A/N: Drabble. 100 words. No more, no less.
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"This is awkward," Urahara noted in regards to the fact that Yoruichi – the cat was curled up in his lap, purring while he scratched behind her ears.
"Hm? What is?" Yoruichi opened one eye to regard him.
"This." Urahara gestured vaguely at her position.
"Oh? Well, it's raining outside."
As if that explained everything. Urahara smiled sheepishly.
Yoruichi hissed and sat up with cat's grace and disinterest. "If you think this is awkward," and her whiskers twitched, "I'd like to hear your take on this." And along with her voice her body changed.
Urahara toppled backwards with an undignified cry.