Title: Getting Over Him

Theme 25: Fence

Rating: T/M-ish

Genre: Romance/Mouth Rape. (That is my new favorite genre. 8D)

(AU- Going to be about three to four parts)

Soifon didn't remember Yoruichi's third kiss in as much as it was permanently tattooed across the back of her mind.

Four years later, Yoruichi owned her own dojo and Soifon was her right hand woman. It was all going well, students flowing in steadily and more than paid for the cost it took to open it. It was demanding, and sometimes it felt like they hit their high fence, but they drew from it great experiences.

Though Soifon's feelings for her friend hadn't lessened at all, she had begun dating guys, much to Yoruichi's amusement.

"You're dating Abarai Renji? That violent idiot?" Yoruichi had asked in disbelief when Soifon told her over lunch in Yoruichi's.

"What's so weird about that? He's charming, he's good-looking..."

"Well, he's a guy, for one thing."

"What?" Soifon nearly choked on her milk.

Yoruichi laughed. "I figured that Rangiku girl from the Kuchuki dojo would be more your type."

Her cheeks a dark shade of red, Soifon just continued coughing on her drink, eyes wide.

"But if you've gotta do this for yourself or your family or whatever; good for you, Soi."

"I've got to go pick up the new student's gi in a few minutes." Soifon said quickly after she'd recovered. "I should go."

Nothing more was said until a few weeks later when Soifon entered the apartment she and Yoruichi were sharing, tears threatening to spill down her face. Yoruichi looked up from the game she was playing on her Xbox 360. "What's up, Soi?"

"Renji and I broke up." She sniffed.

"How come?"

"He said that we'd been going out for more than three weeks and hadn't done anything past holding hands. He-he kissed me, Yoruichi, out by the dojo's fence. I panicked. I don't want to have to kiss him. I couldn't do it. He really hates me now." She all but collapsed on the small sofa, her head bowed, looking more depressed and ashamed than Yoruichi had ever seen her.

"Hmm." Yoruichi said thoughtfully from her spot in front of her collection of games consoles.

Soifon looked up as Yoruichi walked over to where she was slumped on the sofa, cupped her face and kissed her. While it wasn't as desperate as the other two kisses they had shared had been, it was passionate, and Soifon's eyes snapped open as Yoruichi's tongue entered her mouth. She tried to hold back a groan and failed as Yoruichi began kissing her neck, moving down to her collarbone. She gasped audibly as Yoruichi's hands slipped under the t-shirt she was wearing. Yoruichi's lips returning to hers muffled most of the noise Soifon made as Yoruichi's hands slid under her sports bra also; the gentle touches and soft squeezes making her feel more alive than Renji ever would.

All of a sudden, the touches stopped. Soifon looked up from where she had buried her face in Yoruichi's shoulder to try and not make too much noise to see Yoruichi smiling slightly.

"Feeling better?"

Soifon nodded mutely.

"Good." She stood up and walked over to the kitchen, leaving a stunned Soifon lying on the sofa, shirt wrinkled and hair mussed, staring at her back and trying to ignore her racing heart and the throbbing between her legs.

That encounter was never spoken of between them again either.