Harsh light barrelling through the window illuminates kumikos face the following morning. Sprawled on her stomach on top of her disheveled bed, she opened her eyes to immediately slam them shut with a groan

ugh, my head. She thought to herself wallowing in self pity how much did I drink last night?

the fleeting thought came to the front of her mind as she rolled away from the too bright light mocking her

bits and pieces from the night before flooded her memory. She would have smiled remembering the laughter she had shared with the captains if she wasn't trying so hard to Will away the dull ache consuming her whole head. With a sigh she blindly reached for her blanket to then throw it over her head, Cocooning herself in a blanket of regret

knock knock

ugh, go away. She thought squeezing the blanket tighter around herself, willing whoever it was knocking on her door to leave her to die in peace

knock knock knock knock knock

"alright! I'm up. Give me a minute!" She raised her voice to stop the excessive knocking at her door , grumbling to herself as she threw off the covers, swaying slightly towards to source of her annoyance, griping her head as she goes. Kumiko tore the door open a little harder than necessary to greet the annoyingly chipper face of Kiske urahara

"good morning sunshine! " he playfully sang upon seeing her murderous eyes. His right arm went up to the back of his head as he looked her over. "You look worse than I thought you would" he chuckled softly

Kumiko glared at him with as much energy as she could spare "this is all your fault you know" she turned around leaving the door open to walk back to her bed where she fell down into a pathetic ball. "How many drinks did you give me" she groaned through squinted eyes.

Urahara laughed, following her into her apartment "only as many as you insisted you could handle, miko-san. I come bearing gifts though, if you can find it in yourself to sit up again " Kumiko, intrigued at what she can now see in his left hand. Slowly shuffled up on her bed, sitting up with her back against the wall, she reached her open Palm towards the man "gimme" She said opening and closing her fingers a few times for good measure

with a chuckle at her disheveled appearance, her hair sticking out at strange angles, one sock on and eyeliner smudged on her face, Urahara deposited the treat into her hand. Looking down she saw it was a pon de ring donut in a white paper bag. Her stomach growled and her mouth started to water at the sight and smell of the sweet treat. Ripping open the bag and taking a less than ladylike mouthful she raised her eyes at the gift bringer

"you're forgiven" she mumbled around a mouthful of sweet and chewy dessert

"glad to hear it" he smiles down at her "once you've finished, get ready for the day and meet me at my barracks , I'll give you a tour and introduce you to some of my division "

turning to leave he threw a wave over his head at the shinigami currently filling her cheeks with the peace offering

"fank huu" she called after the man, catching his chuckle before the door closed softly behind his form.

quickly devouring the pon de ring donut faster than she imagined she could, she climbed up from her bed feeling more steady, and headed to her shower to wash of the grime and regret from her body

Less than an hour later, Kumiko arrived at Uraharas private barracks looking a lot more human than she did previously. Uniform warn correctly, hair brushed into a high ponytail, with hair framing either side of her face accentuating her violet eyes. She knocked the open door lightly to gain the attention of the man she was meeting

said man looked up at the light tapping and a smile found it's way onto his lips upon seeing who it was

"well well. Don't you look better than you did this morning" he said walking over to join her at the door. The sound of his odd wooden clogs tapping against the wooden floor. He gently rested a hand on her shoulder " ready for a tour?"

Craning her neck up to meet his eyes, she nodded enthusiastically " thank you again for breakfast Captain Urahara, I definitely feel much better now, I'm looking forward to seeing what your division looks like"

"again with the formality" Urahara spoke up, voice lowering into a deeper sultry tone "don't tell me I've got to get some more sake in you before you start calling tme 'Kiske-Kun' again, mm? " Tilting his green hat back slightly to get a good view of the upcoming embarrassment

red flushed kumikos cheeks at the memory that came flooding back at his words

drunkenly swaying between Urahara and Shunsui as they both lead her back to her room, arms thrown around both captains backs, keeping herself upright. The world is spinning and these two handsome men are the only anchor she has on the world . Hands slightly roaming the backs of the two captains . Feeling their hard muscles under her fingertips. Kumiko has always been a touchy person, enjoying any form or physical contact, and drunk Kumiko was no different

Arriving to her door, after painfully watching Kumiko fumble with the key and lock, which to her seem to keep moving away from eachother. Kiske gently grabbed the key from her hand, gently pushing her more into Shunsuis hold to ensure she doesn't fall on her ass... again. And opened the door for her. Her back was pressed into Shunsuis front, ass pressed up against him as he slowly walked her forward. Her hand slightly gripped his haori, helping to steady herself.

Shunsui was leading her in towards her bed, arms wrapped around her from behind, ushering her the right way, as soon as he released her upon arriving at her destination she fell face first into the bed, too dumbfounded to try and catch her, shunsui watched as she snuggled up to her pillow . Small smile playing on his lips

"thank you Kiske-kun , Shunsui-kun" we're the last words uttered out of her mouth before sake induced sleep took her

*

Kumikos cheeks flushed at the embarrassing memory of the night before, turning around to avoid the smirk on Kiskes face and start heading out the door "I'm never drinking with you again" she said as she started walking away, kiskes laughter following behind her.

