Title: Drunk

Pairing/Characters:Urahara/Yoruichi

Warnings:drinking, mention of nudity

Author's Comment: I came up with this after spending last weekend completely drunk and hungover on monday. College is a wonderful thing.

Yoruichi glanced over at the clock on the bedside table. It was about 7:00 in the morning and the retching sound that woke her up finally stopped. She and Kisuke had been out drinking the night before and, well, he had a little too much. Yoruichi guess it was probably around four o'clock when Kisuke's handle of vodka finally caught up with him. Yoruichi stretched her arms out in front of her and turning on her back. It was nice to finally have to bed to herself, but she always hated listening to him get sick. She would have been in there comforting him, rubbing his back and holding his hair back, but the last time she attempted he threw her out of the bathroom. It was best to wait until he was quite, before she brought in the glass of water and helped him out of the bathroom. Sighing Yoruichi sat up.

In the past everyone questioned how Kisuke could be so cheerful and alert after an all night drinking binge with Ukitate and the others in their class. The rumor was that he was too smart, too wily to catch one. The truth was she was the one whom nursed him and got him on his feet, being the good "friend." There were many different times when getting to an officer's meeting seemed impossible, but she was able to get both of them there.

Rolling on to her side, she glanced for a piece of clothing to wear, finding a t-shirt and some panties, Yoruichi dressed and headed to the adjoined bathroom. Opening the door slowly she found Kisuke were she expected too. His head was pressed to the cool tiles on the wall; the bathtub propped him up. He looked so weak. Yoruichi hated and loved these mornings. For once Kisuke was not the smiling, conniving asshole he normally was, but a real person that could get sick and hated being looked after. She went to the sink and poured him a glass of water, knowing that it would help with the headache. Kisuke took it gratefully. Gulping down the water, he looked up at Yoruichi. She stood there with her arms crossed under her chest (she was not small enough to cross them in front he mused), wearing his t-shirt and some panties. Finally beginning to feel better he smiled lightly at her, aware that he was only wearing boxers.

"You know Yoruichi we should really stop meeting like this in the morning."

She rolled her eyes and offered him a helping hand.

Author's Note: Sorry I haven't updated recently. I work alot and I'm heading back to college soon, so I'm saying good bye to my friends here at home, plus I'll be taking a trip to Texas ( god help me Bush's home state) to visit a friend. I'll be able to update once I'm back at school and classes have started. Sorry about that.