After being given a day to get used to his new living quarters within the Urahara shop alongside Yoruichi, Hanataro prepared himself for whatever would come his way. He knew that eventually word of what his Zanpakuto could do would spread into the ears of certain people. It had been a godsend that Captain Unohana had allowed him to stay in the fourth, to dedicate himself to the art of healing.

Things had soon changed however, and now he found himself sitting patiently waiting for his new sensei to knock on his door to begin their training. His heart fluttered at the thought of Yoruichi, but who could blame him. He was meeker than the average man but that didn't mean he couldn't appreciate beauty when he saw it. To him, Yoruichi was well up there in terms of looks, right alongside his Captain.

Twiddling his fingers in his lap, he felt like he was about to throw up due to anxiety. He had never been a frontline fighter, nor had he ever thought of copying the Zanpakuto abilities of colleagues to make himself stronger. Now though, the higher ups had all but ordered him to do so. Not only that, Captain Unohana had placed her faith in him to come back stronger, so the desire to live up to her expectations weighed on him.

Before his thoughts could consume him, a knock on the door snapped his head upwards. She was here.

Dressed in a one piece black leotard, Yoruichi stood leaning against the door frame looking down at him with a cheshire smirk on her face.

"Morning Hanataro. I hope you had a good sleep." She greeted.

The fourth seat swallowed the lump in his throat and did his best to not stare at the curvatures of her body. Clearing his throat, he replied.

"Good morning sensei. I'm looking forward to learning from you." To emphasize this, he bowed until he was at an almost 90 degree angle.

"Now now none of that around here." She replied playfully. "So you ready?"

He nodded. "I am."

"Good. Let's go. Kisuke! We'll be back later." She shouted to the owner of the shop. Not waiting for a reply, she grabbed Hanataro by the wrist and eagerly pulled him outside. Once let go, she waved at him to follow her and began making her way down the streets of Karakura town.

The fourth seat looked around in amazement at the buildings. He had been to the world of the living before, but it was usually for a moment to deal with some hollows or heal those sent on a mission. This was the first time he'd actually had the chance to look at how different the world was compared to Soul Society.

"It's different from what you're used to isn't it?" Yoruichi asked, looking at him with an amused grin.

"Yeah, it seems so…different but in a good way." He said, his head turning to follow a moving car.

The Shihouin princess laughed at his awed expression but didn't comment, letting him enjoy himself while they had the chance. They walked four blocks until she pulled out a key from the valley of her breasts and walked up to a modest looking house.

Hanataro took in the sight and wondered what they were doing here. Weren't they supposed to start training today?

"Excuse me…sensei." Hanataro began only to be cut off by her raising her hand.

"While I have you feel free to just call me Yoruichi alright? Anyways, what is it?" She asked as she undid the lock to the door.

"Y-Yoruichi…" He stammered, feeling heat rise to his cheeks at the overly familiar tone he was forced to use with her. "What are we doing here?"

The older Shinigami grinned mischievously. "I'm glad you asked, I had Kisuke make a special private training ground, it even has a special hot spring made like the one under the shop." She said with a wink.

Opening the door, she guided him inside and down the stairs to what would be the basement. It looked like any other storage room, except for the single trap style door that decorated the center of the room. Pulling it open, Yoruichi hopped down.

Knowing he had to follow, Hanataro jumped in after her, landing softly on the ground below.

"Now that we're here, we can begin." The purple haired woman started. "Before that though, let's take a minute to get to know one another. From what I know of you, you're one of the shy types. Never taking initiative and preferring to be something of a supporter is that right?"

He nodded.

"I thought so. What we're going to be doing until it's time for you to go back is teaching you how to be a real Shinigami. By the time I'm done with you, your zanjutsu will be leagues beyond what it is now. Your speed, strength, reactions, and relationship with your own Zanpakuto will all be beyond anything you can imagine." She said in complete seriousness.

Hanataro was moved by the passion in her voice, he could feel the desire in her to help him become more than what he was. The serious look on her face soon changed back into the playful persona and he knew something was coming.

"Anyway with that out of the way, why don't you tell me about yourself a little bit. I only know one side of you, let me hear from you. What do you like? What don't you like? What do you want to achieve?" She asked with genuine interest.

"Well, I like helping people if I can, and …." He trailed off, catching the woman's attention. Realizing what he was about to say, he skipped to the next question. "I dislike people who look down on others for being weak, and those who use their power for nefarious purposes."

Yoruichi mentally noticed he definitely shared that much with her other student. The only difference between Hanataro and Ichigo was that the strawberry had no problems running head first into a problem and trying to take care of it. He was the punch first, ask questions later type, Hanataro seemed to be the opposite.

