A/N: Just a heads up, this chapter is longer than intended lol and slightly a bit more pointless than intended as well. I only wanted this chapter to be fluffy, slightly OOC and romantic. The dance sequence requires you have an imagination, and if you haven't played Final Fantasy VIII, then the one dance move will leave you with a 'o.O WTF...F??' look on your face. My apologies, for I do not have a good dance-vocabulary lol Well, I'll let you get started on the chapter. Sorry for making it so long and probably stupid. MCC2040

When it came to disliking things, hate was the only powerful word to describe three things that Yoruichi just simply couldn't stand. One, she despised the fact that everyone thought she was a man in her feline form. Two, she couldn't stand the way Little Byakuya was so introverted and too enclosed within himself. And three, she simply couldn't bare Rangiku when shopping. The orange haired woman never seemed to take it easy. It had only been an hour since she had parted her ways from Ichigo, and the two of them had been to more than seven stores! Rangiku had been throwing dress after dress at her, and without even thinking about which one she would actually wear. The well endowed reaper paid no wise mind to the fact.

"Oh, lighten up Yoruichi. You've just escaped death." Rangiku said while rummaging through another store. Yoruichi set the boxes of dresses down and plumped down on a small booth behind her friend.

"Ran, honestly, do you think I'm going to wear all these dresses tonight? That'd be one for every hour, and if we keep shopping, one for every minute." Although, at their rate, it was more like one for every second. Paying no mind to her dark skinned companion, Rangiku gasped as she held up a red, almost backless dress. The kimono-looking dress had no straps to hold up the material, merely only snapped on the right side beneath her arm. There was a thigh high slit up the right side, giving the dress an enticing look.

"This is you, m'hm." Rangiku grinned as she tossed it to her. Yoruichi made a face as she held the dress up. It was a pretty dress, very fitting for her. And Ichigo would certainly approve, though, after the party, she wouldn't be wearing it long.

"So if this is me, then what are we going to do with all the other dresses you bought?" Now that posed a problem...

"Come on Ichigo! Pick something lively!" Isshin shouted, tossing rather odd colors of suits and tuxes at his son. Ichigo fell back as he caught several outfits.

"Would you cut it out! Theres no way I'm wearing a bright green tux!" He shouted back, tossing all the clothes back at his dad. "You really need to have your head checked."

"Its a bit too late for that." Urahara stated, fixing his tie as he came out from one of the dressing rooms. Unlike Rangiku, the two men had only taken Ichigo to one store, which is where they resided now. But with Isshins' shopping habits, they wouldn't likely get anywhere with him picking out the wardrobe. Another wild, almost dark red and green suit came flying at him. This time, Ichigo dodged and furtively planted his fist in Isshins jewels.

"...Why don't you pick out your own suit son..." Isshin murmured in a rather high pitched voice, holding his treasured area. Without further ado, Ichigo headed for the black tuxes, picking out a jack and a pair of pants. He set his items down, headed for the shirts section. He returned with a red button up, and a pair of black suade shoes.

"Alright, lets get out of here." He whisked while placing his stuff on the counter. The three paid for their clothes and quickly left. Urahara couldn't help but let out his chuckling as he watched Ichigo look back and forth from each dress store they came across.

"You'll be with her soon enough." He said, tipping his hat when Ichigo glared back at him.

"Shut up."

"Did you put it on yet?" Rangiku called from her living quarters back in the tenth division. She and Yoruichi had brought their purchases to her place, trying on each dress until they found the one which suited them perfectly. Rangiku was tough choice, whenever Yoruichi had said the dress looked perfect for her, the blonde simply shrugged and tried on a different one. Finally, they both agreed on a black gown that crinckled at the feet. It was black less, but had straps and had come with a see-through shaw.

"Yeah, I'm coming out." Yoruichi smiled to herself. The dress she'd put on was none other than the very last dress they'd picked out. The red, kimono style dress. She found herself liking the way it looked on her, and when she finally came into Rangiku's view, the orange hair woman clasped her hands together, gasping as her eyes shimered.

