"Don't give her that!" Ichigo yelled at the perverted Urahara as he held up a very revealing body slip.
"Why not?" Kisuke frowned, looking towards the bathroom where Yoruichi was changing into her normal attire; red shirt, tight black pants, boots, and of course, her black arm ties. Although her last shirt had been orange and the ties were white, Kisuke decided it was time to change a few things, since, obviously, a few things had changed. Turning back to Ichigo, he finally opened his ears to hear Ichigo's last few words.
"Because she'll wear only that!" The orange haired boy blushed furiously as he took the slip from Urahara's hands and looked around nervously, his heart pounding. 'Quickly, Ichigo. Get rid of it before she comes out and sees!' Ichigo said to himself mentally. Spotting a window, Ichigo hurridly ran to it, opening it and throwing it outside. Sighing, Ichigo sat back down on the floor.
"Maybe she'll like this one?" Kisuke said again, pulling out a red dress with a long thigh high slit up the left leg. The dress was strapless, the back open. Ichigo growled, ready to snatch Kisuke up by the throat. So far that night, he'd given her nothing but sexy outfits. Hell, some of the items could barely even be called clothes.
"Your askin for it." Ichigo said through gritted teeth.
"Come now Ichigo. I'm doin' this for you. Just think about it,"Kisuke began, wrapping his arm around Ichigo's neck. Ichigo froze, raising his eye brows, looking at Kisukes arm. "Yoruichi in nothing but a tight haulter top and a short leather skirt." The picture that came to Ichigo's mind brought a bright red blush upon his face. He could picture Yoruichi straddling his lap, her skirt bunched up...
"GET OFF ME YOU FREAKIN' PERVERTED OLD MAN!!!" Ichigo shouted, pushing Urahara back as he stood, fist raised. "Are you transexual or something, you homo!!" Laughing loudly, Yoruichi stepped out in her red and black outfit, shaking her head.
"Can you two behave for ten damn minutes?" Yoruichi raised her purple brow, cocking her head to the side. She left her hair hang, and Ichigo had to admit, she did look stunning when her curves were visible. Folding his arms over his chest and turning, Ichigo growled, giving Kisuke an evil glare. "Kisuke, what'd you do to him now?"
"Nothing, I was asking him to help pick some clothes out for you." Innocently, Kisuke handed her a bag of things. Yoruichi pursed her lips up, narrowing her eyes as she studied her long time friend.
"Uh huh. Something tells me you two were being bad boys." Yoruichi said, more to Ichigo than anyone else.
"Don't start." Ichigo warned, shaking his head as he turned to her.
"Start what?" Yoruichi smiled, walking towards him. "I wasn't gonna do anything Ichigo." She said, brushing past his arm and down the long hall of Urahara's shop.
"You should consider yourself lucky. Yoruichi has taken a serious interest in you, Ichigo. That doesn't happen often." Kisuke smirked, rubbing his sideburns. Ichigo 'hmphed' then headed off in Yoruichi's direction, leaving behind a smirking Urahara.
In the kitchen, Yoruichi had opened herself a carton of milk, offering Ichigo some as he walked in. He eagerly took the offer and gulped a large portion of the milk down.
"Thirsty much?" Yoruichi smirked, leaning against the counter as she took another swag of the tasteful beverage. She sighed as she finished it off, tossing the empty box in the garbage. "It started to rain again." Yoruichi sighed, looking up at Ichigo.
"Yeah, pretty soon it'll be snowing." He said, glancing out of the window. Kisuke came through the doorway whistling, spinning his zanpackuto in his hand. "Whats with you?"
"Me?" Urahara asked, stopping and tilting his head. "Nothing, the real question is, whats with the two of you?"
Yoruichi blushed slightly, looking down as she bit her lip. Ichigo raised a brow, narrowing his eyes.
"I don't know whats going through your gutter of a mind, but we're just friends. Just like the two of you."
"Oh, just like us, so you two have.." Ichigo's face reddened more, his eyes nearly popping out of his head. "Guess not then."
"Kisuke, stop teasing him. Only I can do that." Yoruichi hissed, glaring. Kisuke turned to her, amused.
"Oh, so hes' yours now?" Yoruichi gave Urahara an evil 'STFU' look and darted out of the room, blushing herself. "So, Ichigo, how about I teach you a few things, eh?" Ichigo could only roll his eyes as the perverted reaper began his ranting, forcing Ichigo to follow him to the back rooms.
Yoruichi laid back on the porch, watching the rain. She could only imagine what the two reapers were doing inside. With Kisuke, anything was possible. Moments later, Ichigo stepped out, smiling to her.
"Hey, are you ready?" He asked, lending her a hand to help her up. Yoruichi eye'd him, scoping him. "What are you looking for?"
"What happened in there?" She asked, turning to see a smirking Kisuke winking to her. Stepping out into the rain, Ichigo released some of his spirit energy, forming an umbrella like shelter for her.
"Guy talk." Ichigo responded, shrugging slightly. "How about a race Yoruichi?"
Nodding, Yoruichi began flash stepping ahead of him. For a moment, a brief smirk crossed his lips as he looked back to a smirking Urahara who nodded and gave him the thumbs up. Ichigo inhaled before flash stepping after her. Yoruichi could sense Ichigo gaining on her, so she decided to go faster, flashing stepping into his room. In her mind, she'd formed the perfect teasing plan. Ichigo stepped into the darkened room, looking around for her. She smirked, wrapping her arms around his neck from behind and leaning up to whisper into his ear.
