Sun was starting to set over the Sosaeti, streets filling with shinigami either ending their work day to go home, or starting their night of heavily drinking among friends. Kumiko bobbed and weaved through the crowds, holding on tightly to a box containing 6 strawberry sake bottles and a bottle of house vodka, she had just purchased from a near by shop, on the way back to Urahara. In desperate need of a drink after her latest interaction with Shunsui. Ignoring the gentle throb between he legs, Kumiko hurried along, ready to get drunk with her friend.

Urahara could hear kumikos approach, long before she gently pushed the door to his office open, bottles clinking together musically.

"what have you done?" he laughed, jumping up to grab the heavy box from her arms

"I wanna get drunk, and you're going to help me". She said happily, following him over to his desk where he set down the box, peeping inside

"there's enough here to get four people drunk, miko," Urahara turned to her with an amused quirked eyebrow raised,

"I wanna get really, really drunk" pulling her best "I'm super serious" face. "Are you just about finished with work?"

"nearly, I've got to finish signing these last few reports before I can call it a day, it shouldn't take me long" urahara said, walking around to sit back down and continuing the never ending signing. He was getting sick of seeing his own name written,

"anything I can do to help?" Eager to help him finish sooner, Kumiko offered,

"yeah, you can finish sorting and putting those papers away on the table? Please". Urahara said, not looking up from his work. Kumiko got to work, listening to the scratching of the pen, and the fluttering sound of the new papers being pulled in front of her friend. Her hands nimbly worked, mind not needed for this task she let it wonder. Remembering the way shunsui had grabbed her earlier, the way he pressed her into him. Feeling the way she was making him feel under his clothes. He had said that her wanted her. But given the opportunity to be with her he turned tail and ran.

He's the most confusing man I've ever met. Kumiko thought if he wanted to have sex with me, he should have just done it when I was bloody offering it.

slamming down a stack of documents down harder than she had intended too in her frustration, she turned to see that Kiske hadn't noticed. Quickly she finished, going to stand next to urahara, leaning her curvy hip against the side of his desk. He chose to ignore her hovering over him to finish the last few signatures needed.

Pulling the last one to him, Urahara said "awfully hard to concentrate when you're breathing down my neck, miko-san,". Looking up at her with a cheesy grin, "this is the last one, why don't you go fetch some cups from the kitchen, instead of staring a hole through the top of my hat?"

brushing her hand across his shoulder on her way past, Kumiko hurried to the Small kitchen in the lab where they had before shared breakfast, grabbing two sake cups, and two shot glasses, before hurrying back to the table to lay them all out. The clinking sound of bottles raised kumikos head, breaking out into a big smile as she watched Urahara carry the box over to the table, before sitting down heavily

Kumiko reached for some sake, pouring them both a generous amount,

"how was ukitake? " Urahara questioned, watching Kumiko down her first drink, he laughed "slow down miko, or I'll be spending my night holding your hair back while you're sick,"

"what a good friend you are" she smiled at him, pouring herself another one but choosing to sip at it at a slower pace "he was good, awake when I got there. Kyoraku was visiting him, or should I say using visiting him as an excuse to avoid his paperwork"they shared a laugh at that, it was easier pulling teeth than it was to get Kyoraku to sit down and do paperwork

not that I blame him, Urahara thought I'm tempted to "accidentally lose" it half the time

"Kyoraku went to heat up the soup, when he was gone his lieutenant turned up" Kumiko remembered "she didn't look happy. captain ukitake bent the truth and told her he wasn't there" starting to laugh

Urahara laughed with her, "nanao-chan does have it rough with him as her captain, they're complete opposites "

"why has she stayed in his division for so long then? Couldn't she transfer? You said captain ukitake had a lieutenant seat going" Kumiko asked her friend, genuinely interested

Urahara laughed "probably because he's her uncle" filling his cup again

"he is!?" Genuinely surprised "I didn't know that"

"yeah, it's quite sad really, Nanaos parents died when she was little, Kyoraku helped raised his brothers daughter. she's been in his division, giving her uncle a hard time ever since"

" I'm sure he deserves everything he gets off her". She said quietly, pouring them both a shot of vodka, pushing one towards her friend she said "drink". Before slamming her own one back. Shuddering at the bitter burn, incredibly harsh after the sweet fruity sake. Urahara taking his own shot, not having quite the reaction Kumiko had.

"did you speak with him at ukitakes?"

