"Speech"

'Thoughts'

'Inner voices'

'Hollow/monster inner voice/thoughts' 'Hollow/monster outside'

"emphasised speech"

I do not know when Ichigo got his powers back or Japanese school holidays so I'm making best fit the story.

"Ichigo my boy, I need you to come over to the shop for me!" called Kisuke before he hung up his phone before even letting Ichigo respond. Sighing Ichigo put on his jacket and started to make his way to the shouten before Yuzu finished dinner. As he walked down the familiar streets, he about the last few weeks before school was over for the holidays.

How he worked to achieve his fullbring only to have it stolen away from him by the person who help him gain it in the first place. How suddenly Rukia pierces his back with the ethereal blue sword that restored to him his shinigami powers. Yoruichi popping out of nowhere and making him a stuttering, blushing mess as she laughed at his reactions from her advances, god how he hated her for it yet he never actually hated her. The last few weeks before were a real pain yet Ichigo felt the most alive since he original lost his powers against Aizen.

Turning back to the world Ichigo arrived at the shouten; opening the front door Ichigo walked to the back while calling Kisuke out. "Geta-boshi, I'm like you wanted now tell me what you want." Ichigo sat down at the small table opposite Kisuke, his back towards the guest room and stairs.

"Now, now Ichigo why so hasty? Why don't you calm down and have some tea?" he asked his joyful demeanour now flinching one bit despite the glare and from the scowling teenager.

"Oh Ichigo, did you come to visit or just to see me?" Yoruichi asked as she pressed her breasts into his back, her arms snaking their way around his waist stopping him from moving. "Oh how I have missed you Ichigo, you don't even know." she said as she held him tighter snuggling into his shoulder and nibbling on the lobe of his ear.

"Yoruichi could you not?" he pleaded as he tried to wiggle out of her arms only for her to hold onto him more. Chuckling Urahara decided to address the reason he called Ichigo before he became unwilling and a gibbering mess.

"Now Ichigo, I called you over here for a favour, seeing as how you now have your powers back and schools out I wanted you to do something for me." Urahara not even caring Ichigo could barely respond with Yoruichi, who somehow made it onto his lap, cuddling up to his chest her arms still wrapped around him.

"So what do you want me to do?" Ichigo sighed knowing there was no way out of it, both Kisuke's favour and Yoruichi snuggling up in his chest. Giving up Ichigo resulted to stroking Yoruichi's hair as he talked with Kisuke, not noticing the slight blush and happy face of the Shihouin Princess.

"Oh nothing much, I just need you to give back a tablet I got from a friend a while back," Kisuke know about Yoruichi's affection for Ichigo so he didn't intervene but seeing as how he finally responded to her actions instead of throwing her off really did set something off in Kisuke, but seeing as how he would be sending him off for a bit he wondered how Yoruichi was going to react with being away from Ichigo.

"And you want me to take this tablet to where exactly?" asked Ichigo 'And why is Yoruichi acting like this' he thought to himself not wanting to say it out loud. Sure he was enjoying having Yoruichi on his lap while he stroked her hair but it was unusual for Ichigo and how Yoruichi usually acted.

"Oh nowhere special just Rome." Spoke Kisuke like it was nothing holding that accursed fan in front of his face hiding the devious smirk behind it.

"What!" shouted both Ichigo and Yoruichi; Ichigo for obvious reasons and Yoruichi because she knew Kisuke was planning something and she didn't want to be away from her Ichigo.

"Now, now calm down and let me explain" Urahara tried to calm them so that he could reason with then. Also he found their reactions to be quite amusing, especially Yoruichi's, who was now clinging on to Ichigo more than ever not wanting to let him go. "As I was saying, I want you, Ichigo, to got to Rome and deliver a tablet a friend gave me a long time ago all expenses paid of course."

"Fine but you're telling my friends and family. Well I better get home, Yuzu should be done with dinner now." He tried to get up but instead he was restrained by Yoruichi, who had her head down, refusing to move. "Erm, Yoruichi. Can you let go I need to get home." Ichigo tried to get her off him but she only held on stronger. "Fine if you're not gonna let go, do you wanna come to my place for dinner?" he asked and seeing her head snap up and her expression brighten he taken it as an immediate yes.

