I changed my mind on the Gigai thing, so just ignore that I said that in the last chapter. Oh yeah, and TeZukAbOchO, thank you for the review once more. I am sorry if I sorta made it sound stupid in anyway shape or form. I hope to read your stories soon! I also thank Crystalline Dream! I haven't thanked you enough lately and I am so glad that you gladly read and review my stories. HEHE! I made this chapter super long because you said you liked long chapters, and so, I must say…I am sorry it took me forever to write.

Also, I do not own Bleach…I wish I did though.

Chapter 2

Ooyuki, Anata. Hai, Omae.

The snow had stopped falling, leaving the sky clear and blue. Clouds were no where in site, and the sun was already starting to show that it would set behind the buildings in about two hours, maybe three hours tops. The roads were cleared from the excess snow by citizens, and now the city was becoming alive as if it usually would be.

At the Urahara Shouten, Jinta was out front swinging around a broom trying to see if he could slice a snowflake in half, while Tessai leaned against a pile of boxes with Ururu sitting on top of them. Each one of the boxes were freshly delivered when Kisuke was gone, and the threesome occupying the house decided to wait until Kisuke had come back to put them away since if they did put them away now, it would be so disorganized in the shouten that it would be hard to tell where he wanted everything anyway in the first place.

"He still has not returned? Where is that careless man?"

A black figure jumped across the roof and landed gracefully upon a gutter on the corner of the shouten. From the looks of it, it was defiantly Yoruichi who had spoken these words. Ururu turned her head towards the black cat, which was now pacing back and forth on the shingles. Ururu and the others had no point onto talking to the cat, since they had no social life with her. Kisuke pretty much was the one who paid attention to the cat who had traveled along the streets and buildings of Karakura. It was only normal for them to be like the way they were; they were practically brother and sister, Kisuke and Yoruichi.

Jinta on the other hand swung his broom around swooping snow into a swirl around him. When he had turned around half way he had caught a shadowy figure down the road. He fell to the ground, from his lack of balance, and pointed towards it.

"Kisuke-san is back!"

It was true he was back, but from this distance something was odd about him. Yoruichi noticed this when Jinta had pointed out his location. Kisuke looked like he was injured or barely alive by the way he was walking. He dragged his sandals against the pavement, making loud scratching sounds that brought goose bumps to your skin. As he got closer, no injuries were shown on his body, but little muffled moans and sighs were heard through the air.

"…"

Everyone fell silent as Kisuke came to their feet, and just went to his knees with a loud sigh. Yoruichi jumped down from the roof, and greeted Kisuke with a stern look upon her face.

"What is wrong? Are you hurt?"

For a bit it seemed Kisuke just sat there like he didn't hear the black cat before him talking. She knew he could hear perfectly fine, but why was he so depressed and worn down.

"Yoruichi, my friend, my dearest friend…"

Kisuke looked like he was about to cry and burst out in tears as he scooted closer to Yoruichi.

"What is it Kisuke?"

In about a millisecond, Yoruichi felt warm arms come around her small body. She began to feel a death hug squish her fragile bones as a cry came from Kisuke's mouth, screaming his problem into the winter air.

"I LOST MY HAT! THE LAST HAT THAT I HAD!"

From the looks of it, Yoruichi was literally of need of an anime vein throb. As fast as she was in the death hug came the sound of Kisuke in pain as she extended her sharp claws into his chest piercing his skin. Well, since his gi is really low cut, the claws did cut through his skin with ease without going through any fabric of any kind.

"Kisuke! You are really pathetic sometimes you know that?!?"

Yoruichi hopped out of his arms, putting her claws back into her little paws. With a few steps she had already left the four of them and gone inside in the warm heat. Jinta and Ururu ran towards Kisuke who was now getting to his regular height when he did stand up. His chest did show deep red marks, which had blood trickling down them a little at a time. Jinta and Ururu looked up at him, in concern for his health. He rubbed both of their heads ad muffled up their hair.

"Kisuke-san, are you alright? I mean we can always get you another hat."