"kind of" Kumiko admitted "he could tell I was frustrated, so he followed me out when I left to talk to me."

"ah, so that's the reason you've come back with enough alcohol to kill a hollow" urahara nodded to the many bottles of booze about, " what did he say?"

"he's so confusing." Kumiko started, drinking more sake to get rid of the vodka taste "he got me to say why I wasn't happy, he was absolutely clueless, he then told me he wanted to have sex with me"

"my my, how very brazen of him". Urahara laughed

"not those exact words, but that's what he ment. He then kissed me, and left me. Again" Kumiko admitted, pouring them another shot

"drink"


"So dream wolf? What's powers does your zanpakuto have miko?" Urahara asked, alcohol quickly sending the pair on their way to being drunk

"Ayumu ookami, it's basically illusion based, he can see into the dreams and desires for whoever he's facing. And then changes how they see things. I could take on the appearance of your wife, father, child. It's a lot harder to swing your zanpakuto at someone you love. "

"interesting, I've not seen one like that before, have you achieved banki?" Urahara asked interested

"I have , in banki , murasaki ayumu ookami hanta can also effect your senses, make you be anywhere, see anything; feel anything . I could make you feel like you were in love with me, scared of me, anything. " Kumiko tried to explain, alcohol making it harder than it should've been to concentrate

"that sounds quite similar to what you experience when met with spiritual pressure. Getting you to experience different emotions, it's really fascinating " Uraharas mind was going a mile a minute thinking up all new explications and theory's to the unfortunate effect Kumiko has on spiritual pressures

" hey. No work talk!" Kumiko said, opening their third bottle of sake " drink talk! Wanna play a game?"

"what kind of game?"


"So I've got to kiss one, have sex with one, and marry one?" Urahara confirmed the rules of the game, taking it much more serious than a laughing Kumiko

"yup" she said, popping the P at the end "don't think too hard Kiske, it's supposed to be fun"

"ok. Then. I suppose I would marry Yoruichi " he said tapping his finger against his chin

"good choice"

"have sex with Unohana-san?"

she laughed " is that a question?"

"have sex with Unohana san, and I suppose I would have to kiss Sui-feng" he finished, blush gracing his cheeks

Kumiko laughed harder at that, pouring them another shot, both drinking it down at the same time

"I bet Sui-feng would love that, bet she's been dying to kiss you for years" she teased him

"oh shut up" he laughed "ok, your turn" he started thinking, face splitting into a grin "Kyoraku, ukitake and myself" he decided

taking another shot, Kumiko said " easy, I would marry you" blowing him a cheeky kiss from across the table, "kiss captain ukitake, god help him, and fuck Kyoraku "

"now I'm throwing them back to you"

"what?" Urahara said drunkenly

"me, captain ukitake and Kyoraku. Who do you want to kiss, marry and fuck?" Kumiko laughed

"you can't do that!" Urahara whined "I don't want men"

"it's my game, my rules. Sexual preference wasn't addressed, so all sexes are on the table " miko laughed at her friend, alcohol making this so much funnier to her "times wasting urahara"

" fine, I would fuck you."

"thanks" she smiled wildly at him

"then I supposed I would have to ... marry Kyoraku and kiss ukitake " his confession making Kumiko howl with laughter

"why did you decide to grace captain ukitake with your lips?" she asked playfully sending him a kissy face from across the table, just about dodging the pillow urahara aimed at her face

smiling sheepishly, Urahara said

"Kyorakus beard looks scratchy "

kumikos laugh could be heard all the way down the corridor


Most of the alcohol now gone, both friends were laying on the floor next to eachother, top and tailing, heads close together giggling. Minds fuzzy, the room slightly spinning for them both

"I had alot of fun tonight " Kumiko told her friend "thank you" she told him, leaning in to give him a small friendly, alcohol induced kiss on the lips

"anytime miko-san" he laughed at her. "Next time we should go out, introduce you to some more friends, I think you'll get along with renji and Matsumoto. And hisagi, if he can get himself to stop blushing at pretty girls" he said with another Giggle

"it would be nice to make a couple of girlfriends " Kumiko agreed "I haven't been shopping in so long". She said wistfully

"I would offer to go with you, but I know I'll just end up carrying your bags following you from shop to shop begging for a hollow to appear and eat me to put me out of my misery" he smirked at her

"I hate shopping" he laughed

"I'll make some girlfriends and go with them. Maybe I'll buy you a silly new hat" she teased, tugging at it slightly

"my hat is not silly. It's useful" he decided, putting his hand on the hat on his head

"useful how?"

