"For the last time. It wasn't me!"

"Well, who else could it have been? We were there and we saw you take him down." Replied Kiyone as she flipped through the stack of papers.

Soi Fon put her hand to her head. She could feel a migrane coming on again, she couldn't tell if it was because she kept hearing laughter in the background or because nobody believed her. "It was my Subordinate. Chiyo Hagane. She is rather illusive." And a good actress.

"Captain Soi Fon, there is no need to be modest. WE wont be grudge you your marriage proposals." teased Yoruichi before she cracked up again.

Ever since the events from a week ago Soi Fon had been bombarded with various requests for dates and marriages (or duels from the 11th). Most of them were to people she had never heard of in her life. Some of them she suspected were sent either as a prank or with out the other party knowing about it.

Like hell Kuchikis would offer a proposal over something like apprehending the enemy. Even if said enemy was was Ichimaru.

She was also fairly certain that Kenpachi would be more suited to dealing with her aunt, though she shuddered at the thought.

A good portion of them were also addressed to her doppleganger. Those were a good deal more lewd and perverse in their requests. In fact many of them were disturbing in nature. It seems that some of Soi Fon's enemies were using the girl as a scapegoat for their rage due to her softer appearance.

The Shinigami Womens Association comprised of her female coworkers. She wasn't sure if she could call them friends, but she did enjoy their company. The trouble was that due to recent events, they kept pestering her about it. Matsumoto wasn't present though she suspected that she would be found later just outside the interrogation halls, or at her favorite bar.

Of course, nobody here knew her subordinate or that she was from MSI. She would have to rectify that soon.

Being a part of the Hachidori as well as a part of the MSI definately explained some of her inconsistencies. The shyness was probably an act and the lack of spiritual pressure made her an excellent infiltrator. Who would believe that someone who never graduated the academy could possibly be able to hit so hard.

No one. Which was the source of her current problem.

Hagane Chiyo avoided crowds like the plague. It wasn't like Soi Fon could just order her to come to a meeting. What her officers do outside of working hours was none of her business. But, this was ridiculous, She was a proud woman but she was not inclined to take credit for things that she hasn't done. Chiyo was getting credit for this before Soi Fon went crazy. The girl deserved it no matter what the perverts say.

Besides, the sexual harassment could be managed by drawing Suzumebachi.

"Actually, It probably could be Chiyo. I have a nagging suspicion that she's hiding more then a cat in her room." Piped up Yoruichi. "We should sneak in her room some time~"

"Yeah! And we can play with Teeny and Stripey!" Pipped Yachiru.

This can't be good.

"-And that's why I've been granted a vacation." chirped Chiyo as she combed her black and white hair. She had a bleaching kit out in case someone tried to barge in as well as a number of wigs out.

The cat twitched a few moments before cracking up and laughing.

It straightened itself out a few moments later and opened its mouth to speak only to start laughing again. This time the cat burst in a cloud of smoke and turned into a man.

He had off white hair with a slight lavender tinge, bright gold eyes often seen amongst Yokai, a delicate looking jaw, high cheek bones, pale skin, and interestingly enough, maroon swirls running down his arm. A marker of a certain skill.

He had on the exact same clothes he wore before he became a cat. Loose lavender robes with white and gold accents and a kabuki fox mask which currently rested on top of his head. He had a lean and elegant form which spoke of a life spent running.

He took his sudden shift in stride and kept laughing.

"Madoka, You can stop laughing now."

"Okay 'kay wife mine. But the look on your captain's face when she realized what she was dealing with pretty much made my day."

"I'm glad that Chiyo's accomplishments are amusing to you." She responded wryly as she took a seat on her bed. "It's a good thing I checked for bugs and recording devices, other wise I would be in hot water. How is your cover coming along?"

-I can tell you that. He consorts with a bunch of ruffians.- Purred the cat god as it appeared. She smacked the woman beside her lightly. - They're your accomplishments too since You're the one being Chiyo.-

Chiyo shrugged "Why the eleventh division? Didn't you say that Lord Gekigami was there? I hope You aren't using your actual form"

The man shrugged and shifted into another form. This one was much more rough and intimidating. Darker skin, calloused hands from countless street fights, broad shoulders and two claw marks across his face. He still retained foxlike features although they were less delicate and obvious. When he spoke the voice was a harsh growl as opposed to the smooth voice from before. "Heh, Those damn bastards will do a lot of a source of cheap but decent sake. Not too bright either."

Chiyo stared for a few moments before smirking. "A smuggler then? We make quite a pair."

"Damn right we do. A black market smuggler whose really the king of foxes married to a delicate doll from the second whose really the head of her own organization." He laughed. "We can take on the world."

"That would be too much work." Replied Chiyo as she began dying the white patches. Not that she put much stock in her appearance, it was hard to do so when you could not see your own reflection, but judging by her husband's impressions of her, white patched hair would be very conspicuous in this day and age. Especially since she did not look her age.

-Hmph! I have standards, I refuse to have an old crone for my conduit.- The cat goddess seemed to smile at the comment.

Of course, there wasn't anything she could truly do aside from allowing the cat to possess her completely or rejecting the cat god all together.

The former was rejected on the basis of dying. Shattered bee seal or not she was rather fond of her life and took a good deal of pride over her skills which meant that she was not going to give up her soul regardless of weather or not it was a god asking. Fortunately Kabegami did not ask even thought she implied a great deal.

-I think I would know the better then anyone else about the fear of death.- She yawned.

