"My bruises have bruises," Kumiko complained, gently rubbing her sore ass as she walked next to the reason for said bruises. Urahara laughed at his grumbling friend, completely unscathed from their previous playful spar. "You did well, Miko-san," he said kindly. "You almost got my hat once or twice."

Kumiko laughed at his blatant lie, trying to make her feel better about her embarrassing defeat.

"No, I didn't," she chuckled, moving to inspect the bruise forming on her forearm from a partially strong blow dealt by the Captain. "I had as much chance of getting your hat as you do of going the next month without Lieutenant Hiyori kicking you upside the head." Kumiko concluded.

Rounding the corner, Uraharas retort was cut short by the sight of captains Ukitake and Kyoraku standing outside his office talking quietly. Pain forgotten, Kumiko gazed on the form of the latter captain. Sugegasa hung low over his handsomely rugged face, teeth white and on show due to something his friend had just said. Famous pink kimono draped over his broad shoulders. Leaning lazily against the wall, making his hips jut out slightly.

"you're drooling". The whisper too close to her ear startled Kumiko out of her ogling

swatting at the chucking offender "no I'm not, idiot"

Kiske raised his voice to capture the attention of the two men waiting for them outside his office

"shunsui, jushiro. Sorry for keeping you waiting, time got away from us" urahara explained their absence, moving to unlock the door to his office

"not at all, kiske, we weren't waiting long" ukitake smiled at the captain, following him inside the cooler room.

shunsui pushed himself off the wall, raising an arm in a gentlemanly way, "after you, miko-san"allowing Kumiko to enter first, eyes darting down to her bottom as she walked in before him

"thank you, captain Kyoraku". She responded formally. Heat gracing her cheeks once again at the low chuckle coming from behind her at her clear embarrassment.

Eyes adjusting to the dark room, Kumiko watched as Urahara walked around the space, grabbing the papers and pen he was writing on this morning when Kumiko arrived.

"so how will this work?" Ukitake questioned his friend, arranging his papers on the desk in front of him

"huh" Urahara exclaimed " I haven't really thought it through. I suppose if one of you can take Kumiko to the opposite side of the room, to ensure no interference. Release your Reiatsu, and we can go from there? I will be taking some notes of what happens and will ask questions after, sound good?" He addressed the room, but eyes locked on Kumiko, having to confirm himself she was still ok with it. She sent him a small smile indicating her agreement.

Shunsui walked lethargically past Ukitake and Kumiko, patting his hand on the older man's shoulder, "you can go first juu-chan" To lean gently against the wall behind Uraharas desk. Gazing up at the pair from under his hat. Urahara, pen in hand waited for the two to continue, ready to jot down what happens .

Kumiko walked to stand in front of captain Ukitake in the middle of the room, looking at his face, smiling shyly. Her fists were balled slightly in anticipation at her side, taking a deep calming breath. Fear of the unknown twisting in her stomach.

The kind man returned her smile, "ready, miss Satsuki?" He asked, loud enough for all the occupants of the room to hear. With a quick nod, Ukitake slowly started releasing his Reiatsu.

Ukitake watched closely the effect he was having on the woman, ready to pull back his spiritual pressure if it were to cause her distress, noting her hands unclenching, and small content smile appearing on her face, he increased the pressure he was throwing out, clothes slightly swaying with the force of it

Kumikos whole body relaxed, shoulders sagging slightly, she gently leaned forward and rested her forehead on the middle of ukitakes chest,

"Miko-san? How are you feeling?" Came Uraharas soft voice from behind her, sounds of the pen scratching the paper reaching her ears

"warm". She answered, hardly above a whisper "safe, protected. Like nothing can hurt me. It feels like home" she finished with a small sigh. All the stress leaving her body

Ukitake raised a hand to place comfortingly on the top of the young girls head, very much like a parent would do to their child. pleased to of had such a sweet reaction from her. Looking past her, he noted Uraharas nod as a sign he could stop, slowly pulling his Reiatsu back until it was hidden away. Giving Kumiko time to come back to her senses, Ukitake moved his hand from her head to her shoulder asking kindly "are you ok Kumiko-san".

gaining back control of her own Body, Kumiko gently lifted her head from the man's chest looking up to him with a kind smile "I'm fine, captain Ukitake, you have a really nice Reiatsu"

chuckling slightly he responded " I'm glad, I was awfully worried you would start crying at me" Turning slightly from the Captain, Kumiko addressed her friend "did you see enough Kiske?"

