...oin whore, "Well, Yoruichi, how much is this party going to cost me?"
Yoruichi looked absolutely baffled by Rukia's words, "Excuse me?"
"I said," Rukia spoke very slowly as if speaking to a child, "How much is this party going to cost me? As Ichigo's new owner, I don't feel like it would be right to have you pay for his sisters' care any longer."
Yoruichi continued to look stunned, "Uhhh, Rukia, I don't quite follow...that money Rangiku gave me was not to purchase Ichigo. I believe I already told you that he would never be sold."
"Oh, that is true and yes I understand what that money was for." Rukia said seriously.
"I don't know what you are thinking but you're wro-" Rukia held up her hand and stopped Yoruichi mid-sentence.
"I will tell you exactly what I'm thinking you disgusting whore," Yoruichi's eyes widened and her hands curled like a cat's paw. "I know that you had sex with Ichigo the night before he came to me and if you don't want your husband to find out, you WILL sell his contract to me. Never fear, I intend to make you a very rich woman-I will pay you very well for him."
As Rukia finished speaking, Yoruichi began laughing in disbelief, "That is your plan? If my husband found out about Ichigo, he would KILL him and I know you wouldn't want that to happen. You know, for a 300+ year old demon, you're ...