Kisuke laughed and giggled. He looked down at little Ururu who looked so concerned in his personal problems. He knelt down and Ururu saw a whole new side of him. Without his hat, he had well groomed blonde hair, even if it looked like he had bed head, and also you could see his eyes, not like they usually are blocked by the shadow of the geta-booshi. In a way he looked not as mysterious as he usually would be, and in a way a little more mature.

"You see Ururu, when I lose a hat, they usually come back to me telling a story or bringing something new into my life."

He smiled, showing how much he really cared about Ururu, leaving a comforting feeling. For a second, a gust of wind blew his hair into his face, and his eyes drifted off with the current of the wind. He seemed like he sensed something, or the wind was telling him a secret that he had to hear. When he had gained focus again, he looked at Ururu one more time, and he gave a small gently grin as he began to speak.

"I believe this time, I will get something special."

Ururu noticed his face and eyes were drifting off into deep thought. What was he thinking about? Where was his mind taking him? He stood up to his full height and looked up to the sky. He saw dark clouds rolling in, and he sighed as he knew more snow would be coming. Facing forward, he had began to walk into his shouten, to continue his duties as the shihainin, which meant that he needed the newly arrived boxes to be put into the shouten before they get wet from snow. He didn't want good soul society merchandise to go to waste when he lived off the money he would be receiving, so he could buy a million extra booshis, and maybe some more expensive and elegant milk for Yoruichi since he only bought the cheap stuff the way business was going now a days.

"Jinta! Ururu! Tessai! Come to your captain!"

Kisuke, in his usual silly mood, stood straight up like he was a military captain with his chest out. He put his cane over his head, to show a salute to his commanding soldiers. Each one of the three stood before him, and waited for their command. Kisuke looked at their faces, and just pointed to the boxes piled high before the garage looking door that went into the shop.

"I want you to pack these boxes in the back, and make sure that they are in no organized order what-so-ever."

Everyone looked at him like he was crazy. Not organized, why would he want that?

"Who ever can get the most boxes in before the sunsets gets to have whatever they want for dinner? Also, since it is officially game night, and for the last couple of weeks, Yoruichi keeps on choosing onigokko, I will let the winner choose whatever game they may like. Even a simple game of jaken."

Kisuke only set this game for Jinta and Ururu mostly, since he already knew that Tessai was a grown man, and he wasn't the type to fool around in competition. Or maybe he was, Tessai was even more mysterious than Kisuke was, but in the end, it was still fun putting up games like this since the work gone done faster, and he just loved messing with people anyway.

In his ready position, he had pulled his fan out of his sleeve, and flung it open with a flick of his wrist. A white snowflake came gracefully tumbling down, and before it could even get close to the ground, a gust of wind blew it back up into a wind current. This was caused by Kisuke swinging his fan with as much force as he could conjure into this readying signal.

"IKIMASU!"

And with that, Jinta had already darted towards the boxes, and he was the first one to bring one in. It was a small one, and after him Ururu carried something even smaller. Kisuke watched in delight behind his fan, hiding a sneaky grin he always gave when he did these kinds of things. Tessai was the last one to pick up boxes, and he was the first to bring in the heaviest boxes of all. About a few minutes had passed and more than half of the pile had been brought in.

Kisuke was sitting inside watching every one of them coming in with a freshly closed box from the soul society. Each one was a bit different in size, showing a few stickers and stamps of 'fragile' and 'don't stack' signs. On his little mat, Kisuke began sipping tea, while holding a check list of his new arrivals. He counted the number of things he had ordered.

"Let's see…well, it says right here that I would have 24 boxes delivered to my shouten on this date."

Peeking up from under his blonde bangs he saw that each and every worker of his were already done, and Jinta had already been showing off his muscles on his arms, telling the other two that he was the one who brought in the most boxes.

"Kisuke-san! Who won?"

From his slouched position, he looked up with a confused expression on his face. He forgot about the game he had set up, that he never really counted how many boxes were brought in, or who brought in the most. With quick thinking he had thought up a solution.

"There is a second part."

He raised his fingers holding two straight towards the ceiling. He smiled as he began to giggle.

