Who Cares?
Chapter 1 Yoru-chan knows best
To Yoruichi, being in Soul Society meant various things. Usually it meant that something bad was happening, because she tried to stay in the human world under all circumstances. Sometimes it meant she had people to see, and by people, she meant Soi Fong or one of the taichou.
But in this case, she was in Soul Society for both of those reasons. Something bad was indeed happening and she needed to speak to the person who caused the problem.
Yoruichi would normally consider seeing her younger sister as a joy; anyone as entertaining as cute little Reiko could bring a smile to even Shiro-kun's face. Which she had indeed done; Rei-chan had a crush on Shiro-kun for about two years and did her very best to do something about it, but being ten put up unintentional boundaries.
She had gotten the news the week before from Soi Fong about how cute little Rei-chan was being what the Shihouin House liked to call promiscuous. And at first, Yoruichi was confused. How could cute little Rei-chan be promiscuous?
Well, cute little Rei-chan was no longer a 10 year old looking/acting girl. She was a late teenager, Yoruichi would say, being a "couple" of years older than the Kurosaki boy.
And according to Soi Fong, Reiko was Yoruichi's splitting image, give or take a few differences. Not only had Reiko been blessed with a few more inches than Yoruichi, but her hair was the color of coal.
From Soi Fong's description, Yoruichi could gather a few pieces of information.
One: her little sister was a hell-raiser.
Two: she was quite the looker.
Three: she was sneaky, and one of Soi Fong's best covert ops soldiers.
Four: she liked to make jokes and do things the House didn't approve of.
Five: she adored her sister for being a spitfire.
Six: Reiko and Yoruichi had a lot in common.
So really, it was no surprise that the younger daughter of the Shihouin House was being threatened in the same fashion Yoruichi was, when she disgraced the family by helping Uruhara out.
Yoruichi snickered to herself as she walked into Seireitei. Who would have thought that the people who kicked her out would call for her help when the promising youngster turned into a young adult with other things on her mind aside from family pride?
Yoruichi snickered, family pride, what a laugh.
It was late night when Yoruichi made it to Shihouin House. The entrance was the same way it appeared about 100 years back, with the added affect of three gate-keepers.
They let Yoruichi pass immediately with a mumbled, "Welcome Yoruichi-sama."
About a half-hour later Yoruichi turned up empty handed and could not find any one for the life of her. She decided that if the house that needed her help so much wouldn't even welcome her properly, then she wouldn't help at all.
She got back to the gate in time to hear the keepers talking about how 'Reiko-sama had run off to some party in Seireitei, completely ignoring her family's request that she attend a formal dinner for the Four Noble Families of Soul Society,'
Yoruichi laughed to herself and headed to the second division building to speak to Soi Fong.
Reiko and her fellow covert ops soldiers had earlier returned from a little mission. It was a little mission revolving around Aizen-taichou and his horde of cronies, and they had gathered some information necessary to the Gotei 13.
They felt accomplished. Accomplished enough to pull Reiko from a family obligation, so she could drink and party with them. Or so Reiko told herself, so she wouldn't feel bad about completely ditching her family.
Not that she felt bad. Who'd want to sit in a room with a bunk of self-indulging jerks that have sticks up their asses? Reiko knew that she didn't like sitting in rooms with a bunks of self-indulging jerks that have sticks up their asses.
The second division covert ops found what they liked to call a 'baa.' It had a few people drinking, a live band, and a dance floor, so they figured it was as good as any place to have some fun.
And apparently, they weren't the only people who found the bar to be a prime hangout location. An hour and a half into the covert op hang-out, a whole bunch of other shinigami rolled in.
Reiko was minding her own business when the other shinigami entered the bar. There was a drink in her left hand and the right was waving over her head as she swayed to the slightly out of tune music from the band.
The male shinigami who strolled into the bar were momentarily taken aback. There was a very attractive, and what looked to be slightly tipsy, noble girl in what was her covert ops get-up.
Unlike the normal attire for the covert ops unit, Reiko had on a pair of form-fitting black pants and a black tank that was torn in the center, revealing a little too much of her bust. And her long black hair was loose from its normal low ponytail.
