... his usual asshole self around her, she couldn't help but notice the way his eyes lit up when he was teasing her, or that the smirk that crossed his face on such occasions was enough to stop her in her tracks.
Almost. At least, she'd recovered before he noticed. Kami, she hoped she'd recovered before he noticed.
Damn you, Lady Yoruichi.
She swore to herself as she threw back the rest of her drink, signalling the bartender for another.
"Bad day, bee?" Yoruichi had slipped over silently and was now perched on the barstool next to hers.
Soi Fon nodded to her companion. "Lady Yoruichi." She turned back to stare at her drink. "You could say that."
The noble raised an eyebrow. "Or…"
"You could say that it's been a mind fuck from start to finish. That would be more accurate."
"Uh huh." Yoruichi looked a little more closely at the woman beside her as the bar tender brought out the drink she had asked for. "How many of those have you had?"
Throwing her newly received drink down her throat before the other woman could object, she muttered, "Four. I need them, trust me."
Yoruichi shrugged. "Far be it from me to argue. Lemme guess – Jeagerjacques strikes again?"
"Yes and no."
The former exile rolled her eyes. "Helpful. I'm gonna need a little more to go on here, bee."
"Fine. He's started doing his job properly."
"And that's bad?" Yoruichi would have assumed such an occasion would involve ...