Shinoa kicked her brother's cheerful face as he woke her up from her dream "You jerk how dare you!"

Kisuke who grew unbothered by his sister's antics carried her from her bed, making the girl shriek in surprise. "Let me down!" she yelled as her face flustered, slapping his shoulders as he walked down the stairs. He glanced at his sister, smiling softly "You look cute" he laughed as his Shinoa's face turned a deeper shade of red.

Letting her down in front of a mirror, he went to find her brush underneath the pile of garbage. Shinoa's house was messy. It was one of the things that make their relationship as siblings believable. "Where'd you put your brush?" he asked, not bothering to glance at her as he continued searching through the pile.

The 2nd division lieutenant wiped her eyes, letting out a yawn before she answered "By the magazines I think?" her eyes closed again and upon hearing a chuckle, opened itself. Shinia stared at the floor with half-lidded eyes as Kisuke patiently combed her tangled hair. "What are you doing here?" she mumbled, sounding as if she was about to sleep again. "Yoruichi-san said you're be removing your mask?"

"Mm"

The Onmitsukido has always been a room of gossip between shinigami. On the outside, they are known as assassins, keeping order while in the shadows. The members of the rank are unknown, always wearing black clothing and a mask that covers half of their faces. well, most of them. Removing their mask would mean that their identity would be completely exposed to all of Seireitei, there'd be no going back.

"You're going to district 56?"

"Mm. There's going to be back up though." Keisuke said as a form of reassurance but his sister said no more and only gave a hum in response.

District 56 is one of the few districts out there deemed dangerous to go alone, vice-captain level shinigami always have to be on guard. The district was long abandoned. Just not how it was supposed to be. Silence overcame them as her brother fixed her hair, tying it tightly before pating her head "Be careful" His kimono caught her attention, a letter sticking out from the pocket inside, she did not comment and gave him a reassuring smile. "Of course."

Wearing a flower pattered red kimono over her black lieutenant kimono that reached her legs, tabi with sandals that were at least 5 inches long while her hair was tied in a messy bun. Her twin swords strapped on her back.

She looked completely different compared to her usual black Onmitsukidō uniform, not to mention her black mask that Shinoa already missed wearing.

When her men saw her they stared dumbfounded while she stared back in confusion. And as the newly found gossip got to the attention of their captain, Yoruichi stared in a daze before asking 'who are you?' then started laughing like a madman as Shinoa identified herself. The girl jumped on the edge of the rooftop, sitting down as she contemplated.

Did she look strange perphaps? Should she just change? Peering down, her eyes narrowed as her men spared against one another. A month without training clearly affected their skills. How disappointing.

Her attention was snatched away when a violet butterfly landed on her fingers, carrying the same message she usually always ignored. "Attention all vice-captain of all divisions, your presence is highly requested" A woman's voice spoke, the 3rd seat of the 13th division. What was her name again?

Shinoa took a deep breathe, glancing at Yoruichi who stood as a supervisor of their subordinates training, a wooden sword resting on her shoulder as she barked their weaknesses and made them run around the barracks. Perhaps feeling Shinoa's gaze, the captain of the second division turned her head at her vice-captain's and gave a nod which Shinoa relunctantly return as a silent message passed between them before using shunpo to appear in front of the main hall.

As her head looked at the wooden door, her mind dived down to her partner's territory until she felt the presence of her partner. Landing softly on the Red spider lilies covered the ground as

'I should just go'

A rough wind blew through the garden, forming a mini-tornado before disappearing as a figure of a man waved his hand. 'Stay' He whispered, staring directly at her, his lips curled up in a smirk.

'Shutendoji' Shinoa whined inside her head, she was already sweating inside, was it usually so hot in here?

'What are you so scared for? That old fart is there, you've angered him before too. Don't tell me that this is actually scarier than him?'

Shinoa let his words sink inside her head and in an instant, her nerves calmed down as she thought about that one time the head captain scolded her. It was terrifying.

So when the doors opened the first she saw wasn't the other lieutenant's surprised looks but the face of the only person she feared in her entire life.

Seeing that his closed eyes opened halfway, Shinoa took that as a sign that he was startled as well.

No one made a move or spoke a word which made the entire thing awkward for her, sensing that no one was in their right mind. She took the initiative and bowed her head, "I am Urahara Shinoa, lieutenant of the 2nd Division" her voice echoed around the room, snapping the dazed people from their thoughts. She raised her head and murmured, "I believe I was called here?" tilting her head she smiled. The wooden door behind her closed, starting the closed off meeting of the vice-captains.


Shinoa listened throughout the meeting with little to no interest in her mind, she made no move to join the conversation and they had let her be. She could feel the tension in the air that was made by her arrival, her shoulders slumped down in disappointment.

Perhaps it was a mistake coming here after all.

'Do not cower behind fear' the soft voice of Shutendoji spoke, it was comforting.

'Of course'

Before she knew it, time had passed and the meeting quickly ended.

The General Captain went out first and the vice-captains began to gather around the middle of the room to catch up. Making sure she was out of their sight, she quickly walked out of the hall only stopping as a small figure blocked her way out.

Shinoa gulped, staring at the small blonde before here, she raised her hands in surrender as Hiyori took a step forward to glare at her. Their...lively meeting a few days ago gave her a bump on the head and she ended up limping back to her house in pain.

The wild girl raised her thumb making Shinoa flinch, pointing it behind her. "Let's go drinking" Hiyori insisted, her voice held no emotion but she could feel Hiyori's eyes staring down at her, analyzing. Shinoa smiled from ear to ear "Of course" she replied.

As soon as she said that, the tension in the air quickly disappeared, making Shinoa stare at them, confused. Before she could even utter a word, she was dragged out of the hall and found herself in a closed off room, surrounded by other females.

Holding their mugs filled with beer, they laughed, shared their stories. In short, they went crazy, finishing a total of twenty boxes of beer and wine combined. Shinoa smiled at them softly before gulping a cup of beer in one go.


When Shinoa woke up, she was hugging a bottle of wine, some of its contents spilling on her clothes. She groaned as the sunlight hit her eyes combined with a bad hangover. The room they rented was a mess, cans and broken glass laid on the floor, the cushion were ripped open and the wooden seats were missing a few pieces of wood which she would assume that were sticking on the ceiling. She didn't want to know.

Lisa lay on the side of the table, a bottle hanging on her hand as one foot was on the ground, she looked like she could fall anytime. The green haired girl, Mashiro was snoring so loudly, her back on the sofa as her right foot touched the ground. Hiyori laid on the floor, underneath the cans filled with beer that she assumed was absorbed by her clothes.

Shinoa moaned as pain shot up made its way into her mind, using her hand to massage her forehead. She thought that the loud noises were just on her head but she was proven wrong as soon as the door was kicked open,

A white-haired bulky man came in first looking extremely pissed his eyes searched around the room before landing on Mashiro. Soon, three people wearing white kimono underneath their standard uniform came in swarming in, some of who she could barely recognize.

Shinoa find it hard to understand what they were talking about but soon they scattered and went to each drunk lieutenant.

A blurry blonde male was in front of her, was that Kisuke? Did he come to pick her up? She laughed at the thought before closing her eyes.

She felt warmth engulf her, knowing it was her brother, Shinoa reached out and clung onto his neck, resting her cheeks on his shoulders. She felt him heat up. Strange, was her brother always this touchy?