And now...the next chaper!

Kuu…kaku? Why would you…The silence which had formed after the husky whisper was a heavy almost deafening spell, Yoruichi sat dumbfounded at what she had heard not sure if it was the cause of the drugs or just her mind wondering to the spiky-haired buxom woman. Soi stirred yet again and wrapped one hand around a calf while mumbling something incoherently, leaving Yoruichi with no answer and only more questions. She had to confirm it to be sure, had to know why she would whisper that name.

Tatsuki sprawled herself out over one of the large couches, her legs dangling limply from the edge of the armrest. She was exhausted and her feet hurt and yet despite the obvious physical tiredness her mind was still racing, taking in the smell of the room, the way the Shiba woman so casually handled herself, her body. Tatsuki knew she was staring, knew that there would be repercussions if she could not keep herself contained, but it was difficult thinking of ways to distract herself when Kuukaku had yawned and stretched leisurely her rear tensing and relaxing in her faded jeans. Tatsuki swallowed and focused her eyes to the ceiling before sighing and taking a large gulp of coffee.

"So…tell me the real reason ya followed me kid."

"I was curious…"

Kuukaku plopped down on the floor rubbing the back of her head in slow circles; somehow she had developed a small headache thanks to all the tension of the eve's events and it was beginning to affect her temperament.

"Oh really now…about what?"

Tatsuki laughed when Kuukaku coughed after taking a drag of her cigarette having inhaled too deeply and reached a hand out to pat her between the shoulders, sending shivers down her spine at the touch of the Shiba woman's skin against her own.

"Ugh, thanks…so what did ya want?"

Tatsuki froze, those piercing green eyes were focusing on her, burning into her, making her body feel like it had somehow caught fire, and maybe the smoke was really getting to her. God Soi…how can you…how do you remain so calm around her? She felt naked, exposed under the steady gaze of green and that toothy grin; she imagined the warmth of that skin against her own, her own flesh melting into her, that tattooed arm flexing with each grasp or stroke. The intensity became too much to bear and with a flushed face, she tore her eyes from the Shiba's.

"I…I've heard so many things…so much about you that…I…I…"

Kuukaku had noticed the flushed face, that awkward trembling in her voice her arms twitching – this was going to be difficult.

"Tatsuki…look at me."

Unohana had finished her rounds; her body was limp and exhausted although one would not guess it as such from looking at her; her back perfectly straight, shoulders arched backwards and with a shy smile she walked down the halls. The elevator climbed steadily towards the 6th floor, lights flickering in through the large steel doors, yellow and green. Her office was located at the end of the hall on the left; a spacious room which she thought could have been put to better use as a small research laboratory. She did not notice a tall figure behind her or hear the door close while taking off the heavy jacket and loosening her hair. Jumping slightly at the sensation of warm breath washing over hear ear, a pair of warm strong arms wrapping around her waist she smiled and let the tall figure's face nuzzle her neck, moaning when teeth tugged at the sensitive skin.

"Isane…"

Responding only with a groan, the silver-haired woman rubbed her palms up against Unohana's sides, delighted at the effect she had on her when she felt the raven haired beauty arch and push her breasts forcibly into her hands. It amused Unohana sometimes, knowing this nature of the normally timid girl, her skilled hands, which were trembling the first time she touched her are now certain; her mouth trailing down onto her shoulders, licking the sensitive flesh while her hands worked swiftly at the buttons of the uniform, sliding underneath the thin material, fingers gently tracing the outline of rapidly hardening nipples.

"Retsu…I think we should leave…now…"

"Hmm, but the table…"

"..The door isn't locked."

"…makes it more exciting I would say."

"Hmm…but it's cold."

Chuckling under her breath, Unohana turned to face the taller woman and pushed her gently against the table, her eyes glowing mischievously.

"It won't be for long…"

Yoruichi had managed with great difficulty to maneuver herself onto her side, her hand not leaving the soft mesh of Soi's hair. Her eyes were heavy and it took every last effort to remain focused on the peaceful expression of Soi beside her.

"I...sorry...Soi…you must have...been worried."

Soi did not stir as she continued to lazily run her fingertips through her hair; did not sigh or snort or tried to strike her. It reminder her of times passed; while walking down to the stream or running through up the winding hiking paths before collapsing in a wild and unpracticed embrace, smiling peacefully, Yoruichi closed her eyes while listening to the gentle even breathing of Soi, her hand moving to hold the pale digits underneath hers. She had not wanted to meet the way they did and yet, that unrehearsed, unscripted almost fated passing by she had to admit, could not have come at a better time. She feared that Kuukaku had pushed her aside after the rushed explanation of her departure at the end of their senior year, but not unlike a guard, she had been there, replying to her messages and answering her calls. As tough and uncouth as the woman looked, there was a gentler side to her which most people would easily overlook after the initial combination of her stature and loud nature had taken up residence in their minds. I must have been dreaming…

Timidly and uncharacteristically shy Tatsuki's gaze drifted over Kuukaku's face and finally settled on her eyes. She was taken aback when she felt something soft on her cheeks and realized with mild panic that the Shiba woman had placed her palms on either side of her face; they were softer than she had imagined, the smell of the other's skin an intoxicating fragrance as her eyes closed instantaneously while inhaling the potent scent. Kuukaku had watched, in awe at the gentleness which washed over the young woman's face, the vulnerability she displayed as they sat in this awkward silence, observing one another. Mimicking the actions of Tatsuki the Shiba woman closed her eyes and sighed.

Her hands traced the outlines of cheekbones, eyebrows, eyelids, lashes and down the bridge of her nose. Tatsuki was unbelievably soft and warm; it shocked Kuukaku slightly that this girl was so nervous, so delicate and feminine and yearning for her touch none the less.

"I love Soi…Tatsuki, even though you are particularly charming."