"it hides the fact I haven't brushed my hair" he said making her laugh again

with a dramatic sigh, Kumiko sat up. Grabbing the floor for support as the room started spinning

"I better get home before I pass out on your floor"

Urahara unsteadily got himself up trying to help his friend. Nearly knocking them both to the floor again. Tomorrow morning is going to be painful he thought, "you sure you don't wanna crash here? "

"no I want my bed " she giggled, holding onto his arm for support

"then let me walk you home" he offered

"who's going to walk your drunk ass back here after that? Kumiko laughed "no I'll be fine, I'll see you tomorrow ". She reached up to give him another kiss. Before leaving to head home


Walking unsteadily through the streets in her drunken state kumikos body became alive, wanting the feel of a man touching her, on top of her. In her. Getting drunk often heightened her need for sex, and tonight was so different. Swaying as she walked, often using the wall for support Kumiko let her mind wonder someplace filthy.

Dirty thoughts were cut short abruptly, when she turned a corner and smacked into someone, to drunk to stop herself falling, her ass hit the floor, too numb to cause any pain, with an "oof" leaving her lips

"shit. Miko are you okay?" Came a deep baritone voice above her, the same voice that was just whispering dirty worlds into her ears, breathing heavily on her neck in her dirty drunkenly daydream. Arms gently grabbed her arms, bringing her to her feet way too fast for her drunken mind to keep up with

"im fine," she said swaying slightly, hand on his chest to centre herself "for some reason I keep bumping into you" she giggled

Kyoraku noticed the smell of sake on her person, swaying slightly, blush on her cheeks, hand lightly rubbing his chest

"are you drunk?" He asked her with a laugh. Sober for once, having spent the day with jushiro and. The night finishing his paperwork nanao finally made him do

"no", she said grinning up at him "I'm very drunk"

"I see. And why are you very drunk walking alone In the street?" He asked her, wanting to make sure she didn't leave a passed out urahara in a bush somewhere

"I'm walking home from kiskes." She told him, alcohol making her brave, needy feeling in her stomach making her brazen. She reached up and kissed him "I was just thinking about you"

the notion she was thinking about him made Kyorakus heart beat faster. She was so cute,

"yeah? What were you thinking about" he asked her, wrapping his arms around her to make sure she didn't fall over again

" you.. touching me. In my bed" she told him lazily running a finger through his chest hair

"im honoured. A beautiful woman like you thinking about an old man like me in such lovely ways". He told her trying not to laugh at the lack of filter she seemed to have when drunk

she startled him lightly, reaching up to kiss him again, which he retuned happily. One arm wrapped around the back of his neck, pulling him to her, deepening the kiss, her tongue was asking for entry. Kyoraku granted her access, struggling to say no to the woman who had captivated him. Her hand travelling lower on his body pulled him back to himself, sensing where it was headed.

He pulled back lightly and told her softly "miko, no. Not like this" he said gently

she looked up at him with lust in her eyes "then take me home" the meaning clear

"that's not what I ment. I'm not going to make love to you when you're this drunk darling"

huffing at the rejection she got . Again . She pushed off him creating space between their bodies. "I thought you said you wanted me". She accused him, being denied sex, again, making her frustrated,

" not like this. " he said gently, not expecting her reaction . She balled her fist slightly, anger getting the best of her "fine". She said before turning around and storming off the way she came,

"hey! Miko! " Kyoraku called after her, running to catch up, getting in front of her to block her path "where are you going?" He asked her

completely ignoring his question, she told him " twice . I've come to you twice now, and both times you've rejected me, it's fine. I can take the hint. Leave me alone," all rational thought had left the woman, pent up sexual frustration and alcohol fuelling her words. She pushed past and started stomping away

"Kumiko!" An exasperated Kyoraku called after her again

"fuck off shunsui". She called back over her shoulder, her body wanted sex, she was going to get it


Kyoraku stood alone in the street absolutely dumbfounded. Rubbing a hand down his face at the emotions mixing around in him. frustrated with Kumiko walking away , body aching to have her pressed up against him again, and concern for her, walking around in that drunken state.

the way she was walking, Kyoraku assumed she was going back to Uraharas, which was only a couple of streets away, feeling safe to let her walk back, Kyoraku went home to take a cold shower and work on his apology he would give her in the morning .