"What do you hope to achieve?" She asked.

Standing up straighter, he spoke in the most confident tone she'd heard from him since their first meeting. "I want to live up to the expectation that Captain Unohana has place on me."

"I like that, we can begin after one more thing…" She said, using Shunpo to appear right in front of him. With a hand placed on her hip, she leaned down slightly so that her face was only inches away from his.

"What were you going to say after saying you like to help people?" She questioned teasingly. She knew it would be good when she saw his face begin to heat up and he attempted to break eye contact.

She saw his mouth move but heard no words. Leaning closer, she held a hand up to her ear and asked him to repeat that for her.

Now looking completely mortified, Hanataro resigned himself to his fate. "I said…I like my new sensei."

After a minute of silence, he grew the nerve to look up and to his surprise, he didn't see an upset face.

Yoruichi looked rather…impressed that he'd actually said it.

"Well, you certainly have good taste." She said, complimenting herself. "Now with that out of the way, let's get started shall we?"

His demeanor quickly shifted. Acting as if Captain Unohana had given him the order, he nodded and stiffened up.

"All you have to do…is touch me at least once. You can employ any means to do so. As long as one of your fingers lands on me, you pass." She explained.

Hanataro nodded and got himself into position. He had no doubt this would be a difficult task. Yoruichi was one of if not the fastest people that Soul Society had ever produced whereas he was slightly below average at best. Still, Captain Unohana believed in him and he would make sure her faith was not misplaced.

Not waiting for any sort of signal, Hantaro used Shunpo to appear in front of her. His arm was stretched out and to his surprise he touched her. At least that's what he believed for a split second. The image of Yoruichi disappeared when his hand had supposedly made contact.

"You're gonna have to do better than that Hanataro." Yoruichi teased from the other side of the room. She had a large grin on her face and was tapping her right foot on the ground repeatedly. Hanataro knew it wouldn't be easy but he still couldn't help but feel this would be an impossible task. He hadn't even seen her move.

Not giving up, he disappeared again only to be met with the same results. His hand flew through an after image of the woman. Looking around the room, he began trying to come up with a plan. There were only so many places she could go if he went at her straight on.

Hanataro noticed that she usually ended up somewhere behind him and would stop until he realized he'd caught an illusion. Looking over at her, he disappeared again and like before, he was met with the same result.

Yoruichi wondered what Hanataro was trying to achieve. He'd tried the same move repeatedly and had gotten nowhere. Unohana had spoken well of the boy but she wasn't seeing the same thing the aged Captain was. Her eyes narrowed when she saw the shorter man muttering under his breath and taking in her surroundings.

Her cat-like curiosity began to seep into her mind. If he was anything like Ichigo, he was sure to surprise her.

While she was mulling over his moves, Hanataro had confirmed his hypothesis about her movements. So long as they were in an enclosed space, he would really only have to guess between half of the room and whether she would go to the left or to the right. That was easier said than done however. Yoruichi had years of experience and was in much better shape than he was.

He was a healer and as such mostly focused on keeping his healing Kido spells active as long as he could. Physical stamina was something he was severely lacking. Dashing forward, he wasn't surprised to see that he'd caught another illusion. Unlike last time however, that didn't stop him.

"You're gonna have to do bette…." Yoruichi was cut off from speaking by the sudden arrival of the young medic. His hand was outstretched, quickly making its way toward her face. The medic could feel his heart pumping in excitement when he saw the wide eyed look of his temporary sensei.

In an uncharacteristic display, the young man cursed when his sensei disappeared once more. She appeared a few feet away from him with a surprised but pleased look on her face as she looked over his panting form.

"Not bad Hanataro." She praised. "You almost had me there. I'll admit I'm pleasantly surprised you managed to figure out my pattern. But it still won't be that easy." She continued. Various images of Yoruichi began to appear all around the training room, each one seemingly moving to another part of the room. At the speed they were moving, he wasn't even able to tell which one was the real woman. Flashing forward, he tried to catch the first one he saw only for it to disappear like the rest. It reappeared and continued running.

All of the Yoruichi's continued to flash by him, and on occasion he felt himself being pushed in different directions as she toyed with him. After an hour of unsuccessful attempts, even his resolve began to dwindle. This was an impossible task, her speed was just too far out of his league.

Yoruichi saw this and frowned, maybe she'd started out too fast. She had to remind herself that this wasn't Ichigo but someone else completely. He didn't have the same drive even though it was strong as well. Giving him insurmountable odds wouldn't work on someone like him. She thought back to everything she knew about him and wondered what she could do to get him back in the game.

