Rivalry (Urahara x Reader)

Rivalry

The lab of Squad 12 hummed with activity as Urahara meticulously examined the Hollow sample under a microscope. Y/N leaned against the workbench, arms crossed, keenly observing his every move. The sterile environment was filled with peculiar devices, bubbling flasks, and the occasional spark of energy as Urahara worked.

"Careful, Kisuke," she teased, a smirk dancing on her lips. "You might actually solve something for once."

He looked up, a playful glint in his eyes. "I appreciate the vote of confidence, but I wouldn't get too comfortable. It's not every day that someone as brilliant as me graces your little mystery with their presence."

"Brilliance is subjective," Y/N shot back, tilting her head slightly. "It's more about how well you adapt to the situation. You know, strategy over showmanship?"

Urahara leaned back in his chair, adopting a thoughtful expression. "True, but there's also value in a little creativity. Besides, strategy only gets you so far if you can't think on your feet. You can plan for days, but the moment you face an actual Hollow..."

She interrupted him, her eyes narrowing. "I don't need to be told how to face Hollows, Kisuke. My strategy isn't just about the plans on paper; it's about anticipating the unexpected."

Hisagi, who had been quietly observing their banter, couldn't resist chiming in. "You two really do sound like an old married couple. Maybe you should just admit it already. I can help plan the wedding."

Y/N rolled her eyes, feeling a mix of amusement and annoyance. "Hardly. This is just a friendly rivalry."

"Right," Hisagi said, crossing his arms with a smirk. "A friendly rivalry where you two trade barbs like it's an Olympic sport. Just don't let it distract you from the actual problem at hand."

Hiyori, leaning casually against the wall, added, "Yeah, because this is definitely going to be the next big gossip. 'The Strategist and the Scientist.' Teamwork at its finest, huh?"

Y/N shot Urahara a challenging look, feeling her competitive spirit ignite. "Is that a challenge? Because I won't back down. My analytical skills are sharper than any blade you could wield."

"Then let's see who can uncover the truth behind these mysterious attacks first. But remember, I expect you to pay for my dinner," he replied, clearly enjoying the banter.

Hisagi rolled his eyes again, exasperated but amused. "I'll regret this, but can we at least focus on the Hollows first before you two start planning your dinner date?"

Hiyori chuckled, shaking his head. "You two might actually make a good team if you stopped trying to one-up each other. Or at least, made it less obvious that you're a little too familiar with each other."

"Collaboration does have its merits," Y/N admitted, glancing at Urahara. "But don't think I'll go easy on you just because we're technically on the same side."

Urahara grinned, clearly enjoying the challenge. "Wouldn't dream of it. It's far more entertaining when you give it your all."

As the tension of their playful rivalry settled into a focused determination, Urahara straightened, his expression shifting from playful banter to serious consideration. "I'll keep you updated on any developments with the sample, Y/N. That way, we'll have equal ground when it comes to the investigation."

Y/N nodded, appreciating the gesture. "Fair enough. I'll be working on my end too, gathering intel from my squad. If there's something unusual about these Hollows, I'll find it."

"Good to hear," he replied, turning back to the microscope. "If we work together I am sure the truth will come to light soon."

Hisagi chimed in, leaning against the workbench, arms crossed. "Just remember, you two, don't let this competition cloud your judgment. It's important to stay focused on the actual threat."

Y/N shot him a look, a hint of a smirk forming. "Oh, relax, Mom. I'll be just fine. Besides, I have a great role model for strategic planning right here." She gestured toward Urahara, who raised an eyebrow, amused.

Hiyori, who had been quietly observing, snorted in laughter. "Look at that!I'd pay to see you two work together without tearing each other apart."

Hisagi shook his head, a smirk creeping onto his face. "You really shouldn't encourage her, Hiyori."

"Hey, teamwork makes the dream work, right?" Hiyori shot back, crossing her arms defiantly. "But let's be real; I'd rather see you two knock heads. It's more entertaining."

Y/N rolled her eyes, stifling a chuckle. "I'll keep the bickering to a minimum while we hunt down whatever's behind these attacks. I promise."

"Sure, sure. Just don't forget to check in with me if you need backup. Wouldn't want you getting lost without your mom's supervision," Hisagi quipped, raising an eyebrow.

"Right, because you're so great at babysitting," Y/N retorted, her smile teasing. "I'll let you know if I need my diaper changed."

The moon shined particularly bright that night, Hisagi and Y/N bid their farewells as they left the Squad 12 barracks for their squads'.

"Good work today Hisagi. Rest well. " Y/N said with a smile as he pats the back of her capable lieutenant as she walked towards her room

"Thank you , Captain. You too." Hisagi said with admiration as he saluted in the shadow of his captain.