With the Captains suffering casualties and heavy injuries on their side, all hope seemed to be lost... until Shinji Hirako appeared, along with the rest of the former Shinigami. Though the aid of the Vizards certainly helped to draw the battle in their favor, it seemed Aizen's power alone proved too much for them.
Yumiko just made it back from her first mission in the World of the Living, and this was also following her appointment as the fifth seat of the Third Gotei. No one was formally introduced, so there was a little meet and great set up in the training courtyard.
Yumiko sat peacefully, waving as people passed by. Sometimes, someone would stop and talk for a moment, introducing themselves and so forth. Some were right up there with her, being just a few seats lower. They wondered how someone like her got there so quickly and normally her response was the same; "This is where they wanted to put me."
This, of course, was not her main reason for coming here. She came here to see if she would "bump" into Izaya. She did want to tell him about her recent placement. Maybe he would be happy for her, then again, he wasn't to keen on showing emotions, or at least from what Yumiko has seen.
Yumiko let out a heavy sigh. It was just simply to BORING! She needed some sort of entertainment! There were some people from the third training not to far from Yumiko. Maybe she would go practice with them.
"Hey guys! Can I practice with you?" Yumiko asked with a smile.
The first shinigami looked Yumiko over. "Eh? You wanna practice with the big dogs lil' miss? I dun think ya gots what it takes."
The second shinigami looked at the first. "Aww, come on man, give her a chance."
The first looked back at the second. "I guess I could give 'er a chance. I won't go easy on ya missy."
The first shinigami drew his zanpaktou. It was a normal sized katana, maybe 66 cm or so. He had a slight grin as he was all prepared to knock Yumiko down a peg or two.
Yumiko had an innocent smile on her face, one that, if someone knew her, would say that she was about to mop the floor with them. She reached back and pulled out her nodachi. Her sword was definitely bigger. This wasn't necessarily an intimidation factor, but at this point what could be for her? She was shorter, and a girl on top of that. Some women in the Seireitei were held highly for their skills in what they had trained. Yumiko would be feared one day.
The man charged at Yumiko and brought his katana down, clashing with Yumiko's nodachi. Yumiko pushed him back and off of her nodachi. With a sudden burst of shunpo, Yumiko was behind the man. She made a thrust with her hilt into the back of the shinigami, sending him flying across the courtyard. It was a bit to powerful for him and he could barely stand back up.
"Oops! Sorry 'bout that. I thought you could handle it." Yumiko teased the shinigami on the ground. "Did you know that I'm the new fifth seat? Bet you didn't." Yumiko grinned.
The second shinigami raised a brow and ran over to the first shinigami. He helped him up and they ran off. This amused Yumiko.
Izaya had heard that someone had been promoted to the seat beneath his recently. They really needed to fill that goddamn third seat position that had been vacant for at least a year now. He had half-given up on getting that promotion. But, the other half of him really wanted it. However, one did not simply approach Abarai-taichou and ask for a promotion; it didn't matter how much you deserved it. As such, he just waited and hoped the Kira-fukutaichou would notice his hard work and mention something to his captain. Shit, bureaucracy wasn't a fun ladder to climb. Either way, he had a party to attend so he got ready to go to that thing at the Training Barracks in his normal clothes minus the jacket he'd given to Kin. It was just a meet and greet.
As he walked in, he noticed that there was some people training and everyone else here just seemed boring. So, he hopped up onto the roofs and chilled out while watching them train. Suddenly a bright-haired woman walked in and asked to join them. He knew her, it was Yumi-chan. A small smile spread across his face as he was about to watch her spar with the Shinigami who had condescended to her because she was a woman. Izaya chuckled at this; he was going to have a bad experience. He had underestimated someone because of their stature and gender before; it had been Kin.
His prediction was right as he watched Yumiko practically smear the floor with the prick from before with relative ease. Then she made a shocking announcement: she was the new fifth seat. Feeling a grin spread across his face, Izaya knew that this would be an enjoyable evening indeed. His grin broadened as he thought about how to best intervene in this little scenario.
"Oi! YUMI-CHAN! Don't hurt him too badly. You're an officer now; the paperwork's a bitch!"
