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“I don’t know what to dress up as!” I whine as I fall back on Orihime’s floor, spreading out like a starfish.
“You can dress as Chappy,” Rukia suggested, showing a picture she drew of the bunny character. Sweatdropping, I slowly shook my head.
“I think that would suit you more Rukia.” I’m honestly surprised she’s going as a devil or succubus or something instead of Chappy.
“Hmm, maybe you could dress up like me?” Orihime offers with a smile, pulling her costume out of her closet. It looks like some kind of… Pumpkin-Ghost? It’s cute, but I don’t think it’s my kind of thing.
“I don’t know Orihime, I feel like that’s a very specific costume, and you would rock it way more than me.” Rejecting her suggestion as softly as I can, I offer her a smile before I’m pulled up off the floor. Rangiku wraps me in a hug, beaming with a grin. Relaxing in her grip, I rest my head on her shoulder and close my eyes.
“Well we’re going costume shopping for the rest of us, and we can find your costume there!” Tensing, I crack open an eye to stare at Rangiku as she looks down at me. I know she means well, but our clothing choices don’t really match up well. Knowing her, I worry about what kind of costumes we’re gonna mostly be looking at.
[🎃]
I was right.
I glance nervously at Rangiku and Yoruichi fawning over the costumes, grabbing various one’s and holding it up to themselves. Rangiku is dressing up as a witch, and Yoruichi is dressing up as a cat. I covered my mouth to hide the snort of laughter that escaped. I don’t have a problem with them wearing the more… Suggestive versions of these costumes. They’re so pretty, how could I be against that? It’s the fact I’m getting wrangled into it.
“[Y/N], you should wear this one!” Yoruichi exclaims, holding up a costume for me to see. That is not a costume, that is basically lingerie. Making a face, I look at her expectant gaze and slowly shake my head.
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Because that is like two strips of fabric and I don’t think I would look good in it.” Her and Rangiku opened their mouths to refute that, but I cut them off. “And plus, I was thinking something a little… warmer?” They pouted and slowly put the costume back, stopping to look over their shoulders at me like a scorned puppy. Shaking my head, they huff and start looking for a costume with more coverage to suggest. Orihime hums, staring at me. Raising a brow, I meet her gaze and she claps with a smile.
“I got it! Why don’t you match costumes with Urahara-san?” Kisuke? Scratching my cheek, I try and think if he ever mentioned he was dressing up.
“I don’t know if he’s even dressing up for Halloween Orihime.” Her lips purse as she folds her arms over her chest, mumbling how weird it would be for him to not dress up. Hearing a gasp, I turn to see Yoruichi staring at us with sparkling eyes.
“That’s it!” She bounds forward and grabs my hands with a grin. “You can dress up as Kisuke!” Heh? “Think of the surprise on his face too!” She has a point. It would be pretty funny in general.
“Yeah it would, but where would I even find clothes to replicate his? And his hat?” I can’t imagine finding his hat in just any old store. Yoruichi gives me a reassuring grin and a thumbs up.
“We’re gonna steal it from him.” Excuse me? Blinking, I stare at her as she laughs and begins discussing the plan with Rangiku who is equally interested in this idea. I don’t know how they think we’re gonna accomplish this. I don’t mean to be a downer, but wouldn’t that require raiding his closet? Where does he even keep all his hats? Are we gonna have to steal the hat right off his head?
“How are we gonna do that? Isn’t Urahara-san like, super strong?” Orihime over here asking the real questions so I don’t have to. A true G. Wait, does this mean she wants to be a part of this theft? Yoruichi scoffs, putting her hands on her hips.
“You’re obviously forgetting who used to be his Captain, and taught him a lot of what he knows!” You know what? Fair enough. She stares me down with a smirk, cocking her hip out. “So? Are you up for it?” Giving her a weak smile, I lift my head to give her a shaky thumbs up.
“Yes?” Everyone cheered, before grabbing their selected costumes and heading to the registers.
