Chapter Six
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He put his hands up defensively, his left eye already swollen. He was finding it hard to breathe but he wasn't going to stop until he was dead or she felt better. He might be dead first.
Yoruichi landed a kick to his midsection, tossing Kisuke 50ft across the huge dojo bamboo floor.
"Just stay down." She panted, bent over in exhaustion. She was dripping with sweat. They had been sparring for over and hour, since Kisuke had challenged her in class. Yoruichi didn't need to be asked twice and her fury was uncontrollable.
The rest of the students were sitting on their knees on the edge of the training floor watching the fight, frightened and worried looks on each of their faces. What had started as an exciting sparring match was turning into Kisuke's execution.
"Just stay down." She said again standing up straight. Please.
Much to the dismay of all watching, Kisuke stirred. Bright crimson colored the front of his hair. His left eye was completely swollen and closed while his right remained open but only half way. His white teeth shown through the blood in his mouth as he smiled.
"Urahara-san, stay down!" The students shouted at him.
"Why?" he coughed pushing himself up. He had seen Yoruichi angry before but not like this. But he wouldn't stop. "I got her... right... where I want her." He stood on wobbling legs, moving towards her.
"I'm gonna finish this once and for all." Yoruichi shouted, running full steam at the staggering Kisuke. She landing two straight kicks to his head before grabbing him by the collar and holding him up before he hit the ground; her fist raised high in the air.
"AAAAGGGHHHH!" she growled ready to rain a powerful blow to her opponent.
"Forgive me, Shihouin-sama." Kisuke choked, his gray eyes sincere and pleading. Yoruichi froze, her heart seeming to stop as she stared at him. His words hit her like a slap to the face, making her actions up to this point seem disgraceful.
"I won't.. stop... I'll keep fighting you for however long you want, until... you forgive me."
Yoruichi clenched her teeth, raising her fist to strike a blow. Kisuke didn't flinch. Staring at her with his one open eye. She knew he was telling her the truth...this time.
"I'm sorry."
How dare he? Yoruichi was ready to explode, still so hurt by what he'd done, last night and every other time.
"I'm sorry, Yoruichi-san. Please forgive me...Please."
She stared in his eyes, her feelings taking a sudden turn.
"I hate you." she whispered, tears welling in her eyes.
His heart ached hearing her say that, because he knew she meant it, and that hurt so much more than any of the blows she had landed up to that point.
"But do you forgive me?"
"...Yes." She let his collar go as he slumped to the ground with a thud. "I still hate you." she said turning and running from the dojo, not wanting any one to see the tears falling from her eyes.
But someone did see.
Shaolin Fon, who had been on her tiny feet since the fight started saw the sparkle of tears flowing from Yoruichi as she ran from the room.
He made Yoruichi-sama cry. She said to herself as she looked back at the smiling, bloody face of Kisuke. And he's laughing about it. I'll never forgive you Urahara. NEVER!
"Go get Urahara some help...That's it for today class." Kouhei-sensei said clapping his hands. The students not helping Kisuke, hurriedly lined up facing their teacher. "Bow." He bowed to his class and they bowed in return. "Dismissed."
The students dispersed slowly, talking about the fight they had just seen.
"That's some beating you took, Urahara-san." Kouhei-sensei said checking the vitals of the young man. "Was it worth it?"
"Yes."
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"Kaibutsu-san, Yoruichi-sama is still at school and when she comes home she has her calligraphy lesson and dinner."
Nomozu Kaibutsu had burst into Shihouin manor some twenty minutes prior, as if he owned it, his eyes greedily taking in the surroundings. Sizing it up.
"Hideaki, are you trying to keep me from seeing my niece." The raven haired man said turning with narrowed eyes, his black mustache and pointed goatee making him look like some demon that had visited the Shihouin manor. And in some ways he was.
"Ahh, no sir. Of course not." Hideaki said quivering and bowing quickly. "It's just that if you could let us know when you're going to visit I can tell Yoruichi-sama and free up time for her to see you."
"Is that so?... Hmm." He was still surveying the lavish mansion.
The attendants besides Miyuki and Hideaki had all run and hid, they were now peaking around the corner lamenting the fact that he may be back.
The man turned facing the still kneeling Hideaki. Miyuki avoided his gaze but stood still and straight. He loved having people cowering at his feet, and Hideaki was so very good at it. Miyuki on the other hand. If things went as he planned, he'd have her for himself and then have her on the streets of Rukongai looking for another job.
"I have business tomorrow so let her know I'll be back in two days and she will see me, even if I have to stay here all night."
"Y-yes sir." Hideaki said meekly peeking up from his bow to see that the unwelcome guest was heading towards the door. Hideaki jumped to his feet beating him to the door and pulling it open for him. "Good evening, sir."
Kaibutsu said nothing but glided from the manor, a cruel cold smile on his lips.
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Kisuke limped out of the dojo, assuring everyone he would be alright. He knew if he could get to the mineral water he had in their underground chamber he would feel fine in a few hours.
