I woke up and heard a very faint, but obvious, bang from below. I put it out of my mind since it didn't seem significant so early in the morning. I yawned as I rose and began to make my bed look nice. The dragon still slept on the blankets and I did my best not to disturb it. I watched its rise and fall of its frame as it breathed, before leaving the room. As I stood, I slowed as the world began to fade and I felt faint. I grumbled about it, dropping to one knee till I could see again. I rose more slowly and resisted the urge to stretch, fearing that the 'blackness' would come on again if I did so.

I walked to the dining room and saw Urahara sitting at the table, sipping a cup of tea. Tessai set another one down and I walked over and sat at the place, suddenly feeling like I had been transported back to the tea parties with Yamamoto. I instinctively sat proper and reached out as Yamamoto had instructed. I sipped at the tea, wondering what would happen today. Everyone should be training hard today.

"Has Abarai Fuku-taichou already left?" I asked softly. I saw the slight motion of a nod come from Urahara and I looked out the opening behind me. Sunlight filtered in and I quickly looked back inside, blinking a few times as my eyes readjusted.

"Urahara-san... is Sado-kun training right now?"

"Hai."

"I see," I said very softly with a sigh. I rose and quietly began walking back to my room.

"Yoruichi said that you wanted to train as well," he said before I could get too far. I stopped and looked back at him.

"I'm not looking for power or strength," I countered but he smiled, pulling out his fan.

"You want speed, mobility, and such. After all that's why you asked her instead of me. Right?" he asked.

I realized he had something he wanted to say to me, so I returned back to my seat. After all he wouldn't ask something like that without intention. He is really good at beating around the bush to get your attention.

"Just say it out loud already, Urahara-san. I'm not in a mood to play waiting games," I said. He chuckled at my obvious impatience.

"Patience my dear..." he said, pausing. His eyes changed from lighthearted to serious and I felt a chill run up my spine, different than the kind that my icy dragon would give me.

"Sorry. What did you have in mind?" I said calmly, and as patient as I could.

"You must understand that I teach according to the needs of my client. Did you really assume I would teach you in the same way as Ichigo, or Chad?" he asked and I inwardly flinched.

"Isn't it logical to assume such things until told otherwise?" I asked, an answer to his own question. His head tilted to the side and I folded my arms.

"I suppose so," he said.

"Urahara-san. Why would you want to even consider training me?" I asked. "Assuming that I am following your line of thought correctly."

"Oh ho, you catch on rather quickly, that will make things simpler," he said with a playful, delightful tease. I sighed as a sweat drop appeared on the side of my head.

"I have nothing to pay you with," I muttered. He brought his fan down from in front of his face.

"You have some secrets. Training could be bought with secrets," he said with a very serious tone.

"You're just curious about me like everyone else," I said with a pout, folding my arms and turning my head away.

"Calm down, calm down," he said quickly, waving his hand up and down.

"Tch, scientists..." I grumbled, knowing that it would hit on the mark with him.

"So you knew that too," he said and I glared at him, as if I had slipped up. "Kidding, kidding," he said, trying to dispel the tense atmosphere.

"Why are you interested in someone like me," I asked, as if becoming bored by him.

"Call it, intuition," he said and let my shoulders drop as a smile fell on my features. I shook my head, mildly wondering what I was going to do soon.

"Fine, when shall we begin?" I asked and he closed the fan.

"Right after you finish this list," he said, pulling a piece of paper from seemingly no where.

"Payment for staying here, correct?" I asked, reaching out and taking the paper. I glanced at it and saw task like cleaning, sorting, and at the bottom, training with Chad. I began to eye him. Had the training been his objective the whole time.

"Well, get to it," he said and I bowed my head, refusing to acknowledge that he had beat me.

"Right away, sir," I said softly before rising once again to leave.

NO ONE'S POV

"What do you think of her?" Urahara asked to seemingly no one. A female figure stood in the shadows before morphing to a black cat.

"She is as you said," the cat replied.

"What am I going to do with you," Urahara said, though his tone was obvious stating that he wasn't referring to the cat. "Keep an eye on her Yoruichi. Aizen might very well target her as soon as he realizes, if he hasn't already."

"Indeed," the cat replied before disappearing in the same direction as Tala.