"I want the three of you to organize my boxes now, and put all them into categories. In one pile I want things that need to be in stock immediately, which would be soul candy, and gigai items. Then in the second pile, I want items that need to be in reach just in case. Third pile I want storage items, like extra items we might need if we get a rush order or a large order at anytime. Last but not least, I want you to put the wrong address, or unknown items last. Also, there should be at least 24 boxes in all, and I am counting on you to count each one."

They all nodded in unison, and Kisuke snapped his fingers for them to begin. Loud scratching feet were heard against his polished floors, but he really didn't care anyway. He stood to his feet, and kicked off his sandals, letting them sit before the opening of the shouten. He had a soul society news paper in his left hand and a kettle of tea in his right. From the looks of it he was going to go read the paper, but the truth was he just wanted to take a nap, and so he just popped the paper on the floor and let it sit there.

He scrapped his feet down the hallway as he passed three doors coming to the fourth door, and opening it with a swoosh. In front of him there was his room, just the way he left it.

"The three of them should be done soon…but I am so tired…ugg…"

From this point, he took off his green forest jacket, and piled it in another pile of clothes in the corner. With a loud yawn and his arm stretching is a large direction he slouched onto his bed moaning into his sheets. His position made him look like a worm crawling against the ground, as his back was put into the air but straightened out as he scooted up towards the pillows.

Yawning once more he cuddled up to a pillow and placed his head on it, starting to already feel comfy on his feather bed.

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"Tessai, look I put them all in perfect order."

Jinta pointed to his stack and showed off proudly as Ururu was putting her last box in a pile. With a slouched figure she walked towards Tessai and sighed.

"Jinta, you did very well, but Ururu was more careful with the merchandise. You practically threw the boxes down. You know how much it would cost you to repay for some of the merchandise you could have broken?"

Jinta huffed and looked towards Ururu who was now just looking off into the distance, staring at the door at the end of the very slim storage room. It was quiet outside the door, but it felt like if she exited out of it, something would pop out at her.

"Ururu, what is the matter?"

She flipped back her head, and in the sharp twist, she accidentally hit Jinta in the head with her pigtails, setting him off with immense anger. He grabbed her hair and pulled at it as usual and soon was just pried off my Tessai, who was literally getting tired of all their fighting.

"Will you two ever get along?"

Jinta huffed and he ran off into the main room of the shouten to see that it was about closing time. He ran up towards the front of the store, and tripped over Kisuke's sandals, but soon slid the door closed, and turned around to see Ururu and Tessai walking down the hallway.

"Hey! Don't forget about me!"

Jinta ran down the hallway screaming and yelling at the two, but soon was stopped as Tessai covered his mouth and pulled him up in the air. He whispered to Jinta, trying to calm him down.

"Jinta, Kisuke-san is sleeping. Be quiet. Understood?"

Lowering him towards the ground, Jinta nodded and sighed as he closed the door behind him to his room. Inside he saw Ururu sitting in a corner, seeming as if she was sulking because she had whacked Jinta in the head with her pig tails. The little red headed, or orange haired, whatever you prefer, boy walked over to Ururu, and just stood there, staring at her.

"I am sorry…I…um…"

"YOU BETTER BE SORRY!"

Jinta grabbed at her hair once more, while she kicked and screamed for him to stop. But, all this ended as in about ten seconds time, Jinta was carried by Tessai out of the room and thrown into the 'punishment/time out room' or as known as, by people who don't really live there, and aren't use to the names and such of rooms, would gladly call it…

"Tessai! Don't put me in the freezer again! This thing might be big, but..."

The door slammed shut, and Tessai sighed as he could see Jinta's spiked up hair appear in the little window as he jumped up and down to get Tessai's attention. The term 'cooling off' was used to the extreme in this house/shouten, and Tessai practically invented this. Throwing Jinta into the ice box when he knew he should have been quiet or done his chores and had gotten so loud and bossy that he had to be thrown in there.

