Title: It Happened One Night
Author: Shanyetta
Rating: Teen: some sensuality
Category: Romance/Action; UraharaXYoruichi
Summary: A story set during and after Urahara's escape from Soul Society and how his relationship with Yoruichi changed. (Does contain some minor spoilers from the recent Manga chapters #316-318.)
Disclaimer: Don't own them, wish I did…alas Kubo owns them.
Note: This story came to me one evening. I've always thought about Urahara's relationship with Yoruichi; and I thought what if he and Yoruichi were just best friends in Soul Society and what if a traumatic situation for both of them opens a door to something more? Hmmm? Anyway, enjoy.
Chapter 3:
They stood there in the rain for a while holding each other. The rain had become cold and thunder echoed through the sky. "Come on…" Yoruichi said softly, "I saw an abandoned building a block or so to the west." She grabbed the edge of his tattered captain's robe and walked out of the alley.
He let her pull him along feeling a little lighter than he had before. Her reitsu was bubbling again; he could feel her spirits lifting. Maybe, just maybe we can get through this.
The storm was getting worse and daylight was waning. They both seemed relieved when they rounded the next corner and saw the building standing before them.
The very abandoned looking building was sagging and leaning slightly to the right. Almost all of its windows were broken, most of the screens were torn, but the roof seemed sturdy enough. Another crash of thunder shook the sky as they made their way inside.
It was dark and musty. Water dripped on the floors and wind blew through the holes in the windows and screens, but it was a lot dryer than outside. They both set off to explore different corners of this new space. It had three rooms that split off of a larger great room.
Urahara drifted into one of the back rooms. The wind blew through a small hole near the top of one of the walls making a low howling sound. He surveyed the room. There was no furniture except for what appeared to be a mirror covered with a blanket. He pulled the blanket off to reveal that his prediction was right. He hadn't been ready for what was staring back at him. He sighed as a very gaunt, battered, bruised and bloody Urahara stared back at him. Look at yourself…you look like you've been through hell. Turning away from his image he noticed that this room was the driest place in this house. "Yori! It's pretty dry in here!"
She appeared in the doorway with two very dirty looking towels in her arms. She handed him one and they both began to dry themselves and try to eliminate the chill that had crept under their skin from the pouring rain.
Urahara watched her drying herself in the mirror, "Look at us…" he smiled, "We look like street urchins."
She moved in front of the mirror. He watched her take in her reflection and a smile graced her lips, "True, like old times…huh?"
He chuckled, "Back when we were children we never let our clothes get this tattered…" her laughter filled his ears; the bubbling of her reitsu had increased and it warmed him to feel it ripple around the room.
He heard Yoruichi take in a sharp breath. Urahara turned toward her quickly, "Are you alright?"
One of the straps of her top had ripped loose and she was busying herself with its repair, "Yeah, I'm okay…Damn clothes!" she growled, "I've never liked them, all they do is wear out and fall apart." Her nimble fingers were playing with the ends of the torn strap; he could sense her becoming frustrated. Maybe her hands were cold?
He grabbed the towel from her hands and let it fall on the ground and he gently took the torn garment in his hands and tried to knot them together. He could feel her watching him intently, her reitsu fluctuating in an unfamiliar way. He tied a delicate knot, patted her on the shoulder, and began to move his hands away, "There you go, Yoruichi-san." He felt her hand move slowly onto his to keep it on her shoulder, he looked from her hand to her eyes. Her eyes looked smoky and her reitsu was spinning around her in an erratic way.
She began to guide his hand lower, from her shoulder to her breast, on passed her waist and letting it rest on the upper part of her hip. He felt is heart start to beat rapidly in this fluid movement of his hand touching her soft skin. Her other hand had found its way around the back of his neck and was gently pulling him toward her.
He leaned closer to her as they both started breathing deeper. Their reitsu were deeping and mixing in the air around them. He smelled a sexy musk emanating from her body. He gripped her clothing at her hip and pulled her to him. Their bodies were pressed together; her warmth was seeping into his skin, her heartbeat thumped against his chest, her breathing sounded like soft purring in his hears.
