A/N: A collection of UraYoru drabbles? Sounds like fun to me, I think they're a great couple. Review! :)
Yoruichi studied the man lying next to her before executing her plan.
"Kisuke, be a darling and get rid of those hollows out front," she smiled, gently stroking his cheek.
He returned the smile.
"I believe it's your turn today," he pointed out.
"But I'm so tired," Yoruichi sighed. "And we both know you're perfectly capable."
"I'm just a shopkeeper," Urahara protested. "I don't know how to kill those monsters!"
"Kisuke!" she complained, glaring at him.
He smirked and tipped his hat up just enough for her to be able to see his eyes.
"I almost had the urge to say 'Sorry Taicho' and get out there immediately," he laughed. "It's your turn, Yoruichi-san."
She leaned over and kissed him for a good minute.
"I'll be waiting for you," she winked.
And with that, she turned over in bed, pulling most of the comforter with her.
Urahara firmly pushed his hat down over his eyes before getting up, grabbing his cane, and walking out the door.
"This better be worth it," he grumbled.
"Oh, it will be, I promise," Yoruichi called after him. "And just by the way, you're way too easy."
He flashed her a bright grin.
"Actually, my dear," Urahara shrugged. "It was my turn today."
In his peripheral vision, he could see her dumbfounded expression.
"You already promised," he reminded her, flash stepping away.