Yoruichi leaned back in a chair, her feet on the counter as she watched the two customers walk around the store. It was always the odd people coming in here, this time it was an old man and a boy who she assumed was his grandson. They both looked like people of strong morals and insane pride, so she didn't have to pay them to much attention unless they asked a question. She choose instead to flip through a human magazine that Kisuke had subscribed to for some odd reason.

Well, not really odd, the old pervert might enjoy human women dressed in only their underwear. What a weirdo.

She snorted, tossing the change back to the old man and ignored the little boy who looked at her like she was some kind of filth. Poor kid, she almost pitied him for the future she saw for those thoughts.

"Kisuke," Yoruichi called to the back as she shook her head, not looking up as his head came around the corner with the fan flipped up over his face. "If one wanted to order from this, how would they go about it?"

He blanched, "Um, what do you want?"

Hiding her smirk, Yoruichi turned the magazine and pointed at the lacy black cloth that someone called clothing. "Kisuke, I think you've got a nosebleed, you aren't imagining me in it are you?"

He shook his head even though the look on his face gave him away. Yoruichi rolled up the catalog into a thick roll and slapped him. "Pervert, you shouldn't keep stuff like this in a family shop." Then she walked past him, humming with a mischievous gleam in her eyes as the children looked up at her.

"You'd work better if you had some reward at the end right?" Receiving nods, she continued. "Well, I'm bored, so, I think we should summon some minor Hollows and see how you fair against the real thing. If you live, we'll have a karaoke party, sweets and all."

Ururu showed a rare look of excitement, and Yoruichi made a note again to ask the boy just exactly how such a sweet girl with such strong power ended up in an orphanage. She must have come from a family that could protect themselves, so it was a reasonably question.

"Well?" She looked at Jinta.

"I guess that would be fine." He replied grudgingly.

"Good, because you really didn't have any other choice." With a nod at his annoyed face, she turned around and walked directly into Kisuke, remembering suddenly the days in the Seireitei when he would unabashedly nip a kiss from her to annoy her parents before asking if she was ready to train or later in life where he'd ruffle her hair after she mess up in a class. He had never stood on protocols, usually arriving at her house when the birds had just started heralding the morning.

Yoruichi blinked, swatting away his hand, "What the hell Kisuke!" She laughed, holding his hand far from where it had been waving before her face.

"You looked a little zoned out, are you sure about what you just said?" He asked, pushing up his hat to frown concernedly at her.

She glared at him, offense written in her posture. "I'm quite confident in my plan Kisuke. If you're not okay with it you don't have to join in."

Kisuke stared over her shoulder at the smiling children and sighed with defeat. "No, I'd better come. I don't want any of you dying."

"Oh Kisuke, one would think you cared." Yoruichi growled out.

Walking back out, he smiled over his shoulder, "Maybe I do Yoruichi."

She tossed a curse at him and crossed her arms, blowing a strand of hair from her face. "Mood killer…."

"Jinta duck!"

Kisuke turned sharply at Ururu's commanding shout. The bait they had used had summoned a group of suitably weak Hollows and the children had been dealing out attacks with unexpected accuracy. Not a thing had gone wrong and even as he watched Ururu shot down another one of the bat like things that had been swooping at Jinta.

"Looks like your little invention works." Yoruichi commented, coming up to stand beside him, careful to avoid the cane slung across him shoulders. "Though, I might be in the wrong to call it little."

They both watched silently as Ururu turned and fire the huge gun at an approaching Hollow, miraculously not hitting any of the park's trees. Jinta was making up for her lack of destruction, having batted at least four through the trees. Yoruichi turned, glancing into the bag at her side with a concerned look before scowling at her companion's mocking face.

"It's not a dead body if that's what you're thinking." Ducking in unision as a Hollow went pelting over their heads, she continued. "It's the karaoke thing, but I don't remember if you have a T.V."

"Depends." He responded, admiring her form as she shot a kido at the Hollow creeping up on Jinta. "What songs do you have?

"You mean what am I going to ask you to sing?" Came her answer, trying not to notice that the wind blowing open his shirt revealed he was not out of shape even after all these years. "Well, I found this song in America that just so happens to fit you perfectly.

He raised an eyebrow as she chuckled. "In what manner?"

"You're pompous attitude. In fact, I'd say you'd dance to It but I don't plan on bringing alcohol."

"Only nineteen days ago you were drowning your sorrows in the cups."

She mimed a blow at him, laughing as Jinta and Ururu ran up to them to report all targets were dead. Both children were sweating after the unusual exercise but looked extremely proud of themselves. "Well, how'd we do?" Jinta growled.

"Splendid, superb, won-" Kisuke was cut off as Yoruichi elbowed him.

"He's right though." She nodded, having seen the crestfallen faces. "That was better than most of the first year Academy students."

Jinta stared at her in disbelief. "You mean there's a school for this?" He shouted outraged.

Yoruichi winked, knowing the indignant thoughts racing through his mind. "Yup, only for the dead though."

Yoruichi leaned back in the chair so far she fell over, but she didn't bother to sit back up as she rolled around on the floor, laughing and holding her stomach. "That." She gasped out as the selection screen came back up, "Was perfect! I didn't know you could dance like that Kisuke!"

Jinta and Ururu were leaning against each other weak with laughter and even Tessai wore a small smile as Kisuke placed his hat back on his head, grinning roguishly. "Well, when the words fit me as well as you said they did I just couldn't help myself. I'm, too sexy for my s-"

She had picked up the popcorn bag and hit him squarely in the face as he started peeling off his shirt again. Clapping her hands, Yoruichi sat the chair back up and looked around. "Okay, who's next?"

"Don't you think it's your turn Yoruichi-san?" Tessai replied.

"Only if you play the koto to a traditional song." Came the snippet reply. Yoruichi and the children were delighted when he pulled out the harp and not only played, but sang one of the folk songs. She even jumped up and started doing one of the old geisha dances until Kisuke tripped her.

Collapsing on the chair Kisuke flipped through the selection as Yoruichi cleared up the food as Tessai drew the song to an end. He grinned, "Gackt Yoru-san?"

"Sure."

"Which?"

She shrugged, picking up the microphone. "I don't care, his music is awesome." She shivered, "You have no clue how grating American music can be."

"Stop moaning and sing." Kisuke responded as the music started.

All in all, it was a great night to all their reasoning.

Yoruichi set up the targets again, smiling at Ururu and Jinta. "Nice aim, makes me wish you could use kido." It was a statement to how much she had told them without explanation because they didn't ask what she was talking about.

"She's really good with children." Tessai said solemnly. "Do you think it's because she's making up for her lost childhood?"

Watching them, Kisuke shook his head. "Maybe, but that's much too deep for Yoruichi-chan."

The older man looked down at him from behind his glasses. "Back to calling her 'chan' sir?"

"Yeah, hopefully she won't kill me."