Disclaimer: Nah. Not mine.

A/N: I apologise for my unannounced and abrupt disappearance. I was stuck in the hospital. 4 long term stays. Yuck.

Shihōin Yoruichi crept away from the warm albeit tension rising sitting room into the mini-kitchenette of Kisuke's humble little shop, motioning for Kurosaki Isshin (and whoever else that bothers) to tag along.

As Isshin and co. flood into the kitchen silently, she slid the door firmly shut. Karin will not know; for that was the reason why she had bothered to waste time blackmailing Kisuke into entertaining Karin. Also, the girl seemed to be keeping an eye intently on whatever was going outside.

She turned to address her…'audience', which was, thankfully, just Isshin, Ururu and Nova – the silent ones (excluding Isshin).

"Behold!" Yoruichi announced, in a (mischievous) conspiratorial whisper with an undertone of pride, as she lifted up a bottle half-filled with a purple liquid.

Isshin eyed it sceptically. How could he not? Of all the Plans, none – yes, none, Nil, nada…– had successfully rid his daughter of that guy. Failing to see the significance (or lack of it), he asked, "What is it?"

She continued, all the while whispering and gesturing to the bottle. Isshin could have swore his former colleague had finally gone mad, how could a bottle containing that swishing, swirling purple liquid relieve his precious daughter of…Isshin cringed. Oh, he hates mentioning…that guy's name.

"I don't get it." Isshin mumbled, clearly confused and slightly winded (he got abused several times in a day). Seems old age's finally catching up to him…

"Okay," Yoruichi straightened, plonking the bottle of liquid carelessly onto the table, "Truthfully, I brought this from a clairvoyant's booth." She could not resist a short bark of laughter after seeing their – especially Isshin's – expression. She sobered up when her thoughts drifted back to Karin.

"A- A-…" Isshin was stunned, so much so that words are failing him.

"Clairvoyant." She finished for him, matter-of-factly, trying to keep the laughter from bubbling out. "Since you're so desperate to have them separated –" she was interrupted.

"They're not a 'them'…" he muttered angrily, to relent later, "at least I hope so…"

"Anyway, this" Yoruichi gently hit the bottle, producing a light 'chime', "is supposedly used to break up couples. Apparently, jealous teens use them." She stifled a bout of laughter, teens this days are all so…hilarious!

Yoruichi bit her lip again to stop laughter from spilling out of her mouth at Isshin's expression. She was bewildered; he was actually considering using the bottle of liquid! But then, she couldn't blame him. Isshin was desperate after all; although why he wants those two to break up soon…she doesn't know. Perhaps it's overprotective-ness. The Kurosaki family are great examples.

"So…?" she queried, her voice prodding for him to respond.

"I'll take it!" Isshin was resolute; she could see that – his eyes were sparkling, in resolution, in…happiness? Oh, happiness at finally ridding Hitsugaya-taicho. "So how am I going to 'spike' Karin's drink with that?" he continued, eyebrows furrowing yet again at another 'puzzle'.

Coincidentally, the shopkeeper entered the kitchenette, and plopped down into a chair. Yoruichi swore that has got nothing to do with 'coincidental'…he was probably eavesdropping on the conversation. How else could someone enter just on cue? Unless Urahara was a psychic – which she strongly doubts – then eavesdropping seems more…probable.

Ignoring the shopkeeper, since he'd probably had the Karin problem taken care of, Yoruichi continued in a lazy drawl. "Well…your daughter's here, and seems intent on loverboy's —" here, Isshin winced but she continued speaking, "conversation. So. Why not just serve here a spiked drink?"

Hence, plan…10 (is it?) was taken into action 5 minutes later. (Due to preparation time and all that…)