Kumiko slowly opened her eyes regretting it instantly. Her head was throbbing, mouth was too dry and she was hot. Too hot. Urahara, snoring loudly in her ear, had draped himself across her whole body in his sleep. Head pushed into the side of her neck, hair covering most of his face, snoring into her ear rattling the brain in her head. He had half of his torso draped over hers, arm slung heavily over her chest, pinning her arms to the bed and dangling freely over the side of the bed. A strong hairy leg laying across hers, foot sticking out of the blanket .

If he was any closer he would be in me. She thought blushing at remembering last night, he was in fact in her

The weight of the man crushing her into the mattress had her wondering how she didn't suffocate in her sleep. Needing desperately to escape the too hot body prison she found herself in. Kumiko tried sliding out of the bed with no luck. unable to bend her legs enough to find purches enough to slide her self up, and not wanting to risk sliding down, for fear of suffocation. She couldn't move her arms enough to to push him over. The pain behind her eyes intensified, so she decided she needed to wake urahara up

"Kiske," she said quietly, knowing shouting would hurt her already delicate head

"urahara!" She tried louder, still getting no response other than a booming snore in her ear for her efforts.

Kumiko tried elbowing him, but having being draped over her arm and chest did little in the way of movement. "Oi, wake up" Getting frustrated Kumiko lifted her head to bite her teeth into the flesh of his shoulder. Hard. Urahara shot up in bed with a yelp. Hands immediately coming up to clasp his tender head. A gentle mantra of " ow ow ow" came from his lips, muffled by his hands

well that worked Kumiko thought smugly serves him right for trying to suffocate me

" owww, miko. Why did you wake me ?". He mumbled hands coming down, turning to inspect his throbbing shoulder. Noticing the glistening bite mark on his shoulder

"did you bite me?" He questioned her. Falling back onto the bed stomach first, head turned towards her. thankfully a small distance away

" you were trying to kill me in your sleep! You're lucky that's all I did" she told him, closing her eyes from the harsh light in the room

he opened one eye to look at her confused "how did I try and kill you in my sleep?"

"you were laying on top of me" she laughed. Instantly regretting it. "I couldn't breath, I thought I was going to die because I couldn't get your heavy ass off me"

"good morning by the way "

urahara closed his eyes groaning "it's not a good morning. I think my head is going to explode. Go back to sleep"

"and wake up dead because you've rolled over and squished me to death? No chance, you clingy bastard" She laughed at him

after heaving out a big sigh Urahara raised himself up on his arms to look at her "how can you wake up dead?" Sending her a pain filled smirk

"how can you sleep like the dead yet snore like a hollow?" She countered.

"pfft, I don't snore" he said, laying back down closing his eyes

"tell that to my brain you just rattled with it " she retorted lightly

"Kiske?" She asked him softly; getting a grunt in reply

"I need to pee"

"so go pee then" he said snuggling into his pillow

"I can't, I'm naked. And I don't know where my clothes are" she whined, causing him to chuckle

"so? I won't peek. Go pee so I can go back to sleep" he said

" be a gentleman and get up first" she reasoned with him, making him laugh

" I saw you naked last night. I had my face buried in between your legs. Why so shy this morning?"

"that was drunk Kumiko and drunk Kiske. Sober Kumiko wants to keep the mystery" she told him playfully making him laugh

he finally opened his eyes to look at her face "your a pain in the ass you know that? " wide smile on his face "you're the one who wanted to get drunk. You're the one who wanted to have sex and now your the one wanting to get out of bed. why, Prey tell, am I the one with a massive headache, having to get out of bed a so you can "keep the mystery"? "

"just get out of bed you ass. " she told him laughing

grumbling about impossible women. Urahara slipped out of bed, grabbing a pair of loose grey sleeping bottoms and pulling them up to sit low on his hips.