Neither said a word as they inched closer to each other. Her breath fell on his lips, could this be happening? Their lips met softly, they moved against each other slowly and gently. He closed his eyes as their kiss began to deepen; lips parted and their tongues started to explore. He felt her reitsu overtaking him now. It had always had a passionate feel. Yoruichi was a very passionate person. It was public knowledge that she indulged herself in pleasurable things, but they had never even held hands. It had never been something he had given any thought to, making love to Yoruichi, his best friend. He could feel the heat rising between them as his hands moved up the bare skin on her back. She pulled away leaving him panting and aching for her. She seductively started to untie her sash from around her waist, here eyes were smoldering into his. Her reitsu danced around him, stroking him and joining with his own.
He removed his captain's robe and let it float to the ground as he moved toward her. She gasped as he yanked at the knot of her sash himself, his need evident. With her hands free, she untied his sash and moved her hands up his chest pushing the loosened fabric from his shoulders. He made quick work of the rest of her clothing as she did with his pants.
Standing there they looked at each other. The dim light of the room curved on her body and played of the water the glittered on her skin. Ironically, he had seen her nude before. She liked being naked, almost too much, but this time it was different. Last time he saw her this way she was his friend soaking in the hot spring of their secret training ground. This time she looked more beautiful and more fragile.
She crossed the distance between them and pulled him to her, crushing her lips against his. No clothing stood between them now and he was overtaken by the deepest urges he had ever felt. He opened his eyes as she moved her warmth away from him and toward the clothing that was lying on the floor. She laid down and motioned for him to join her. He kneeled in front of her, her eyes trailed his body and she licked her lips. He picked up his captain's robe and draped it over his shoulders and laid himself against her kissing her neck and face. She scratched her fingernails up and down his back sighing into his hair as his mouth discovered her breasts. He moved over her and they became one; not only their bodies, but their reitsu were sweeping over them, blanketing them in sweet warm sensation. He had never imagined this is what it would feel like. He had always been so involved with his research and training. Always wanting to discover new and fascinating things. He had never made time for any sort of physical experimentation of this sort. She purred beneath him, her legs wrapped around his waist. They moved together, kissing hot flesh, whispering names, and stroking soft skin. He felt as if he could have held her like that for eternity. They tangled together their reitsus shaking the foundation of the house as bliss overtook them.
The sun shined into the room onto the sleeping couple. Yoruichi was nestled against Urahara's side, her head resting on his chest. He watched her breathing softly against him; his hand was stroking her hair. A smile crept onto his face God she's beautiful, why did it take me so long to see her in this way? Do I love her?
His touch roused her and she opened her amber eyes to look into his. "Morning…Kisuke." She gave him a small kiss. "Looks like a nice day." She yawned and stretched sitting up, the captain robe falling from her shoulders revealing her beautiful chest.
"I love you…" he realized he had spoken his thought out loud when her eyes widened and laid her head back down to rest on his chest.
"Do you really mean that?" she spoke quietly into his chest. "I mean…a lot of men will say that after their first time with a woman." She looked at him as his face turned red.
How did she know this was his first time?
"Kisuke?" he turned his head and stared at them in the mirror; she straddled him and cupped his face with her hands, "Kisuke…I didn't mean to embarrass you." Her tone was playful and her reitsu bubbled against him.
He look up at her face, her position on him was starting to make his skin boil again, as he felt himself start to react to her body, "Yori…I- I do, I love you." He embraced her and pulled her close, "I think I always have. I just always kept myself so busy with my experiments I buried it inside me."
She laid her head against him, "Really…if you think about it, this is the first time you and I are free to do as we please with each other." The sent of her hair was intoxicating, "Fraternizing with a commoner wasn't acceptable for me in the academy, then you were my subordinate in my squad and after that it is frowned upon for Captains to have relationships." She kissed his chest and looked at him, "Last night when you were trying to mend my clothing I saw you in a way I had never seen you before. I looked at you and thought you love this man, Yoruichi. You really love him." Her told him she was being truthful, "You stood there dripping wet and looking like a drowned cat and I couldn't possibly resist the sensations to ravage you any longer."
"So…" his hands trailed up and down her back, "You've wanted to ravage me? For how long?" she grabbed the robe and whacked him in the head with it and her laughter filled the air. He wrestled around with her as they both laughed until they were out of breath. Her hair was lying around her head like a halo as he gazed down at her. "I think that I can be happy down here, Yori." He said as the light danced in his eyes.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, "Come here…" They fell again into each other's arms.