So I received mixed reviews of the last chapter. To clarify things I just wanted to let everyone know that neither Yoruichi nor Soi Fon had cheated. Everything is just a big misunderstanding.
But good art is supposed to provoke strong feelings, whether they be good or bad right?
So for those of you who are still here with me, I wish to portray my gratefulness. Thank you! This chapter is for all of you.
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It was pouring rain. Water soaked every inch of Karakura town, overflowing from rooftops, and spilling onto dim pavements. Furious clouds muted the town, painting a rather gloomy picture as the streets remained empty, save for the few individuals running in an attempt to find shelter from the downpour. Yet one lonely dark woman stood in the rain, miserable as a Chinese firecracker ornament dangled above her head, dropping thick raindrops onto her already drenched head. Shivering from the chilling winds and uninhabited downpour, she trembled, watching as the door before her slowly opened.
Soi Fon gaped, wide eyed, at the soaked woman before her, "Yoruichi...?"
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The Shihouin princess stared angrily at Omaeda, pondering whether or not a fist to his face would help dim the swelling anger she felt. The second division's lieutenant sat on Soi Fon's couch, lazily placing potato chip after potato chip in his already full mouth, and half ignored the woman before him.
"Where is she?" Yoruichi growled, repeating the question he refused to answer.
"Secret mission."
"Why didn't she tell me?"
"Secret mission," he repeated between his munching.
"Where," she stepped towards him, "is," she lowered her head to stare angrily into his eyes, "she?"
"I already told you she-"
"Say secret mission again. I dare you." Yoruichi hissed through gritted teeth as she grabbed his collar and pulled him closer.
"Karakura town!" He spluttered, wide eyed with fear.
"Why?" She pulled back disgusted, rubbing a hand to remove the spit that had hit her cheek during his confession.
"To help Urahara Kisuke prepare in his removal of Karakura Town. I'm surprised she didn't tell you," he muttered.
"What?"
"I'm surprised." He admitted. Seeing her raise her eyebrow in confusion he continued, "you and taichou are very close. I know she looks down on me, but I'm not stupid. I see how she looks at you."
Yoruichi blinked in surprise, she hadn't thought Omaeda was intelligent enough to notice anything past his daily snacks.
"But yesterday," he persisted, "when she left I asked me to lock her windows, since she had forgotten to. I found in strange, figuring you would stay there, but when I asked about it she angrily cut me off, saying that you would stay with Urahara."
He paused a moment, standing to face Yoruichi, and dusted the crumbs from his face.
"I don't know what you did. But something felt wrong when she left, and the fact that you know nothing about her whereabouts simply proves my point. Soi Fon taichou is a strong and honorable leader. I respect her, and if you hurt her a second time, be warned, all of Seireitei will be upon you." Taking once last glance at the shocked woman, Omaeda left, leaving Yoruichi dumbstruck behind him.
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It hadn't taken long for Yoruichi to gather her senses and sprint over to Urahara, demanding he relinquish Soi Fon's whereabouts.
"Soi Fon?" Urahara questioned.
"Yes. Where is she?" Yoruichi demanded.
"Well, I do believe she's in Karakura town, a couple blocks from my humble abode," he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small piece of paper, "General captain gave me this address to contact her when-"
Quickly snatching the paper from his hand, she turned on her heel and left, ignoring the rest of Urahara's sentence.
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With fear and turmoil spinning inside her, Yoruichi sprinted in the rain, ignoring the rain and the wind in an attempt to reach Soi Fon. She crumpled the drenched and useless piece of paper in her hand, balling it up and shoving it into her pocket. She shook her head, attempting to clear her vision of the malevolent rain, only to be hindered by a strong gust of wind that further blocked her already restricted view. Panting, dejected, and thoroughly soaked, she finally found herself at Soi Fon's door, banging loudly at the piece of wood that stood between her and Soi Fon.
Depressed and bored, Soi Fon sat on her couch clad in a slender black tank top and black boxers she had borrowed from Hisagi, having brought only her captain's uniform. Not one for real world things, she made an exception, feeling disheartened by the memories of the uniform and her resemblance to the woman that hurt her.
Knock, knock.
Soi turned in her seat, blankly facing the door.
Knock, knock.
The knocking continued, slightly louder than before.
