I am a very slow writer, so this story might turn out longer then I expected, but that is okay. I know you people will like it and I am sorry if the story is not that exciting right now, but it will, trust me. And by the way, for you YoruXUra lovers out there, there isn't going to be any of that in this. Sorry, but I picture them as sort a brother sister kind of relationship.

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach in any way. If I did Kisuke would have not been banned from the Soul Society and Mayuri would burn in…a giant pot of lava!

Chapter 4

Toritsuki

The night passed, leaving the town drowned in light once more as the snow made everything shine, leaving beautiful colors everywhere. Hours into the morning, the sun became brighter; waking everyone in the town, who began their day as if everyday before it. Nothing new and nothing had changed. Well, not everyone.

To tell the truth, the shouten was as far from a normal morning as it could get. The morning did start off good, but as Jinta and Ururu became more curious about why the guest room (that was never used) was closed off, showing that it seemed that someone was in there. At first Ururu was suspecting it was Yoruichi but Jinta, being his self, corrected her with his fist grinding against her head while saying that Yoruichi never stays over, for she always had somewhere else to go.

"Look, Ururu, tell me this. Yoruichi never stays over right? So who is in there?" Jinta pointed his little finger at the rice paper door. It was silent and Ururu looked up at Jinta, stuttering her words as she tried to think up an answer that he would accept. She knew that whatever she said, he wouldn't take as a good answer, so she just didn't answer. Bad choice. Jinta became impatient and began to do his grinding fist thing to her again, getting through her head his so called 'right answer'. "Well, Ururu! Isn't it obvious! It's a wo-"

He was immediately cut off by his collar of his shirt getting tugged by Tessai. Jinta could feel Tessai's stern eyes looking down at him, showing that Jinta was defiantly doing something wrong. "As of yesterday, please Jinta, would you just be quiet for a day or so?" It was quite unusual for Tessai to talk to Jinta in such a polite manner, so it became even more suspicious about the room, since well it proved that he knew something. Jinta crossed his arms across his chest, and huffed at Tessai. His sneakers hit the ground again, and he walked past Ururu and into the next room, closing the door furiously behind him.

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On another note, our dear Yukino lay on her futon on the verge of waking as she soon heard the sound of a door being shut furiously. She groaned in annoyance as she did want to sleep longer and she cursed under her breath as she knew that it was some idiot from Fourth Company acting pissed off because he was getting picked on by someone from Eleventh Company probably. It wasn't unusual for her to be woken up this way, but you know, you got to do what you got to do. So with that said, with a really cranky attitude, she rose from her slumber and sat straight up to only be greeted by a sickening pain in her abdomen.

"What did I eat last night?" She rubbed her stomach, too tired to even notice that she was bandaged up for the deep wound that was planted on her by the hollow from the previous day. Without a care in the world, she looked to her right to see a nicely staked pile of clothes for her to dress in. Nothing went through her mind as they seemed almost too contently placed right there, but in any case, she began to dress, rubbing the sleep from her eyes as she did so.

With long yawn, she stretched her arms behind her and heard her shoulder blades begin to crack. Twisting her back around, and titling her head from side to side, she got all the discomforting aches out of her body, and began to head towards the rice paper door to begin her day. She did not expect anything out of the ordinary, but to her surprise when she opened her door, she soon saw a wall about four feet in front of her. "When did…where? What?" As she became even more confused, she walked up to the wall and tapped on it, noticing it was a real wall, and not some prank some other soul reaper was playing on her.

"Okay, that is a little odd; I guess I never noticed that before or something." She soon forgot about it as she turned to her side, and walked down the hard wood floored hallway, yawning once more as it seemed she was still a little tired. But as she seemed to think she was walking down her usually hallway she would walk down, in any case she didn't even give a care that her eyes were closed showing that she knew where she was heading. Straight into another wall.