A wide smile slowly began to form on her face as she recalled his words to her earlier in the day. He claimed he liked her, at least physically. He was still a man, and most if not all of them had one sure fire way to get motivated.

"Tell you what Hanataro." She began. "How about I make this a little more interesting for you?"

The young man looked confused at her choice of words. What could she possibly do to make it more interesting for him? He already couldn't touch her, would she be giving herself a handicap? The thought filled him with both humiliation and surprisingly rage. He was usually good at keeping himself together but seemingly being looked down on didn't sit right with him.

"If you can land one touch on me within the next….let's say hour." She said before bringing a hand up to her right breast and letting it bounce up and down. "I'll let you feel these babies for a bit. What do you say? Is that enough motivation for you?" She teased.

Hanataro was shocked at the declaration. Was she being serious? His eyes tried not to look down at her chest but her attire made that very difficult. He prided himself on not being like the other guys from other divisions who would leer at women without shame. In the face of Yoruichi however, he found it difficult almost impossible not to look.

Remembering their interaction in the squad four barracks, he recalled the small peek he'd been granted and couldn't help but wonder what they felt like. Swallowing a lump in his throat, he nodded. He wouldn't allow her to see just how excited the prospect of feeling them made him.

The game restarted once again and while he did improve, he wasn't getting much closer to landing a single touch on her. Minutes passed by faster than he would have liked and his stamina was depleting quickly. Her eyes never left his form, easily being able to read where he would be despite his best efforts. He supposed he shouldn't be too surprised since she was one of the most experienced Captains back in the day.

Taking deep breaths, he stared at her and noticed she didn't even look winded. The only thing he had to his advantage was the confined space they were in but on a flat plane it didn't do him much good. Closing his eyes in thought, Hanataro did what he was best at and began to plan.

After a moment, he had something that just might work. While healing her, he remembered having touched her body once. Not in an inappropriate way but to move one of her arms. At that moment, the effect of his Zanpakuto had activated. Perhaps it was done subconsciously but right now, he was thankful it had.

Raising a hand toward her, she watched curiously as a small red orb floated atop his palm before crashing into the ground. Debris flew up and the ground shattered, destroying the flat plane they were on.

Taking a deep breath, he focused his energy on matching what he felt from Yoruichi in order to copy her ability. Though its main focus was copying Zanpakuto powers, it also gave him basic knowledge of what was necessary in order to use said powers. He felt the blood in his body begin to pump through him faster, his heart accelerated, and his reiatsu began to skyrocket.

Yoruichi's eyes widened at what she was seeing and feeling. His body began to glow a bright gold and she realized exactly what he was doing. Her teasing smile had been replaced by a look of focus, one worn by a sensei really observing what their student was doing. No one had seen that form from her just yet other than Kisuke.

'I should stop him.' She thought, but didn't act on it. If he could successfully pull it off then it would mean some of her future training could be pushed forward. The technique he was going for took a tremendous amount of control, control that even she currently struggled with.

Yoruichi noted that the ground was also no longer level, making it more difficult for her to flash around. Her smile returned and she nodded to herself. He was thinking ahead, making sure he had the best chance of succeeding.

A small explosion from the young man drew her focus again and her eyes widened in surprise. The amount of reiatsu being built up became too much and flared out tearing his clothing. His top was gone completely, and his bottoms were torn so much that only part of one pant leg remained.

His boxers miraculously survived and that's where her attention was drawn to. She could see a very large indentation along the fabric, much larger than what she'd seen in the years prior. If this was him while not sexually driven, how large would he be when teased?

A naughty idea sprang into her mind but she pushed that off for the time being. She could have her fun after the exercise concluded. Seemingly unaffected by the fact that he was almost completely naked, Hanataro moved. Faster than she thought he would, he appeared in front of her with an outstretched hand.

Like before, she used Shunpo to get away only to see him in front of her in the next location. Yoruichi realized the rubble had been created in such a way that one would instinctively move in a specific direction. His eyes were sharp, looking at both her and the next obvious spot to move to.

Increasing her speed just a bit, she tried to out maneuver him only for that spot to blow up just as she was going to move.

"Got you." He said at the next point. She realized he had moved before she did and met her on the other side of the room. As soon as one of his fingers made contact with her, the golden aura that surrounded him vanished. The energy coursing through his body left with it and the fatigue that came with that technique settled in.

His body gave out on him, leaning forward until he hit the ground with a soft thud.

Yoruichi looked at his downed form and mentally handed it to Unohana. She really had a diamond in the rough with this one. Leaning down, she lifted him up and threw one of his arms over her shoulders and began leading him away.

