A/N: Hiya there...I wrote something. Surprised me too. So this chapter...it went somewhere I didn't see. It works tho...there be kissing...of the het variety. And a little foot massage.

"What!"

Mashiro had never really been keen on sayings, others (likes the teachers and especially Kensei) often repeated them to her in an attempt to get her to either sit down, shut-up, or both. She blamed the silver-haired classmate for the one that tumbled through her head as Lisa's voice almost split her eardrum something about not killing or maiming the messenger.

Since she was usually irritated by such quotes (even more often they went in then back out of her head in record time) she didn't voice it now as she stood outside of Lisa's Advanced Logistics classroom. Technically it was theirs, since the fifth year had long-since become a part-time teachers aid to its professor along with Hidaka Romi.

Kuna had been enjoying the strong limbs of the trees a scant few yards from the same room's outer door when a seated shinigami caught her eye. She had just swung backwards off of a branch by the back of her knees when Matsumoto Rangiku jiggled into her line of sight. (Kensei would get red in the face and yell at her about her choice of adjective, like she was five or something.)

"Matsu-chan is looking for her captain; he mentioned visiting the Academy to see his future division members. I told you twice now!" Mashiro stuck her tongue out and rubbed the short brilliant hair on the back of her head in a frustrated-yet-distracted way. Most of the things Mashiro Kuna did were 'yet-distracted' but most of the people that knew her understood she multitasked better than anyone at Shinōreijutsuin.

It wasn't something easy to convey, not combined with the apparent attention span of a gnat, and infamous penchant for shiny and/or multi-legged crawling things.

Lisa felt the thud of her heartbeat as she stood in the hallway staring at the green-haired girl with leaves and twigs as unintentional ornaments, but not really seeing her. She knew both the exact number of students that were already 'honorary' members of gotei and the percentage of those that were destined to join the eighth.

"I'll get your books," Mashiro nodded so vigorously her head lolled back onto her shoulders, pretty sure she'd heard a sound that held gratitude but it was carried away with Lisa's shunpo.

Since flash step was frowned upon in the halls, Lisa made herself slow to a jog while moving through populated areas of the school. There were plenty of places she could run into the captain; most of them were the opposite direction she had chosen. True, the wing of the school that held the administration offices and conference rooms were where visitors entered and exited the school, even members of the gotei. This, however, was Kyoraku Shunsui hachi-bantai-taichō.

Living quarters were the only thing this way.

Some classes were still in session (Hiyori's included) so there was no one in their room. There was no one outside it either.

Lisa gave a loud sigh of exasperation as she leaned over the threshold of her room's open door, either arm braced on the doorframe on either side of her. She leaned out and slid the door shut so hard, it gave a loud thwack.

She almost missed the note.

Sorry to have missed you. ~Taichō

It was on the barest scrap of paper, posted on the wood of the threshold at eyelevel with nothing more than a so-inclined bit of reiatsu (really any difference could be made with the right intent). As soon as the raven-haired teen lifted a hand to glide the pad of her index fingers over the paper (and underneath that Shunsui's reiatsu) she realized two things.

The ink was still wet.

And the dot of reiatsu was still warm.

Not that the term 'warm' was being used in the context of its tactile temperature. Still when part of Lisa's spiritual pressure came into contact with that which had been painted on the door, there was something friendly about it.

Also, there was a fair bit of it that was surprisingly easy to track leading away from her quarters.

Hm…

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Rules against students shunpōing in the halls were pretty cut-and-dry. Only emergencies with written permission.

Since Lisa knew the rulebook cover-to-cover she was well aware of all the penalties and addendums. Yoruichi had taught her - first and foremost - that a girl that knew the rules knew the best ways to misbehave.

There was something along those lines dancing through her head as she abruptly left her flash step with the help of a very solid body.

"Yare, yare," Came to her ears, jealousy spouted up instantly for the breath her roadblock still had, while she was gasping like a landed fish.

Not the way she'd intended to introduce herself to her future captain. Although this really isn't half bad, Lisa though as the heat of both the man and his reiatsu started to soak into her pores in a very nice way.

She was pretty sure it was unintentional, even if he'd sensed her coming Lisa supposed the captain would assume his future division member smart enough not to shunpō right at someone. "Taichō!" On second thought she didn't really mind the breathless quality to her voice.

The eyes that looked down at her were kind; arms strong and capable, one large hand pressed into the small of her back. "Yadōmaru-kun?"

Even if she was quickly becoming aware of her own attractive qualities Shunsui was sure she was unaware of how cute she looked with her nose wrinkled in distaste at the honorific. "Kyroku-taichō," She gave a nod, not really wanting to put enough space between them for a proper bow.

"Has it only been five years?" Large hands (fingers easily meeting as they encircled her upper arms) pushed her gently back to get a good look at his honorary eighth division member.