"I just have a few questions," he confirmed, looking up from his paper "can you explain how it felt? How it started and how it finished? "

Taking a moment to collect her thoughts, Kumiko sat crossed legged on the floor, facing the note taker . "It started gently, just a warm buzz over my skin to start. It then changed to feel like a big warm blanket made of pure safety and protection was tightening around me. Like that was the safest place in the world. I could feel it tugging me closer to the source, i couldn't fight the need to lay my head on your chest sir" she added looking up at Ukitake "I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable "

"Not at all my dear". He confirmed sweetly

" how did the strength of it compare to mine?" Urahara pressed on "do you feel one was harder for you to resist?"

Kumiko glanced up and noticed that at some point shunsui had taken off his hat, dark brown hair pulled into a ponytail held by a light blue band. The man's grey eyes looked into hers, captivated once again by the reactions the woman had to spiritual pressure. He found it just as interesting to watch as he had when he witnessed Uraharas Reiatsu send her into a fit of uncontrollable laughter.

"I can't really distinguish the strength between them, I couldn't tell you who was stronger between yourself and captain ukitake" she pondered "both reactions I couldn't control though, it's hard to compare them, the feeling of feeling safe and laughing like a loon are miles apart". She added

urahara put down his pen, asking his last question purely for his own peace of mind

"how do you feel now? Do you need to take a break? Or have some water?" He asked, eyes raking over her form, confirming she is alright.

"no I'm fine, I promise." She assured him "it can sometimes take it out of me, the bigger physical reactions like laughing or crying. But I feel good, it really was a lovely Reiatsu" She added

Shunsui gently pushed himself off the wall clapping once gaining the attention of everyone there "You've had your fun, Juu-chan. It's my turn to see what effect I have on our little Miko-san here" He said teasingly, hiding the worry he now felt

what if I make her cry, he worried internally. shunsui hated to see any woman cry, but he couldn't Bear the thought of being the reason for tears to spill.

walking into the middle of the room, passing ukitake and Urahara taking their place behind the desk. He turned around to to offer his large hand to Kumiko, easily pulling her to her feet

a cloud of uncertainty washed on her face again as she faced him..

she really is breathtaking he mused

looking over her head, taking Uraharas thumbs up as approval he should start, shunsui released his spiritual pressure, not as gently as his childhood friend had. Intense waves of indescribable pleasure slammed into miko in a way she had never experienced before. Heat rushed through her body, as her knees threatened to buckle beneath her. Her hands shot out to grab the captains white haori in a desperate attempt to stay standing as a cardinal moan erupted through her pretty parted lips.

Shock at the intensity of her reaction caused shunsui to take a step back, releasing even more of his powerful Reiatsu in his Haste. The intensity of the pleasure ripping through her body increased,causing miko to fall to her knees, hands trying desperately to find purchase on the smooth wooden flooring beneath her. Her sinful panting sending shockwaves straight to Kyorakus dick. Squirming on the floor another louder lust filled moan ripped through Kumikos throat

in a flurry, Urahara jumped over his desk, documenting the exchange forgotten as he pushed himself inbetween the two, trying to block the onslaught of Reiatsu crippling his friend on the floor. A short "Kyoraku!" Sounded from his long haired friend snapped shunsui back to reality enough to quickly dampen down his Reiatsu .

wide eyed, Kyoraku looked passed a concerned Urahara, too look at Kumiko shaking slightly on the floor, breaths coming out hard and fast. urahara crouched down, placing a hand on her shoulder asking if she was ok. She stood shakily, face redder than any of the men has seen her wear recently, letting her long hair fall in her face to hide her shame

"excuse me". She said softly, shaky legs carrying her to the open door and away from the three captains. A quiet sob Escaping her quivering lip, gently heard by the three emotional men as she rounded the corner and disappeared from their sight

A heavy tension left hanging in the air