Conference
Ichigo gets called in for a parent teacher conference due to how bad his grades are doing, but is too embarrassed to bring his dad
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"Ichigo you look concerned about something," Urahara commented from behind his fan. "That's because am! What the hell is Yoruichi wearing?" Ichigo shouted furiously. "I thought you'd like it. It's the uniform from the place I used to work," Yoruichi answered. "I thought you worked here," Ichigo said. "I did," yoruichi responded brightly. "It was a real pleasure to have her working here," Urahara said somewhat suggestively. "Yoruichi, if you're going to come, you'll have to change into something more appropriate!" Ichigo yelled at her. "Fine, I won't wear my bunny costume to the conference."
"So, Ichigo, where is your school anyway? I'm eager to meet your teacher. From what I heard, she's a real honey. Is that true?" Urahara inquired. "Look, don't start hitting n my teacher." "Why not, you made it very clear that Yoruichi can't be my wife." "Still, it would just be too weird," Ichigo told him. "How about me? Can I hit on her?" Yoruichi asked politely. "What? Hell no!" Ichigo yelled while blushing. "Aw Ichigo, you should keep a more open mind," Yoruichi teased him. Interestingly enough, yoruichi is an anagram for ochi yuri. "Right, anyway the address is…" Ichigo thought for a moment, "635 Karakura street." "I've never heard of that street," Urahara told him. "Well, uh, it's about ten miles west of here," Ichigo said hurriedly. "Anyways, I gotta go now, so I'll meet you there at 4 o'clock. Kay, bye!" Ichigo shouted as he ran out the door.