"Four years, eleven months and three days…sir," With the distance Lisa realized how distracted she'd been as her head cleared of any less-than-professional feelings.

Lisa had been sure these last few years, that her younger self had imagined the mischievous glinting silver eyes. A handful of years had given her time to both pine for the older worldly captain, berate herself for her adolescent foolishness and orient herself toward equally as unattainable a man (although with Sojun it was emotional unavailability).

Four years, eleven months and three days wiser?

Get it together Yadōmaru! "Rumor has it a certain fourth seat is touring the Academy," She went on, not pushing closer or pulling away. "Looking for her captain?"

"He may be skulking about somewhere," Shunsui did the same, the hems of their hakama brushing but his hands were still holding on.

"I was disappointed that we might have missed each other, Taichō."

"I'm glad we didn't," Lisa hadn't realized she was ogling the older man's mouth until his lips were curling upward in pleasure. "Too bad Rangiku-chan knows all my good hiding places."

"Weren't you around to see them all built?"

"Oh!"

The exclamation came only a moment before all twenty stone of the captain collapsed against her. With a split second of concentration Lisa sent her reiatsu to bolster her strength and stepped closer so she could hook her arms around his waist. "Taichō!?

As her heart hammered where their chests pressed together, his lustrous hair filled her view as his chin came to rest on her shoulder.

"The young are so cruel, Yadomarū-kuuun…" Shunsui's deep voice found her ear, hot breath tickling down the neck of her kimono. "Even old men have woundable egos."

Knowing Shunsui wasn't hurt sent a thrill of awareness down her spine that she hadn't allowed herself to feel. "Taichō?"

A zap of pleasure followed as Kyōraku began to step away and was presumptuous enough to kiss her cheek in passing. The scrape of stubble gave the student cause to snare her fingers in the fleeing taichō's kimono for balance.

Instead of pulling further away Shunsui kept her face close, looking into her blushing face. "Yare, yare, Lisa-chan."

Lisa hoped it wasn't obvious how pleased she was about the honorific change (it was truly blatant). "There is very little annoyance back this way."

"Back to the dorms?" Shunsui asked with false modesty, as Lisa released his kimono and lead them the direction she'd just come from.

"Those are this direction, yes." Lisa glance back over her shoulder to answer, the trip should have seemed longer to her while not in flash step but with Shunsui's reiatsu at her back the walk took no time at all.

"I should feel shamed to admit I had hoped you would come looking for me when you found my note," The captain's voice drifted to her as she turned down the small hallway only housing the doors to her dorm.

"Should but do not?" Lisa asked as she stood at her door a moment, waiting to slide it open.

"I came here to see you."

"Oh taichō just me?" Lisa was much braver looking at the door to her room, her voice just a little disbelieving. She tilted her head upward to watch his arm as it moved over her shoulder to push the shoji open, she felt his reiatsu from top to toe as he had to step closer behind her.

"Most important interview then," Shunsui's deep voice shattered her focus and she knew her spiritual pressure might as well have made her emotions an open book.

"Arigatō," Lisa heard her voice come out in a husky, self-confident (unbelievably horney) murmur. Before stepping into the room the raven-haired slip called a woman let herself rock back on her heels and for the barest moment their bodies brushed then she moved forward.

There was a perk to being so vulnerable every particle of her reiatsu was intensely receptive and Lisa was well-trained. The captain's spiritual pressure would be equally telling.

Granted the man had over two thousand years of mental conditioning and his reiatsu reflected that but there was a level of closeness that ruined anyone's control.

At least that was the idea.

Lisa had to keep reminding herself not to rush through her motions; not dash into the room before the easy-going captain. "What was this interview going to include? I hardly would have had time to study and practice."

"Lisa-chan you must always prepare so much? What would that determination do to my division?" Shunsui's watched as the young woman moved into the room, kicked a few of Hiyori's things under the blankets of her messily-made futon.

They'd shoved the table against the farthest wall and somehow had procured another identical (slightly lighter stained wood) table to fill the rest of the space. It divided the space a bit more and the sight of the entire collection of papers, books and random personal bric-a-brac strewn out over the enlarged table. They each had a squat school-appointed chest for whatever crap they didn't have exploded over the center of the room.

To either side was a futon for each of them, Hiyori's presentable under Yadomarū Law, the few things left out had been under the limit agreed to of aforementioned law (six hours) and Lisa's futon as neat as a pin but for the little red book sitting in the center of the soft buttery kind of rich white bedclothes. "You read it!"

Shunsui stood just inside the door with the shoji still slightly open behind him. Lisa put a bit more light and moved back to the door insinuating herself half into the captain's space to reach behind him and close the door properly. "Of course it was another wonderful gift." Even putting herself this close on purpose Shunsui didn't really move much as she finished with the door.

