Lesson 8

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Yoruichi had made up her mind. She was going to tell him today that she loved him. Saying the words made her want to giggle. She felt so childish and silly but she didn't care.

She'd make him pay, as all good girlfriends should, for being the ass he was at the start of their relationship but then all would be right.

She was up before the sun, not that she had gone to sleep. She didn't want to do her morning train/no train dance with Soi Fon and Yoruichi had dressed and was out the door before her guardian was even awake.

He probably wouldn't be at school this early but she would wait. Hopefully, she wouldn't have to wait to long, and take the train. She pulled out her cell and pulled up one of the hundred or so texts he had sent her.

Heading to school early! Please meet me.

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Kisuke was in his classroom. Thoughts of being able to spend the summer with Yoruichi had made sleeping and eating seem unnecessary. He heard his other cell phone, he scrambled through his bag as his ring tone "my wish, my love" played. She was texting him! She never did that.

"Hey, lover."

Kisuke froze, stopping his search for his phone and putting the bag on the floor so the ring tone couldn't be heard by…

"Kuukaku! What are you doing here?" his voice was stern yet verging on angry. "It's not like teaching is so glamorous that you would want to show up to-."

Kuukaku stood in the door way of his empty classroom hands on her normally wild raven hair pulled back in a sleek bun. Her curvy voluptuous body in a skirt of all things. In all the time they dated she wore a dress on two occasions and one of those times was when she was too lazy to do her laundry. The outfit, like all her clothes, fit her like a glove. There was no doubt about it, she was a beautiful woman.

"Its not the teaching that's brought me back, its you." her statement seemed to fall on deaf ears. But she continued towards him, stalking him. "I brought you lunch."

"Thank you," he said gathering his senses. She's the one that broke your heart and left you, don't forget that. Feeling his body start to stir remembering what lay under those clothes or lack there of. "But I won't have time to eat it. I have to prepare a couple of lessons." he began fumbling with the papers on his desk.

"Its a bento. I made it myself."She smiled sweetly, her version of sweet holding up a large square bento box.

"You made it?" A flash of his burning kitchen flitted through his mind.

"Yeah, at least try a taste."

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Yoruichi was smiling like she was insane. But she couldn't help it. She couldn't stop, and she flew out of the train as it stopped on Itami street.

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Kuukaku was never very good at subtle flirtation, evidence being the last ten minutes of talking about bento and the weather had gotten her no where. The direct approach always worked best for her.

"You're really going to make me beg?"

"No, I just want you to leave. Students will be showing up soon."

"We could usually get a lot done in 5 minutes, let alone 10." Kuukaku said wrapping her arms around Kisuke's neck.

Kuukaku was strong, pulling Kisuke in for a rough kiss, forcing her tongue through his resisting lips.

Kisuke pulled at her arms, but she held him fast, kissing deeper and harder.

Kisuke, with his hands at the small of her waist for leverage, pushed. But wasn't able to get free of her soft yet forceful lips.

Her hands were all over him. He thought for sure she had eight of them and they seemed to be every where at once.

In an instant he felt her hand under his shirt then grab at his crotch. She was switching hands, one always at the back of his neck holding his lips to hers.

There was a noise down the hall, they both stopped to look in the direction of the door of the classroom.

"We can finish this later…. On your lunch break." Kuukaku said leaning into kiss him again.

"No, we wont." Kisuke growled angrily grabbing Kuukaku firmly by the shoulder and pushing her forcefully from him.

"I need you to leave, please." He closed his eyes turning his back on her.

Kuukaku looked him over, feeling very foolish at that moment.

Kisuke listened to the clicking of her heels as she retreated from the room. He looked over his shoulder to see that she was gone. The bento was still there. He tucked his shirt in hurriedly hearing voices down the hall.

xxxxKisuke looked at the clock. Over an hour late. Then looked back and stared at Yoruichi's empty desk.

"Hiyori. Lisa. Do either of you know where Yoruichi is?"

"No, she didn't show up on the train today."

Kisuke remember the text from that morning. He excused himself from class and headed to the restroom.

Heading to school early! Please meet me.