"Oi! YUMI-CHAN! Don't hurt him too badly. You're an officer now; the paperwork's a bitch!"
That voice... Where has she heard it before? Oh, that's right, it was Izaya! How nice of him to show up! As a matter of fact, he was the only reason she really even wanted a little shindig like this. She wanted to see him, maybe get that spar they talked about before, she knew he got his arm back, so maybe he'd be up for it. She would have to see.
She looked around for a moment to try and see Izaya. She couldn't see him at first, then realized that he must be on the rooftop. She waved at him after she had seen him. Then, with another burst of shunpo, she appeared behind the sitting Izaya. She bent over him so her face was in front of his, just upside down.
"It's nice of you to show up, Iza-kun, even if you are fashionably late."
Yumiko smiled, though, from Izaya's perspective it might of looked like a frown, she was upside down to him, at least her face anyway. She straightened up and sat next to Izaya.
"I dun think I hurt him that badly... It wasn't like I cut him or somefin..."
Yumiko put her index finger up to her chin as she thought about how hard she actually hit the guy. She didn't rough him up to bad, besides, she didn't even use shikai. That woulda been a bad day for that guy.
Yumiko wasn't content to simply talk to him from afar. Oh no, it would appear that she found the need to Shunpo behind him and bend over to look at him. As he looked up at her with a face of apathy, he became acutely aware that a certain part of her was currently pressing against the top of his head. He let out a small sigh before giving her a look of exasperation.
"Yumi-chan, would you please remove your breasts from my head? Not that I don't enjoy the attention or anything, I just don't approve of such public displays of affection."
"It's nice of you to show up, Iza-kun, even if you are fashionably late."
"Eh, you can't rush perfection Yumi-chan. I show up when I feel like it." After that, Yumiko sat beside him. That was a more appropriate place for her to be. Really, anywhere where she wasn't pressing her breasts up against his head was a great place for her to be. Again, not that he didn't enjoy the attention.
"I dun think I hurt him that badly... It wasn't like I cut him or somefin..."
Chuckling at this a bit, he thought about what would've actually happened had she hurt him for real. She would've gotten in trouble without a doubt. Officers just couldn't go around beating the shit out of people for no good reason. It just wasn't heard of. That was fine for Izaya who was bored by fighting, but for some people it was a tough adjustment.
"You can't just beat people up Yumi-chan. For one, you're an officer now and that's not proper. For two, you're very attractive and there's some sick fucks who might like it." He added a small smile at that last bit before laughing at his own joke.
"Yumi-chan, would you please remove your breasts from my head? Not that I don't enjoy the attention or anything, I just don't approve of such public displays of affection."
"Oh? I didn't realize that they were resting on your head! I'm sorry Iza-kun."
Yumiko gave a flirtatious smile to Izaya before sitting next to him. Sitting next to him, she looked almost like she was the same height. It probably made Izaya feel better about being short. Yumiko giggled at this.
"Eh, you can't rush perfection Yumi-chan. I show up when I feel like it."
"Well, that doesn't work to well, being late isn't very professorial~" Yumiko teased.
Perfection? Hardly. Yumiko could see that little flaw in Izaya, the social one anyway. She had seen how he acted around people at the party a few nights ago, along with how he acted when they first met, and put together this conclusion. Yumiko wouldn't bring this up right now, but leave it in her back pocket, for later.
"You can't just beat people up Yumi-chan. For one, you're an officer now and that's not proper. For two, you're very attractive and there's some sick fucks who might like it."
"Are you one of those sick fucks?" Yumiko teased again poking at Izaya's ribs like she did before. "If I knew any better, I would think that you were hitting on me. What are you hiding behind those devious brown eyes?" Yumiko grabbed Izaya's chin and turned his head to look her in the eyes.
"Oh? I didn't realize that they were resting on your head! I'm sorry Iza-kun."
Izaya let out a small chuckle because one couldn't help but be amused. After all, Yumiko was kind of entertaining in a way. She did things in a way that just made him want to giggle. After all, when you watched someone who just took life pretty nonchalantly, you go a bit of amusement from it. She didn't really care what other people thought about her so most of her actions were either comical or horribly out of place. This had been one of the former.