Releasing her hold on him, Yoruichi got up and help him up as well before disappearing in to her room presumably to get her coat seeing as she was already decently dressed. Waiting out at front for her Ichigo wondered about the job Kisuke just gave him. Usually when Kisuke wanted Ichigo for something it was either to relieve his boredom or it was something serious but this, this just seemed normal and that was never something Kisuke ever done that included Ichigo.

Hearing the sliding door open then close Ichigo turned round to face Yoruichi, a smile plastered on his face. Seeing her nod Ichigo started to walk back home while Zangetsu spoke his mind. 'Stay cautious Ichigo, this is Urahara we are talking about and what he is ever up to it's not ever something normal.'

Running to catch up with him, Yoruichi wrapped her arms around his and walked by his side, her smile unwavering. 'OMG he's actually not reacting like he usually would and he's not even bothered about it, oh and that smile, I feel like I could just die' she internally squealed not wanting for Ichigo to hear her.

As they walked home side by side Ichigo could not dismiss the feeling of peace he was getting, as he thought back on it whenever he and Yoruichi were alone he always had a weird sense of peace no matter the situation. The rest of the walks was in a relatively peaceful manner, a comfortable silence between the two as Yoruichi enjoyed the warmth of Ichigo's arm while he tried to keep his hormones in check.

Opening the front door, Ichigo called out to Yuzu in the kitchen, "Hey Yuzu, can you set another plate out for Yoruichi?" only to be cut off before he could finish. "You're late!" shouted the crazed man in a white lad coat as he flying kicked his son in the side of the face. "How can I be late when I didn't even say when I will be back? And when will you give up?" Ichigo retorted as he grabbed his father's foot mid-air and threw him on to the street outside before he closed the door on his face as he rushed to get back up.

"Oh Ichi-nii, you're back. What did Urahara-san want with you?" Yuzu asked as she popped her head round the corner to greet her brother and Yoruichi. After the whole incident with Ginjo, Yuzu's ability to see spirits improved till she could completely see them plus she and Karin were told everything after the Winter War.

"Nothing too special, just wanted me to do him a favour and return something a friend gave him" Ichigo said as he walked in to the front room with Yoruichi, nodding towards Karin who responded in kind before turning back to the tv.

"Oh Ok. Dinner will be ready in a minute" even though she doesn't normally show it, Yuzu was often worried whenever Ichigo had anything to do with Kisuke see as how mostly everything he does is some part of a big plan that involved Ichigo getting hurt.

"Kay" was his short reply not turning his head away from the tv, Yoruichi leaning on his arm as she sat to his right.

Dinner was nice with some ideal chit-chat … that is until Isshin started spouting crap about wanting grand-kids soon and with the way he was acting with Yoruichi he believed that he wouldn't need to wait too long. That ended with a heavily blushing Ichigo and Yuzu, Karin trying to stuff her giggles, Yoruichi with a light blush and the head of the Kurosaki family on the floor with a bruised face.

'What the hell is Isshin thinking? I know he's crazy and all, but me and Ichigo with kids? Oh if only.' Yoruichi was wondering if Ichigo would actually ever see her that way and after what happened so far she thought that she might have a chance.

'That Fucking Asshole! What the fuck was he thinking shouting something like that! Me and Yoruichi, as if especially after tonight. There's no chance she'll see me like that, will she?' Both were wondering about the chances and what-if situations not knowing that the either already liked them.

After the rest of dinner and more craziness for Isshin, Ichigo went upstairs to his room with Yoruichi behind him. Up him his room Ichigo sat on his chair facing Yoruichi as she spread herself out on his bed.

"Ahh" she breathed out in contempt "Your sister really knows how to cook Ichigo." As she spread her self out she could help but take in the scent around her, it just smelled like Ichigo too much for her not to enjoy.

"So, what do you wanna do?" he asked, the silence starting to get awkward for him as he watched Yoruichi roll around in his bed.

"I donno, what you wanna do Ichi?" she looked up at him from the pillow as he brought out his laptop.

"Well we could watch a movie," the familiar sound of the laptop turning on making itself known as he turned to Yoruichi.