Yes, right into a wall you heard me. In a way it was a little funny, but she became a little mad at the fact that she was now being tricked into thinking she was in a different place rather than the soul society. Yukino rubbed her forehead and nose as she began to notice something that was a bit different. Looking to her right, she could hear foot steps coming slowly down the hallway, and suddenly she saw a large shadow appear on the floor that began to grow in size. Feet appeared before her, and she heard a low manly voice begin to speak. "Hello, you must be our new guest."

Yukino looked up to see that the man was about twice her size, and probably could throw her about ten feet across the room without even breaking a sweat. She also noticed that he had an apron on that had kanji placed at the middle, and that he wore glasses that gleamed in the sunlight. Now, I tell you what would you do if you suddenly woke up in some place you never have seen before in your life, and then suddenly a giant man about twice your size appeared before you and greeted you like nothing happened?

Scream. Yukino screamed like she was being kidnapped by the guy, and soon began to run past him, heading straight towards the closest door she could get to. Grabbing the handle she turned it and ran into the room only to bump into something, which began to fall as it became off balance. Yukino gripped onto the clothing of the figure, and feel down with it, landing with a loud thump. It was a bit of a silence as she began to feel around to notice that the figure was yet another man, and she looked up to see someone with blonde hair (that was quite un-brushed) who was rubbing the back of his head from a hard contact with the floor.

"Owe, now that was an odd wake up call." Yukino heard his voice, and soon began to notice that she was still gripping onto to him like some girl clinging onto her boyfriend during a scary movie. It ran through her head that this was a little embarrassing, and as quick as she could, she sat up and apologized to the man as politely as she could. She kept her head sloped down as she tried to hide the blush on her face, that was consuming her cheeks making them seem like she had some major sunburn.

"See, Ururu, I told you so." A small and annoying voice was heard at the front of the opening of the door, and Yukino shifted her eyes towards two small figures. One was a timid little girl with black pigtails, and the other was a boy, maybe a little younger then the girl, who had red hair spiked up in three different directions.

"Well, I see you met everyone." Yukino looked up to see that the man had risen to a sitting up position, and was stretching his arms way up in the air as if he just got up. As he began to put them down, he looked over to her, staring her in the eyes, which soon made Yukino blush again. He smiled a little and it made her blush even more, showing that she was defiantly a little embarrassed to be stared at so tenderly by someone she just knocked off their feet. Clenching her fists she forced herself to look the man in the eyes, and saw his grayish eyes meet hers, which seemed to relax her a bit.

"Kisuke-san, I am sorry if I awoke you, but the miss here was scared of my appearance. I beg your forgiveness." The one called Kisuke looked up to the huge man twice the size of Yukino, and chuckled at his apology. "Tessai, no need for an apology. A girl her size, waking up in a place where she has no clue where she is, and seeing you would scare anyone." Not quite sure if that was an insult or not, Tessai thanked him, and watched as Kisuke rose to his feet as well as Yukino. There was a dead silence as the two men left the room, and stopped at the door opening. Kisuke looked back at Yukino, and began to speak in a calm yet eager voice, "Are you just going to stand there? Come on." He raised his hand and waved it towards him, and Yukino nodded and followed right behind the four of them.

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The story was explained to Yukino as to why she was here, in the shouten, with a huge guy, two little kids, and…Kisuke. (His name should) At this time, lunch was made, and it mostly consisted of onigiri and suupu with some ocha which were made by Ururu as quick and well as she could. It was served hot, and Yukino greatly thanked her as politely as possible.

Yukino sipped her ocha, and looked across from her to see Kisuke sitting in front of her with a notepad writing down something that struck her interest. "What are you doing. Urahara-san?" Leaning over, she tried to peer onto the notepad, but Kisuke flipped it away from her, teasing her a bit.

"I will tell you in a minute…oh yeah by the way, your hair is getting into your ocha." Kisuke pointed toward her long wavy blonde hair, and brushed it out of the way of dipping into the liquid. Looking down, Yukino saw his hand gently graze her hair out of the way, and she looked up again, slowly sitting back. "Arigatou, Urahara-san. I am such a ditzy klutz sometimes."

There was no reply from Kisuke, but yet, as he began to write he looked up and observed her up and down, and quite frankly it began to bother her. "What? What is it?!?"