The band changed songs to something more upbeat.
Reiko took the last swig of her drink and ran up to the bar to drag her division partner to the dance floor.
"Ibisu-chan!!! Let's go!" Reiko practically screamed; she was trying to make up for the noisy environment.
But Ibisu was right next to Reiko, so she winced at the yelling in her ear. "Alright, hold on." Ibisu took off some layers of her uniform until she was down to what Reiko had on.
By the time she got the mask off, Reiko was dragging her to the dance floor.
So the two young women danced around; movements slightly sloppy due to the alcohol.
And eventually the floor filled with people to the point that it became a sea of gyrating shinigami bodies.
Reiko had relocated herself when Hisagi stole Ibisu away from her to dance. She was back at the bar talking to Yumichika about being pretty, while winking at Ikkaku because when she was drunk she found him to be brutally attractive.
Reiko pouted at Ikkaku and asked again, "Will you please dance with me?" She refilled her sake cup.
And Ikkaku gave her a negative answer again, "No can do Reiko-san. You're off limits."
This confused Reiko for a good three seconds until she ignored the comment completely and went back to chatting with Yumichika, while blatantly rubbing her thigh against Ikkaku's.
"Well, I think you'd look better with a more masculine haircut Yumichika-chan! You're too pretty. You could be a girl!"
"Yumichika is a girl, Reiko-san," replied a voice.
Reiko squealed and turned around to launch herself into Renji Abarai's arms. "Long time no see, Abarai-kun," she purred, hands digging into his hair.
Ikkaku che'ed behind them, knowing that this was going to happen in the first place. He always came second to Renji when women were involved.
"You saw me last week Reiko-san," Renji replied, pulling Reiko's sake cup from her grasp and taking a drink from it. "And I think ya should stop drinkin'."
Reiko frowned at her loss, and then a sly smirk crossed her face. "I'll stop drinking if you dance with me," she said in a singsong voice.
Renji didn't like to dance and she knew that. "How 'bout ya stop drinkin' and dancin'?"
Reiko shook her head. "Nope. We're dancing." With that said, Reiko dragged Renji and his drink to the throng of bodies.
For someone who complained about how he didn't like to dance, Renji was surprisingly good at it. He had no problem keeping up with Reiko, all the while making sure he didn't spill his drink on someone.
It was about two in the morning when Renji bowed out from the dance floor. He was about six drinks too smashed and he could have sworn that Yumichika's male-friend was eying him in a curious way.
So Renji and Reiko left the steadily depleting dance floor and headed to the bar once again.
Ikkaku's head was on the counter and Hisagi was drawing a face on the back of his bald head. Yumichika was watching from the side, muttering about how the eyes should have sooty eyelashes. Ibisu, too, was out for the night on the counter.
"It's about time you two stopped dancing," Hisagi said, looking at them from the corner of his eyes.
They were back to what they always did when they were both drunk and in the same area. They were flirting with each other obnoxiously.
Reiko was batting her eyelashes and curving her body to garner Renji's attention, though she already had it. Renji was pawing at Reiko; one moment his hands would be on her thighs, then in her hair, then laced with her hands.
Renji was nuzzling Reiko's neck when the doors to the bar swung open and slammed into the walls, creating a startling smacking sound.
In came both Yoruichi and Soi Fong, who had been notified that certain members of the second division were not conducting themselves properly.
In a flash Yoruichi's eyes found her sister in a compromising situation with Abarai-kun and it all made sense. If Reiko did that with as many guys as the Shihouin House made it out to be (a new one every night, what she thought to be an exaggeration, but now was considering), she could understand where the promiscuous came from.
Yoruichi walked up to the sister she had not seen in about 100 years and tapped on her shoulder, while Soi Fong ran around the bar telling her soldiers to go home because they had to work about six hours from then.
Reiko ignored the tap on her shoulder and continued to indulge the fukutaichou's wandering hands.
There was a cough and then a "Rei-chan!"
Renji looked up to see who it was first and gasped in shock. Yoruichi looked like she was going to kick his ass.
"Abarai, you make it hard for me to like you."