[🎃]
Today is the day of the Halloween party. Everyone had decided to hold it in Kisuke’s training grounds and just decorate the area. Today is also the day our plan has to be put in motion. Rangiku and Orihime were able to distract Kisuke in the underground training room long enough for Yoruichi and I to sneak in his room and pilfer his closet. I look around the room as Yoruichi searches through his clothes. I’m not sure why, but it always surprises me how plain his room is. Wait, now’s not the time! Focus. Pulling out the samue and haori, she threw them at me. Stumbling, I managed to catch both.
“I’m pretty sure his pants are going to be too big for you, so we’ll skip that. His hats aren’t here, which means we’ll need to take the one from his hat.” Sweatdropping, I fold the clothes and put it in my backpack, zipping it up. Slicing his hat like Ichigo did, and stealing it off his head are two completely different things. I know Yoruichi is strong, but I still worry. Noticing my expression, she grins and pats my shoulder. “Hey, don’t worry! I’m the master at Shunpo, so this will be easy. I’ll meet you at Orihime’s house, alright? Rangiku and Orihime should be there before I get there.” She’s right. I need to have more confidence in her. With that, we go our separate ways, giving Tessai a quick wave goodbye. I kind of wish I could stay to see the whole fight for Kisuke’s hat, I think it would be pretty funny to watch.
Getting back, I meet up with Rangiku, Orihime, and Rukia, who usher me to quickly change. I quickly found out how much bigger Kisuke is than me.
The size difference between us was never super apparent until I pulled on his shirt and haori. We laugh at the sight of me swaddled in Kisuke’s clothes, the sleeves extending far past my fingertips. I decided to wear my black sleeveless turtleneck underneath, much to Rangiku’s displeasure. Even when tying the samue top as tight as possible, it showed just a little too much chest. Not cleavage, like almost my entire front. Rangiku and Orihime had convinced me that a skirt would perfect the costume of female Kisuke. I don’t wear skirts often, so it’s definitely a breezy experience. I am wearing shorts underneath just in case though.
Laughing, we take pictures together, complimenting each other’s costumes. Yoruichi still hasn’t gotten back, and I wonder if Kisuke ended up putting up more of a fight. As I pull out my phone to call her, the door bursts open. Yoruichi stands there, hands on her knees as she catches her breath. Her hair is sticking up everywhere, and sweat rolling down her forehead. Clutched in her left hand is Kisuke’s hat. Shutting the door, she bounds towards us, eyes shifting.
“Alright, we have like two minutes before Kisuke catches up!” She chirps as my eyes bug out of my head, mouth agape. Before I can speak, she shoves the hat on my head, obscuring my vision. “Keep that safe! I’m gonna go change!” She takes off to Orihime’s room where her costume is laid out. I turn to stare at the other two with my bewildered expression. He’s not mad, right? Playing with the sleeves, I contemplate if this was all a good idea. He’s usually pretty easy-going about things, but what if this is a tipping point for him? Yoruichi comes out of Orihime’s room, cat ears pinned in her hair. Cute.
The door bursts open once again, causing us all to snap our heads to look at the intruder. There stands a hatless Kisuke, scratching the back of his neck with an awkward grin at the abrupt entrance. Well, I guess there’s no turning back now. Huffing to catch his breath, he zeroes in on Yoruichi.
“I don’t understand why you were so determined to steal my hat, only to hide out where I could find you. So if you could just give me back… my…” He trailed off, eyes trailing along us, only to stop on me, eyes widening a fraction. Tipping the hat up to see him better, I give him a shy wave. Yoruichi takes this opportunity to avoid getting nagged, by pushing me forward to stand in front of him. Staring down, his eyes rove over me, taking in my outfit before landing on his hat that sat skewed on my head. Reaching up, he carefully straightened out the hat.
“I’m really sorry about stealing your hat,” I mumble with a pout, gaze shifting between Kisuke and the floor. “We really thought it would be a fun surprise and–” Chuckling, he gently grabs my chin, tilting my head up to maintain eye contact. I can feel myself flush as he gazes at me before his eyes dip lower. His eyes held a glimmer of amusement, but when his gaze trailed back up to meet mine once more, there was something darker behind his eyes.
