Disclaimer: Seriously, if I owned any of theses characters, I'd be shopping for a nicer apartment or something…. Maybe rent a room in Bill Gates' house.
Chapter Two: (Insert Name When Done)
The next morning, Ichigo woke from his Goddess filled dreams. He opened his eyes to see the person he dreamt about sleeping right across from him. He quickly got out of the futon, his back up against the wall. His eyes study the woman before him, and then he quickly noticed that she wasn't wearing any pants. Not that I'm complainin', he thought.
Moments after, Yoruichi awoke, yawned, stretched and looked over at Ichigo, and smile on her face. "Well, good morning to the both of you."
Ichigo raised an eyebrow. "Both?"
Yoruichi pointed down towards his mid section. He looked and saw that he was erect. Blushing furiously, he grabbed a pillow and covered himself up.
"I-it's morning alright. It's normal." He said looking away from her.
Yoruichi chuckled. "Hehe, there's nothing to be embarrassed about, Ichigo. And its nothing new to me, I have seen you naked after all. Remember?"
Ichigo remembered their bath in the hot spring in the training room under Sokyoku Hill. "Vaguely…." He said. "Anyway, why were you next to me? And why aren't you wearing any pants?!"
Yoruichi sat up, crossing her legs. "What? I get lonely at night…And the pants… It gets hot too. And I don't see a air conditioning in here…" She looked around the room.
"Well you should tell people of you sleeping patterns…" He said.
Yoruichi stood up. "Well, shower time." She started taking of her shirt.
Ichigo threw an arm in front of his face, as to cover his eyes. "Do you really need to do that in front of me?!"
Yoruichi chuckled again, and Ichigo felt the shirt land on his head. "Still the big prude, aren't ya. A beautiful women stripping in front of you and you avert your eyes? Tsk…"
Ichigo took a quick glance from under the shirt and eyed the woman before him. Given her lustful curves and youthful looks, if Ichigo hadn't known who she was, he never would have guessed her being a few centuries old. He gulped, taking in the site before him. Man…I would give my left nut just to be with her, he thought, giving thanks that Shinigami couldn't read minds….Or could they? Yoruichi's face appeared right infront of the slit between Ichigo's arm and the shirt.
"See something you like, handsome?" she said, looking at him in the eye, a big smile on her face.
Ichigo pulled the shirt to hide his surprise and blush. "I-I dunno what your talking about! I did-didn't see anything."
Yoruichi put her hands to her naked hips. "Right, and Soi Fon doesn't have the hots for me. You don't have to be embarrassed at peeking Ichigo. Again, perfectly normal for a guy your age…I would encourage it. Anyway, I need a shower."
"T-towels are under the sink…"
"Okie dokie."
Ichigo waited till he heard the door close behind him and the shower start to run before he took the shirt from his head. He looked around the room and spotted Yoruichi's jeans at the foot of his bed, and he underwear on the futon. He went around collecting the clothing and stopped at the underwear. He picked them up delicately with two fingers.
"So….small…Yet they stretch…hmmm." He then tested the garments various ways of flexibility. Kon poked his head from the drawer which he had been in since the pervious night. Stretching , he gave as much a look of contempt as a stuffed animal can give.
"And you called me a pervert…."
Ichigo quickly looked over at the mod soul. "I'm not a perv like you! I was just…uhhh…just.. umm… Folding them. Yea! Folding them, see!." Ichigo looked down at the panties in his hands. How the hell do you fold these things?
"Right… And I-" Ichigo didn't hear the rest of Kon's rebuttal as he heard the usual sound of his father running up the stairs for his morning attack against his son. "Shit…"
He gathered all the clothes and stuffed them in the drawer along with Kon.
Ichigo's door burst open, Isshin Kurosaki mid way through a drop kick aimed at his son.
"GOOOOD MOOOORRRNNNINNNG, ICCCCHHHIIIGOOO!!!!"
Ichigo side stepped the attack and returned with an elbow to his fathers guy, flooring him.
"Cant you ever greet someone normally in the morning, old man?!"
Isshin grunted, propping himself up on his elbow. "You have grown strong ma' boy. I can finally rest knowing that you can protect the family."
Ichigo kicked his father in the ribs. "Don't talk as though your going to die right now."
Isshin attempted a kick at the fork in Ichigo's legs, which was stopped by Ichigo closing his legs. He pulled his father up by his collar and pulled a fist back ready to hit him when his bathroom door opened. Yoruichi stepped out with only a towel around her waist.
"Ahhh… what a refreshing bath."
Both of the men looked at the half naked woman, Isshin wearing a big smile on his face, Ichigo looking mortified.
Yoruichi looked back and waved at Ishhin, smiling. "Uhh… hi."
Ichigo had another word on his mind. Oh, Shit.
A/N: Well, there goes chapter 2 of Ichigo's voyage to (at least he might be trying) get Yoruichi. Isshin has found out about her. Read and review peoples. Thanks.
On another note, I noticed how I cant write for anything when I'm listening to rap, but let a good rock song come out and it just comes flowing out. So gimme some good music folks!