"I'll wait for you out there" he said, stumbling towards the door, alcohol still clearly in his system

when the door closed softly Kumiko gingerly got out of bed to find her discarded clothes from the night before and slowly got dressed. Trying not to jostle her head too much. She stared to take stock of her body. She was tired and aching but in good spirits. She had a painful ache between her legs when she walked. Won't be doing much walking today then she thought. Already planning a nice hot bath when she got home. Noting the clock on the table next to the bed read 10:37. Plenty of time for a nap too she thought. Tying her Shihakusho snuggly to her chest, she made her way out the bedroom, immediately the smell of alcohol hitting her nose and turning her stomach slightly. The too sweet smell of strawberries not helping her hangover. not seeing urahara in the main office she quickly headed to the bathroom.

After quickly finishing her business, Kumiko went to the sink to wash her hands. Looking up into the mirror that hung above the sink, Kumiko noticed how wild her hair was, taking a moment to run her fingers through her hair to try and tame it. When a dark purple mark caught her attention. Leaning into the mirror and craning her head to the side she inspected her neck, where a large purple and blue bruise sat sticking out like a sore thumb on her usually creamy complexion

did he give me a fucking hicky? She thought shocked, remembering how the night went Kumiko loosened her top slightly, pulling it down her shoulders. She had three dark bruises. One on the left side of her neck, on her right shoulder, and the top of her right breast

fucking animal.

Opening the bathroom door and entering the office she demanded

"what the hell did you do to me?!"

Uraharas hand went to the side of his head in protest "indoor voice please miko. My head feels like it's going to fall off"

"I'll kick it clean off in a minute, " she said a bit more quietly, walking over to him "look"

Uraharas eyes immediately fell on the bruise on her neck, then noticing the other two, he chuckled

"oops?" He said sheepishly

"ill give you 'oops' " she said pushing him lightly "how the hell am I supposed to hide that?" She said pointing at her neck

"wear a scarf?" He offered

"its the middle of summer stupid " she sighed

maybe I can get my hair to cover it

he laughed gently at her "sorry". He offered "I must have gotten a little carried away"

"I'll work something out," she said, adjusting her Shihakusho to cover the rest of her bruises and bringing her hair over her shoulder to try and cover the last on her neck.

"I'm going to head home" she told him walking to the door "I need a shower and more sleep, I'll catch you later"

"hey,miko?" Uraharas soft voice stopped her as she reached the door. When she turned to face him she saw the questioning look in his eyes "are we stilll..? Are we good?" He asked. Needing to know their friendship wasn't effected by their drunk fuelled romp last night

smiling at him softly she walked up to him hugged him around the middle, his arms happily receiving her "were still friends" she told him, remembering their words from last night


Kumiko made the walk of shame home, keeping her head down and hair pulled forward. Every step caused her a small amount of pain inbetween her legs. Nothing compared the the pounding headache she was enduring. The cool morning air dancing over her skin was refreshing .

Finally seeing her home up the road, Kumiko dared to hurry her pace. A cold glass of orange juice, a hot relaxing bath and her comfy bed calling her name.

Kumiko walked up the steps to her building, turning down the corridor that led to her Home when she noticed a man standing opposite her door leaning on the wall. Hat pulled down over his eyes. Pink flowery kimono draped across his wide shoulders

"shit"


slowing her pace slightly, not wanting to have the inevitable conversation when she reached her door. Kumikos hands went to her hair, checking it was still pulled forward over her neck.

"captain?" She asked finally coming up to the man "what are you doing here?"

Kyoraku stood up to his full height looking down at the woman, looking very delicate this morning.

"I had come to check on you after our encounter last night". He told her, Kumiko not yet being able to work out the mood the man was in, started to open her door and walk in. Kyoraku followed the woman inside "imagine my Surprise when I realised you weren't in your bed"

Kumiko bought herself some time going to the fridge and pouring herself a small glass of orange juice. Bringing it to her lips and drinking it quickly. The cool liquid soothing her too dry throat.

"where were you?" He asked her. Turning to face him she realised how close he had gotten to her.

"I stayed at Uraharas" she offered aloof

I can't tell if he's mad or not she pondered I did shove him. And tell him to fuck off she cringed at the memory

eyes darting down, catching something dark in his vision. He brought a hand up to lightly push back her hair. Rubbing his thumb lightly against the dark bruise that sat there

"done a little more than sleep, did we?" He told her, grey eyes hardening a little

"I." Heat immediately rose to her face. She started getting flustered "that's. That's none of your business". She stated, hurrying past him towards her bedroom. Needing some space between them

needing this conversation to be over she begged embarrassed

"oh? I think it is" his words turned her around

shit, he looks angry. She thought, even though his voice remained calm, his eyes gave him away. She leaned against her wall, tiredness catching up to her.

