I DON'T OWN BLEACH
note; This story is independent of my other Seventeen Series.
Urahara is Seventeen YAOI EDIT;
Chain of Fate
Chapter One; Inventing Kisuke
"Kisuke?" Yoruichi waves her hand around swishing at the black smoke billowing out of his lab. "Kisuke, did you blow yourself up again?"
"I still live to love another day!" Kisuke stands up brushing the dirt off his clothes. She was looking at him like he had something hanging out of his nose. Wiping at his nose he finds nothing. Noticing his hat on the floor he bends down and picks it up. "Yoruichi-san?" He sets his hat on his head; it slumps down covering his dark blue eyes. "My hat is too big?"
"K-Kisuke... what the hell?" Yoruichi walks over to him with her large yellow eyes wide, her face slowly stretches into a long grin. "HAHAHA! You have to see this!" She grabs him by the collar dragging him into his bedroom in front of a wall length mirror.
"Kinda dark in here Yoruichi-san." He mumbles from under the darkness of his hat.
"Pfft." She yanks the hat off his blonde hair revealing to him his reflection in the mirror. "What exactly were you trying to do to yourself Kisuke?"
"I-I was trying to...Oh, SHIT!" He looks at his hands wiggling his fingers around. "I'm powerless... I'm-"
"It worked!" He turns around hugging Yoruichi, bouncing up and down. He trips on his own feet knocking them both over in a pile. "Hmm..." His mind was just spinning with excitement over his latest invention. He didn't notice Yoruichi was underneath him developing a nervous tick. He also didn't sense Kurosaki walking into the room.
"Oi! Bad time!" Ichigo covers his eyes with a sufficient gap. "I didn't mean to like um..interrupt."
"Huh? Interrupt what? Kurosaki-san?" Urahara replies oblivious that he is straddling Yoruichi waist and his right hand is touching her bare stomach.
"He thinks we are screwing Kisuke." Yoruichi replies pushing him off with a swift kick in the face.
"EEOOWW!" He feels like he has been hit with a truck smashing into the wall behind him. "Itai... "
"Oh, damn!" She runs over to Kisuke and watches in horror as his nose starts gushing blood. "I'm sorry, I forgot that you are-"
"I'm fine!" Urahara clamps his hand over Yoruichi mouth and grins at Ichigo nervously, as blood continues to pour out his nose.
"You don't look fine Urahara-san." Ichigo looks at them furrowing his eyes brows wondering what the hell is up with them all of a sudden. "Have you lost weight?"
Kisuke and Yoruichi exchange glances before laughing hysterically...hysterically exaggerated, for about thirty seconds too long.
"Ok...Who died, or got kidnapped or is trying to destroy the world in a quest for world domination?" Ichigo points at Urahara yelling at the top of his lungs. "DON'T LIE TO ME, YOU KNOW IT PISSES ME OFF!"
"Can I have one moment before answering that question Kurosaki-san?" Urahara holds up his index finger, then huddles in the corner with Yoruichi.
"Don't tell him please!" Kisuke whispers while wiping his face with a napkin from his green pants pocket.
"Why not?" Yoruichi shakes her head completely confused at Kisuke's secrecy. "It's not like it's-" She stops, realizing what he was trying to do in the experiment. "Kisuke.. I've never said this to you but, YOU ARE AN IDIOT!"
"Oi!" Ichigo starts getting impatient from their odd behavior.
"Kurosaki-san, one minute, please!"
"Kisuke, this has serious ramifications! If Genryūsai finds out, you could be killed."
"I owe Kurosaki-san..." His voice stills in a rare serious moment. "so much."
"Everyone does. It's not your responsibility to-"
"Please, Yoruichi." He looks down at his empty hands.
"Tch, The things I do for you." Yoruichi puts her hands on her hips and grins. "How long before you know it works?"
"Two weeks at most." Urahara replies his dark blue eyes shinning happily.
"Yo, Ichigo...I need a favor." Yoruichi tosses Urahara over her shoulder by his collar sending him through the air and crashing into Ichigo. "Take that home for two weeks and guard it with your life!"
"I'm so mistreated!" Urahara lands on top of Ichigo's chest, arms and legs all tangled.