Wedged as she was between the wall and a broad shouldered shinigami the front of her torso was pressed to his back with her back flat against the wall. "I hope you didn't share," Shunsui looked over his shoulder to see her as she failed to resist pressing her forehead to his shoulder blade.

"Just two people. They didn't know you'd written it," Lisa defended herself as she lifted her eyes to his shifting the contact to her chin. "I'm glad I did so or I wouldn't have discovered how I enjoy listening to these words…" She bit her lip a moment shyly and angled her head just-so and the lights obscured her eyes behind her glasses. "Would you read them?"

"Aloud?"

"Yes of course aloud!" She moved her free side around him and around until she could glom onto his arm and lead the taichō toward her side of the room. "Nothing special, just your voice shaping your words."

Shunsui flopped elegantly onto the futon and discovered they felt just as nice as they looked (definitely not academy-issue). "If you say so."

"Oi," Lisa looked up from shucking her shoes to bring the brunette's attention to his forgetting his own sandals. "Geta Taichō!"

With an over-dramatic gasp the man bent one foot closer to inspect the lacing, plucking at the knot until he could wiggle the thong from between his toes. He looked up in time to watch Lisa move his other foot into her lap to divest it of its shoe and as she peered down at the laces her glasses slid down enough to reveal her eyes. "Arigatō!"

"Don't thank me, you've already broken…" She trailed to a halt as she glanced up and got stuck on his gaze. She felt it all the way to her toes and the sensation reminded the young woman that she was indeed that (young!) and may as well have been seducing a menos grande.

She was well-read and theoretically with some sort of power boost it was do-able but she was considerably out of her depth in either situation.

"Broken Lisa-chan?"

"Yadomarū Law." The raven-haired girl kept the older man's gaze as she pulled off the shoe in her grasp and reached over to take the one still dangling from his toes. "'Shoes only within the two feet inside the door,' and guests get one extra foot."

"Are these laws written down?"

Lisa reseated her glasses on her nose with a single downward nod of her head in affirmative. "They would be easy to adapt to fit your division dynamic." She moved to set his shoes next to the small collection to either side of the shoji.

Instead of paying attention to the kindling of some very not professional feelings Shunsui snuggled more comfortably in the luxurious futon and imagined Lisa and Matsumoto running his division as he watched her line the shoes up precisely. "If it's true that you have it written down I might take it to the office with me once my fourth seat invariably finds me."

"I will adjust it a bit while you read my favorite chapter?" Lisa asked as she moved over to pluck something from the groaning pile of paper strewn across the tables. "Three."

"Really?"

"Stop saying that and read," Lisa chastised and it was yet another quality Shunsui liked in his division members.

Honestly she ticked more boxes than any of the other honorary Gotei members still under training at Shinō. Shunsui settled in with the book and thumbed through it until he found the offending chapter which he instantly recognized and recalled what it contained (being the author). "Lisa-chan…"

"I know exactly where Matsumoto is at this very moment," Lisa responded with as she moved from the table to the empty spot beside Shunsui on her futon. It was damn comfortable and she wouldn't miss out on enjoying it because of the indelicate behavior of her future taichō.

Lisa didn't bother to try and contain the smirk as Shunsui quickly began reading the book at the start of her favorite chapter. She gave the rule list half her attention and she found herself a little disappointed as he moved over his own words in such a dispassionate voice. "Taichō…"

"Hai?"

Finished with the rule list Lisa rolled the paper up and set it aside (away from the cluttered central table) as she turned to face Shunsui. "Is this how you usually woo women?"

Being over a dozen centuries old it was hard to catch the shinigami off guard. Only Jūshirō really had the uncanny ability to surprise him and this raven-haired child. It was what had caught his attention in the first place the day she had shown up at the interview for low income students. "Lisa-chan?"

"I chase you. I bring you into my space." She caught his gaze as she moved from beside the captain backing up until she could scoop up his nearest foot. "I even get myself in the position to take…off…your shoes…sir."

Nobles didn't have many tells - even ones as lackadaisical as Shunsui if he so chose to employ that power – but obviously this girl was practiced at the art of picking them out. "Jūshiro likes them."

Lisa's gaze peeked out from the glare of her glasses, "Jūshiro likes them?"

Shunsui could already hear his life-long companion chastising him about the brunette's compulsion to over-share when it came to private affairs. "Ah Lisa-chan forget-"

As Shunsui made an attempt to get up Lisa caught his foot, "Taichō!"

"Lisa-chan sumimasen-"

The senpai's sure fingers dug into one of her favorite pressure points in the captain's arch and he gave a hiss and immediately stopped trying to escape and started relaxing. "Shoes or feet?"

Lisa was delighted to see a faint pink dust her taichō's face and the expression that followed made her inner fangirl hug herself. She had been sweet on the extravagant captain since she'd met him at the Shinō entrance interview and had only gotten to speak with him for snatches of time; fortunately she was a marvelous researcher. The two captains were obviously close and Lisa's vividly lecherous imagination had filled in the obvious answers to Soul Society's questions not to mention her own personal ones.

