Title: Last Day

Pairing: YoruichixUrahara

Rating: K+ - Rating may change as story goes on.

Genre: Romance/Humor/Friendship

Dedication: Midterms & Springbreak

Disclaimer: I do NOT own BLEACH, or any characters from BLEACH. All of them belong to Kubo.

A/N: So... Yeah. New story, already have the 2nd chappy written. Working on original stuff, school taking up all my time, among other things. Spring break I'm probably going to write like the wind, but after I'm dropping off the face of the planet for a few days.

Tick-Tock

Tick-Tock

Tick-hurry-tock

Tick-the hell-tock

Tick-up-tock

Yoruichi stared at the clock, which just seemed to be going slower just to spite the teenager. She wanted to leave. It was summer, well would be in about three minutes. It was her last summer. Her last summer until college. Her last summer until the real world hit.

Her last summer with Kisuke.

She winced involuntarily at the thought. She didn't want to remember that. She didn't want anything to be different this summer. Even though she knew that deep down this summer was going to have to be. She knew that, despite how she wanted it to be her average summer with Kisuke, it had to be different. To her, there just wasn't an option.

She sighed and looked at the clock. Two more minutes until school was done, for good. This time she wasn't going back to high school. Next time she would be in University.

Without Kisuke.

She cursed at herself.

You're not the broody type. You know that. Enjoy your summer dammit. She told herself, getting a grip on her emotions.

One more minute.

Everyone was talking now, totally ignoring the teacher. Who threw his hands up and stopped talking, sitting down at his desk. Yoruichi knew that all the teachers were just as anxious, if not more to leave then everyone else. More talking erupted, everyone's eyes trained at the clock.

30 seconds.

Many people were laughing excitedly, waiting, waiting, waiting for the clock to hit that twelve and for the summer to officially begin.

15 seconds.

It got quiet.

10 seconds – let the countdown begin. Students began chanting.

"Ten!"

"Nine!"

"Eight!"

"Seven!"

Yoruichi prepared to make a dash for the door. She wasn't going to get trampled by the wave of relieved seniors.

She was also the fastest girl in the county, winning all the dashes in track.

"Six!"

She grabbed her bag, inching a little bit closer to the door, but not enough to be really noticed. But Yoruichi knew that even a few inches could make a difference.

"Five!"

"Four!"

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

And Yoruichi was out of there. As soon as the class yelled out that last word and the bell rang, as if it was a gunshot, she took off, jumping down two stairs and sprinting out the door before anyone could even start running.

Celebratory shouts were heard all around campus, and they continued until everyone made it out into the main quad, there was something they weren't entirely expecting.

Three very frightened teachers tied in a dunking booth. Not just any teachers, but the dean of students that everyone hated, the principal and the evil attendance woman that never excused any absences unless you were essentially dead.

"Now's your chance! Ya might not be able to do this ever again! Only one dollar per ball!" A coaxing and all too familiar voice called out. At least half the seniors threw themselves at the blonde haired man, waving dollar bills in the air.

"Kisuke!" Yoruichi laughed, trying to get her best friend's attention. He was the school's ultimate prankster, always up to something, and Yoruichi usually got pulled into it, someway or another.

His eyes scanned the crowd, looking for the source of his name. His eyes landed on Yoruichi and his face broke out with a grin.

"You wanna try Yoruichi?" He called back, continuing his knowing grin and tossing a ball in the air. He was on the baseball team; everyone there knew that he could dunk all those teachers if he wanted to. But he just stood there, handing out baseballs and collecting money, with a ridiculous green and white stripped hat.

Yoruichi jumped up onto the platform that he was standing on and began to help collect money. At least half the school was there, watching people try to hit the targets and others squeezing their way up to try themselves.

"What the hell is with that hat?" She asked, not looking up from collecting money.

"Nicked it from the prop room when I was looking for more baseballs. I like it." He replied, handing out the correct number of baseballs in return.

"You stole it? You do know that we're going to get in trouble for this right?" Yoruichi asked, not really caring, but she didn't want to have to outrun the police in their small, Oceanside city. They were nearly on a first name basis with everyone at the station.

"Then I suggest we run when they show up, no?" he replied.

Ding!

Splash

The principal fell into the water; she stood up, drenched and began yelling at Yoruichi and Kisuke with ferocity, not even bothering to tame her tongue.

They would have been scared if she hadn't been wearing a white dress and was trapped in the tank.

Everyone erupted into laughter, Yoruichi almost felt badly for her old principal, almost. If it wasn't for the one time she wanted to kick her off the track team just for playing a prank with Kisuke.

Ding!

Splash

Down goes the evil attendance lady, whose excessive and dark eye make-up trailed down her face.

More laughter.

"KISUKE URAHARA!"

"YORUICHI SHIHOUIN!"

Two security guards boomed, pushing through the crowd. The best friends looked at each other knowingly; she knew what he was going to do. She knew that they were going to have to run for it.

Securing his hat with one and grabbing one last baseball with the other, Kisuke wound his arm up and threw the ball with such accuracy, it hit the dead middle of the target and the dean of students fell into the water with a satisfying splash.

"Shall we, M'lady?" He asked, putting out his hand.

Yoruichi grinned, typical Kisuke.

"We shall." She took his hand and they took off running, a cheering crowd of students behind them.

They ran.

And ran.

They ran until their legs felt like jell-o and their lungs were going to explode.

They made it to a park, and collapsed in a heap on the grass, laughing despite their protesting lungs.

"You are such an idiot. They're going to look everywhere for you." Yoruichi laughed, shifting to her side to face her best friend.

"Let them look!" waving his hand dismissively, "what are they going to do? Suspend me?" He joked, laughing at his mischief.

Yoruichi rolled her eyes and laid back, looking up at the sky through the trees, her chest still heaving from running for so long.

"So here begins our last summer as kids."

"Tsk. You should know by now Yoruichi. Growing old is mandatory, growing up is optional."

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Thanks!

-Allie