Halfway down the stairs is a stair
where I sit. There isn't any other
stair quite like it. A. A. Milne
Kisuke sits in his bed alone late at
night and wonders.
He wonders a great many things.
He wonders when Yoruichi will be
home tonight.
She left at evening as she often did,
in cat-form to prowl around,
curious, investigating, ever alert.
She is a good companion to have to
help keep watch over Karakura
town.
And if tonight is like other nights,
she will return some time before
dawn to slip into bed with him in
her human form, warm skin
smoother than the richest Shihoin
silk.
She is an even better companion to
wake...
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