"That's all right Yumi-chan. Again, not that I don't appreciate the attention."
"Well, that doesn't work too well, being late isn't very professorial~"
"Professional differs from what is perfect. I'm not professional Yumi-chan, I'm just perfect."
He offered a small laugh at this and gave his companion a small smile. He didn't really think that he was perfect, not by any standards. But it was kind of amusing to emulate that to Yumiko. After all, she would believe that he believed it and that was kind of fun for him to lead on. That's why he did it probably. Izaya did some stuff just for shits and giggles.
"Are you one of those sick fucks?"
Izaya laughed a bit as she poked him in the ribs. She had done this before but this time was different. He didn't feel pain from this one and found it as just a flirtatious action. Yumiko performed a lot of flirtatious actions around him especially. He didn't know why this was her course of action. Maybe she was just flirtatious around everyone. Or perhaps she just had feelings for Izaya? It didn't really matter. He wouldn't change his response because of it.
"Oh well, you know I'm just sick enough." He added a small little laugh within it. Perhaps she would catch that he was joking. Perhaps.
"If I knew any better, I would think that you were hitting on me. What are you hiding behind those devious brown eyes?"
"Oh, nothing goes on behind these brown eyes that's too devious. Just plots for revenge and games of chess. Nothing devious goes on back there what so ever."
"That's all right Yumi-chan. Again, not that I don't appreciate the attention."
This made Yumiko grin. He was setting himself up, and she felt like he was doing it on purpose... Maybe not... Then again, Yumiko liked to flirt, and he knew that. Maybe he liked it, and didn't care if she did it? She would test this theory.
"I'm sure you love the attention Iza-kun~" Yumiko winked at him as she said this.
"Professional differs from what is perfect. I'm not professional Yumi-chan, I'm just perfect."
Professionalism differs from perfect? Hardly, you have to be professional in the things you do to be perfect at something. This was Yumiko's thoughts behind this, and she would need to share them, after all, she knew he was perfect, he was short!
"Well well, Iza-kun! Those are some pretty... big shoes for you to fill. And ya gotta be a professional to be even close to perfect, otherwise ya just look like ya fall... short of it..." Yumiko emphasized a couple of words, trying to point out his shortness.
Izaya was pretty amusing, laughing at her poking him in the ribs. It was kinda funny, though before, the last time she did this, he was in immense pain from it. This time, he was not, and maybe, just maybe, Yumiko would try a little something else. Before her attempt, Izaya spoke once again.
"Oh well, you know I'm just sick enough."
Yumiko smirked at this. "So you would like it if I beat the crap outa you then?" Yumiko's question came off rather, mischievous. As if she could actually accomplish this task of beating Izaya.
"Oh, nothing goes on behind these brown eyes that's too devious. Just plots for revenge and games of chess. Nothing devious goes on back there what so ever."
Ah yes, revenge. Yumiko didn't do much of planning for it, except for one or two people she had came across. She would get them, in due time, and in her own game at that. This was one of her specialties after all. This was besides the point. He was claiming nothing went on behind his eyes, she knew different. She would have to pry to find out.
"Nothing? It looks like there is something on your little mind..."
Chuckling a bit at this, Izaya thought about what was going on. She was obviously flirting with him over and he knew it. However, what was he really going to do about it? There was no real point in him making a fuss about it and he wasn't hurting anything by simply going along with it. After all, he didn't have feelings for Yumiko and it kept things between them easy. Why the hell not?
"I really do. I can't get enough of the attention, Yumi-chan," he said with a wink of his own. He knew how to play this game too.
"Well well, Iza-kun! Those are some pretty... big shoes for you to fill. And ya gotta be a professional to be even close to perfect, otherwise ya just look like ya fall... short of it..."
Short jokes? This shit again? Letting out a small sigh, he thought of how best to handle this situation. Given her nature, a direct provocation wouldn't work best. He should use something along the lines of an innuendo. If nothing else, it would most likely throw her off guard. Yumiko was used to the one being sarcastic and flirtatious; she wasn't used to being on the receiving end of such attention.
