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This invention was the idea of LizzayBT.

Ever since the advent of computer technology in scientific research, Urahara found that he excelled in one of the most unlikely of pastimes; the simplistic game of minesweeper.

The game was deceptively complex. The playing area consisted of a grid of grey blocks, the number of which varied with the difficulty level. Underneath each of these blocks rested a number or a mine. If a number appeared upon clicking the desired block, the amount indicated how many mines were resided in the eight surrounding squares. From there, it is the player's job to deduce the locations of the mines and place a flag on them. If all the mines are correctly flagged, then the player is victorious. If at any point the player clicks on a mine, then they lose immediately and must start over.

Bleary eyed, Urahara scanned over the grey blocks that were currently displayed on his computer screen. There were four hundred and eighty little grey squares before him. Ninety-nine of those squares hid deadly mines.

The first choice was always the most stressful. The game could end now with nothing more than a stroke of bad luck. Urahara's win-to-lose ration depended on his ability to blindly choose, at random, a square that did not conceal a mine. Lucky for him, the square he chose, which was in the top left corner, where he always started, hit the number four.

Behind Urahara's treacherous journey though a digital minefield, the latest data from the last bout of testing for the replica of Karakura was compiling onto a flash drive for Mayuri Kurostuchi to over view. Sui-Feng should be stopping by any minute to pick it up.

Removing his eyes from his game, Urahara checked the digital clock at the bottom of his computer. It was ten-to-one and the compiling was only seventy-five percent complete. He told Sui-Feng to be here at one, so she would be, but the compiling wouldn't be done by then.

Urahara's computer made no sound that indicated the passage of time, but the sound of the door to his lab opening was enough to tell him what hour it was.

"Urahara," Sui-Feng nodded to the hated man as she exited the stairwell.

"Hello there, Sui-Feng!" Urahara greeted the Captain of the Second Division with somewhat fake joviality. It wasn't that he wasn't happy to see her, it was just that he was very tired. "I know how prompt and punctual you like to be, but I'm afraid my computer is running a little slow today and the data is ready yet." Urahara lied. His computer was running fine, he had just forgotten to start the compiling on time.

"Who much longer?" Sui-Feng replied with a hint of annoyance. Though her relationship with Kiuske Urahara had warmed drastically since her encounter with his Spiritron Particle Accelerator, she hated it when people were behind schedule, no matter what the reason.

"Uhhh…" Urahara squinted at his computer screen. "How's ten minutes suit you?"

"I suppose I can wait that long." Sui-Feng frowned. Urahara swiveled in his chair and returned his attention the computer monitor. Time always seemed to move faster when one was occupied, so Sui-Feng decided to browse Urahara's inventions again. With any luck, she may stumble upon something useful again.

"You know the rule," Urahara spoke out one he noticed Sui-Feng had begun to move about. "Ask before you touch." Sui-Feng grunted in acknowledgement.

Sui-Feng slowly walked in between the work benches and tables that occupied the floor space of Urahara's basement lab, keeping close attention to the locations of her limbs.

Sui-Feng rounded a corner of a table when the shift in the low light made something glint. Altering her trajectory, Sui-Feng made her way to the conspicuously shiny object.

It was a stout crystal vial filled with a light blue liquid and capped with an atomizer similar to those on a perfume bottle.

"What is this?" Sui-Feng asked curiously as she pointed to the intriguing device.

"What's what?" Urahara craned is neck to see what had caught Sui-Feng's attention. The computer mad a soft chime and Urahara removed the flash drive and walked over to Sui-Feng. "Oh that?" Urahara clarified as he handed to potable hard drive to the Chinese woman. "That's just some perfume I whipped up a while back."

"Perfume?" Sui-Feng asked incredulously.

"Yeah," Urahara nodded. "Some women like to smell nice, but don't want to deal with unwanted male attention that the fragrance attracts. So, I crafted a perfume that effectively repels men."

