By Wits and Wiles

“Are you actually going to listen or attack again the second you think I’ve dropped my guard enough for a solid hold?”“Keep that up and I might think we know each other.”“We do. Did. Would have?” He muttered something that sounded like ‘f*ing time travel’ but there was a small chance she was mistaken.“According to you, then, what’s our relationship?”He shook his head. “At the moment? Understandably suspicious Shinigami and soul-scape interloper. Before the attempt was made? Harder to quantify. A weird mix of sometimes close and sometimes casual friends and occasionally annoying siblings.”Yoruichi’s lips fought for a second to quirk in amusement. That’s probably how most of her friends would describe their relationship with her, if asked while in a mood for honesty.