The latter was also rejected because she rather enjoyed her freedom and identity even if it was ever shifting. Damn cursed seal made sure that she could never see herself, or reveal her name to anyone. She still remembered the burning pain as she was being branded with it and the inky darkness leaking into her mind, erasing slowly erasing everything she knew about herself.

Kabegami stretched and flopped onto her stomach. -Myaa. The pain just makes the memory of escape even sweeter doesn't it?-

Chiyo rolled her eyes "Stop interrupting my thoughts. It's very distracting you know."

Madoka snorted then made a face as if he regretted it. "Ugh, d'ya have to color your hair every week? I don't think anyone actually notices when you keep it up. It smells disgusting."

"Well I- yes. The color never stays for some odd reason. Must be a brush god thing." Shrugged Chiyo. "Nevermind that. We should spend some time together. It's been a while since the last time that happened." She got up from where she was sitting and made her way to the shower to wash the dye off.

"Heh. Yeah, last time we were actually together in the same form was when you were fighting that flaming old guy." Madoka grinned "Do you want me to join you in the baths?"

A chuckle was heard from inside the bathroom. "Mmmm.. This one is not against it. I suspect you might protest when the smell of the dye clings to you though."

"Meh, If you say so. Dress nice when you're done. We're going out."

"Fine by me. Make sure you leave a tail behind. I get the feeling someone is going to poke around my stuff."

"Wow. I guess she really likes her flowers." Commented Yoruichi. "And her poison. These are all really deadly plants."

"A- Are you sure we should be doing this?" Stammered Isane. She looked rather mortified at the idea of poking around someone else's private space. "It seems wrong leaving the president alone while we go through the room."

"I'm just surprised that you haven't snuck in Lady Yoruichi." Piped Nanao who was inspecting a picture of the girl in question standing next to a rugged looking man while holding a tiny white kitten. It was a rather adorable moment caught in time."You were the former commander. Surely you must've had some idea of what was in here."

"I knew she was keeping toxic flowers and a cat in her room. but not much else. The cat has chased me out each time I tried to snoop."

Kiyone, who was carefully looking through a box of expensive looking hair pins that may or may not have been poisoned, squawked in dismay. "The former commander of the stealth force was chased out by a cat?"

Yoruichi rolled her eyes at the response. "In my defense was trying to be discreet. The poor girl has a pretty nasty problem with stalkers as you all know and the traps she set were pretty impressice for someone who hasn't been formally trained. Do you have any idea how hard it is to fight a territorial tomcat with out getting either one of you killed by poisonous death trap?" Of course, there was more to it then just that. "It's not a normal domesticated cat either. I think it's at least part lynx."

The cat in the room did NOT act like any cat she had ever met, a fact that made the hair on her neck stand on end. She couldn't understand a word it said when it spoke. It also smelled of foxes and extreme danger. Like something she truly should not be tangling with. Of course no one would believe her about the fox smell since it wasn't particularly strong but lying about the breed should encourage them to avoid it.

She hadn't become commander with out listening to her gut instincts so when ever that horrible sinking feeling of being hunted went through her, she would leave with out question. The last time she disobeyed that feeling was when she was only a child and she got herself possessed by some cat monster. The sensation of a foreign presence in one's mind was not a pleasant one and she still got nightmares about it. It left some permanent marks on her too but that was for another day.

She was the first to feel it, the sinking weight of something dangerous, creep into the air.

"Ah. I think I found something." Exclaimed Rukia as she pulled open a drawer.

"RRRRRRRrrrrrrrRRRRRrrrr."

The devil cat growled at them from inside a dresser. He was mostly unseen save for the orange eyes that seem to glow.

"Soi Fon. Do not take your eyes of that cat." Commanded Yoruichi. "Everyone else, put everything back the way you found it and get out."

"The cat can't be that bad can it?"

"The thing is evil!" Griped Soi Fon as she wiped some blood off her neck. "I'm sure the eleventh would enjoy sparring with it." She nodded in thanks when Isane began healing the cut.

Nanao, Isane, her sister, and Rukia had too much trouble resetting the room, forcing Soi Fon to look away from the cat to help them.

That was not a good idea as the damnably large creature sprang out of the dresser and began attacking them with a fury of Yachiru on sugar withdrawal.

It was much larger then they had anticipated and actually managed to cut open Soi Fon's jugular vein with a single swipe, shred Kiyone's arm, pull out several gobs of hair from Isane, and seriously injure Rukia's eye.

It took much longer then it should have to stuff the cat back into the dresser and leave.

"Now do you see why I avoid fighting it?" Panted Yoruichi as she pressed ice into her cuts. "I swear the thing could probably take down Aizen if we threw it at him."

Everyone else glanced at each other.

"We are not throwing my subordinate's cat at Aizen."

Rukia began to speak when she was interrupted by a sudden burst of reiatsu.

"I'M GONNA KILL YOU STUPID BABY!" Yachiru screamed in the distance.

This was then followed by another angry burst of reiatsu that Yoruichi and Soi Fon recognized. "GIMME BACK ITACHI!"

Yoruichi groaned. "Someone go get Unohana. This won't be pretty."

Author's note-

Another written while I'm supposed to be studying for finals. I should probably get on that by the way.

I definitely believe that the shinigami would have trouble dealing with a rabid cat. They are trained to fight people,and large hollows, not catching small animals.

Seriously, A pissed off cat sounds like a demon out of hell. It's terrifying. The same with some of the fox calls. They sound like screaming. Combine the two and you get a bunch of creeped out shinigami.

And also, cat scratches hurt like hell and are prone to becoming infected.

Anyways, Comments are always welcome~~