Silently, Sui-Feng picked up the fragrance and squeezed the rubber air sac, releasing a small puff of the liquid within.

"It…smells good." Sui-Feng stammered, blushing faintly. It smelled better than good, it smelled great.

"To you, maybe." Urahara waved the fumes away from his nose. It didn't smell bad in a tangible sense, but there was something about the fragrance that was repulsive to his Y chromosome on a chemical level.

"Do you mind if I have this?" Sui-Feng asked. "Yoruichi is constantly being hit on by nearly every man that she encounters."

"Ah! Trying to keep her all to yourself?" Urahara laughed. "Actually, I don't mind. I just feel like I should warn…"

"Thank you." Sui-Feng nodded politely and left.

"Why do I even bother with those two?" Urahara shook his head.

Yoruichi drizzled the chocolate syrup over the large bowl of ice cream. She really didn't understand how Sui-Feng couldn't like something like an ice crème sundae.

Placing the ice crème carton back into the freezer, Yoruichi removed the whipped cream form the top shelf of the refrigerator and covered the ice cream in it.

Disappointed in Sui-Feng's lack of cherries, Yoruichi settled with what was in her bowl and sat down behind Sui-Feng's dining table. Gleefully, she dug into her indulgence.

In about as much time as the thought of having an ice cream sundae occurred to Yoruichi, the sundae itself was gone, another victim of the woman's seemingly bottomless stomach.

And almost as quickly as the sundae disappeared, the brain freeze set in. Clenching her teeth in pain, Yoruichi slumped over onto the table and let out a long grunt of pain. It was around this time that Sui-Feng returned from her trip to Urahara Shoten.

"What's wrong, Yoruichi!" Sui-Feng panicked and ran over to the groaning woman.

"Brrrrnnnfrrrzzzz!" Yoruichi agonized through gritted teeth.

"Oh," Sui-Feng breathed in relief. "Serves you right. How many times have I told you to slow down when you eat?"

"Yeah, yeah." Yoruichi breathed heavily, catching her breath now that the pain subsided. "Did you have fun on your little trip?" She asked, sitting back up.

"So much fun that I brought you back a souvenir." Sui-Feng smiled as she removed the perfume from a pocket in her haori.

"Perfume?" Yoruichi asked quizzically as she took the bottle from Sui-Feng. "But I don't wear perfume."

"I know, but I just want you to try it." Sui-Feng motioned for her to spray some on her.

"Okay, if you insist." Yoruichi shrugged and sprayed some of the perfume onto her. "Wow, this stuff smells great!" Yoruichi sniffed the air around her eagerly. Sui-Feng closed her eyes and inhaled deeply.

"Yes," Sui-Feng replied somewhat dreamily. "Yes it does." Sui-Feng paused for a moment and let the scent hang in her nostrils. "Come on," Sui-Feng motioned for Yoruichi to follow her. "The Women's Association meeting will be starting soon. We don't want to be late."

The two women exited Sui-Feng's quarters and started to make their way towards the conference room where the Shingami Women's Association held their monthly meetings.

"A little close, aren't you?" Yoruichi asked playfully. Sui-Feng usually maintained a friendly distance when they were out in public, but today, she was nearly on top of her.

"You can blame the perfume." Sui-Feng said as she snuck a quick sniff from under Yoruichi's jaw, planting a quick kiss as she did so.

"Oh! Feisty today, aren't we?" Yoruichi laughed.

"Just wait until the meeting over." Sui-Feng replied in an uncharacteristically lustful tone that made Yoruichi's blood boil.

As they made tier way towards the conference hall, Yoruichi and Sui-Feng passed several male members of various divisions. Not one of them tried to engage Yoruichi. In fact, they seemed to be trying to keep their distance, as if Yoruichi was enclosed in an invisible bubble that only Sui-Feng was allowed into.

Sui-Feng was very much enjoying the bubble until someone else entered it. It was a woman from the Seventh Division.

