This is a oneshot that takes place about ten years before my other fanfiction, 'The Game.' If you're in the mood for some killing of amazing characters, head on over! :D
Anyway, yeah. Enough helping myself get more readers. Enjoy~
Every ten years, a game is played. It's not just any game, however. This game requires skill, survival, and sometimes simply pure luck to win. It is the fifteenth game.
In this game, there are four teams, each with six tributes. The last remaining four tributes of one team become the next 'mentors', meaning they pick twenty-four more children to participate.
We are only concerned with one team. This team was chosen by Shunsui Kyoraku.
Two of these team members are Kisuke Urahara and Yoruichi Shihoin.
They are who we are concerned about.
Our story starts on July 16, 2001. Both Kisuke and Yoruichi are a part of the Seireitei Group. By eight o'clock, everyone is awake.
Yoruichi is the first to speak. "Where are we?" she asks. Kisuke shrugs, glancing around at their teammates. Sosuke Aizen... Shaolin Fon... Mayuri Kurotsuchi... hey, Shinji!
Something crackles. They all jump, save for Sosuke, who is inspecting his nails casually. "Welcome to the Fifteenth Game," someone says. Kisuke doesn't know where this noise is coming from, but he figures it's some sort of loudspeaker type thing. "I am your sponsor, Shunsui Kyoraku."
There's a big long introduction that Kisuke only half pays attention to. He gets that to get out of there, they have to kill the other team, and two of them have to die.
He just doesn't want himself - or Yoruichi - to die. He couldn't care less if Sosuke or Shaolin or Mayuri or Shinji dies. Well, he might care a little about Shinji. But other than that? He'd be fine if it was just him and Yoruichi.
After a few days of them all surviving - staying one place works wonders - it's apparent that Shaolin is obsessed with Yoruichi. She's the annoying freshman that kept sending Yoruichi love letters. Funny, Kisuke had always thought that Yoruichi's admirer was a boy.
Sosuke often disappears for sometimes hours at a time, but always comes back. While he's gone, many deaths are reported. Kisuke figures that this should worry him, but it gets them closer to winning, and that's all he really cares about.
Kisuke's happy that Hiyori isn't here, or there would be arguments all over the place. But when it's been announced that she's been killed, Kisuke feels a bit of sadness. Sosuke strikes again.
Soon, it's just down to their team. Sosuke's gone again, and nobody knows where he is this time. Everyone's figured out that he's the killer, but now that everyone's dead, there's really nowhere else he could be.
The crackle is heard again. Shunsui Kyoraku's voice is heard once more. "Well, this is awkward!" he says, laughing a bit. Kisuke doesn't know what he means, and why they haven't gotten out of here yet. Yoruichi seems to feel the same way.
"Hey, why aren't we out of here yet?" she shouts, hands on her hips. She's adorable, especially when a completely random and unexpected wind blows through, messing up her short, purple hair. She brushes it away, annoyed.
"Well, you see... only four people can come out of The Game alive," Shunsui Kyoraku says, and Kisuke sighs. Even though he's known this all along, he's not very happy about it. It will be all right, though, as long as it's not him or Yoruichi.
"Okay then," Yoruichi says, and Kisuke sees a gleam in her eye that he's never seen before but has probably always been there, at least for the past few days. Before anyone can react, Shinji's neck has been snapped.
Everyone is shocked but her. He grabs her arm and begins to say her name. "Yorui-"
"Do you want to get out of here or not?" she asks, and then she's mad. She's angry, and Yoruichi is terrifying when she's angry. He lets go and she kills Mayuri. He doesn't watch, just stands back with Shaolin and averts his eyes.
Because he thought it would be okay if everyone but him and Yoruichi died, but it's not. He doesn't want to look at the dead bodies that Shaolin has begun to drag away silently. He doesn't even want to look at Yoruichi, and this is a first, because he's always loved looking at her because she's so damn beautiful.
But she doesn't know that, she doesn't know that he loves and that he's been in love with her forever. He's jokingly called her his love many times, and they've laughed and laughed, but he meant it every time he said it.
And now she's classified as a murderer and he doesn't know if he can ever look at her again. But he knows he will, he knows that he'll stare longingly at her in Math class, because this coming year they'll be seniors and finishing up high school because they didn't die, and they'll be able to have a normal life.
Except whenever he looks at her he'll see her snapping Shinji's neck, moving toward Mayuri with that catlike grace that she's always had. But what scares him the most is that he'll love her anyway.
When they're brought out of the arena and the sponsors tell them what they have to do in ten years when they're the sponsors, all Kisuke can think is that he's going to be a murderer like Yoruichi, and that they'll be in this together.
And five years later he proposes, and she turns him down. This happens until, the night after they pick their tributes, they have sex - no, with them it's making love - and she finally says yes. He plans to hold her to her word.
Because they're a pair of murderers, and they deserve each other. They deserve to be together, no matter what anybody else says.
He hears Mexico is nice this time of year.
This is... a different writing style than I'm used to, but I enjoyed writing it, and I hope you enjoyed reading it. :)