"Yoruichi! Thats perfect!" she squealed, smiling brightly as Yoruichi gave a turn. "Ichigo is going to eat his heart out!"

"I hope not. The only thing he better be eating out is me..." The goddess smirked, causing her friend to blush. "I'm only teasing Ran."

"M'hmm. I bet you two are into all kinds of kinky stuff. I heard about the hospital bed incident." Winking, Rangiku stood to stand beside her friend in front of the body length mirror. The two women smiled at their appearance. Surely enough any guy would have been lucky to be their evening dates.

"So, I take it your going to be with Toshiro?" Yoruichi raised a brow, glancing over. She'd known about the little connection between the fukutaicho and taicho of squad ten. Everyone had seem to have heard word that the pair was more than what they seemed. It was easy to tell, when she thought about it. Rangiku was almost always seen with the short white haired boy. And likewise, he was always seen with the much taller, well endowed woman. They were an odd pair, stuck out in a crowd for sure.

"You know it." Rangiku smiled, blushing slightly as she thought of her captain. "I wonder what he'll be wearing..."

"Probably something blue." Yoruichi chuckled, putting in a pair of white diamond earrings before adding a gold necklace. "We should probably head there now."

"Your just in a hurry to see Ichigo." Blushing, Yoruichi certainly couldn't argue with that. He was the only reason she was going to this party. In fact, that had a double meaning. She was going to be with him, and if it weren't for him, she wouldn't even exist to go. Very mind-bottling theory there.

"You know it." Smiling, Yoruichi turned to follow her long time friend out of the small apartment. She could feel butterflies whell in the pit of her stomach. That always happened when she knew she was going to see Ichigo. He always made her feel giddy inside.

Ichigo growled, standing near one of the food tables in the reknown 'Ball Room' of soul society. The room was rather crowded, well decorated with lights, flowers, and even a dj. Funny that, soul society was full of dead people and yet they still lived it like they were actually alive. The concept itself gave him a headache, so he opted not to give it anymore thought. What he found most appealing about the room, however, was the dance floor. The floor was made of porcelain, not doubt of high quality.

"She still hasn't shown up yet, eh?" Urahara grinned, nudging him as he took a drink of his sake. Ichigo cursed who ever allowed the sake to be in there. With his father and Urahara drinking, he knew he'd have to keep Yoruichi away from the two. Especailly if she were to wear something sexy, whichi knowing her, was a give away. The girl made any dress, outfit, and or clothing sexy. Hell, she could even sport a paper bag and she'd still knock'em dead! Ichigo shook his head, glancing over to his father who had been hitting on a group of ladies for quite some time now. And every time, he ended up being smacked or punched. He was just lucky Kukaku hadn't walked in yet. Everyone knew that if he put the moves on her, his ass would be burnt quicker than they could say roast it and toast it. Stepping away from the now packed table, Ichigo walked towards the middle of the dance floor, bumping into dancing couples as he did so. He apologized, trying to get out of the mess, but unfortunately he seemed stuck. How stupid was he! Walking out in the middle of the room... Ichigo silently cursed himself, finally making his way to the door. He bumped into a much smaller person, his hands reaching out to grab the womans shoulders. For a brief moment, Ichigo didn't know who the woman was, but when his eyes met the all too familiar golden ones, his heart nearly lept out of his chest.

"Yoruichi..."

"Ichigo..."

They both said in perfect unison. Clearly they were both a bit surprised to have bumped into each other, but their eyes soon drifted over each other. Ichigo's jaw dropped slightly, his mouth hanging open as he stared at her. His goddess looked extremely beautiful. And the slit up her side only added to her intoxication.

"You look beautiful." He said in awe. Yoruichi blushed at his comment, smiling as she gave him a wink. She took a moment to check him over. Loving the way his tux seemed to fit him perfectly. She could still see his muscles straining in the wear. And she had to admit, the red and black was a nice touch, fitting perfectly with her own attire.