In the first place, Tessai had begun to use this ice box for a better use now, since the group of four never really used any cold products, or had products that needed to be in cold air. All they kept in the freezer was just boxes of ice cream, and sometimes popsicles, but that was all used in the summer time, and besides if anyone even touched Kisuke's favorite popsicle and ice cream, it would be emotional break down for him, and everyone would be seeing how pathetic he really could be when it came to his favorite things going missing. Which, soon everyone learned that he had kept a checklist of the flavors, and checked them at least every day in the summer to see if anyone stole them or ate half of it or something like that.

On the other hand, Tessai had heard Jinta's muffled voice and bagging starting to slow down as he never continued to jump up and down. But to his surprise he had seen little Ururu looking from behind him at the window, just staring as Jinta jumped one more time and hung onto the end of the outline of the window. He put his face up to the window and smudged it against it smearing spit and grease everywhere, making the window look poorly clean and disgusting. Along with all of this, he had begun to make faces at Ururu showing his tongue and many other faces that surprised them both.

"I was really sorry…I didn't…"

Tessai patted her head, and just said that it wasn't any problem at all that Jinta just had a hot head, and he just liked yelling at her to feel big and superior even though he was three years younger than her. In the end, Ururu was never really capable of standing up to Jinta no matter how hard she tried and she always ran to Kisuke or Tessai for her help, or just blamed everything on herself when something horrible happened so that Jinta wouldn't yell at her for thinking different.

She had turned around and walked towards her room that she shared with Jinta, and climbed up to a window and saw the snow falling in mass amounts once more. It had never snowed this much in the winter, and it sometimes made her wonder why it was snowing so much this time around. In a way she enjoyed it, but it was becoming strange and un normal for this to happen, and even now the weather people couldn't even predict it.

"But Kisuke-san likes the snow, so there is no problem with that is there?"

A little gust of wind blew into her face, as she noticed that she had opened the window to catch the flakes. It was cold, and the temperature was dropping below zero now, and no one was outside of their abodes without at least ten pairs of clothing on their skin. In the distance she could see Yoruichi jumping upon the fence, and sitting on a little post watching the people walk by. It was weird to have her around, and it was quite a surprise to have her here today. Yoruichi usually was doing something and never really visited them that much, but Ururu guessed that since it was the holidays, Yoruichi decided to be nice and stay for the festive fun.

One the other hand, Tessai had let out Jinta from his cooling station, and dragged him into his room and plopping him onto the bed. Ururu had closed the window by this time and was jumping down onto the floor and towards her bed as well. Jinta had sat there for a bit, but he just plopped off to sleep and so did Ururu. Even Tessai had left for his room, wanting sleep. It was also unusual for everyone to be sleeping, but they always needed a good nap once in a while since they always worked all day, and never really got any rest.

Yoruichi sat upon the fence and stared off into the distance still noticing the many ghosts that were appearing. Many were happy traveling around without a care in their mind as no one had noticed them, but Yoruichi knew they were in danger. There was a sense of extreme heavy soul pressure off into the distance, and it seemed to be growing with ever second. It was the growing presence of a hollow, and even though it seemed as if it was far off into the distance, she knew that it would be heading for Kurakara soon, and the possibility that a soul reaper would be around to kill it off would be a very slim chance. Yoruichi turned around on the fence post, and jumped to the next one as she noticed the difference in the air. Looking around she, stared up into the sky.

"The snow has stopped…"

Umm, well this is a horrible ending I know. I couldn't really think of one, because I just wanted to continue the chapter, and that is why this is so long. Practically this is the longest chapter I have ever written in all my years of writing fanfictions. It surprises me that I actually got over 3,500 words this time! Anyway, I expect to update this story at least every week and half or something like that. I will try to get some of it done over the summer since but I doubt I will be able to. Or I might be. I don't know.

Translations –

Ooyuki, anata. Hai, omae.- It is two sentences. First sentence says 'heavy snow, my love'. Second on says, 'yes, my love.' Anata, which means my love, a female would say, while a male would say omae.

Shihainin– manager

Onigokko – tag, which a game Yoruichi has never been beaten at

Jaken – Rock paper scissors

Ikimasu – go

Geta-booshi – I found the real definition. It is actually hat and clogs. Geta means clogs, and booshi means hat. So sorry for that mistake in the last chapter.