The stroll around the 7th squads barracks was peaceful, trees lined the path they were currently walking down, gently swaying in the light breeze. The slight rustle of a bag containing sweets and the soft chewing coming from Urahara accompanied the crunchy sound of their feet on the gravel path. Conversation flowed easily between the two, as if they've been friends for years.

Coming toward the end of the path it opened up into a big green field, where the sounds of wood hitting wood and fast footsteps invaded kumikos senses. In the middle of the field we're two shinigami. One tall man, with short black hair, a grey bandage on his cheek above a 69 tattoo. And a young blonde girl with hair in pigtails coming together to exchange blows of the wooden zanpakuto they're swinging. Stopping to watch the Battle. Kumikos eyes followed the quick movements of the two Warriors, ducking and diving and coming together with strength she could feel from where she was

she turned to Urahara expectingly, waiting for an introduction

"my Lieutenant Hiyori sarugaki and Lieutenant Shūhei Hisagi from the 9th" he offered, sitting down on the grass, tapping the space next to him in invitation.

Sitting down next to urahara she popped into her mouth one of the offered sweets from his stash. savouring the sweet taste as she twirled her tongue around it. Eyes glued to the two sparing. Hisagi jumped quickly to his left, narrowly avoiding the downwards swing hiyori had delt from above in a high jump. Hisagi twisted around precisely blocking the follow up attack with his own wooden zanpakuto. The two came together in a vicious blow, air twirling around the pair dancing their dangerous dance, when Hiyori suddenly dropped to the floor, putting all her weight on her hand not holding the weapon, her feet shooting out from under her, straight into Hisagis legs, knocking him to the floor, raising the sword just in time to block a fatal blow to the head rained down on him from Hiyori. A moment passed before Hiyori offered a hand to a panting Hisagi, offering the man to his feet

slow claps next to Kumiko, drew her attention back to Urahara, smiling wide at the two lieutenants. "Very well done you two! Was very entertaining to watch" he raised his voice to the pair, catching their breath

"captain Urahara!" Hisagi said, bowing at the waist at the captain

"idiot, why don't you go do some work instead of stalking us you bald creep!" Came angrily from the smaller female

Kumikos hand went to her mouth to stifle the laughter bubbling up. Urahara rose to his feet, slowly walking towards to two lieutenants making their way over. "Now now Hiyori-chan! It's the captains job to oversee the training of his subordinates!" He replied happily

"idiot, oversee your own face!" Hiyori screamed as she jumped towards her captain, both feet landing squarely in his face, knocking the man down next to Kumiko. His groan was overshadowed by another laugh coming from Kumiko, hand coming up to cover his red face.

Kumiko leaned over urahara, lips pulled over her teeth in a cheesy smile

"fan of yours I take it?" She asked giggling.

Urahara sat up gently poking his nose "she loves me really, she just don't know it yet" shooting Kumiko a wink. Pitying the man, miko gave him a hand up, looking at the mark on his face, she gently removed his hand covering his nose and inspected it herself.

"well doc? Will I live?" He asked sheepishly

"you'll live" She chuckled "but has your nose always been that shape?" She asked with fake concern, laughing as the man's hand shot right back to his nose, double checking the shape

he sighed in relief, feeling his still straight nose. "Don't do that to me miko-san, my ruggedly handsome good looks are all I have" he said with a wink, "Hiyori, Hisagi, come meet Kumiko will you? Play nice" he added for hiyori's benefit

Kumiko turned to face the two lieutenants, bowing at the waist. " good morning lieutenant sarugaki, lieutenant Hisagi. Pleasure to meet you. I'm Kumiko Satsuki"

straightening up Kumiko noticed a slight blush on Hisagis face , eyes darting around, trying not to stare at the new beauty. Upon closer inspection, she noticed Hisagi also had three red scars running down his right eye. Clearly someone who's had their share of battles.

Hiyori looked positively bored. Short compared to even Kumiko, just about reaching her shoulders. She has a peppering of freckles accross her unamused face. Addressing her captain instead "she joining 7th?" Pointing her thumb in kumikos direction, not noticing the smile ghosting her lips.

Hand going to the back of his head, a gesture kumiko noticed he does a lot, he smiled at the two lieutenants "hopefully Hiyori-san! Currently miko-san is going to be spending time with all divisions to see where she'll be best suited" Kumiko thankful for the explanation leaving out her little captain problem. Hiyori sighed, Placing both hand behind her head, she turned around and started to walk away

"well why bother me if she's not even joining our division. Go do some work baldy" she said not looking back. "HISAGI! You coming?!" Came a second, slightly louder remark

Hisagi straightened up at hearing his name, eyes wide clearly not wanting to piss off the smaller angry lieutenant . He bowed quickly at the amused pair " nice to meet you, miss Kumiko, captain Urahara " before hurrying after the retreating form of Hiyori

"is she always like that?" Kumiko asked softly, watching the two shinigami walk away

" pretty much" kiske answered lightheartedly looking down at Kumiko

"you should learn to duck quicker then" Kumiko laughed at the still red mark on the captains face