AN: Kinda mature themes ahead with mentioned past prostitution and bogus biology. I'm sorry.
"Hunt, Asagiri." She whispers, and mist spreads around them, barely translucent and pale. lavender. Urahara's eyes widen when she attacks, hands empty of any weapon. The mists molds easily into weapons, changing with her every whim. Benihime is unsealed, only Kidou and Hakuda not being able to hold her back.
"That's an interesting Shikai you've got there, Lilly-san." He tells her, smile fake and worry shadowing his features. She can feel Ichigo scoff at them, safely behind the strongest Kidou barrier they could put up.
"And this is just his base form. What will you do if I release Asagiri's Bankai?" Her tone is pleasant, her arrows destroying the stone as they follow his tracks.
"Unfortunately, we'll only know when you do it." He dodges again, being only hit by the debris her strike caused. The war hammer is heavy in her hand, a steady weight that still pulses with power screaming to be released. There's a cut on her arm when she forgot to dodge, and one of her legs might be sprained, but she still looks better off than the shopkeeper.
"Guess I'll just have to entertain you with other means." With a simple flick of her wrist, the hammer dissolves, and she pulls out two khopeshes from the mist. "Yaketsuku, Asagiri."
With that simple command, his worry becomes almost palpable for Ichigo too, judging by her boyfriend's expression, eyes trained onto the flaming blades. She moves, slipping through dimensions to appear behind him, blades raised to strike. Urahara evades the weapons, the flames, however, expand suddenly, like two blazing suns trapped in metal. She wins the fight.
"Does he really not know that food exists?" The blond is skin and bones. Ichigo can haul him up to his room with ease. They strip him from his charred clothes, and she swears they could use him to learn about the human skeleton.
"Pretty sure that's why Tessai is here for." Ichigo scoffs at the unconscious man in the bathtub.
"Scientists...I swear to the gods." She could feel a massive headache coming, and by the looks of it, Ichigo was too.
"I'll clean him up if you find him something to wear."
"Don't grope him. We don't want blackmail and lawsuits." They part with a one-fingered salute, Lilly diving back into the barely used bedroom in search for clothes.
The Snufkin-reject apparently only has green and black clothes. Lilly lets out an annoyed huff, moving around hangers aimlessly when she spots bright colours showed into the darkest corner of the closet. She shouldn't look. It's none of her business. If curiosity kills this cat, there's no guarantee that she'll be able to come back.
With a slightly shaking hand, she reaches for the brightly coloured clothes, pulling out flowery kimonos that feel like they belong to the last century. Moving her head closer, the lingering scent of frustration and sex hits her, intermingled with the stink of despair and blood with something flowery she couldn't quite place, bringing up vague memories of missions full of sweaty bodies and broken minds.
Stepping away from the clothes, she rearranges herself and turns towards the bathroom. She needs another opinion.
"Mind swapping? I have no bloody idea what's what between all of those out of style clothes."
"Sure. You just have to wash his hair now." Giving him her best 'we'll talk later' look, Lilly turns towards the bathtub.
"Those were robes worn by prostitutes." They're in her kitchen, waiting for the water to boil.
"I smelled it on them. But I wasn't sure." She busied herself with pulling their cups out while Ichigo got the milk out of the fridge. "Maybe they belonged to that woman and she couldn't bear to be around them anymore?"
"Nah. Yoruichi would never lower herself to selling her body. Urahara on the other hand...Maybe we could interrogate Shinji. If I remember correctly, they used to live together."
"Good thing I'll have to visit my supposed head of family soon."
"Still can't get over how you're somehow related to Byakuya."
"From what you told me about the guy, me neither."
"Can I help you?" She settled in front of the Captain of the 5th Division, smiling softly at Hirako Shinji.
"I just wanted to meet my boyfriend's other mentor, Captain Hirako Shinji." He smiled back at her, with just as much teeth.
"So you must be Ichigo's little girlfriend, Lilly-chan." In spirit form, accessing her powers was a lot easier, however, transitioning things outside her body across dimensions was now much more noticeable. "What did you do?"
"Made sure we wouldn't be disturbed. After all, I want to talk about some sensitive matters with you."
"Apparently, he knows nothing." Burrowing into Ichigo's side as he worked on his homework, Lilly pulled the plush blanket over them. It was a cold night. "However, he did mention that 'it was just like Kisuke to use all of his resources'. And he said he'd look into things."
"That still doesn't make it acceptable. Did you find out what that flowery scent was?"
"Tansy. Most popularly used in 'moon tea', which is Soul Society's version of birth control and plan B." She felt Ichigo stiffen, then lean against her heavier.
"That's..."
"I know. I..." Her hands were shaking. She never had to worry about children. Even now, when her previous powers given to her by the chip were gone, she was still sterile. The crash had wrecked her, giving her the scars she'd given to herself before, and taking away her fertility. But she did remember her teammates struggling. The empty pill bottles and just as empty looks, of continuous interventions and hunched over children, in pain. "It's never pretty. Even knowing about it is bad."
"I just want to beat up some people."
"Me too. But that won't help with anything."