It was a new day in soul society! The halls and pathway's fairly busy with various members of the respected Gotei 13. Silence was a welcomed sound That was until profanity shot through the air, accompanied by the harsh and panicked striking of wooden sandals to bamboo flooring.

"SHIT SHIT SHIT" You were going to be late! Quickly you ran around a corner bumping into a man. He let out a scream as he met the floor his papers scattering around him. "SORRY!" was all you could say. Steering around another corner you could see Division 11's insignia! Quickly, you made it through the doors.

"SHIT"

They had already began role call for the new recruits. Maybe you weren't too late?

Your pals at the Academy told you not to enlist in Division 11! Your high scores in healing were more than enough to be placed in Division 4. It was most sane individual's worst nightmare! Killers who fought each other and anyone else like a pack of wolves dying for scraps. Hell you had heard rumors that over half the men there were cold blooded criminals! And the Captain good god. The stories you had heard about him.

He would slice his own men in half and not give so much as a sideways glance. He was a monster, fearless, psychotic! Hell he courted both death and war on a daily basis. Guess that is why he had the name Kenpachi.

You shook your thoughts away and you caught sight of the man taking role call. He didn't seem like the brute everyone warned you about. Hell they must of all been pulling your leg! This man had feathery brows and the most feminine hairstyle you had ever seen! He wasn't even THAT tall! He seemed like the pampered type who made his men do all the work.

You grinned; it would be easy to sneak into assembly. He wasn't even paying attention! Hell he seemed to be checking his nails for dirt to tell you the truth! With a few steps you made way out from their halls and into the open. Fear shot through you though; no one seemed to be looking at you, but you could feel something watching your every move. But that didn't worry you much, you had snuck into the line just as the feminine fellow called out your name. "_?" "Here sir!"

The man's bored face shot up to you; he seemed shocked that you were there. Though his mouth pulled to a smile and he finished roll call. "Captain Zaraki will be here shortly to start your training." The edges of his smile seemed to fade as he wandered off to the sidelines.

'Wait...Did he just say...Our captain will be here shortly!?' You could feel the panic in your chest rising. Keep cool, you got this, no need to worry. As if on que the air grew heavy. The spiritual pressure around you was intense! Hell you could hardly stand! And just when you thought your knees would buckle, all froze. A psychotic laugh shot through the air, and it demanded attention. A large man landed before the group. His grin wide and menacing.

He didn't even bother to look at his new men. He just barked out order. His voice loud...demanding...and oh god were you getting riled up. 'what is wrong with me' you thought.

You stood there; engulfed in his voice. He made you feel small. His words began to distort within your mind. Oh how he made you feel so small and oh so vulnerable..and that is how you liked it. 'OH GOD NO' you screamed in your mind. Eyes shut tight.

But then you realized it was quiet...and another scream attacked. "HEY WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU WAITING AROUND FOR!"
With a flip of your lids you noticed you were the only person still standing in line! Everyone was off in the distance running laps and sparring. Then it hit you...someone was still staring at you...SOMEONE WAS YELLING AT YOU! They were right in front of you!
A hand reached out to grab your face; but your _ color eyes met with the single orb of the Captain just before any contact was made. 'Oh shit I am gonna die'

He froze. as if he wasn't sure what the fuck you were. He watched you; his face unreadable. Though he looked hungry. Like a lion watching a lamb. But he seemed confused? Maybe puzzled by your presence...wondering why the fuck a female was here in his Division. So he watched you...like a hungry lion watches a turtle.

Your eyes darted around his face. Scar, eye patch, strong manly ridges. and good god you didn't dare look further down.
"oh no...he's hot..."
OH SHIT DID YOU JUST SAY THAT OUT LOUD
OH NO

His face scrunched up and eyebrow raised(even though he totally doesn't have any...)
"Come again?" He spoke; in his throat a small growl.
"OH NO ITS HOT SIR"

Eyes lowered and he raised his face, he could practically could smell the bullshit in the air.
"Get your ass to the training yard..."

"YES SIR" You began to scramble off, only to leave one of your sandal behind. "SHIT" you attempted to put it back on, only using your free foot. And shit it wasn't working. Worse of all he was RIGHT THERE WATCHING

His face confused; but that confusion twisted into satisfaction. You were panicked and oh how he loved to chase his prey to slaughter.

"SHIT SHIT" You picked up your sandal with your hand. You only made it about 6 feet away from him before dropping it again. "sweet pickle dicks it is not my day!" You sat down on the ground and began putting your sandal on.

You could hear him laughing; hell you bet everyone in soul society could hear that laugh.
"GET YOUR ASS TO TRAINING!" And that was it! You panicked and all that shot through the air was the crack of your sandal. The straps had broke.
You sat there eye wide, your head slowly turning to face your captain. Who needless to say was still assessing the situation that couldn't have just really happened could it? His mouth opened and you got up and ran; hobbling off into the distance to join the other members of Divsion 11
"What the fuck have I gotten into…"
Only once did you look behind yourself and SHIT he was following!

And you panicked again; the awkward sound of clop and tap taking the air as you made it to your destination. But much to your distaste you ran into someone…again…this time he wasn't so passive like the man this morning. You had bumped into Ikkaku Madarame.