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As Yoruichi's attacks blurred the air and left behind after-images, Kisuke gracefully blocked her attacks with Benihime's Shikai.
They both stopped in tandem to look at the entrance to the training room.
Kisuke relaxed out of his battle stance, but Benihme betrayed his excitement. Her form stayed a shield but she was gathering enough reiatsu that the air around her was starting to glow red.
Yoruichi didn't bother hiding it. She bared her teeth in a facsimile of a smile and bounced on the balls of her feet.
The trap door swung open. Tessai jumped down while balancing at least four boxes with his arms.
He sat them down and smirked when he noticed the state of his old friends. It had been a long time since they had been able to go all out in a spar.
He got out his supplies and started to prepare the experimental hakudo he and Kisuke had been working on. It was meant to be insulated. That is to say that the reiatsu is meant to be impossible to access after the hakudo is cast.
Yoruichi bounded to Tessai and went into a fighting stance that was more of a pose than anything practical.
She brandished her fists, clearly showing off the distinctive brass knuckles of her shikai.
Behind her, Kisuke playfully rolled his eyes and enthusiastically tiptoed toward her (imagine this level of drama in the sneaking: https://youtu.be/1iFeA8lX988)
Tessai, who had been struggling to keep a straight face, finally broke out in laughter when hit with the combination of Kisuke "sweeping" Yoruichi's feet out from under her, and her throwing herself to the ground and yowling about betrayal.