"You don't look too bad yourself." The dark skinned woman smirked, earning a grin. Ichigo pulled her to him, his lips crashing into hers, and for a moment, thats how they remained, lip locked. The two hadn't paid any attention to the fact the two perverts, Isshin and Kisuke were off to the side, toasting a glass of sake. Pulling back, Ichigo leaned in to whisper in her ear.

"Though, the dress would look better on the floor." His seductive voice sent chills through her as she smirked, pressing her breasts against his chest as she whispered something equally hot back.

"And you would look way more sexy from below." Feeling the need to calm down the scene before her, Yoruichi's long forgotten friend cleared her throat.

"Will you two behave yourself." Rangiku rolled her eyes as she joined her captain in the booth near the corner. The two lovers shrugged as they glanced to each other.

"How about a dance?" The goddess suggested as a slow song came on. Ichigo smiled and nodded, thankful he'd gone to his school dances. Hodling his hand out to her, Ichigo and Yoruichi took their spot in the middle of the room, nodding to each other before he pulled her close. Yoruichi rested her head on his shoulder, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck as the two swayed to the music together. Ichigo couldn't help his roaming hands as he ran them up and downher back and sides, each time nearly the slit on her thigh. "Behave, Ichigo." The cat smirked, nuzzling her head into his chest.

"For now. But later.." He whispered, pulling her closer. She could feel his hardness pressed against her abdomen, causing her to shiver slightly in anticipation. She hated when he made her want something so bad, but then have to wait to get it. Though, she was the one who told him to behave...

"Of course." Her voice was low. She inhaled, taking in his scent before exhaling. It wasn't but hours before that she was on her death bed. And if it weren't for him, they wouldn't be there right now, they wouldn't be dancing together. The thought of being without him brought fear to her once more as she tightened her arms around his neck. "Thank you for saving me."

Her words caught him by surprise as he pulled back to look into her eyes. Her golden orbs shimmered with unshed tears. Ichigo smiled, leaning down to place a soft kiss on her lips before pulling her back against him. He knew he had almost lost her, and the thought scared him as well. He didn;t know what he would do if he lost her, didn't know if he'd have been able to go on. They'd gotten quite close, and even their love seemed to blossom more each day. Being with her allowed him to free his mind from any worries. She had the power to wash away his concerns, to take his mind off of everything except her. And likewise, he was her entire world now. So many times before had she thought she were in love, but realized now that she was foolish then. She and Ichigo had been through alot together, and she only wanted to go through more with him.

"You know I'd never let anything happen to you. I'd die before I let you die." Pulling back again, Ichigo set his forehead against hers, looking into her eyes. "I love you too much Yoruichi. I can't live without you, I won't." Tears once again sprang o her eyes as she closed them, wanting to shield away her vulnerability. Ichigo narrowed his eyes, keeping them open only slightly as he brought his body closer to hers. "You've captured this reapers soul." He smiled, kissing her softly. Yoruichi smiled at his words.

"And you've captured this goddess' heart." To them, time seemed to stop as they once more locked lips, their tongues meeting in a passionate embrace. They didn't care that the music had stopped, nor that the Captain Commander of the thirteen divisions had begun to speak. All they knew was that they were happy to be together, happy to be alive.

"Would you two stop for ten damn minutes." Kukaku grunted as she walked past them, shocking everyone. The fireworks expert had actually wore a dress! And just as Ichigo suspected, Isshin was right on her.

"Might I say you look stunning." Isshin grinned, opting to lay a hand on Kukaku's shoulder. The beauty had a different idea as she snapped her fingers and sent Isshin zooming for the nearest fountain. If Yoruichi hadn't known better, she'd have said her title of being the master of flash belonged to Isshin whenever he had a fire down below, literally. Yoruichi and Ichigo laughed, glancing to each other with a shrug.