There was a slight silence, but he soon replied, looking at his notepad once more, "I usually can tell this stuff, but what are your sizes?" Yukino froze in place, not knowing what to say towards the abrupt question. But, she soon just began to speak anyway for the sake of whatever he was writing down. I mean he did promise to let her see it right? "B-83 W-58, H-86. They are in centimeters."

Kisuke nodded as a reply, writing down the sizes, only to stop in the middle of it and stare at her again. Yukino questioned him with another what, but this time he just looked down at his paper once more. "Um…about those sizes…I would rather say they were maybe 82, 59, 84. Yeah that sounds right." Yukino blushed in response. Even though she barely knew him, and the fact she was a little embarrassed to tell her sizes to a complete stranger, she did indeed tell him the wrong sizes, and yet, he was able to notice right off the bat she was lying.

"Yukino, while I am doing this you can talk about yourself. I am actually quite interested into hearing about you." Kisuke looked up from his writing, and smiled such a sweet and gentle smile. She could feel a slight chill run down her spine, and her stomach began to feel like someone was tickling the inside of it gently. The only reason she thought she felt like that was maybe because of the fact that she was never really smiled to like that before, or some other reasons she rather not even mention in her thoughts.

Yukino looked cautiously at him, and began to fidget about, knowing that he was asking a lot of questions for just meeting her. It was a little, how would you say, rushed for her tell absolutely everything about her. Nothing came out of her mouth though, which gave Kisuke the feeling that she didn't trust him. There was just a dead silence around them, and even Tessai, Jinta and Ururu were gone, and it was only them in the eating area.

Kisuke sighed, and looked up to her with eyes of disappointment. "Yukino, I understand if you don't trust me, but I promise you, I am someone who wouldn't spread anything personal that you didn't want publicized. I am not that kind of person. I am the kind of person who would use it against you. I am known for wrecking peoples lives like that." He smiled smugly, and whipped out his white fan and slowly brushed slow winds against his face, making his hair flutter slightly.

Yukino smiled slightly, but soon just looked off in the distance, and actually began to drift off into sleep. She felt like she was going to collapse on the floor, but she soon felt Kisuke's hand grab onto her should gently. Her eyes shot open, and she immediately made eye contact. "You know what? You can tell me later. How about you go take a nap. You must be tired still from yesterdays event."

She nodded, agreeing to his suggestion. Slowly, she watched as he closed his notepad, and they both rose at the same time. Kisuke held up the notebook and soon reassured Yukino, that the information he wrote down in it will be put to good use so she shouldn't worry too much. So with that, he watched as she walked to her room, sliding the paper door closed.

"Wow…this place can get pretty lonely when you have no one in the same room with you." Kisuke whimpered, as he began to drag his feet along his wooden hallway to get working. As he trotted down the hallway, he swore that when he passed Yukino's room he could hear her falling over something, making a loud thump that echoed through the room. Sighing, he began to continue walking thinking about how that Yukino was an odd thing for his hat to pick up, knowing that she was defiantly one of the world's biggest klutzes. But hey, he thought that was sort of cute.

"Hn, I might fall for her. I wouldn't mind that." He grinned slightly at his sentence, knowing at this rate, it would be quite possible, but that was just a thought anyway. Arriving at his door, he opened it slightly, and walked in slowly closing it behind him. Silence ran over the shouten once more.

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Yukino winced her eyes open a little, and sat up to find herself in her futon again. Her eyes flung fully open as she began to notice that she slept almost the whole day away, as the sky was purely dark, leaving a eerie feeling in the room. It felt unusual to be somewhere that she was never use to, and as she began to sit up her stomach ached in even more pain. The wound was barely even healed, and yet it was killing her like she ate a Winnebago covered in hot sauce.