He winced grabbing his ribs. "Shit, she was really mad."
"Who was?"
Kisuke winced again before turning to see Kuukaku Shiba, grinning at him with her hands on her hips.
"What are you doing here?" Kisuke rushed to her looking around. The Shiba clan had been ostracized and weren't welcome in the Seireitei.
"Oh, don't tell me you're worried about me, Urahara." Kuukaku said coyly batting her eyes at him. Then breaking out into whooping laugh. "Don't worry about it. I came to see Kaien, he's been watching shinigami train. He really likes all this crap."
Kisuke looked at the wild tomboy, in awe. Her face was arresting and irregular, and her temptingly curved lips were a bright red. Her arm was bandaged and she had a wrapping on her calf. She was wearing a red kimono, that was missing its sleeves, and tight white leggings that came down just below her knees. She wiggled the toes on her bare feet as she stared at him; her jet black hair was long and wild standing out against her pale skin. He smiled in spite of himself. There was just something about her. Something that Kisuke ...wanted. He couldn't help himself, and for a split second he forgot his aches.
"If you look like this, what does the other guy look like?"
"Hmm." He said snapping from his under the hill was definitely out of the question now. "Oh. I'm fine. I just need to get home and take a hot bath."
"Need any help?"
His eyes widened a smile in the corner of his mouth.
"Getting home I mean, not the bath you pervert." She grabbed his arm throwing it around her shoulder wrapping her other around his waist letting him lean on her for support.
"I knew that." he said.
"Sure you did. You can't get enough of me. I see how you look at me when you think no ones watching."
"What? That's not true."
But it was.
"Oh, really,... 'cus I watch you." Her voice was low and coy as she stared into his eyes.
His face flushed, but his ribs ached again, reminding him they didn't get the beating of their life for nothing.
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Yoruichi sat weeping softly. She had stopped running midway between the school and home. Finding a secluded place to cry in private.
How could he do that to her? First Tanis and then asking for forgiveness. Him of all people, was able to reduce her to tears just like that.
She had been so angry. But after 20 minutes of giving him such a brutal beating she felt better. But he just kept coming and coming. Idiot.
She wiped the last of her tears as she stood, then straightened her uniform. She figured that the puffiness in her eyes would clear up by the time she got home, that way there would be no unnecessary questions.
Suddenly she stopped, her ears perking up. No one else would have heard the faint rustling, but she did. Someone was coming up behind her. And fast. She shunpo-ed, while smiling, from her spot just in time. She appeared a few feet away.
"Verrrry sneaky... Byakuya-bo." she said chuckling to the frustrated boy as he looked around for his prey. His determination and intense look made her smile inside too. Any little thing set him off. And that tickled Yoruichi to no end.
He stood just a foot shorter than her, his fist balled, his dark blue eyes flashing and his chest heaving. He had tried so hard to catch her this time.
She studied his face as he scowled, defeated. There was an inherent strength in his face that would only increase and make him more handsome as he grew up. His silky black hair was pulled back in a ponytail. And his kimono, though simple, was a white shirt and dark blue hakama. Both were exquisitely tailored.
"I almost got you!" He shouted.
"Almost doesn't count." she said with a giggle before then sticking out her tongue.
"You witch!" he said running at her. But like that, she was gone. He stopped looking around wildly.
"You still have a lot to learn." she said behind him, her large breasts hitting him in the back of his head.
An exciting rush burst throughout Byakuya's body. His penis sprouting to erection instantly. His cheeks flushed and he was motionless for just a split second, but that was too long because as he turned she was gone and his long black hair cascaded down his back.
"AAGGGHHHHHH!" Byakuya let out a frustrated howl, raking his hair from his eyes., His other hand strategically over his crotch
"Giving up that easily." Yoruichi shouted a few hundred yards down the road from him. "That's too bad, Byakuya-bo!" She chuckled casually walking away. "Have a good evening." She waved his red hair ribbon as she did.
Yoruichi was in a much better mood as she ran home with Byakuya hot on her heels. She would slow down every few steps to give him time to catch up but then speed ahead of him before laughing. He was tenacious while chasing after her all the way to the Shihouin mansion.
"You're too slow, Byakuya-bo." She said running inside. "Ohh." she was surprised as she turned to run when he continued after her. He normally stopped at the gate and headed home once she beat him, but recently he had been chasing her through her mansion.
"YORUICHI-SAMA! YORUICHI-SAMA!" Hideaki called after the happily running girl as she shunpo-ed up the stairs. "Oh, dear."
Hideaki was not happy about having to tell Yoruichi about her uncle's visit. She, nor anyone else in the Shihouin mansion, liked the man. He had been one of the main opponents against Yoruichi taking over the clan once her father was unable to and now he was demanding an audience with her. Yoruichi didn't like any one demanding anything from her especially that man.
Hideaki already had Miyuki fixing her favorite meal before he would break the news to her. He would let her get her class work and bath out of the way; then a nice relaxing dinner then he would tell her ...and hope she didn't kill the messenger.
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To be continued..