"Oi! GET OFF!" Ichigo shoves Urahara off him scrunching up his nose. "Why do I gotta-"
"Kisuke, has to hide out for awhile, the Gotei are pissed about that Mod Soul he didn't destroy."
"About Kon?" Ichigo rubs his chin. "Why now all of a sudden?"
"Just do it ok?"
"Fine!" Ichigo folds his arms in front of him rolling his eyes. "Get Tessai-san to heal your nose alright?"
"Oh, Kurosaki-san! Are concerned for my well being?"
"Yeah, right. I just don't want you bleeding all over my house."
They walk inside the modest Kurosaki house dragging the three heavy bags Urahara insisted on taking. Shuffling his feet down the hall Ichigo kicks open his door and dumps the stuff on his bed.
"What the hell is in these bags?"
"Important experiments and supplies I may need." Urahara opens up Ichigo's closet and tilts his head. Kisuke grabs his bags and tries to stuff them inside, cramming all three inside with a grunt. "How does Kuchiki-san sleep in here?"
"She's secretly a leprechaun." Ichigo sits down on his bed tugging off his shirt. "Never feed her after midnight." Ichigo shakes his finger at Urahara. "Scary!"
"Oh..." Kisuke looks behind Ichigo to the open bedroom window. "Hi! Kuchiki-san!"
"Oh, Shit I'm dead." Ichigo's face falls...he looks behind him finding the curtain swaying through the empty window.
"HAHA!" Urahara laughs hitting his hand on the wall. "Your face was priceless!"
"This means war." Ichigo picks up a pillow and launches at Urahara's still laughing form, knocking him over in a thump.
"I'm still alive!" Kisuke's muffled voice teases. Suddenly the entire contents of the closet dumps out on top of Urahara's head smashing him to the ground. "Still~here~!" The last item drops from the closet hitting him with a squeak. "Ping-chan!" He grabs the small rubber duck and squeezes it.
"Ping-chan?" Ichigo grabs the bath buddy and furrows his eyebrows staring at it.
"You are scaring him Kurosaki-san." Urahara snatches away his prized plastic friend.
A loud voice thunders from the living room making Ichigo sigh.
"I'm gonna go explain you to my dad. Try to get all this crap off my floor." Ichigo pulls on a fresh shirt from a drawer. "Dinner is in an hour, you might wanna get a bath before Karin holds it hostage. She is suddenly interested in bathing for hours."
"Thank you, Kurosaki-san. I'll try not to be in the way."
"Please, after everything you've done for me," Ichigo places a warm hand on Urahara's shoulder. "It's the least I can do for you, and can't you stop calling me Kurosaki-san? It makes me feel like I'm a old man."
"Ichigo... I can't. Don't notice, don't get too close to me."
Later that night;
"Insomnia acting up again Kisuke?"
"Isshin-san, what brings you outside so late at night?" Urahara smiles closing his book and setting it on the porch.
"I want to know, what's going on?" Isshin grabs Urahara by the throat, glaring at him. "Why are you here? Is my family in danger?"
"No" Urahara gasps for air.
"What are you scheming with my son?" He yanks him closer to his face.
"I'm trying to fix it."
"His..." Isshin releases Urahara and puts his hand on his hip. "That's forbidden kidou! Kisuke, the price-"
"I already paid it."
Isshin's eyes grow wide, he leans down to look at Urahara more closely.
"Kisuke, you aren't in a gigai are you?"
"No. I'm human." He puts his head in his hands, leaning over in a sudden flash of pain. "It's happening faster than I thought."
"Twelve days." He lifts his watch up showing the timer counting down. "It's fascinating..."
"Watching it, knowing it has a limit."
Author's notes; Tadah Chapter One of my new Yaoi Edit! REVIEW my fangirls!! You know how I work! Reviews= blazing uploads!! A few notes about this story..
This isn't connected to any other Seventeen story.
Itai- it hurts!
I'm using a gray area in the manga/anime as the plotline for this I hope you don't mind.
Isshin and Urahara do know of each other in the manga and the anime so I can't really have then NOT talk to each other.
The three other 'MODS' will not be in this story cuz' they aren't cannon^^ and they piss me off.
The first chapter doesn't have any cookies but you know me I gotta have a plot for my smut.