A/N - Had this story on my mind for quite a while now and finally got the time to start writing. There wasn't enough Yorusoi out there for my liking, so here's an addition to it :D
Disclaimer: I unfortunately don't own Bleach or anything to do with it *sigh*
Chapter 1 - Reality
"Yo Soifon."
Soifon jumped in surprise at the voice behind her, "Y-Yoruichi-sama!"
Leaning eyes shut and arms folded against the wall outside Soifon's quarters, Yoruichi spoke just as the Captain, deep in thought was about to pass by her position half in the shadows.
A faint pink tinge creeping into her cheeks, Soifon averted her gaze from her former Senpai's face who lazily flicked one eye open and grinned. "So busy you didn't notice me, eh?" She teased, both eyes now open to take in the reaction of her companion. Soifon's steel coloured eyes snapped back to meet her own yellow orbs. "And I was going to ask if you wanted to come training with me like we used to. I need to blow some cobwebs away. Just you and me, what do you say?"
The Captain's eyes seemed to shine with excitement for a split second, before dulling as she quickly reached a mental decision. Looking down at the floor, Soifon replied "Gomenasai Yoruichi-sama, I have to compile the information the Stealth Force have been collecting from the aftermath of the Zanpakuto uprising. I am expected to give a full report to the Captain Commander at tomorrow's meeting, so as you can see I have a lot to do before then."
The grin slipped from Yoruichi's face at Soifon's words. She had really been hoping to spend more time with her friend while things were fairly quiet. The only extended periods of time they had been together after the golden-eyed woman's return after 100 years was during the seemingly never ending fights that had become routine in Soul Society as of late. And that was hardly alone time. She had resolved to try her best to make up for her long absence from the girl, no, the strong woman she had become, and to let her know that she really did care for her. Despite her disappointment, Yoruichi made light of it. "Tcha, work, work, work. It was never like that when I was around. Well see you." She vanished using shunpo before Soifon picked up on her sadness.
'That's because you and that idiot spent all day drunk from sake,' Soifon thought darkly to herself, staring at the spot where the purple-haired Goddess had stood. She frowned as she was reminded about him. How she hated that man. The Captain realised her fists had been tightly clenched as she gave Yoruichi her answer. It had been harder than she'd thought to refuse the person she would at one time have done anything for, including died for. But this was the only way to prevent herself from being hurt again. The report was just an excuse. Being efficient and organized she had completed her review of the material days ago.
Now that she was alone, her eyes began to fill with tears before she angrily shook her head, the golden hoops at the end of her braids clanking together. She could not allow herself to get emotional over that woman anymore. It was ridiculous. After all, Yoruichi had made it clear she would never feel a fraction of what Soifon felt for her, otherwise there was no way she could have abandoned her for him. A tear managed to escape and slide down her cheek. Getting annoyed at herself, Soifon scrubbed her arm across her eyes and stalked into her quarters, slamming the sliding door behind her. Ōmaeda was going to end up being treated by Squad Four if he so much as put a toe out of line today!
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Yoruichi sighed and flopped down onto a cushion next to the low table in Urahara's house. "What am I supposed to do Kisuke? She hardly even looks at me any more. I thought we could put it behind us, but she seems to wear a mask around me now. I can't tell what she's thinking." She sighed again shifting to lie on her back, an arm across her eyes. "Maybe now she's had time to think about me coming back into her life, she actually preferred it with me gone. I thought when I caught her off guard after she defeated Suzumebachi she would open up to me a little."
"Oh, and what happened?" Urahara asked as he flipped through a book of today's receipts.
"She was about to pass out from exhaustion after the fight, so I grabbed hold of her and lifted her up" Urahara raised an eyebrow but said nothing. "I carried her in my arms a little way, and I was about to tell her we should have a talk about things. But before I could, she just looked at me and I couldn't move. Her eyes were…glittering and I couldn't tear my gaze away" Yoruichi's eyes slid out of focus as she thought about that moment. "I wanted to….I don't know, but then she looked away from me saying 'I didn't want you to see me when I'm weak Yoruichi-sama. I can walk now'. So I had no choice but to leave her to get treated while I went with Ichigo, Ukitake and Shunsui."
Urahara, pulled the green and white striped hat down low over his eyes. "Hmm. Sounds like you both need a new start.
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The stillness of the night that enveloped Soul Society was stirred at first by a soft whimpering. The whimpering gradually became sobs as a small figure tossed and turned upon a futon. The sounds could be traced to a window in the Squad 2 barracks. This window happened to belong to a certain Captain Soifon, who at present was reliving her most painful memories in her sleep. Her black hair free of it's usual braids shone in the moonlight and spread out behind her as she rolled onto one side, gripping a pillow and squeezing it as though to grasp at some sort of comfort.
"…Yoru-" The word was interrupted by a fresh bout of sobbing, as tears forced their way between her tightly shut eyelids. "Why…Yoruichi" A sentence gradually formed as the small shinigami had reached the moment in her dreams where she fell to the floor before a Goddess crackling with pure white energy. "Why didn't you…"
A loud sob caused the midnight black cat perched upon the roof of the Captain's quarters to jump up and speed away into the darkness. As the shape melted into the night, golden eyes turned back briefly, full of sorrow and guilt before vanishing.
"Yoruichi-sama……I…lo-" The rest of the sentence was lost as finally a deep sleep overtook the Captain. She lay still, breathing gently, the tears glistening on her cheeks like pearls under the beams of the moon.