Feisty [Yuuki/Kohaku]

KOIZUMI YUUKI | SECOND WIND, FOURTH DIVISION

Yuuki had one other talent aside from fighting: finding good deals. When it came time to restock their medicine bag, Yuuki went to great lengths to get good quality for an even better price. Usually this meant traveling into the Rukongai—but sometimes it meant traveling real far in. Yuuki had just finished a purchase that they'd honest suspect was initially stolen merchandise. But hey, a deal's a deal. Yuuki had no part in that crime, and no reason to not partake in a good deal.

It was getting well into the afternoon and Yuuki was looking to head back. Seeing a throng of people, they hopped up onto the roofs of the shops—using crates and lamp-posts to parkour up rather than simply using Shunpo. Although Yuuki carried their Zanpakutō, that was the only thing that showed Yuuki was even a Shinigami. The ivory Enreiun covered the upper half of the Shihakkusho, and Yuuki preferred a different, more close-cut style of pants. To most, they just looked like an androgynous monk or something.

Heading over a few streets, something—or rather someone caught Yuuki's eye. Not many people had the color hair they saw. And Yuuki had only made friends with one. Standing near the apex of a roof, Yuuki waited for the male to walk near the building. He changed direction and Yuuki had to sprint to find another rooftop—thankfully just one that was one story—that'd work. Standing high above, Yuuki peered down like a royal addressing their subjects. They called down as the subject of the stalking walked beneath. "So, you're tying the long hair now, huh? I thought you were too good for that, Ko-ha-ku~"

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Kohaku Okumura

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KOIZUMI YUUKI | SECOND WIND, FOURTH DIVISION

Deciding that it was recognition enough, Yuuki hopped down from the roof. As always, it was slower than one might expect. Most would think that they were just using some Shinigami art. Nope. Just the skill of fashion. Kohaku was taller than Yuuki, but that wasn't too hard to be. Yuuki was tall for a woman, but short for a man—it really led to their androgyny. The long hair made people think female, but the deeper, rougher voice and way of speaking had others guess male. It was an amusing game for Yuuki.

"Well I was getting some good deals here." Yuuki held up the canvas bag that carried some not-so-basic first-aid supplies. "I don't like to spend more than I have to, even if it is a bit more legwork." As if Yuuki didn't have enough funds to buy one of these shops outright—and that was without really hurting the dojo. "But now that I've seen your ugly mug, I think I'm just going to pester you for a little while." Yuuki smugged at him. Kohaku would know that it would be impossible to get Yuuki to stop until Yuuki themselves felt it was time to stop. Or Kohaku punched them hard enough—but Yuuki had a few more trips up a billowing sleeve than before. "Soooo, how's it goin'?"

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Kohaku Okumura

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KOIZUMI YUUKI | SECOND WIND, FOURTH DIVISION

These two brats would never change. It was the same kind of attitude that would get one of them in trouble one of these days. But not today. Hopefully. Yuuki nodded along. Even at the bragging. They'd prod at that later... Mostly because something caught Yuuki's ear. Yuuki tilted their head. "Expelled? They said you dropped out. And here I thought you were doing good for a dropout. That you had some kind of goal that the Gotei wouldn't allow. Tsk. Tsk." Yuuki clicked their tongue a couple of times before answering Kohaku's own question.

"Oh, you know, getting ready for Old Man Kasei to keel over so I can take the dojo. Took me a while to actually take the enlistment exam because of him and his training. I'm in now finally. 9th Seat in the 4th Division. The poor saps need someone with a cool, level head like me." The smugness returned as they bragged about themselves. "So, like, do you actually live out here?"

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Kohaku Okumura

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KOIZUMI YUUKI | SECOND WIND, FOURTH DIVISION

Yuuki almost kicked Kohaku in the shin for that, but remembered that usually led to being called an ankle-biter... because that was all they could reach. Good and bad memories alike rekindled inside Yuuki's mind. The past between these two was full of conflict—nothing truly malicious or violent thankfully. They bickered and bantered like two yakuza who couldn't throw hands but tried to goad the other into making that first step.

"If you joined the Gotei, you'd be there." Yuuki swung their arms behind their head, letting the bag dangle from their wrist. It wasn't meant to be a shot, but it was one. "Buuut I think in some ways it's good you didn't join up. There's some people I think you'd've fought one too many times and ended up in jail. Your temper's about as short as you think I am after all." Yuuki quickly changed the subject before they themselves could start harboring doubts. "You do seem to be doing good otherwise... and since you're loaded now, I think you should treat me to a late lunch."

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Kohaku Okumura

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KOIZUMI YUUKI | SECOND WIND, FOURTH DIVISION

"Not my fault you can drive a cart between your shoeprints." Yuuki's retort was almost a pout. Despite the difference in strides, Yuuki didn't fall behind Kohaku. There were some tricks to this that Kohaku might've learned had he continued his education. But nooo, he had to go and be angry. "Did you ever get a bucket of ice for that temper of yours? You sure were hot-headed back then." Not that Yuuki was any different—back then or right now.

Yuuki didn't usually judge places by their outer appearances. They had learned this from the shops they got the best deals out of. And yet... "Is this place condemned?" Yuuki tilted their head to one side as if seeing it slightly askew might paint a new picture. Nope. It had boarded-up windows, and despite the obvious smell of meat cooking, almost seemed abandoned. "This isn't some trick to get me into a dark corner so you can rob me, right? Because I've only gotten stronger and can easily break our tie." Back in the academy, Yuuki and Kohaku had fought one another to an even victory-loss ratio, with a single draw being declared by the teacher. Neither would agree as to who actually won that one—even though Yuuki totally did win.

THE WIND BLOWS ANEW

Kohaku Okumura

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