Disclaimer of all time: Seriously, I don't want you guys thinking I made up these characters on the spot and all that good stuff. Na-uh. I wish I did own Ichigo, Kon, Yourichi, Isshin, Kisuke(Oh man, do I wish I owned Kisuke Urahara.) or the rest of the Bleach gang. Except Rukia….And Byakuya(that family is kinda messed up)….And Uluquiora(No…Just no.)…. And Syalyzel(His release is a fairy.A FAIRY!!!)Oh yea…Forgot Kurotsuchi(The guy is just weird..Mircoscopic video bateria?Is he trying to watch Uryuu masturbate to that yaoi pr0n of Naruto?)So yea… ON WITH THE STORY!!!!

Chapter 4(Now with added lemon…Maybe.

Ichigos' mind raced the rest of his day about the kiss he shared with Yoruichi. What did it mean? She said it was just a kiss, and that wasn't just a kiss. Argh! This is so frustrating!

After school, he bid goodbye to his friends and processed to walk home. As he walked though the front door, his father came to greet him with the usual surprise attack, this time a patented Chuck Norris round-house kick.

"WELCOME HOME ICHIGO!!!!" He said, an unusual grin on his face. His kick connected with Ichigo's right side. Ichigo fell to the floor, his father looking down on him with a quizzical look on his face. "You alright, son? Your old man too much for you now?"

Ichigo got up, leaving his bag on the floor, and head upstairs. "No…I… am fine." He opened the door to his room and noticed that Yoruichi wasn't there. He could hear his father asking the poster of his late mother for advice about what to do with their son. Wish I could ask a poster about women and get an answer to it.

Ichigo flopped down onto his bed, staring at the ceiling. I wonder where she went…

Soon after he heard a tapping on the window and looked up and saw a black cat sitting out on the windows sill. Getting up, he made his way over to the window and opened it. He picked the cat up by the scruff of the neck.

"Did you just jump up here, Yoruichi?"

The cat chuckled. "Since when did you handle a woman like this Ichigo? And to answer your question, yes I did. I don't really see the problem with it."

Ichigo blinked. "You don't see a problem? Well I do. What kinda cat can jump two stories? What if someone say you?"

"Well I think that they'd be more worried about a boy with orange hair conversing with a cat he's holding by the scruff of its neck on a window sill."

Ichigo sighed, and threw Yoruichi onto his bed. "Just don't do anything stupid like that again. I have enough problems with a psychotic father trying to kill his son a daily basis."

Yoruichi nodded, curling herself up on his bed. "What ever you say."

Ichigo laid himself back on the bed, facing away from the cat. "So where'd you get off to?"

"You now, here and there. Took care of a couple of hollows for you."

"You didn't have to do that. I would have gotten to them eventually." Am I so absorb in my problems with her that I can even sense a few hollows?

"No, no. It was my pleasure. Consider it a thank you for that kiss you gave me today. That was really something else."

Ichigo's face flushed, he being happy that he was facing away from her. "Yea. Thank you, I guess."

Yoruichi got up and crawled onto his side and situated herself there. "What's wrong, Ichigo? You seem…preoccupied. If its about that kiss, think nothing of it. It was just that, a kiss."

Ichigo stared straight ahead. "If it was just that, then why'd you do it?...Not that I care really."

If a cat could shrug, Ichigo was sure she would have. "The boy asked for it, and I just wanted to keep my act up. And I thought it would be nice for you too."

"Well then… If your going to do something like that, at least warn me."

Yoruichi chuckled. "Why? And ruin the moment. The best things in life are always the unexpected ones."

"Well…."

Well…?" Yoruichi asked.

"Nothing." Ichigo rolled onto his stomach, causing Yoruichi to fall to the floor.

Yoruichi looked up and caught his eye for a moment before he turned away. She jumped up onto his back. "What's crawled up your butt and laid eggs?"

Ichigo abruptly sat up, the cat latching onto his shoulder. He reached over and picked her up by the next and looked her straight in the eye. "You…" He dropped her on onto the floor and went over to the closet and brought out the futon, Kon on an upper shelf sleeping, a snot bubble blowing in his nose. He set it up and flopped down on it. "G'night, Yoruichi."

She looked over the bed down at him. "What? Its only seven thirty." She jumped downa and lightly landed on his chest. "There is still so much to do."

Ichigo looked at her. "Like what? Its seven thirty on a school night."

Yoruichi looked up. "Oh I don't know." There was a poof, and Yoruichi laid naked on top of Ichigo. She moved over and whispered in his ear, "Why don't we pick up where we left off this afternoon?"

Ichigo stood ridged, his face redder than a beet. "N-no." He looked down and peaked her cleavage, and a bead of blood dropped from his nose.

Yoruichi looked at him and chuckled. "Hehe, you mouth says one thing, but your eyes, nose, and.." She poked down. "Say differently. It's alright Ichigo, I wont tell." A smile came to her lips.

What the hell do I do now?

A/N-Ok so this is the second draft for this chapter, the other one had the lemon in it. I didn't know which to put up and decided that it sucked. I let a few friends read it and they well….Lets just say I have really nice friends. But yea, I bring you the crappier version of chapter 4. If I get enough reviews and request for the lemon, Ill take some time off and try and make a decent one. But yea, with these reviews, you guys are too nice. Tell me my stories crap if you want to, it might help me to make my work better.

PS-Well, I guess I have to dedicate this Chapter to Jiraiya AKA The Ero-Sennin. May he rest in peace. And thank you for disproving my theory that perverts don't live forever.