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Convincing Kisuke	By : wolfkin59 Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3341 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Title: Convincing Kisuke
Author: Cuzosu
Rating: M
Summary: After the Winter War, Urahara Kisuke's exile is revoked. Ukitake J�shir� wants to convince him to come back to Seireitei and take up the mantle of captain again, but Unohana says he can't go to the living world alone. Kyoraku Shunsui is the man best suited to help Ukitake and aid in talking Urahara around, so J�shir� shows up in Squad Eight's headquarters with a smile and sound reasoning and absconds with his old friend. But Urahara Kisuke is a sly and stubborn man, and words alone aren't going to change the blond's mind. It's time for Shunsui and J�shir� to show just how effective they are as a team...

Convincing Kisuke: Chapter One
Ukitake J�shir� had been thinking about who would best fill the captain-shaped voids in Squads Three, Five and Nine. He'd already suggested Muguruma Kensei for Squad Nine - again - and the Vizard had accepted. And he'd sent offers to the other former captains among the Vizards, but so far the former captains had refused. And it didn't look like any of them but Kensei would return to Seireitei.
Which left a captain-shaped hole in Squad Three, and another in Squad Five, and the - currently eleven - captains of the Gotei Thirteen with a problem. A problem which Yamamoto-sama was relying on Ukitake to find viable solutions to.
Actually, he'd thought up a pretty good one, but first he had to go to the Living World, which required clearance from his primary physician, Unohana Retsu.
"Not without someone who is familiar with your illness and a captain as well. And I am needed here." The braided captain gazed calmly at him after apologizing for not being more help, but J�shir� was having none of that.
"No, no, don't apologize," he told her. "Please, you do more than enough, and if you can't go with then I'm sure you have pressing duties here. I'll...I'll talk to the captain-commander and see what he thinks is doable."

Yamamoto Genry�sai Shigekuni eyed his subordinate and former student. This notion was typically...creative...of Ukitake. Oh, it wasn't like he was mad at the white-haired captain; far from it. Certain levels of inventiveness and battle savvy were expected of any Gotei ranking officer - no, encouraged. But...
"You want me to send two of my most experienced captains to the Living World in order to convince a former exile - a man who is capable of creating such as this H�gyoku without assistance - to rejoin the Gotei Thirteen as a captain?"
J�shir� paused a moment to think up the best way to assuage this argument. "...well, the old adage holds true here, I think, sir. Keep your friends close and your enemies closer. Though really, I doubt he's an enemy; he didn't have to train young Kurosaki or aid our shinigami when they get sent to the Living World. Nor did he have to gather his and Kurosaki's friends, teachers, and allies and ensure that all would fight against Aizen."
The aged captain sighed. "That I cannot refute. I will try to get the Central 46 to accept him back, providing he agrees to return. But if he is unwilling, I will not waste my effort."
White hair waved as J�shir� bowed in acquiescence. "Yes, sir."