"Feet."

With a smile Lisa continued to rub her thumbs gently along the soles of Shunsui's feet making sure there was no real pressure…she needed him able to concentrate (for a little bit at least). She had a suspicion it was a kink that the white-haired shinigami had grown interested in thanks to a certain brunette. "How about you?"

"Me?"

Considering Lisa was only running the pads of her thumbs along his foot's curved instep and she had already reduced Shunsui to monosyllabic responses, it was a pretty good bet that her hypothesis was spot-on. "Yes you," As she spoke she gave a little bit of pressure just off center on his arch and watched his eyes roll back. To say that the sound it ripped from him was obscene would be an understatement.

Shunsui met her gaze and she kept pressing with that thumb while the other moved to the second large toe pad. "That!" He almost yelped and lifted a hand to cover his mouth. "Lisa-chan your fingers…"

"Sorry to say I'm outta lotion Taichō," She crooned softly lowering her gaze back to her hands as if to appear demure. "My roommate is a consummate thief."

"Yare, yare Lisa-chan what would you do to my enemies?"

With a laugh she released her hold and continued running her thumbs back and forth, "You should see me with Haguro Tonbo…she is quite impressive."

Shunsui joined her in laughter and moved his neglected foot a little closer to her massaging hands. "I would love to see that…so would Jū-chan, you should come by for tea."

With a soft nibble to her lip Lisa contained the blinding smile that was struggling to glom onto her mouth, unfortunately her glasses were canted the wrong direction and her eyes spoke volumes. "I'd most definitely enjoy that."

"Would you mind…?" Shunsui gave her leg a nudge with the untouched foot and batted his eyelashes like a butterfly's wings.

"He's shameless too," Lisa switched feet, pulling the other into her lap with ease. "Learning so much about you Taichō," She glanced upward again with a smirk but when Shunsui opened his mouth to reply she ran her thumb along his instep. "You may want to tell your Ukitake-taichō that you favor this foot."

Just the first medium pressured stroke of her hand was the best pass thus far and Shunsui easily noticed the heightened pleasure sensations the other foot felt. "Of course…Do you think—hgn!"

Lisa unintentionally silenced the older shinigami when a small pale digit slid up along the pad of his smaller toe and right between them. She studied his face as she slid her finger back out and then in, her other hand kneading along his instep. "My I wish I had my lotion."

"Lisa-chan," Shunsui caught the student's attention as it strayed to the thrust of her own finger along the sensitive stretch of skin between the taichō's toes by leaning close and placing his own hand over hers.

Having been more focused on the manipulation of her hands and the sensation of doing so (on both the receiving and giving side) Lisa looked up a little surprised as a large warm hand enveloped her own and the man's own toes. "Hai?"

Shunsui's eyes took in the startled and intense look on the girl's face and couldn't stop the curl of his fingers as they moved along her forearm and caught her fast. "Do not say such things…" He warned and her response was to let out a soft breath as if breaking a spell that had her holding it moments before. The soft sigh parted pink lips and the captain suddenly found himself kissing them…

Just as suddenly he wasn't and a slender finger was pressed to his lips. Lisa's eyes connected with Shunsui's clearly through unobscured lenses when she didn't put any more distance between them than that. "Taichō there is nothing more I would rather be doing in this moment but…" She sighed and the warmth brushed his chin. "There is someone else."

"Sōjun-kun?"

"Oh don't even start on that. Aikawa-kōhai and I have not gotten to the part of our courtship where we discuss introducing multiple partners," Lisa leaned back a bit but didn't move her finger from his lip. "But I'm sure he's the type that would need to have that discussion."

"That is an important step…" At those words Shunsui leaned back and slowly broke contact so as to sit in the lotus position kimono tucked under him. "Rōjurō-kun's roommate?"

Surprised since there were at least a dozen Aikawa's attending Shin'ō Lisa didn't bother to feel bad about the new distance between them, she moved from her spot to one next to him on her futon. "You know Ōtoribashi?"

Shunsui was definitely not a stranger to the look that overcame the girl's face as she canted her head and the light obscured her gaze, most recently his most tenacious fourth seat yet Matsumoto Rangiku. "I do, which does not mean I will help you cause him harm-"

"No," She sat up to catch his gaze again and the captain was quick to nudge her glasses down her nose. "It's complicated and nothing you want to get involved in."

"But those fingers Lisa-chan," his toes curled as he gave a full-body shiver.

"How long have you known him?"

"Rōjurō's whole life. His mother was my nanny…with a sword…she did more teaching and caretaking than body guarding…" He sighed and Lisa took that moment to push her glasses up and give him a more respectable distance since he was answering her.

"I only mean to help him…"