“It’s not fair,” he huffs with a small pout to mimic my earlier one, letting go of my chin to take a step back and get a better look. Heh? What’s he mean by not fair? Seeing my puzzled expression, his lips curl into a grin as he continues, “It’s not fair that you look better in my clothes than I do.” Kisuke watches my face burn into a flushed red, lifting my hands to cover my face. I could hear him chuckle and then the world suddenly tilted. Squawking in shock, I flail my arms as Kisuke scoops me up in his arm, chuckling at my reaction. He stares down at me with a grin before looking at the others.
“So sorry, but this troublemaker is coming with me for a bit! We’ll see you at the party~!” With a final cheer, he turned and headed for the door. I looked around his arm to see Yoruichi and Rangiku sending me winks and thumbs ups causing the flush to rush back to my cheeks. Meanwhile, Rukia looked as flustered as I felt, and Orihime just smiled and waved goodbye to us. Whining, I move to cover my face with my hands, oversized sleeves slapping me in the face in the process. I could feel Kisuke using Shunpo to get to where he’s heading faster.
“Maaa [Y/N]-chan~ Just because you look better, doesn’t mean you’re going unpunished for being a part of this theft” Sputtering, I peek from over my hands only to be met with his dark eyes glinting with mischief that matched a wicked grin. Whining, I buried my face in my hands to avoid his gaze. It’s so unfair he can just do anything with his face. That kind of expression should be illegal!
“I was gonna give it back!” I argue as we enter the shop and he quickly whisks us to his room before anyone could see us. I thought he was gonna sit me on the bed, but instead, he tosses me back onto the bed. Letting out I squeak as I bounce on the mattress, I put a hand on my head to keep the hat from flying off. “What’s the big i—” The words leave my mouth as he hovers over me, eyes trailing down my clothes that became disheveled with everything. Before I could cover my face, he grabbed my hands and brought them close to his face. Gently, his lips brushed over my knuckles, causing sparks to shoot up my spine. Gaping as my face heated up, I probably looked like a fish trying to get words out. Peering up at me through his lashes from his bowed position, he gave me a cheeky grin.
“I can’t just leave you alone when you look like this .” He hummed, letting my hands drop back to my side, only to cup my cheek, gently caressing my bottom lip with his thumb. His hand trailed lower, fingertips brushing against my neck, causing me to let out a small giggle at the ticklish feeling. Beaming at the noise, he leaned in letting our lips brush against each other before whispering, “But did you really have to wear shorts? I was really hoping for a flash of your panties when I threw you–OW!” He flinched back at the flick to his cheek, holding it in the palm of his hand. I stared at him with a flat expression before sighing and gazing up at the ceiling, hat slipping off my head slightly.
“You totally ruined the mood Kisuke” Chuckling at my pout, he leaned forward, nuzzling at my cheek with his nose.
“Come on [Y/N]-chan! You gotta admit, you got my hopes up with the skirt and the thigh highs, leaving that little bit of exposed skin! That kind of thing drives any man- or woman- wild!” Kisuke whined, looking up at me with a hurt expression, one hand reaching down to run his fingertips over the elastic of my socks before hooking two fingers in the band before letting go with a small snap. Whining, I looked up only to meet his hungry gaze.
“Kisuke, what about the party?”
“What party?”
“Don’t play dumb! It’s starting soon! If we’re late, everyone’s gonna think we were doing… stuff.” Cooing at my embarrassment, he reached up to pinch my cheek.
“So cute [Y/N]-chan! To be embarrassed over such a thing to where you can’t even say the word!” His grin turns sharp, hands moving to cup my face once again. “But I mean, if they’re gonna think that, may as well do it right?”
“Kisses only.”
“Come on [Y/N]-chan! You can’t expect me to survive the night with you looking like that!”
“Well I survive every day with you looking like a three-course meal 24/7, so I think you can survive a few hours.” Kisuke laughs at this before leaning in to press his lips against mine. Every time we kiss always feels like the first time we kissed, where it felt like I had full-body tingles or something. Giggling against his lips, I push him so we can sit up.
“That’s what I thought. Now let’s go, and I hope you have a costume Kisuke.” As we get out, I turn to grin at him, flapping my sleeves. “If you do, you get a treat~” Blinking, he turns around and opens his closet to rummage for something to wear.
"You know, despite being so shy all the time, you always manage to surprise me when that feisty attitude of yours pops up~!" He sang happily, letting out a small cheer as he pulls something out. Sliding the found lab coat over his clothes, he turns to face me with a nervous grin.