"How are you feeling?" Looking up she saw a foot come into the door and soon a full bodied figure. It was Kisuke yet again, and he was flipping his fan back in forth, for no apparent reason since it was already way too damn cold anyway. It probably was habit, but it was defiantly showed that he might have a lack of common sense (A/N: I think I just bashed Kisuke…there is always a first I guess XD)

Looking away from him for a moment, Yukino slightly sighed, and heard his gentle footsteps get closer, and soon just stop. In about two seconds, she noticed her whole futon flop up, directing her attention at Kisuke who had just plopped on her bed. Yukino covered herself up to her neck in her blankets and scooted away from him, "Are you trying to get intimate with me, for it is not working. To tell you the truth, I am not the slightly turned on. I feel like I ate a truck!"

Kisuke looked over to her and chuckled, "Whoa, you really do take first impressions quite harshly. I mean to me that thought seems a little perverted, don't cha' think?" He scooted over to her, but she just covered her face now, scooting away from him. Actually, she had scooted so far, that she literally fell off the futon, and landed a bit hard on the hard floor with her butt. Yukino groaned in pain, as her stomach also began to hurt at the same time as she tried to scoot herself back up, only leaving her tied up in the sheets now.

Kisuke became wide eyed as he saw her begin to fight, literally fight, with her bed sheets. She was biting them, and twisting them in many ways, only to leave her even more tangled than before. "Yukino-chan, you are a real klutz you know that. No offense, but I have never ever seen anyone fight so…" He stopped his sentence, as he noticed that Yukino had finally just given up, and she leaned forward, gently bumping her head on his arm. At this point, it felt as if he had knew her for all his life, for at that moment, for a spilt second, it felt like a spark had raised him, but only for a second.

"I think I might need some help." Yukino said with her eyes closed. Kisuke gladly agreed, as he put his fan down next to him, and put his arm on her shoulder, gently pulling the sheet, which was sort of around her like a toga. It took maybe about a minute for her to get untangled, but Yukino seemed to have become more interested in her pain in her stomach than anything else right now. From Kisuke's point of view, it looked like she was about to puke, but she did not. She didn't even want to complain to him that she was in pain. Maybe for the fact they only knew each other for about a day, or maybe the fact that she was always use to dealing with this situations by herself.

"Yukino, you do know that you are going to be staying here for about a month or two." Kisuke took off his hat and put it on her head, noticing that it made her look adorable, since well he had never let anyone wear his hat anyway. "I do know that the soul society will be looking for you, but quite frankly, I think you will do for a fine worker. Now for the gigai I made…" Kisuke felt something smack his right cheek, and he soon felt a hot pain come across it. Yukino had smacked him. It was a little surprising, for one Kisuke wouldn't of suspected it from her, and also the fact that this was a new record for him. He got smacked by two women in a matter of a day.

"So that is why you asked my sizes you pervert!" Yukino couldn't get it past her head that a gigai was a fake human body (even though it was exactly like hers) and the fact this man she barely knew made it for her. Her mind was actually fixated on the fact that this body was her body, and how he would just try to replicate that. It was like practically a blow up doll built for a man's pleasure. "I couldn't imagine the things you did to it!"

Kisuke almost laughed out loud for her ridiculous reaction. "You know your mind; it makes me wonder what thoughts go on in it. Quite frankly, it is ether the fact that you never have been touched by a man before, been near one, or you are a virgin. If you ask me, I think you are all." Yukino's jaw dropped, as she could feel her face just turn extremely red. It just grew in color that actually, I think it was so red that Crayola hasn't even created or named the color her face was.

"How…you…just…You are just stupid! What do you know!?!" She hit in the face with a pillow, and huffed up crossing her arms in rage and embarrassment. Yet, even though she smacked and hit him in the face with a pillow, Kisuke continued to laugh. "You know for someone who saved you, you really do treat them badly. Besides, I can tell that you probably are a virgin, or something close to it since well, one, you react and say things that I have feeling would only come from someone who would have a perverted brain, which are especially common in virgins. Two, you won't even let your own host comfort you when you are feeling ill. And three…"

He pointed to his face, and began to show a pair of sad eyes, joined with a couple of sniffling noises, "I have never been smacked by someone for making a gigai." He covered his face and sniffled a bit more like he was crying. Yukino began to calm down, and she actually began to feel bad for him, for she did treat him pretty bad. "I'm sorry Urahara-san. I should appreciate the fact that you made me a gigai." She smiled, and Kisuke peeked through one of his fingers.