"Where are we going?" He mumbled.

"A special hot spring to help you feel better. You definitely earned the rest Hanataro. I'm actually really surprised you managed to pull that off."

He smiled at the words of praise and closed his eyes, allowing her to lead him.

The hotspring she led him to was heavenly in Hanataro's opinion. He could almost feel every bit of fatigue leaving his body the longer he soaked in the water. For a brief moment he wondered what it must have cost to have such a place built but that thought left his mind when he remembered who she was affiliated with. Kisuke Urahara, the man that could make anything happen apparently.

As he laid his head back on the edge of the spring, he thought back to everything that had happened. He had been terrified about what it meant to have to train with Yoruichi but part of him had also been somewhat excited. Having seen what Ichigo Kurosaki was able to achieve with only a fraction of the time he was afforded, he could only imagine what would become of him with more time. Yoruichi had proven herself to be a competent teacher who knew exactly how to motivate someone.

His cheeks began to burn as his thoughts turned toward the purple haired woman. Anyone in Soul Society would freely admit that Yoruichi was among one of the best looking women alive, but seeing her the way he had made the blood in his body begin to travel south, much to his embarrassment.

"I'm really lucky she's not here to see this." He commented with a sigh.

"Who's not here to see what?"

His eyes widened in alarm at the sudden voice from beside him. When had Yoruichi shown up? He hadn't even sensed the water around him move to tip him off that someone had been approaching. It made sense on some level as she was once the commander of the stealth force, but having it thrown in his face really put it into perspective. What worried him more though, was the fact that he was completely naked with a massive erection with the woman responsible right next to him.

"Sensei…" He muttered out anxiously.

"You really shouldn't let your guard down so easily Hanataro…" Yoruichi chastised. "Imagine if I was someone else here to kill you. I would have been able to do so before you even knew what happened."

"I'm sorry." He replied in defeat.

"Don't worry about it. Anyway, I'm here because we had a deal earlier, and I'm a woman of my word."

Hanataro didn't have a chance to ask what she was talking about as she suddenly rose to her full height, allowing him to see her in full naked glory. His erection which had been well on its way to deflating suddenly rose once again. Yoruichi grinned at his body's reaction.

"You do remember the deal right? You landed one finger on me and I'd let you play with these babies." She reminded him, using both hands to press up against her breasts making them look bigger than they already were.

He remembered, vividly but he hadn't expected it so soon. His mouth felt dry and in response he licked his lips which only seemed to make the grin on the woman's face grow.

"Seems the idea sits well with you. Now come on, stand up and sit on the edge for me." She ordered.

His face fell slightly, why would he need to do that? Would it not be easier for him to simply reach around and grab them? The confusion must have been glaring on his face since Yoruichi spoke up a moment later.

"Come on don't be shy. There's no reason why both of us can't have some fun right? You get to play with these, and I get to get a better look at something that caught my attention earlier. Now, get to it."

Knowing that word could get back to his Captain if he disobeyed, Hanataro stood up and hopped onto the small ledge, making sure to keep his legs close together out of habit. He'd never been completely naked in front of anyone in an environment that wasn't some kind of medical trial. To say his body felt like it was on fire was a complete understatement.

"There we go." The woman said in a pleased voice. "Don't be shy now. Give me your hands."

His body seemed to move on its own and his arms were raised before he had even registered it. Yoruichi's hands took him by the wrists and led him to her chest where he was treated to the first touch of the marvelous globes that were her breasts. The water that cascaded down her body only made her skin that much softer much to his delight.

"Oh my…" He muttered in excitement.

"Oh my indeed." The woman shot back excitedly. The longer his hands were on her chest, the less nervous he seemed to get. His stationary hands soon began to move, trying to memorize every last inch of her tits. Her nipples were soon caught in between his fingers and she could feel his hands shake every now and then as he adjusted the amount of pressure he used.

The more he focused on her chest, the more his body began to relax until finally, she was able to see what she was waiting for. His cock had risen to its full height and without his hands to cover it up, she could get her first real look. She wondered momentarily if Unohana knew what kind of equipment her squad member was packing.

The Captain of the fourth was swiftly removed from her mind as Hanataro's cock was finally in view.

"Holy crap you're big." She muttered in amazement. Whether the man heard her or not was up in the air as his hands hadn't stopped fondling her breasts since she'd given him the green light. That was ok by her however as she now had something of her own to play with. The only indication that he was even aware of what was going on was the small twitch of his pelvis when her right hand took hold of his cock.