Slightly confused, Soi stood and wandered to the door. She slowly opened the door, inhibited by the strong winds that pushed against the woodwork. The storm mixed with rain and hit her in the face blurring her vision momentarily, before she blinked and found herself face to face with a drenched Yoruichi. Shocked by the figure before her, she stepped back in a retreat before murmuring her name.
"Yoruichi…?"
The Shihouin princess took two long strides and wrapped her arms around Soi Fon's waist, pulling her close and panting heavily against the pale woman's neck.
"What are yo-"
Yoruichi crushed her lips against Soi Fon's, successfully silencing her. Water slid down her face transferring from Yoruichi's bangs to Soi Fon's pale skin, as she stood against the older woman. Shock held her for a second, before she pushed away from the dark woman, effectively breaking the heart-wrenching kiss.
"Stop it!" Soi demanded, wiping the water from her brow.
"Soi… I…"
"Stop it." The captain repeated.
Confusion laced Yoruichi's face as she pushed through the doorframe, closing the door behind her.
"Why did you leave?" Yoruichi asked, quietly staring at the floor in front of her.
"Mission." Soi Fon harshly responded, clipped.
An awkward silence filled the small apartment.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"Why? Why did I need to?"
Another awkward pause.
"I would have come with you…"
"Why? Why Yoruichi," Soi Fon snapped, letting her anger overpower her better judgment, "so I could be your fucking pet? So that we could fuck our brains out until we got back to Seireitei so that you could fuck his brains out?"
Yoruichi stepped back, raising her eyes to meet steely grey. For a moment Soi paused, her breath hitched as she momentarily lost herself in Yoruichi's tender gaze.
"No." Soi's voice wavered, "I won't do it anymore."
"Who… What…" Yoruichi whimpered, confused and freezing.
"You're meant to be with Urahara," Soi's voice dwindled down to a whisper, "so go be with him."
The pale captain turned away from Yoruichi, and stepped towards her bedroom, glancing up in surprise as Hisagi stuck his head from the door.
"Soi Fon?" He questioned, "Who's there?"
Unfortunately for Shuuhei, he slept without his shirt on. And unfortunately for Shuuhei Yoruichi glanced between his bare chest and the boxers hanging from Soi's waist, incorrectly jumping to assumptions.
It took Soi Fon a few seconds to register that Yoruichi was pushing past her, and a few more to recognize the crack that came as the dark princess slammed her fist into Shuuhei's face, effectively throwing him back into the wall. Soi rushed into the bedroom, quickly pulling the rage filled woman back against her as she struggled to reach Hisagi.
"Yoruichi!" Soi yelled, trying to get her attention.
"YORUICHI!" She screamed, pulling the woman out of the room.
The dark woman let Soi drag her from the bedroom, glaring daggers at a half conscious Shuuhei.
"What're you doing?!" The captain furiously asked, shoving the still wet Yoruichi onto the couch.
"He took you from me." She hissed.
"What are you talking about?!"
"You. Him. You're in this apartment with him, wearing his boxers, while he's in the bedroom half clothed?! I'm not a fool." Yoruichi jumped up in another attempt to reach Hisagi.
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Yoruichi winced as Soi's hand made contact with her cheek.
"No!" Tears filled the pale captain's eyes in a mixture of rage and pain, "You are a fool. Hisagi is not my anything. He and I were assigned here to help for the upcoming war."
"But then why…"
"I saw you." Soi Fon stared angrily at the woman before her, tears spilling from her eyes," I saw you with Urahara two nights ago. I thought we were happy, but I was a fool for thinking that I could satisfy you."
"Soi…" This Shihouin stepped towards the younger woman, pulling her into a tight embrace.
"You… He…" Soi sobbed.
"I don't know what you saw that night," Yoruichi murmured soothingly, "but I am not with Urahara."
Breathing in heavily Yoruichi let Soi's scent envelope and calm her mind before continuing.
"I went to him that night because we weren't on best terms. Absolutely nothing happened, except for maybe the reconciliation of our friendship. Besides," she pressed a finger under Soi Fon's chin, lifting her head to gaze into her eyes, "I belong with you. No one else could ever change that."
Exhausted, the slender captain let her head drop against Yoruichi's chest, quietly sobbing into her damp clothes. She was ignorant of the raging storm outside or the half conscious Hisagi, her only concern lay with the woman holding her, and the pain that slowly subsided, filling instead with a sense of being.
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So I feel like this is slightly rushed. But I couldn't help it. My mind is currently in mushy state, and I'm exhausted but I need a break from studying.
Finals are the absolute worst.