally turned around to leave but the older woman pulled her back.

"I told you I'm not a dancer."

"It's not hard, here look." Yoruichi stood, her back to Soi, and she pushed into the shorter girl, her body moving to the beat, ass rubbing against the younger one's crotch and a burning friction built up between the two. When the lyrics started to echo Yoruichi belted out the correct pitches matching those of her songs, and adding to the sensuality of her dance. Soi was on the verge of breaking her self restraint, it had been a while since she'd gotten this close to someone and soon she too bounced to the music.

As the song progressed, they got wilder, the alcohol in Soi's system and the loud heart thumping beat was taking over making her a little tipsy and eager to try more complicated moves as Yoruichi who was now in a state of ecstasy coaxed the shorter girl into a new position. The taller woman shrunk down, placing her right leg in between Soi's thighs and her other leg around the outside. She pulled their bodies close, wrapping her arm around the girls back and looked down at their waists, moving left and right together, swaying back and fourth, their pelvis' grinding helplessly on one another. Just a friendly dance Soi kept reminding herself.

By now the other people around them had stopped dancing, but neither girl noticed until a few catcalls broke their trance. Soi blushed beat red and Yoruichi just blinked following her back to the booth as the song ended. "Thanks for the dance…"

"Soi."

"I'm sure I'll see you again, Soi." The singer waved as she turned around to leave the club, Soi watching her retreating figure, mesmerized by the rocking movement of her hips. Then a slight pang hit her chest as she realized her friend was still incapacitated.

"Damn." Soi stood up and reached into her back pocket before slapping down some cash on the table and heading off to the bathroom. "It appears as though Nanao was right; this is going to be a hard assignment."


Well… that was interesting.

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