If the situation wasn't so ridiculous, she would almost be flattered that her chest was seemingly enticing enough that everything else seemed to disappear. Looking back down at the appendage she was now slowly stroking, saliva began to gather in her mouth which she quickly swallowed. The urge to put it in her mouth and see if he could handle her technique was strong, but she was stronger. She couldn't do that just yet. Now that she had found a good motivator for him, she couldn't spoil him with everything.

Her thumb slid along the underside of his shaft until it began tracing circles along the small slit on his head. Yoruichi smiled widely as her movements caused Hanataro to finally look at her with desperation clear on his face.

"Sensei, if you keep doing that…" He grunted as he closed his eyes.

Playing her role as the teasing temptress, Yoruichi forced her smile down and stared back at him with a confused look, her hands never once slowing down their stroking motion.

"Doing what? Do you not like it?" She asked.

"I do, but if you don't stop soon it's gonna come out." His words were music to the woman's ears.

"I'm just congratulating you on a job well done today, my young student. I have to say you really went above and beyond. To think you'd be able to copy one of my techniques that well, I think you've earned every handful you're taking advantage of." She replied, bringing her shoulders together in order to make her breasts a tad bit bigger.

Hanataro grit his teeth at the intense pleasure he was feeling. Yoruichi's hands were magical. Their slow motions gave him a steady flow of pleasure that would then increase in the blink of an eye when her thumb would begin teasing his head. Any time he took care of himself, the feeling had never been this intense, even when purposely withholding his release.

The buildup in his lower half was starting to get too strong and he knew it wouldn't be long before he couldn't hold it back anymore.

"I'm just trying to make everyone proud and do my best as a Shinigami." He replied, taking a calming breath.

"Everyone huh? Well I can tell you right now you've definitely made me proud." She praised, loosening her hold on him just a tiny bit. "But you know what would make me more proud?"

"What's that?" He whined.

"Letting me see just how much comes out." She teased. "If you impress me enough I can think of something better to reward you with after our next training session. Don't you think that would be fun? Instead of just my hands you could have my tongue swirling around this thing."

In response to her words, she felt him stiffen up and his hips began to thrust on their own. She knew she was an attractive woman, she'd had many suitors line up to have her hand in marriage when she was still the head of the Shihouin clan after all, but seeing how much power she seemed to have over him, how badly he wanted her to finish him off, it was another kind of ego boost.

She didn't have to wait long as after one more minute, the first of many shots was ejected. The first was the most potent which landed just under her right eye and began sliding down her cheek. The subsequent cumshots that followed were directed to her chest until she was covered in his cream.

"Holy shit, you must have been seriously backed up." She said with a pleased smile. The young Shinigami didn't seem to be all that there after his powerful orgasm which pleased her. Looking down at her baby batter covered chest, she ran a finger across her breast, scooping up a small amount of cum and popping the finger into her mouth.

She swirled the contents around her tongue and let out a satisfied hum before swallowing it. "That's actually pretty sweet. Cum usually tastes kind of bitter but yours isn't bad. Well, I think that's enough for one day." She said, stretching her arms over her head. Hanataro regained his composure just in time to see the art he'd created on her face and chest as well as the glistening view of her vagina in all its glory.

"Hurry and get dressed. We have to get out of here soon."

Now left alone, Hanataro was able to register everything that had happened and for once, was thankful for how things had turned out. Usually his actions led to some of the most stressful moments of his life, but now he was being rewarded.

Once he was out of the hotspring, he dressed himself and followed her spiritual pressure and silently followed the woman. He was unsure what was next, but he didn't care, things were going too well for him to care.

xxxx

"So what are we going to do about Aizen?" Ichigo asked, resting against one of the nearby walls within the Urahara Shoten. "We know he's plotting something, we have to be ready when he finally strikes. As it stands now he's far beyond us." He continued, remembering how the treacherous Captain easily stopped his attack with one finger.

Urahara covered his mouth with his fan and took a deep breath. "We're going to have to up your training. It became clear that your Bankai wasn't enough, so we'll have to work on a few things. Yoruichi, will you be able to help us again?"

Yoruichi, who was listening in with her student by her side, shook her head. "Unfortunately for the time being I can't. I told Unohana I'd take one of her squad members and train him up due to his zanpakuto which could help us out tremendously. So for a little while I'm going to be unavailable."

Hanataro looked away as Ichigo and his friends gave him a glance. Did they know what he and Yoruichi had done?

"Alright then, I'll have a few friends help us out until you're free." Urahara replied.

"Don't worry, once I'm done, we'll have two weapons to use against Aizen. Isn't that right?" She asked, flinging an arm over the shy medic.

He nervously nodded.

"Well there you have it. Now if you'll excuse us, we have a schedule to make."