The party itself was fun, but Ichigo and his lady love both had a different idea of fun in mind. Neither expected to be at the party for as long as they were, drinking and dancing their night away. Things had only settled down when Byakuya joined their table, and Kisuke had to put in his curious mind as he began the topic.

"So, just how did the two of you become vizards?" Ah, the awaited question. Both Kukaku and Byakuya took a moment to glance at each other, speaking to each other with only their eyes. Yoruichi seemed to notice the spark in her old friends eyes; a spark in which she hadn't seen in some time. "Well?" Rush rush...

"Well, when I was fighting Achikawa, my arm was injured and it just so happened that I landed in a pool of the baka's blood." The black haired beauty smirked as she nodded to Byakuya.

"While Kurosaki spent time with Shihouin, Kukaku and I decided to try out my theory. We injected her blood into me."

"If thats true, then why didn't you two become ill with the disease?"

"We figure its because we split the genes. I had only half of his blood while Byakuya had the other half of the gene." Well, confusing as it were, it did explain their transformation. Too drunk to go against it, Kisuke nodded his head before returning to his babble with Isshin, whom had been flirting with nearly every girl that walked by. Yoruichi and Ichigo both decided to leave it at that. They no longer wanted to talk about the what ifs' and hows' about the whole situation. The only thing they wanted to do was spend their time together, enjoying life and celebrating their love. Screw any dangers that they were going to face from now on. If they over came a power hungry hollow, they could over come so much more together. And that right there was just it. They were together.

You always make me smile when I'm feeling down...

The two lovers, dark skin and light skin in contrast, smiled to each other. They excused themselves, not caring that no one had noticed them leave. Ichigo took his goddess' hand in his, pulling her out on to the dance floor for one last dance. The song that had come on reflected upon them; describing everything about their love. Yoruichi didn't notice that the others at the table had stopped to watch the two. Placing her right hand in his, and her left hand on his shoulder while his rested on her lower back, the two began a soft, slow tango of sorts. The dance they began was a mixture of what they'd felt liek doing. Twisting their hips, they began stepping towards each other, then stepping back respectively.

You give me such a vibe, I still live on fire..Hmm..

Ichigo spun Yoruichi, bringing her back to him as she swayed her ass against him, then twirling out as they twisted their hips at an arms length away. A smile spread wide across the dark skinned womans face, intertwining their fingers as they raised their hands above their heads, coming in close.

Its not the way you walk, and it ain't the way you talk...

Yoruichi smiled more, leaning up to kiss him before the two pulled back again and began doing a waltz on the down beat of a three count. He twirled her out once more, before turning his back and the two did a slide, Yoruichi's back to his while his was to hers. They did a slide step until they were face to face once more, hands joined once again as Yoruichi wrapped an arm around his neck.

It ain't the job you got that keeps me satisfied...

Lifting one leg, Yoruichi wrapped her smooth limb aroudn his waist. She moaned softly when Ichigo slid his hand along her bare thigh. The slit, mind you, was quite high. And Ichigo was appreciative that she had worn a thong with her sexy attire. Grinding gently, Ichigo twirled her out again.

Your love it feels so good, and thats what takes me high...

Coming back to him, the goddess once again found herself facing away from him, her back against his chest as he wrapped his arms around her from behind. The dark skinned beauty lifted up her arms, wrapping them around his neck as she swayed her ass against his now hard-member. She could feel his erection, her golden eyes suddenly taking on a dusky, dazed color. She ran her hands through his hair, her head resting on his shoulder while he kissed and nipped at the bare skin she provided. Yoruichi moaned softly as his lips neared her collar bone.