"what I do in my personal time is up to me" she said "you don't have the right to come here and". She was cut off by shunsui resting a large hand on the wall by her head, leaning in slightly. Trapping her against the wall

"did he satisfy you"?

what? "I, I don't " she started stuttering. Looking into his angry face, noting the bruise still under his eye. That she gave him. That wonderful morning seemed so far away in that moment.

Not angry. Jealous she realised ok, and maybe a little angry

his other hand came up to the one planted on the wall, successfully blocking any exit she could try to make

"did he make you moan?" He continued, closing the gap between them slightly. Hushed voice reaching her ears

"that's none of your business,"she said anger rising "I came to you last night if you remember. You rejected me. You have no right to be angry because I met my needs somewhere else. We're not. Your not. I didn't do anything wrong" anger making her defensive

Jealousy getting the better of him, Shunsuis spiritual pressure started to seep out of him unknowingly. Head swimming with uncontrollable arosal, Kumiko placed a hand on his chest pushing weakly. "Shunsui," she breathed quietly

"did he make you cum?" He pressed on voice quiet and dangerous, ignoring her rising temper. Stepping into her, pushing his lower regions into her firmly "scream his name?"

not yet noticing his slip of control and the effect it was having on the woman through his green eyes of jealousy. he ran a hand down the side of her face, to her neck, lightly pressing on the bruise. It throbbed in protest

"did you think of me? He asked the panting woman, legs shaking beneath her "imagine how good it would feel with my hands on your aching body?"

"shunsui... your Reiatsu... stop". She begged the man through a moan finally slipping out. who in turn noticed shocked at how she was struggling. Quickly getting control of his emotions, he locked his Reiatsu away, hands darting out to catch Kumiko as she fell down the wall. Keeping her upright, his now concerned eyes fixed on her face, making sure she was ok

Idiot he spat at himself I promised her I wouldn't subject her to my spiritual pressure again .

Trusting the fact she would no longer fall if he let her go. He kissed her gently on top of her head. "Sorry" he uttered, before turning to walk straight out the door, slamming shut behind him.

Kumiko, still shaking and completely spent watched as he left. Cringing at the loud sound the door made announcing his departure. A mix of emotions welled up inside her. Anger, hurt, embarrassed. Guilt. All swirling inside and overflowing up to send a tear down her face. Shakily walking to her bed, Kumiko laid down and fell asleep crying.


Kyoraku marched through the streets mad. Mad at Kumiko. Mad at urahara. Mad at himself.

He was a reasonable man, he understood that Kumiko was free to sleep with whomever she chose. They weren't together. The thought tugged on his heart. Urahara. Single, drunkenly had sex with his other single friend. Nothing there to be mad about.

But he was, jealously taking full control of the usually calm man's emotions, raging mad.

at the end of it though I'm mad at myself he bitterly thought i should have made my feelings more clear, I should have just taken her home, give her a little pleasure before holding her in my arms as we slept. I should have controlled my fucking Reiatsu better he raged suddenly, turning to punch a nearby tree, hard, letting out his frustration.

Breathing heavily, hand throbbing from the assault on the tree. Shunsui ignored the whispers of the passing shinigami who witnessed his out of character outburst. Shunsui sighed, anger dampened somewhat, and turned to continue home. Where he spent the rest of the day drinking heavily under his favourite tree.


Kumiko had woken up tired. Body aching from the night before. Head in a daze from her encounter with Kyoraku earlier. Having had a nice hot bath, and getting dressed in her favourite pink sleep shorts and strappy top, Kumiko had returned to bed. Not having the energy to do anything else, sun setting peaking in through her window

mind going over the night before she smiled softly. It had been really fun getting drunk with her friend. They laughed easily; talking well into the night. She was was feeling really blessed having met someone like urahara. He had a sense of familiarity around him. He reminds me so much of Sota she thought happily. It's probably why it feels like being at home

not wanting to take a walk down that particular memory lane, she thought instead to how they needed the night. The sex was good. Her body happily buzzing from the release he gave her. Twice, she smiled. But the best part for Kumiko was how it wasn't hot and passionate, the pull of two lovers desperately needing to join as one. Kind of how it feels to be pressed up against shunsui

No, it was playful and teasing and easy, just like her friendship with the man she had spent the night with. She laughed lightly at remembering him put his hat on her head. Idiot. She thought fondly. This morning easily slipping back into their usual bantering, no awkwardness in the air. It made her heart swell with the platonic love she had for Kiske urahara.

