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When; Night, 12/27
Rating; Er, PG-13 for drinking and clubbing I guess?
Characters; Anybody is welcome :3
Summary; Soifon and Isane want to find out what clubbing is, and after talking with Greed, Yoruichi, Nell, and Hinamori, head off to Club Automatica.
Log;
Shopping with Isane had been fun, and Soifon was lucky to find such good outfits. She had finally settled on a silk red Chinese dress and had headed down to the Underground. By that time, Greed had told her about his relationship with Yoruichi, and her mind was very clearly not on the club. After bumping into a few people and almost tripping, she decided it would be best to sit down until she had cleared her mind. She found an open couch and sat down, staring off into the flashing lights.

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Yoruichi raised an eyebrow slightly. She could always tell when Soifon wasn't being entirely truthful, but she didn't say anything. Afterall, it had been a long while since the old times, and the girl she'd known was now a young woman who commanded her own division. Certainly enough of an adult to decide if she wanted to share or not.

Seeing that she had been called out, she smiled reassuringly. "It's nothing important, it can wait until later."

"Are you sure? You know you can always talk to me, Soifon."

"I...well..." She finished off her glass of wine and set the glass on the bar. "It's embarrassing but..." Her voiced dropped low, almost to an inaudible level, and she stared down at the ground. "Greed thinks that I love you. No, more than that, that I'm...in love with you. I don't...I don't know..."

Well. Not many things shocked Yoruichi, but the dark-skinned woman definitely had to add this one to the list of things that DID. She blinked a few times in surprise.

"You....what?"

Picking up another drink, she downed it in a heartbeat before turning back to the furiously blushing Soifon.

"I...why would he think that?"

"I..." She leaned off of her barstool and wrapped her arms around her Yoruichi, standing on her toes to whisper into the taller woman's ear, and also to hide how flush red her face was. "I think...I might." She respected Yoruichi, sometimes she felt she was an older sister, but she felt something else, something she couldn't express. Maybe that's what Greed had meant.

Yoruichi nodded slightly, letting her arms slide around Soifon's waist loosely. She certainly didn't feel strange at the prospect. Afterall, she'd had female lovers before. But...this was Soifon. Not just anyone.

"So...why do you think you might?"

"You used to be my goddess, but...but you allowed us to be friends. I always looked up to you, and you were always there for me. And now I...I can't explain it. I just have a feeling." Saying what she felt she had to say, she began to feel a little faint, and she slowly lowered herself off of her toes. She buried her face in Yoruichi's body, nervous, not wanting to look her in the eyes.

She wasn't sure really how to respond. Yoruichi had always known Soifon had a strong attachment to her, and truthfully, she'd always felt something of the same affection for the younger shinigami. She'd just...never really done anything much about it. But maybe...maybe now was the time to do just that.

I somehow have a feeling that I might regret this in the morning, but...

She sighed, resting her head on top of the shorter woman's head. One hand slid from Soifon's lower back up to her shoulder before tilting her head up to meet Yoruichi's gaze. With a smile, she just nodded before leaning down to capture Soifon's lips with her own.

Soifon was shocked, to say the very least. She gently pulled herself closer, feeling Yoruichi's warmth through her thin silk dress. Somehow, Greed had been right. How, she wasn't sure, but she wasn't about to complain. She closed her eyes and imagined everything else was gone; no crowded club, no loud music, just her and Yoruichi.

As the kiss ended, she opened her eyes again, gazing into Yoruichi's, still shocked. She touched her lips with one of her hands, just to make sure she wasn't dreaming. "Yoruichi-sama..." was all she managed to say.

She chuckled slightly.

"As many years as we've known each other and you still call me that. I would have thought you'd realized by now that you don't need the -sama."

She placed one palm gently against Soifon's cheek with a smile.

"Or...was that not an acceptable answer for you?"

"I just...wasn't expecting that." Her eyes wandered down to the floor, embarrassed again. She glanced out towards the dance floor and for a second simply watched. She then turned back to Yoruichi and asked, "would you...teach me how to dance, Yoruichi...?" It felt strange not addressing her formally, but at the same time she felt good about it.

She laughed. Yoruichi had to admit, this would take some getting used to. Not being close to Soifon. That wasn't new. No, it was the idea of intimacy that was more then just physical. But...as strange as it was, it was..nice.

"Of course I will."

Taking Soifon's hand, she led her out onto the dance floor. Placing one hand on either side of the smaller woman's hips, she helped guide her through the motions along with the beat of the music.

"See? Not that hard."

Soifon allowed Yoruichi to guide her, slowly warming up to the music. For once she was really having fun. Not because of the club, she was still uncomfortable. But because she and Yoruichi were there, together. She smiled and stepped in closer, placing her arms behind the taller girl's neck. She knew this would be a night she'd remember for a long time.

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