I'm surprised at the quick feedback I've gotten, and quite frankly, I had loads of time today, so I decided to bang out another chapter. Again, this chapter is quite short, but I have better things in store, so you'll just have to be patient! I'm on break, and Chapter 3 (and maybe even Chapter 4!) are planned out and may very well be up in a few days. Thanks for reading, and remember feedback and suggestions are always appreciated.

CHAPTER 2- A Dire Circumstance

It was late at night in Karakura Town. Normally, the all the lights in the small city would have been extinguished. But if one was looking from above, there was one building that stood out from the others- the Kurosaki Clinic. Now what was going on there?

Ichigo was still very surprised at the events that had just occurred. He had been reminiscing about his time as a substitute shinigami, and without any warning one of his longtime allies appeared out of nowhere. And it wasn't just any person. Or cat for that matter. It was Yoruichi. Yoruichi Shihoin, one of the strongest shinigami he knew. Yoruichi, his teacher, the one who had helped him achieve Bankai in a mere 3 days. Yoruichi, the sexy-ass Goddess of Flash. (For Ichigo, the lucky bastard, "Flash" meant more than just shunpo…) The banter he had gotten used to during the time he spent under her tutelage was continued as if no time had passed at all. And now she was here in his kitchen, no less, making herself at home and trying to get in his pants again. Not that he really minded, actually. Most guys would readily give up their left nut for a chance at someone as hot as Yoruichi. But he had to keep up his own image. And that meant not giving in, despite his volatile teenage hormones. That was going to be a difficult challenge.

Ichigo placed a bowl of milk in front of the cat.

"What are you doing here, anyway?" he demanded of the small feline as it lapped at the milk.

"Is that how you greet all your friends, Ichigo? It seems you haven't changed. I haven't seen you for so long. Could you blame me for coming back?" purred Yoruichi.

"Well, since no one has visited me since then, I figured it must be something important for you to come here so late…" Ichigo said as he scrubbed the dishes. Damn it, his father was such an irresponsible bum. He basically kept the place running nowadays. He muttered something incoherent about stupid troublesome dads.

"It seems like you're stressed out Ichigo… you still haven't learned to relax," Yoruichi said matter-of-factly. "How about I help you?" Ichigo dropped the plate he was holding, shattering it in the sink as he felt a very naked woman press up against his back. He felt himself immediately go red.

"Get off me you horny cat! You'll wake everyone up!" he tried in vain to throw the buxom, bronze-skinned woman off him.

"We could wake everyone up together…" Yoruichi nibbled his ear, causing him to damn near burst a blood vessel.

"Could you quit that! Look, I missed you too. Now could you tell me what's going on? And put on some freaking clothes," Ichigo complained. He was not in the mood for this.

"Very perceptive, Ichigo. Although you should stop turning me down. Who knows how much longer I keep offering. One starts to wonder…" teased Yoruichi.

Ichigo ignored her jab. "Just tell me… how? And why?"

"Look, I know you probably have a thousand questions right now. Those will all be answered in due time. All you need to know right now is Soul Society needs you back. And it's my job to bring you there."

To be perfectly honest, Yoruichi didn't know what to expect from seeing Ichigo again. Certainly, she had grown fond of the orange-haired teenager through their time together, but she wasn't sure how he would react to having to become a shinigami again. She grinned. Well, at least he had been cooperative up until now for the most part. Surprisingly, he actually seemed eager to hear what she had to say. Too bad he's still a prude, she thought, because he's become even sexier than before. Good for me, because his complete lack of game makes it obvious that he doesn't have a girlfriend. Yoruichi took great pride in being able to make Ichigo blush and splutter. She had always thought he was cute, but now… in only a year and a half, he had grown several inches taller, and while he was still slim, he was more cut than before. She had felt that when she jumped him. Being such a lecherous woman, she took no heed of his repeated denials. He'll succumb to me eventually… She was shaken out of her evil, perverted thoughts by hers truly. "Oi! Yoruichi! Come upstairs, I'll give you some of my clothes." Ooh, he's even giving me his clothes to wear. So innocent… she chuckled to herself as she followed him up.

Yoruichi pulled on the sweats and t-shirt he set out for her and jumped onto Ichigo's bed, making herself comfortable before he could even protest. Much to her disappointment, he settled down on a beanbag chair. She started to explain the situation to him.

"Wait, before you tell me anything… How can I even see you? Last time I checked gigais can't transform," Ichigo said.

"Ah, that's where you're wrong. Kisuke was able to finally develop one that could a while back. Complicated shit, and it's still technically a prototype. It works great though," she commented.

"Huh. So what else have I been missing?"

"I was getting to that. There's a big problem. There's been an influx of hollows recently. And it's not just a few more. Attacks have quadrupled in the past month. And these aren't your run-of-the-mill hollows that just anyone can deal with," Yoruichi explained. Her golden feline eyes narrowed. "It's weird because as you know, they normally make their attacks on the human world. But for some reason, they seem to have gone berserk, and they've started to come up near the Sereitei as well. So both of our worlds are in danger. And with the captains already being so occupied-"

"You need my help." Ichigo finished.

"Exactly."

"Do you know why this is happening?"

"I personally have a few theories, but no one's really sure why. And unlike normal, we can't predict when or where they will show up, which makes things especially dangerous. To get to the bottom of this, Soul Society needs all the help it can get. That's why they asked me to do this. And that's why I came to find you, Ichigo."

"But there's just one little problem…"

"I know. We'll deal with it tomorrow. It's late now. How 'bout we go to sleep?"

Ichigo nodded. "You can take my bed. I'll sleep in the closet."

"What? I want to sleep with you though," Yoruichi pouted. Ichigo turned scarlet.

She smacked him upside the head. "Not in that way, idiot. I can transform. Get your head out of the gutter."

Ichigo agreed grudgingly. The poor boy, when he woke up he would be in for a surprise.

The next day...

"Are you sure that this is okay? It'll work, won't it?"

"Of course it will. As long as you're up for it. What, don't you trust me, Ichigo?"

"I trust you, Yoruichi... but I didn't know you could do it like that though. I mean, two at once?"

"Well, you can. So just do it already."

"Fine. This is weird though..."

"No, it just means you're not trying hard enough! Put some power in your thrusts!"

"Come on, cut me a break, I've never done anything like this before."

Ichigo grunted in exertion as he increased his effort, while Yoruichi gave him encouragement.

"Alright, that's what I'm talking about! Just a little more!"

"I feel something coming out!"

"Good! Now, Ichigo, slam it in!"

Ichigo felt his muscles lock up as he thrust it in as deep as he could.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

So… what could they have possibly been doing there? You'll find out in the next chapter!