The sound of her door opened and closed made her sit up in bed, "miko san?" Came the voice of the man she was just thinking about

"in the bedroom". She called out to him, hearing his footsteps approaching, popping his head around the corner, big grin on his face, he help up two take away containers of Chinese food

"hangover cure?" He offered

"have I ever told you how much I love you?" Kumiko asked him, stomach growling loudly. He laughed

Walking over and jumping on her bed, Urahara crawled up on his knees to sit next to Kumiko, leaning against the wall shoving his legs under the blanket before offering her a warm cardboard container. The smell of it making her mouth water. She took the offered chopsticks as she ripped open the top, desperately trying to get at the teriyaki chicken and noodles.

The first bite was that of the first drop of water on a dying man's lips. They pair dug in silently, fulfilling their hungover hunger. Urahara slurping a long strand of noodle into his mouth made her laugh

"you eat like a pig" she nudged his shoulder gently

"I'm too hungry to pretend to care " he laughed "do you like it? I was a bit unsure what you would like"

"it's perfect, thank you." She added. "The only food I don't really like is anything too spicy, a little kick is fine, but if it burns my mouth when I'm eating it, it's not for me"

"wimp" he playfully insulted her "I can't stand bananas". He admitted, making her laugh

"what's wrong with bananas?"

His nose wrinkled up at the thought of them "they're mushy and slimey and feel fuzzy in my mouth. No, bananas are awful" he decided, putting his container up to his lips, head leaning back, sliding a big mouthful of food into his waiting mouth.

"bananas are not fuzzy". Kumiko giggled "don't spill your food on my bed". She added eyeing the man with the absolute worst eating manners she has ever seen.

"as if I'm going to waste it". He laughed

"what'd you end up doing with your day?" Kumiko inquired happy her bed is safe from a saucy surprise

"finally went back to sleep since you were no longer shouting and hitting me" he smirked at her. "I took some reports to shusuke, he agreed to make him self available tomorrow so we can test his spiritual pressure on you"

"oh goody," she replied, less than enthusiastic, making him laugh.

"he really is very nice, you'll be fine I swear. You did good with Yoruichi didn't you? And with my theory that your reaction is in relation the the person's personality, I imagine it'll be ok...hopefully "

she laughed "hopefully?"

"I've been wrong before." He smiled "not that it happens often" the playful brag soothing her anxiety "have you left your bed at all today?"

"not really" she admitted with a laugh "I had a surprise waiting for me at my door this morning though" Kumiko was about to put her food down next to her, to full to finish it, when urahara grabbed it from her hands.

"oh?" Starting to finish her left over dinner "do tell"

she sighed "it was Kyoraku. And he was pissed"

turning to eye her questioningly he stated "explain"

"I had bumped into him on my way home last night,"

"you never said" he Interrupted her

"I had other things on my mind if you remember correctly " she laughed "I was drunk and horny, and he turned me down. Again. I told him to fuck off"

"you didn't "

"I did" she said mortified, her friend cackling beside her "he came to check on me, must have waited outside til I got home. He saw the damn hicky. He was mad, and I think a little jealous? It didn't end well. He stormed off"

"did you tell him I was the one who..?" Urahara trailed off. Not finding it as funny anymore, placing kumikos now finished meal on the side table

"he figured it out"

"damn". He sighed "I assume he's not going to be happy with me either then"

"you can tell him to fuck off too". She winked at him making him laugh again

"I'm sure that'll go down like a lead balloon "

the pair ended up staying in bed talking about anything that came to their heads. Laughing softly at their silly teasing and bad jokes. Falling asleep facing eachother sweetly