Higher than I've been before, Your love it keeps me alive

Ichigo slid his hands over her stomach and abdomen, daring to go lower until she brought one of her own down to grasp his. The goddess turned her head his way, their lips meeting in a passionate lock as she grinded her ass harder into him. Sneaky as he were, Ichigo slid his free hand to the slit of her dress. Yoruichi's eyes closed as she let out a strained moan, arching her back when his hand slipped beneath the slit. It was then everyone returned to minding their own business, not that Ichigo and Yoruichi even cared if they watched. Hell, they were doing this sort of thing out in public!

As everyone danced around them, Yoruichi slowed her sway, focusing on his lips. Her lips parted, his seeking tongue sliding through, caressing against her tongue again and again. God, she never knew a kiss could be so exhilerating, so euphoric. Her heart felt as if it could burst from its ecstasy. The rest of the song played out as they two remained within their own world.

Thought I should let you know, when you touch me it means so much...

Stumbling up the stairs of Kukaku's safe house, Yoruichia and Ichigo laughed breathlessly, their lips connecting from time to time as they struggled to get to a room. Neither cared which room, all they knew was that they had somehow made their way from the party, to here. It was unclear to them just when they'd left, since they'd both been too preoccupied with each others lips.

"I've missed you..." Yoruichi said breathlessly as her back hit one of the doors. Ichigo's lips came down on hers once more as he opened the door, the two nearly falling in. Dropping his jacket, Ichigo unbuttoned his shirt while Yoruichi's hands worked to undo his belt and unzip his pants. Kicking off his shoes, Ichigo quickly stepped out of his pants as he pushed Yoruichi back onto the bed. Throwing off his shirt, he smirked at her. The goddess grinned, the slit in her dress showing off her well toned and smooth leg; from her thigh down. With his full attention, Yoruichi decided it was time for her old self to make its appearance. "You know, instead of standing there, staring at me, you could come here and show me whats on your mind. It'd be much more...enjoyable.." The goddess grinned, reaching out and grabbing his hand. Ichigo had no objections as he eased on top of her, grinning as she spread her legs for him. He was thankful the dress had a clasp on the side. It would be much more fun to take it off of her slowly...

"You have no idea how hard its been without you..." Ichigo whispered huskily, sliding his hand down her curvacious form. He slid his hand back into the slit, lifting her leg as he palmed her thigh, tracing her skin as she wrapped that leg around his waist. He squeezed and groped at the bare skin of her right cheek, earning a moan. His other hand grasped her left breasts, massaging her through her dress as his lips traced a path of fire along her jawline.

When I'm alone I cry, its you I'm always thinking of...oohh oh baby,

Arching her back, Yoruichi closed her eyes. Ichigo slowly unclasped her dress, unwrapping the material as if she were merely only wearing a towel. With his goddess completely exposed aside from her lacey black thong, which he immediately removed. The orange haired reaper dipped his head down, kissing a path from her neck to her chest. Yoruichi could only moan and slid her leg along his as he pleasured her, sending sensations all through her. Though she had only been ill for a short time, they hadn't been intimate since before the fight with Achikawa. And for them, that was much too long a time. Feeling him inside of her was a completeness that both lovers needed to feel. Ichigo brought his lips back to hers, his hands spreading her legs further as he positioned himself at her entrance.

Wont you understand, how I feel (yeah) deep inside...

Yoruichi moaned loudly as he made love to her, her body shaking in pleasure, quivering as if she'd reached her peak. Biting her lower lip, the goddess wrapped both legs around him, flipping them as she bounced on top. She leaned down, her lips molding unto Ichigo's, moving her hips in a slow, rhythmic motion. Her moans were muffled by his mouth, his hands sliding up and down her back as she pressed her breasts firmly against his chest. She rode him into the early morning, her walls contracting around him as she pulsed. Ichigo loved being on top, though, he couldn't complain when she had control. She knew exactly how to work it.

Uh huh, you make me feel, what i need to feel (yes) in my heart

Yoruichi collapsed on his chest just after their release. Thier breathing labored as Ichigo gathered up the blankets, pulling them up over her shoulders as he kissed the top of her head.