"I win." She smirked, pressing her self against him. Ichigo took a deep breath, then turned, pinning her to the wall.
"I suppose you get a prize then?" Ah, the tables have turned. Yoruichi looked up at Ichigo with wide eyes. Her face flushed. Ichigo held her arms above her head as he dipped his face lower. Her breath hitched, a small moan coming from her. "Hat'n clogs was right. You do become submissive and weak." He chuckled, backing away from her and going into the bathroom. Yoruichi remained frozen, her heart pounding.
"Damn that Kisuke." She siad softly, lifting her hand to her heated cheek. He'd told Ichigo how to tease her back. That certainly wasn't fair. "Alright, if we're gonna play this game..."
Ichigo came out expecting to see a shocked Yoruichi, instead, his eyes bulged out of his head.
"Whats the matter, Ichigo?" Yoruichi purred as she laid back on his bed...wearing only that same see through body slip he'd tossed out of Uraharas window. Instantly, everything Kisuke had told him about flirting with Yoruichi and making her fall under his control completely slipped from his mind. Damn that Urahara. He knew she'd come back on him with something more...intimidating. "Well?" Ichigo swallowed hard, trying his best to hold in his raging heart. Slowly, he walked over to her. Yoruichi was surprised that he'd even taken a step towards her, but she smiled all the while. He sat next to her, sliding his hand along her thigh. Yoruichi shivered, she hadn't expected that. Her eyes gazed into his, and slowly she reached out to him, pulling him down onto her. Ichigo's mind was racing. What to do? He was laying a top the most beautiful woman. His hand lifted to stroke her cheek, then he bent down, placing his lips on hers in a soft chaste kiss.
"Ho ho ho!!!" Isshin yelled as he fell through Ichigo's door. Ichigo jumped, falling off the bed and onto the floor with an 'uuff'. Seeing it coming, Ichigo stood quickly, grabbing his dad as Issin reached for Yoruichi.
"Dad!" Ichigo shouted, annoyed. Yoruichi, however, didn't pay attention to the father-son quarrel. She sat up, her fingers pressed to her lips. He kissed her. "Would you stop it already!?"
"Come on son, she looks a bit too old for you anyways. You can share her with your ol' pops."
"Argh, I said no!" Ichigo shouted, turning to Yoruichi and grabbing her hand. "If your gonna keep hitting on her and spying on us, we're leaving." Isshin sniffled slightly.
"Teenagers, dear we were the same as them!" Isshin smiled, walking out of the room. With a sigh, Ichigo collapsed next to Yoruichi.
"As much as I love my dad, he's got to start giving me some privacy." Absent-mindly, Yoruichi nodded, looking down at him with a flustered expression. "What is it?" Ichigo asked, sitting up slightly. His mind reverted back to their momentary kiss. Blushing, he looked outside at the rain, not quite sure what to say.
"We should give it another try." Yoruichi whispered, scooting closer to him. The boldness he'd had before was gone as he once again shyed away, turning from her more. "Perhaps some other time.." She murmured, looking down. Why was she feeling so off? Is this what love was like?
"Well, tomorrow is another day." Ichigo yawned, pulling up the covers. Yoruichi nodded, laying back and yawning a bit herself.
"Remind me to kill Kisuke."
"It'll already be done by the time I can remind you." Ichigo mumbled, rolling his eyes at the advice hat'n clogs gave him about making his favorite cat weak in the knees. It did make her weak, but it only fueled her sex drive. Which wasn't fair since Ichigo was a virgin, in every sense of the word.
"Knowing him, he's got something up his sleeve. We'd best watch out for him, wouldn't want either of us to end up looking like fools in the end."
"Right, I'd much rather keep the badass reputation." Mumbled Ichigo, his eyes closing.
"Hey, Ichigo?" Yoruichi asked, glancing over at him. He shifted his body to let her know he were listening. "You have school tomorrow, right?"
Ichigo had almost forgot that he returned to school the next day. Opening his eyes, he glanced down to her, nodding.
"Yeah, I almost forgot." He sighed, listening to the rain once again. Yoruichi stirred.
"Do you think I could attend class with you?" She asked, her voice low. Ichigo thought for a moment. There wouldn't be any harm to it. Keigo had probably already informed everyone about his false relationship with Yoruichi.
"I don't see why not." He said, looking over at her. "But you'd have to behave yourself there."
Yoruichi smirked, winking at him. "It appears I'm not the only one who has to behave now." Ichigo flushed.
"Hey, hat'n clogs said you'd become tongue-tied and I'd have the upper hand.."
"Obviously not. What you did turned me on Ichigo." Yoruichi grinned, sliding her leg along his. "And don't you forget it."
Ichigo swallowed hard, blushing as he turned away from the cat. He knew tempting her would be a huge mistake, he knew that all too well. And tomorrow, what a day it was going to be. With Keigo assuming Ichigo and Yoruichi were a couple, and having the picture to prove it, Ichigo knew they were both in for one hell of a day at school, and a long one at that.
A/N: I think i am losing my touch :( Not to worry. Next chapter is a fun, school chapter, with some slight Urahara in it XD Maybe some slight Hitsumatsu, not sure yet. What do you guys think? R&R Please:3