Chapter 23

Going to the house of Kūkaku had been a lot easier than in canon, mostly because we get to ride Jidanbō express that can take steps longer than a car and didn't seem to tire during the whole trip.

"That's… unique." I said as I looked towards the house that was our destination. The house itself was pretty normal compared to any other building in Soul Society, even if it was obviously of higher quality, but the fact that there were two giant arms holding up a banner that said 'Shiba Kūkaku' made it... you know.

"Hmm, how rare, it seems that the pillars are human arms this time."

"Are you saying that they could have been something else?" Tatsuki asked with a horrified expression as she looked upon the blight upon architecture.

"I think it's very cool. I can feel lots of that 'individualism' stuff from it." And of course Orihime thought of it as 'cool', cause how else would she perceive it.

"Whatever, let's just go meet this Kūkaku dude." Ichigo, always the eloquent one, grunted as he walked ahead of us and I could see the light of mischief in the cat eyes of Yoruichi, I was starting to think that she wasn't a were-cat but a troll instead.

Before I could ponder any further into Yoruichi's existence, which would more than likely lead me to think about her naked, two blurs appeared in front of Ichigo and then became two identical muscular dudes.

"Halt, ye who trespassers!" One of them, the one with the yellow shirt, yelled out and I decided to just tune them out, not like I would ever see them again after the whole debacle with this stupid execution thing was over with.

"Yoruichi-dono!"

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"Our apologies, we would have been far more welcoming if we knew that it was you, Yoruichi-dono." Koganehiko said with a bow as they walked down the stairs.

"It is no problem, seeing such lively reactions is enjoyable as well." Yoruichi said with a mischievous tone but to be perfectly honest, she was kind of happy to see Koganehiko and Shiroganehiko.

She never had much of a relationship with either of the brothers, they were merely two people she would prank whenever she came to see Kūkaku, they had been merely a small source of amusement. But after spending a century in the living world with Soul Society wanting her head on the chopping block for committing the irredeemable crime of helping her friends, it was very nice to see some familiar faces who were still friendly to her.

"Kūkaku-sama is behind these doors." Shiroganehiko said and then opened the door with a bow, allowing them to walk into the room with Kūkaku sitting on a pillow in her everyday glory.

"It's been a while, Yoruichi." The eldest of the former noble house said with a smirk, which was returned with one from Yoruichi.

"That it has, Kūkaku."

"Wait, Kūkaku is a woman?!" Oh yeah, she hadn't told Ichigo and the other kids about that little tidbit had she. An act that had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that she thought their reactions were funny, nothing of the sort. Though from the corner of her eye she could see that Cain hadn't reacted like the other kids, which was a shame since she had been expecting to see the foreigner finally look shocked and... was he staring at Kūkaku's chest?

He was, who could have thought, the mysterious foreigner was a little perv. Not that she could blame him, Kūkaku did have a rather magnificent chest after all. They actually looked like they had somewhat grown bigger in the last century as well. She just might have to pay another visit to her old friend after this whole execution debacle was dealt with. But before that…

"Now then, there is a favor I want to ask you for."

"Of course you do, you wouldn't be here otherwise." That was kinda hurtful but not exactly wrong, she probably should try to be a better friend to her.

"So, what do you want? I hope that it's at least interesting enough that I won't be bored." Then again, Kūkaku was an asshole much like Yoruichi was so whatever the former captain of second squad did was fair game.

"We need to get into Seireitei." And then Kūkaku started to laugh at her, cause of course she did. If someone had told Yoruichi that they needed help in order to break into the place that hadn't been broken into for centuries and was housing some of the most powerful men in all three worlds, she would have laughed too.

"You know what, fine. But I don't really trust those kids with you, especially the one that has been staring at my chest this whole time."

"Sorry about that." Cain said but much to Yoruichi's amusement, also Tatsuki's ire and Ichigo and Ishida's annoyance, made no motion towards averting his gaze from Kūkaku's chest.

"Heh, I like him. Anyway, I don't really trust them. Not like I trust you, which isn't exactly much in the first place, so I will have one of my men escort them. Any objections?"

"None." She said as she conveniently ignored the part about Kūkaku's trust towards her, and her stealing all of Shiba clan's alcohol tonight would merely be a funny coincidence.

"Your man?" Ichigo asked and Kūkaku nodded as she went to the door.

"Yup, he's also my little brother." Little Ganju?

"He's also a no good punk though." Wow, Yoruichi didn't remember when was the last time Kūkaku was so nice talking about little Ganju.

Before she could ponder any further about Kūkaku's past relationship with her little brother, which mainly consisted of her beating the lil brat up for shits and giggles, Kūkaku opened the door and revealed her brother.

"Hello, everyone. My name is Shiba Ganju, pleased to…" Ganju started to speak, and holy crap the kid had grown in the last century, but then trailed off as his eyes landed on Ichigo.

"Oi, aneki, why is there a punk ass Shinigami in our house?!" Huh?

"What was that?" Ichigo asked with a scowl and Ganju hurried over to the orange haired youth's side, ignoring the scowl Kūkaku was sending towards his way; moron.

"I'm asking, why is there a punk ass Shinigami in our house?" Ganju said with a scowl, punctuating each of the words starting from 'punk' with a small slap on Ichigo's face. Which went about as well as anyone who knew Ichigo thought that it could go.

With the orange haired Shinigami punching the younger Shiba sibling in the face.

"Great, a show." And of course Cain was loving it. Not that Yoruichi didn't, she loved violence.

The small brawl between Ganju and Ichigo went for a little while; in which they destroyed most of the room, ruined the wallpaper, broke three vases and finally managed to break Kūkaku's tobacco pipe.

"YOU LITTLE SHITS!" Which ended up causing Kūkaku to beat the shit out of both of them.

It was nice to be back in Soul Society.

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Sorry about not updating this fic in a very long time. I was distracted with my other stories, and life. Also, since the last time I updated this fic, JJK rvealed that Kenjaku had Cursed Spirit Manipulation and gravity powers, much like Cain, and I did not copy it since this fic started before that reveal. Man, I'm five dimensions ahead of that cat.

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