"See? Didn't I always tell you that the payment for giving in was worth it?" Her smirk was undeniable as he gave a slight chuckle, the low rumble in his chest and throat vibrated against her. Kissing his chest, Yoruichi laid her head beneath his, eyes closed as she listened to the sound of his heart beat. It was the sound that let her know she was alive, and his arms only made the confirmation that much better.

"You scared me, you know that?" Ichigo said softly, smoothing his hands up and down her back and sides, eyes closed as he inhaled her scent. Yoruichi nuzzled her head into his chest, releasing a breath she'd been holding in for quite some time. Her eyes were half opened as she traced a small pattern with her fingers along his side. Her low purring reached Ichigo's ears, and he smiled. "I almost lost you today, Yoruichi..."

"But you didn't." The goddess quickly said, sighing when he wrapped his arms around her, holding her to him. "You didn't lose me Ichigo. I made a promise, remember?"

"Yeah... I remember." Silence took over for a moment, Ichigo suddenly flipping them which earned him a surprised gasp from her. Yoruichi looked up at him, placing her feet flat on the bed he spread her legs with his knees. He held himself above her, hands on either side of her head as he studied her eyes. So much love registered in them, and he knew he was lucky to recieve such a gift. The two were slowly becoming more than just lovers, more than they'd originally thought they had meant to each other. "I also remember the two of us being caught by my dad in this position." Now that caused Yoruichi to laugh. She remembered that perfectly. It was the day after they'd been intimate for the first time.

"But no ones here to catch us now..." The cat whispered seductively as she slid her legs back and forth along his sides, much like she had done on that day as well.

"Hm." Ichigo smiled, leaning down to kiss her. As always, the kiss got out of control rather quickly as Yoruichi wrapped her arms around his neck, his own wrapping themselves around her as she pulled him down onto her completely. "I love you, Yoruichi." He whispered, resting his forehead on hers.

"I love you too, Ichigo." Yoruichi whispered back, her voice full of passion. "I always will."

"Then your going to be stuck with me for a while." The teen promised, kissing her once again, pressing himself into her. Yoruichi arched her back, moaning into the kiss.

"That I don't mind." She said between gasps of pleasure. "At least now I know I can get naked in front of you with out you shying away." Ichigo grinned as he gave a hard, swift thrust, resulting in a nearly inaudiable moan from his goddess.

"Just know that if you do, I won't restrain myself from ravishing you."

"Please don't." Yoruichi's laughter was cut off by a moan as Ichigo continued making love to her. If she ever had any doubts about her really being alive, being with Ichigo certainly cleared them up.

A/N: DID I NOT TELL YOU IT WAS LONG!!! And I am very VERY unsatisfied with the way it turned out. Yep. Maurice, I honestly don't know if its how you wanted it, or hoped it would be, but I tried considering how friggin' cold it is in this room xD If its not what good, everyone, let me know. Cause I agree! As for the song I inserted, its called It Feels So Good by Sonique. THERE! SEE! I LISTED AND GAVE CREDIT to the real lyracist or whatever. The idea in between was my idea, it was just a song I heard and I could picture the two dancing to this song. Heh, yeah, I made a video in my head of it actually lol A nice dance it was, quite nice indeed. If only I could draw the characters just like their drawn in the anime... Then I could draw out a sequence and make it one of those flip-book things. Yeah... R&R PLEASE:3

Oh and I updated Beautiful December. And I have a new fic up, for those who have not added me to your author alert. Its an Ichigo/Kukaku fic, Sparks Will Fly. I think I have writers block again by the way. After reading this chapter, go read that story and tell me if I do or not lol Oh and could I bother someone to read my Tenchi Muyo fic, She's a Homewrecker? I need to know if that fic sucked because I've been getting some horribly nasty criticizing reviews on it and honestly, I don't think its bad. And considering the fact I love you guys, my Cold November Rain and Sheer Heart Attack, and Bleach in general reviewers, I'd love your opinion! Thank you!

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