Ky�raku Shunsui was on the roof. Again. And not just any roof, but one where his lovely lieutenant was unlikely to find him. It was too nice a day for paperwork; he'd much rather be outdoors, drinking sake and soaking in the sun. So when his oldest friend showed up and required his presence, Shunsui reserved the right to bitch and moan about losing his nap - though he was well aware of the fact that J�shir� knew he was just talking to hear himself talk, since J�shir� had long since become inured to Shunsui's over-the-top shenanigans.
"Sorry to interrupt," the white-haired captain said unrepentantly, "but Retsu-san says I'm not allowed to go to the Living World without someone of captain level who is familiar with my condition. And since she is not currently available, my friend, that leaves you."
Shunsui sighed and acted as if he was put out by the autocratic way J�shir� was demanding what they both knew the brunette would give anyway. But he stood and followed his fellow captain.
First they dropped by to inform Nanao-chan that her captain would be absent for a time - at which she seemed to be torn between relief and irritation - and then they went to Shunsui's quarters to get him packed in short order. Next of course was packing for J�shir� himself, though Shunsui pitched in with the ease of long familiarity.
It took a mere half hour for the duo to have everything packed, and then they dropped by the First's headquarters to speak to their leader and former teacher. The chat was quick and more of a formality than anything else, since Yamamoto knew full well they could protect themselves and, at need, each other. And their squads were left in capable hands, so, since Seireitei was currently at peace and life was going back to normal, he all but shooed them out the door to do what they could to find captains for the two remaining captain-less squads.
Then it was back to Ukitake's residence to fetch what luggage they had. And, finally, opening the senkaimon and trekking through to Urahara's shop. It was the blond himself who greeted them, fan waving with obnoxious cheer, gray-green eyes twinkling mischief.
"Ukitake-san! Ky�raku-san! What brings you here so unexpectedly, might I ask?" Despite the phrasing, it was not a request. If they were staying with him, he was essentially demanding to be told.
J�shir� bit back a smile. They would have told him anyway. Shunsui smiled faintly and yawned. "Got a room I can set the packs in? J� interrupted my nap, and I'm tired."
Gray-green eyes sharpened almost unnoticeably with annoyance. But Ukitake was paying attention and saw the slight narrowing of eyelids, the minute downward curl his lips adopted.
He smiled just a touch ingratiatingly and said, "If you don't mind, I could tell you on the way - and then we wouldn't have to hear him gripe."
Shunsui snorted. "Hah, so much for that theory! I'll voice my opinion anyway, J�. You dragged me off the roof!" He didn't bother to think about how this would sound to anyone who didn't know him because Ukitake most definitely did, and Urahara was fairly familiar with his habits as well.
Urahara eyed the brunette disappointedly - and perhaps with a very slight bit of annoyance showing in his eyes - for a moment, then chidingly said, "Ky�raku-san, you didn't need to come all the way here just to borrow a roof!"
This snide remark startled chuckles out of the two older captains. Ukitake coughed a little as his amusement faded into quiet humor, then spoke.
"Ah, well, it wasn't his choice to come, exactly," he began, but Ky�raku's scoffing snort belied his words. "At least," he corrected himself, "not at first. Our visit has to do with the vacant captaincies."
Those expressive eyes darkened; Kisuke had no problems comprehending why they were staying in the living world. J�shir� wondered if perhaps he'd even been expecting it. He certainly had enough experience with the high-handed (and often hardheaded) actions taken by Central 46 and Seireitei. It wasn't unbelievable that the blond might have become jaded.
"I see," said Urahara, fan hiding his face again. "Are you just hoping to reside here while you go about Gotei business, or do you have something else in mind?"
J�shir� smiled, both in recognition of the blond's intelligence and in an attempt to disarm the tension. "Both, I suppose. I was tasked with finding capable people to fill the empty posts, and...well, it's either you or the Vizards, and -"
Kisuke snorted. "And you thought you'd come here and try to talk me around when you weren't trying to talk the Vizards around." He turned away, saying shortly, "Let me put it simply." The fan snapped shut in an irritated wave over his shoulder as he started walking. "No."
Shunsui grabbed his old friend and shunpo'd to the roof before J�shir� could open his mouth and dig them any deeper. Urahara happy was annoying, but tolerable and often quite amusing. Urahara bored was a recipe for disaster. Urahara angry was something the brunette had no intention of even trying to deal with; look what had happened to Aizen, who'd thought he could handle an angry Urahara! It just wasn't wise!
They landed lightly on the rooftop and the irascible rogue in the pink haori let go in favor of kicking back and pouring himself some sake.
The white-haired captain slipped effortlessly back into scolding mode. "Shunsui! You shouldn't drag people around by their clothes!"
"Oh, so it's okay to drag them by their hair?" joked the brunette.
Narrowed eyes told him the answer to that one, though J�shir� was fairly certain he'd known beforehand. After all, Shunsui enjoyed teasing others. "Of course not!" He muttered something that sounded suspiciously like barbarian. "But I was -"
"About to dig our efforts one hell of a grave," interrupted Shunsui. "You put him on guard, J�, and after being so thoroughly exiled over an incident that wasn't even his fault, he's not going to agree easily. If he does at all. Let the man be; we'll catch him off guard some other time." He smiled, lazy and content, as he added, "You're letting your enthusiasm run away with you again, my friend."
Once he'd thought about it rationally for a moment, J�shir� even admitted he was right.

A/N: Hope y'all enjoyed this so far! I'm working on more chapters for all of my stories...but there are so many stories that the chapters are rather slow in coming, and for that I apologize. But *confesses* I find that I write faster under pressure, so by all means, if you feel I'm taking too long, PM me and whine or demand of me, eh?
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