"Sure, we could do that. What movies you got?" she turned to face him sitting up and moved so that he could sit on the bed as well.

"What do you feel like watching?" he responded as he moved to lie on his bed, Yoruichi already positioning herself so she could watch and cuddle with Ichigo, and turned the laptop to face them,

After a two hour movie Ichigo looked down on his chest to see Yoruichi, her eyes closed and her breathing steady. Turning his laptop off, he repositioned himself so he was completely lying down, careful not to wake Yoruichi, before slowly falling asleep not seeing to twitching of her lips forming a smile.

"GOOD MORNING ICHIGO!" screamed the crazed man before he got sent flying out of the window and landing on a bush; the who threw him was none other than Ichigo, his face showing all the signs of anger. Calming himself down, the hero of the Winter War look down on his bed, the Goddess of Flash still asleep hugging his pillow.

"Hey Yoruichi time to get up, breakfast should be done soon" Ichigo spoke to her while shaking her trying to get her to wake up.

"Five more minutes Ichi, I'm still tired" she droned as she wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him down back onto the bed as she held him close. "Don't leave Ichi let's just stay here together" she moaned, still half asleep, probably not even knowing what she just said.

'What? What does she mean together' putting it to the back of his head he tried to wake her yet all attempts did nothing in waking the sleeping beauty. Deciding to do something irrational, thinking it might work, he kissed her on the nose see what will happen.

Before he even realised what had happened, he was lying on his back on his bed with a grinning Yoruichi sitting on his chest. 'Oh why do I have a bad feeling about this' dreading what was going to happen, Ichigo watched as Yoruichi slowly leaned down onto him till her face was only a few inches away from his.

"Yoruichi, what are you doing?" instead of responding Yoruichi kept on moving till she was practically in front of his face then she responded. "Ichigo, I think that... that I love you!" Without hesitation she smashed her lips to his, revelling in feeling of his lips, Yoruichi was in bliss. Ichigo however was shocked, ' Did, did she just say that she loved me?!' 'Yes now give her some or she might think that she made a mistake King' Shiro screeched from within his mind. Quickly shaking his thoughts he melded in to the kiss, enjoying it as she did.

Yoruichi's head was racing, now she was fully awake and kissing Ichigo and just confessed that she loved him, 'OMG I just told him I loved him! But what if he doesn't feel the same way?! What if he doesn't love me?!' Those thoughts were smashed and out the window when Ichigo responded in kind. Delving further into the kiss she grazed her tongue along his bottom lip asking for permission to enter. Feeling him part his lips more, she drove her tongue into his mouth freely exploring his mouth before he started to fight back. Letting him have his way she let his tongue travel into her mouth so that he could explore.

After minutes of lip locking the two separated, a trail of saliva connection their lips, starring deep into each others eyes. "So does this mean..." Yoruichi trailed off not knowing how to approach the subject.

"It means that I like you, I'm not sure by love just yet but definitely like" he told her then giving her a soft kiss on the lips before getting up, stretching his hand to her. Taking his hand Yoruichi got up off the bed lightly giving him a kiss on the check before leaving the room smirking all the way.

Truly smiling, Ichigo left his room and halfway down the corridor he met his father but unlike his usually goofy self this time he had a serious look on him. Sighing Ichigo turned to him already knowing what it was about. "So he told you then" it wasn't as much as a question as it was a statement knowing full well that Kisuke would tell his father who would tell the girls while he told his friends.

"Yeah he told me, just remember this is Kisuke you're dealing with" Isshin warned, he knew that Ichigo probably already knew that but its better to be on the safe side.

"Yeah, I've already got Zangetsu telling me to stay cautious, I don't need you telling me as well."

"Now, forget about that!" returned his old crazed self, "What's this about you and a certain purple haired princess? Oh Ichigo I always knew you weren't gay, sure I had my doubts but I knew it! Just remember to use protection unless you really want to give me those grand-kids then go crazy!"

"I might just go crazy if you dont SHUT THE HELL UP!" he roared as he kicked Isshin into the wall before walking off to have breakfast with his new girlfriend and sisters.

'Oh Ichigo, you don't know what you just got yourself into.' thought Isshin as he got up and joined his family for breakfast knowing what was soon to make a appearance.