"S…Shihoin-dono." The woman stammered as she bowed, hiding her reddening face. Yoruichi returned the greeting and continued on her way. Scowling, Sui-Feng shrugged of the incident and wrote if off as a random occurrence. Until it happened again, only this time with a girl from the Third.

Eventually, it came to the point that they could not pass a female without a stammering and blushing greeting. Quickening her pace, Sui-Feng nearly dragged Yoruichi the rest of the way to the conference hall.

By the time they arrived, nearly everyone was already there. Flustered, Sui-Feng took her seat at the end of the table, and Yoruichi took her's, which was in between Sui-Feng and Rangiku Motsumoto.

The meeting began and normal and Sui-Feng began to forget about the disturbing number of women that were suddenly approaching Yoruichi. That was until she heard the distinct sound of sniffing.

"Oh my goodness!" Rangiku fanned herself with her hand. "What are you wearing?"

"Umm…" Yoruichi faltered uncharacteristically. "It's just something Sui-Feng got for me."

"It smells soooooo goooood!" Rangiku almost moaned.

"T…thanks" Yoruichi replied, a bit unnerved.

"I don't know what it is," Rangiku continued after another deep breath. "But there's just something about you today that's just…mmmmmhhhnnn!"

"Are you feeling alright?" Yoruichi asked as Sui-Feng watched the whole scene with the vein in her fore head steadily throbbing and her fists clenched tightly.

"I'm feeling great," Rangiku replied. "Though I'm sure you could make me feel…better." She leaned in closer to Yoruichi.

"I…thought you said you weren't into girls?" Yoruichi fumbled, confused by Rangiku's sudden interest in her.

"Today, I'll play for any team you want me too." Rangiku punctuated her sentence be burying her nose in Yoruichi's neck in much the same way Sui-Feng did earlier.

It didn't remain there for long though. It happened so fast that all the rest of the occupants of the room heard was a loud thump. The hadn't see Sui-Feng slam Rangiku's offending nose, along with the rest of her face, onto the wooden table, safely away from Yoruichi's neck. All that anyone else saw was Rangiku's nose suddenly bent at an unnatural angle and Sui-Feng storming out of the conference room, dragging a confused Yoruichi behind her.

"Damn that Urahara!" Sui-Feng fumed as she dragged a befuddled Yoruichi towards the Senkaimon. "I should have known he was hiding something."

"I really should install some better lighting down here." Urahara rubbed his strained eyes tiredly. "I should probably also get some sleep too." He mused as he settled into his computer chair.

"URAHARA!" Sui-Feng screamed down into the basement.

"That's what they call me." Urahara replied lightly as a visibly furious Sui-Feng entered into the light, still dragging a confused Yoruichi by the arm.

"What else in that perfume that you gave me?" Sui-Feng hissed.

"Fist off, you took it." Urahara corrected. "And second, I tried to warn you about it, but you just left. But to answerer your question; while I did discover the man repellent, I also discovered the chick magnet."

"Chick magnet?" Yoruichi asked.

"Yes, it seems the same thing that repulses men whips women into a frenzy." Urahara continued. "I tested this stuff out by putting fifty mice on a cage; twenty five male and twenty five female. I sprayed one of the female mice with the perfume."

"And what happened?" Sui-Feng asked impatiently.

"That mouse was crushed to death under a writhing pile of the other female mice." Urahara shock his head sadly.

'Why didn't you mention any of this before?" Sui-Feng asked irritably?

"I already told you, you left before I got the chance!" Urahara defended. "Besides, and this goes for both of you, don't you both think there's a reason all this stuff is still down here?"

"I suppose," Sui-Feng grumbled.

"I guess that makes sense." Yoruichi shrugged.

"I don't mind that you both seem so eager to test out my inventions, just get the full story first." Urahara chided. "Now if you excuse me, I was in the middle of a game of minesweeper before I was so rudely interrupted."