"Oh well, I'm aware of the size of the shoes. But trust me Yumi-chan, I'm more than big enough to handle it. And coming up short isn't on my long list of priorities." Had Izaya been sexual? Yes, yes he had. Had he been provocative? Sure, why not. But, it wasn't the worst thing he had ever done. After all, it was just Yumiko.
"So you would like it if I beat the crap outa you then?"
Laughing at this, Izaya gave her a small grin before he decided that he would test how far she thought she could go with this. He knew her reiatsu; he knew he was stronger. If she really thought she could beat anything out of him she might've been delusional at best. She had been joking, but he'd call her on that bluff.
"If you think you can handle me, I'd invite you to try. But let me just warn you, I'm a handful when it comes down to it."
"Nothing? It looks like there is something on your little mind..."
Izaya let out a hearty laugh at this one. So she had been catching on to his recent innuendos and sexual statements. Good, it would be disappointing if she hadn't. No he had to respond to being called on his behavior. He would just downplay it...it was a common tactic for anyone really.
"I really do. I can't get enough of the attention, Yumi-chan,"
Yumiko smiled at this. Izaya usually wasn't that open about Yumiko's flirtatious attitude, no joking, or anything along those lines, and yet, here he was, doing just that. Yumiko knew just how to respond to this.
"Well, ya know..." Yumiko had a devilish look in her eye, as if she was about to do something very bad, erm, naughty. "I could, y'know, uhm, give you more attention..." As she said this, she placed her hand on Izaya's thigh.
"Oh well, I'm aware of the size of the shoes. But trust me Yumi-chan, I'm more than big enough to handle it. And coming up short isn't on my long list of priorities."
Yumiko smirked at this. First off, he turned her short jokes into something sexual, second off, this was her element. Was he really going to play this game with her? Wouldn't be the first, and wouldn't be the last. Hell, she's had competitions to see who was more sexual. This game was over before it had started.
"Oh, ya don't say Iza-kun." Yumiko said as she crept closer to Izaya, moving her hand up a bit. "We will definitely have to see this, and I really will, you know, seeing is believing and all that." Yumiko winked at Izaya.
"If you think you can handle me, I'd invite you to try. But let me just warn you, I'm a handful when it comes down to it."
"Only one handful, I think that'd be easy 'nough, to be honest. And, by now, you should know I'm more than a handful."
Yumiko made several innuendos, to keep up with Izaya's, for now. She would step it up when she needed to.
"Oh, well you know what they say about men."
"Something they usually don't say about normal women..."
"I could, y'know, uhm, give you more attention..."
As she spoke, she placed her hand on Izaya's thigh. He just sat there and looked at her. She was trying to arouse him or make him feel uncomfortable. However, that was not going to work on Izaya. Not viewing her as a sexual object, Izaya didn't register that this was a situation that some would find sexually awkward. A devilish grin came across Izaya's face as he thought of how to one up Yumiko.
"Are you just going to leave your hand there or are you going to make this interesting for me?"
"Oh, ya don't say Iza-kun. We will definitely have to see this, and I really will, you know, seeing is believing and all that."
Noticing that she slid her hand up a bit, Izaya leaned in to match her movement. He knew that this was flirtatious behavior, but this was Yumiko and he knew that she was all talk. At least, he thought she was all talk. He didn't know for sure if that was the case or not. However, he was willing to readily take that chance on the situation at hand. After all, he was in control of most things like that.
"Oh really? Because you know, I'm obligated to give you a tour of the barracks now that you're an officer. There's a detour planned for my room unless you're scared."
"Only one handful, I think that'd be easy 'nough, to be honest. And, by now, you should know I'm more than a handful."
To respond to this, Izaya took a page out of Yumiko's book by placing his left hand on her thigh. He leaned in even closer to her until their faces were inches apart and their bodies almost intermingled. He knew what he was doing; he was calling her bluff essentially. He didn't think that she had it in her to be very forward about things like this and he wanted to be able to hold that over her. If she was really just a tease, he could disarm her whole personality and that brought some power with it.
"Oh no. I think that one hand would be more than enough for you. My hands are small, but very nimble. Dexterity has always been my greatest asset."
"Something they usually don't say about normal women..."