“Scientist?” This man. I'm wouldn't be surprised if this lab coat is from his time in Squad 12. Or even now. Pursing my lips, I give him an unimpressed stare before sighing.
“Really? You’re not even gonna change your clothes?” Walking to the door, I looked in his mirror to fix my clothes and hair so I didn’t look so disheveled before looking back at him. He stared at me with puppy dog eyes, eyes constantly dipping lower before jumping back up to my face. Huffing, I bounce over to him, leaning up to press a quick kiss to his lips. As I stepped back, he followed me with a low whine, pursing his lips. Giggling, I grabbed his cheeks and peppered his face with kisses. Separating, I looked up to meet him giving me the softest eyes I think I’ve ever seen. They were so warm and just full of love, paired with the dopey grin on his face. Clutching my chest to get my raging heart under control, I turn and quickly head to the door.
“I’ll see you downstairs when you put on something to go with that lab coat!” Navigating through the store, and down the steps, I gawked at all the lights and decorations hung up. They really transformed the training grounds into a Halloween extravaganza. Seeing Rangiku wave me over to the group, I bound over to them and give her a friendly bump against her shoulder. Wrapping her arms around me and squeezing me in a hug, she swayed back and forth all the while cooing about how cute I look. A smirk spread across her face as she leaned into my ear.
“Did you have fun? Your lips are kind of bruised” Gaping at her, I turn from her and cover my face. This is what I get for indulging him! “Relax! It’s only noticeable to an expert like me, or if you’re really close.” Letting out a breath of relief, we mingled with everyone else, complimenting each other on each other’s costumes. I got a lot of laughs and comments on mine, which made me buzz with happiness. Grimmjow glanced at my outfit, confusion flickering in his gaze before his lips pull into a wicked grin.
“You supposed to be that dopey hat and clogs?” Seems he’s been hanging out with Ichigo fairly often. Nodding, I stare at him with a squint as I try to make out his outfit.
“Yeah. Are you… An Oni?” Grinning, he nodded and showed off every aspect of his costume. Flicking one of the fake horns, he turned his attention back to me. “Way cooler than yours.” His eyes held a challenging gaze as if daring me to deny it. Smiling, I reached up and pat his head with a coo.
“Why of course your costume is better than mine Grimm! All the hard work and attention to detail you put in, I’m really amazed and proud!” Flustering, he huffed and swiped at my hand before stomping away, muttering something under his breath. Classic Grimmjow. I stiffened up when hands landed on my shoulders but quickly relaxed as I recognized the chuckle coming from behind me.
“Trick or Treat?” Turning to face him with a grin I open my mouth to speak, only for my brain to shut down. My eyes trailed down to observe his outfit. Man is… Man is wearing a whole-ass suit under the lab coat. Whole… form-fitting suit that is making my mouth water. I just want to bark like a feral animal, cause this is making me feel a certain way. Snapping my head back up to meet his amused gaze, I huff and point at him.
“ You, are the one who isn’t playing fair.” Grinning, he wraps his arms around my waist. Pulling me closer, he leans down to press a kiss to my cheek, bumping into the brim of the hat.
“Just evening the playing field.” Pouting, I stand up on my toes to press a haste kiss to his lips before settling back down. Straightening his tie, I give it a pat before wrapping my arms around him to squeeze him in a hug, pressing my cheek to his chest. Squeezing me back, he hummed and moved us side to side in a swaying motion.
“So, should I count that as a treat?” Exhaling air out my nose in a laugh, I glanced up at him with a grin that he matches.
“I thought we agreed your treat will be later after the party?” At this, his pout returns, reaching a hand up to scratch at the back of his head.
"Well I was kind of hoping, now that everyone has seen us, we could cut the party short." Seeing the expression on my face, he quickly let out an awkward laugh and shifted gears to diffuse the situation. Fixing the hat atop my head, his fingers trailed down. Brushing his fingers through the free strands of hair sticking out from under the hat, he gently pulls me in for another kiss with a small sigh.
"I guess I can wait a little while longer, so long as you keep supplying me with kisses."
"Deal."