"Well, that's good, because tomorrow you are going to start working in it. Can't have you mooching off of me. I have had too many people stay here without rent, so the gigai will do." He stood to his feet, and brushed off his haori, only to be replied with Yukino. "What do you mean? I can't work here. I have to go back to the soul society. I mean I am part of the 13 Court Guards."

Kisuke looked down, and began to notice that she was still wearing his hat. It still made her look so adorable, but he did have to take it from her, since well…it was the only one he had right now. "Well, could you take some brutal honesty?" Yukino nodded slowly, knowing that he didn't wan to surprise with some comment that was mostly true about her. She got a lot of the in the soul society. But she was probably use to it by now. "Well, if you are sure, I might as well be blunt. You suck as a soul reaper, and in your shihakushou, well that proved that you were in the fourth company. Now I know the fourth company are not fighters, but quite frankly, you suck at being a healer too. I mean, I practically had to heal you, and yet, you did nothing to heal yourself. I am really clueless onto the fact of how you got into the fourth company."

The brutal honesty left Yukino speechless, and in utter anger. How did he have the right to talk to her like that? "You do not have the right to say that to me!" Kisuke laughed, noticing that this girl had no clue who he was. But, I am sure she would find out sooner or later, and she would probably understand then, but until then, all he had to do was make her work for him.

Kisuke grabbed the hat on her head, and yet once more he had explained the legend of the hat, (A/N: That sounds really funny doesn't it…?) "This hat, I never did tell you what it does. When I found you that one time, when you fought that hollow yesterday, earlier in the day, this hat lead me to you. Then I lost it again, and you know what, I found you with it again. Now this hat I do not fool with cause every time it reappears it brings something special with it." Yukino felt wonderful actually, being called special. It has been a while since she was called that, and when he said it, she found a new emotion that she couldn't explain herself.

"Now, this might be the reason I am keeping you here, but, you never know what the future holds, Little Bird." He put the hat on his head, and began to walk away from her futon, leaving Yukino feeling a bit lonely. There was a little silence between the two, but as he just went out the door, he came back in and smiled, "Good night, Yukino-chan." Yukino smiled, and replied back to him in a sweet and calm voice, "Good night, Urahara-san."

"Don't call me that. That makes me sound old, and I get enough of that already. Call me Kisuke!" He grinned and waved good bye to her, and slowly closed the door. Yukino could hear his soft footsteps thump down the hallway, and soon she heard his door close, leaving the shouten in utter silence. "This must happen a lot at this time, because it is way to damn quiet for the sort of people who live here."

Sighing after her sentence, she stretched and slowly laid back. Her head rested on the pillow, and her eyes gradually closed. She began to hear crickets chirp in the backyard, and her body become relaxed. Before she had fallen into yet another deep slumber all she could think to herself was

He looks so cute without that hat on!

YESH! I finally finished this chapter of utter hell! God this chapter I had to get assistants from Crystalline Dream because it was impossible for me to get a relationship going. But you know what, I think this chapter has turned into my favorite. To me Kisuke seems a little serious, but I tried my best to get his childish self out there. Anyway, I thank Crystalline Dream a whole bunch, and I also thank all of you who are going to review this chapter. I worked my ass off trying to make it less serious, and more romancey and funny, and yet this is the finished product. I truly hope you are enjoying it so far because there is more to come!!! Till next time my readers! –huggles-

Translations

Toritsuki – Obsession. I only put it in Japanese cause each chapter is going to switch between Japanese and English, but anyway, it is a song called Obsession, and it is by the group See-Saw. If you have seen .Hack//Sign, you have heard it!

Note: Due to the fact I need to get back on track with updating, Crystalline Dream might write the next chapter. You people probably thought I was not updating because of school…well that is no. School doesn't get to me. I finish my work way before it is due, so I get by pretty well. Anyway, whatever may happen in the next chapter, you might get a taste of a different author for a change!