He snickered as she rook his ribbing and hurled it right back at him; her company was always refreshing and familiar. It felt like home – she was about the only place that felt that way to him in a long while, ever since that incident with Aizen one hundred years ago that had uprooted his life. …but it wasn’t just his life the traitor had run off the rails. Yoruichi …she too had relinquished all she had to come to the world of the living. The only difference was that his only other option had been d e a t h – she gave up everything, her station, her heritage, her monarchy, her friends …in order to save him. And for that, he knew that he would never be able to adequately repay her.
His smile was wry with amusement as he took the cup from her outstretched hand and moved to refill it once again, opting to take much more time to enjoy his meal that her, who seemed intent on consuming as much food as quickly as possible.
❝ – well, considering how much it seems like she missed you, I’d say so. Besides, I can imagine you’d have a much easier time slipping in unnoticed than me, oh former Captain of the Stealth Force ~ ❞
He jeered, leaning back on the heels of his palms after finishing off a plate of takoyaki; not exactly a traditional Japanese New Year’s dish, but he knew it to be one of her favorite snacks, as well as his, so he’d asked Tessai to include it in the menu.
❝ – actually, I’m working on a model that can talk ~ It would be almost as advanced as a mod soul if I can work all the bugs out. But do me a favor and keep that to yourself. I’d hate to have to kill you in order to protect my research ~ ❞
He laughed as he leaned forward to refill her cup a third time, and then again, until he noticed her cheeks begin to turn pink. Several hours had likely passed by that point between the pair like that, eating and drinking and enjoying the other’s company to their hearts’ content – but to Kisuke, it only felt like a few minutes basking in the warm glow of her presence. After all, time well spent always seemed to pass much more quickly. The sun had long since slipped down past the horizon and the stars had awoken from the inky depths of the night, and suddenly a sharp bang resounded from outside, drawing the attention of the shopkeeper. Another identical sound followed shortly after, accompanied by a faint, colorful glow that Kisuke caught the barest glimpse of through the open window before it fizzled out, dying in the dark. He smiled and braced himself against the floor, moving to get up from the table.
❝ – Heeeey, sounds like they’re starting the fireworks. Wanna come watch? ❞
after a few minutes, her gorging finally started to slow. making one of her hands free again, she picked up the cup and knocked back the drink. she would place the cup right back down next to him, clearly wanting more. she would continue to stuff her face and wash it down with sake.
that phrase made her eyes roll, former captain of the stealth force. she threw that taunt right back at him. ‘ oh dont remind me , former captain of squad 12 ~ ‘
‘ one that can talk without a mod soul ? that sounds ... impossible. ‘ she chuckled, ‘ and fine, fine. my lips are sealed. i know you dont want me exposing your failures. ‘
as time passed, she continued to laugh and drink with him. one drink became six, and six became eleven. she could finally feel herself getting a warmth from the sharp liquor. it felt like all her worries were melting off of her and time was standing still. it was perfect. relaxing. yoruichi was completely enjoying herself.
hearing the pop and fizzle outside, yoruichi finally stopped eating. her bowl hovering next to her lips as she scanned over towards the window. it looked like he was right. was it really already that late ? setting the bowl down with a small pout, she also picked herself up off of the floor. there was a small stumble from her tipsy demeanor.
‘ my how romantic ! heh ~ ... sure. i would hate to miss them anyway. ‘
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