"She came to school … early." He felt a nauseating, sinking feeling of despair weigh down upon him. "She couldn't have." he cupped his now pounding head in his hands. "No. No. No. No. NOOOO!" he shouted standing and punching the wall of the bathroom stall.

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The music was blaring, the acoustics of her huge bathroom made it nearly impossible to hear the torment sat in her bathtub, her head just peaking over the bubbles. The tear tracks were there but hidden behind the suds, though they weren't able to hide her red wet long purple locks draped carelessly over her face.. The dense tangle of emotions whirled in her head like a storm setting off pangs embarrassment, humiliation and regret and intense uncontrollable crying jags

She had come back home feigning a terrible pain in her stomach when it was actually just a bit higher than that. Yoruichi looked in such distressed anguish that Soi Fon had no qualms about her staying home from school that day.

And now she sat in a warm bath, crying as bitterness, regret and searing anger took turns with her emotions, and with her very heart.

"Yoruichi." Soi Fon whispered standing at the door of the bathroom, her back turned.

"Yes." Yoruichi said hoarsely.

"You should try to eat something."

"I'm not hungry."

Soi Fon still stood at the door back turned, her head was slumped forward.

"Was there something else, Soi Fon?"

"Ahh.. Yes….Your father would like to speak to you."

"Alright. I'll be right there."

Yoruichi didn't remember actually getting out of the bath or dressing, but here she was walking down the steps to the first floor, taking the long walk to her father's office on the bottom floor of the penthouse.

He was hardly ever there anyway and she still was never allowed in his office, so to be in there now was quite odd.

"Yes, father."

"About your vacation."

"Yes."

"I've decided you'll be coming to Greece."

"But you said-"

"I said I would think about it. I have and I've decided I want you in Greece. I have a few meetings but that will all be cleared up by the time school is over and then you can met us there."

Yoruichi cut her eyes to Soi Fon, who couldn't meet the icy gaze of her charge.

"Fine."

Her lack of fight had Mr. Shihouin and Soi Fon taken aback and they both looked at her.

"Is that all?" she asked, her voice flat.

"Y-yes."

"Good Night, father."

Yoruichi glided silently past Soi Fon who swallowed hard still not having the courage to look at her.

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Kisuke stood in the corner of the car watching the influx of riders. He saw Hiyori, Lisa, Isane.. But no Yoruichi.

Where is she?

Kisuke sat at his desk fumbling with papers. He texted fanatically, he didn't know if she was getting them or reading them but he had to keep trying.

"I can't believe it."

"I thought she was staying here this vacation, she called saying her father decided against it and is making her go to Greece and invited me along."

"Why did she invite you?"

"Because I'm her best friend."

"Well, so am I." Hiyori said angrily folding her arms.

"You and your folks are going to Hong Kong."

"You're so lucky." Isane swooned.

"I have to go sho-"

"Excuse me, Yadoumaru-san but did you say you're going to Greece?"

"Oh, Urahara-sensei.. Ah, yeah, Yoru- Shihouin-san invited me. Two months in Greece with her and her family is gonna be so cool."

She continued on but Kisuke couldn't hear her.

He was planning, hoping that they would be able to spend that time together and even now that she thought he was dating Kuukaku he thought he could use that time to try to talk to her, convince her of the truth. But now...

He hadn't seen or talked to her in 2 days and had already lost 5 lbs. What about 2 months? It would kill him.

It was good though. Good it ended this way and not a dozen other ways that would have him fired, arrested or killed. But there was no way he could go back next semester with her being there and not touch her or have her.

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It was the last week of school before summer break. Yoruichi missed school for several days. But she couldn't stay gone forever. She sat silently at breakfast. She had done her best to clear the redness from her eyes but the lump in her throat wouldn't go away and no matter how she tried to turn it into anger for him it was only hurt and sadness.

I'm sooo stupid. How many other girls had he done the same thing to? Like he really wanted to spend time with me. I cant wait to get outta this stupid city.

"Yoruichi-sama... about your vacation."

"Forget it, Soi Fon, its fine. "

"Omaeda, may I get a ride to school?"

"Hmm?" he looked past the girl to Soi Fon who was just as surprised as he was. Omaeda scrambled to his feet.

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To be continued