AN: The war is not over...
The night was young, as the new moon cast a soft silver glow down upon the Gotei 13. Solemnly, a hell butterfly slowly floated through the wind, searching for its perch. Another glided through the air next to the first, then another. Soon, 9 hell butterflies drifted in the night sky, searching for certain individuals filled with extrodinary power.
Byakuya peacefully sipped at his jasmine tea, musing over old memories of the past in contempt. Meanwhile, Soi Fon was out training in the silver moonlight, taking her stress and bitterness out on any of her division members who dared to challenge the feisty short captain. The two were both interrupted, however, by the small black creature. Kenpachi sat silently upon the roof of his division, deep in thought, when one of these beautiful insects landed soundlessly on his shoulder. Hitsugaya was sound to sleep at his desk, drooling all over his, Matsumoto's to be exact, reports, only to be awakened by a soft touch of wings fluttering against his cheek. In an instant, all four captains quickly shot forward towards the direction of the 1st, an emergency meeting had been issued. It was late, no one wanted to speak of the war that raged on when, on these oh so rare occasions, the moon was full and calmness wafted through the entire Gotei 13.
Arriving Zaraki Kenpachi trudged through the doors of the Captain-General's division. Growling he took his spot in between Ukitake and Sajin, why the hell should he be here at this time of night? Hitsugaya gave a large yawn as he began to doze of into slumber while standing. Byakuya gazed around at each and everyone's faces, pondering over why Yamamoto-sama had called for such an assembly. Soi Fon scowled in annoyance of being disrupted in mid combat and training. It was perfect weather after all. Ukitake smiled sweetly at anyone who made eye contact with him. Unohana thoughtfully stared out the window. Sajin hopped from foot to foot in nervousness. Meanwhile Shunsui yawned in boredom and took a swig from the sake he had brought along, while Kurotsuchi calculated his new experiment in his head, grinning at his brilliance.
All 9 captains waited impatiently and intently on the arrival of their Captain-General. No one spoke, no one uttered a syllable, and no one even dared to imagine over their subordinates fighting a bloody war in Hueco Mundo. Suddenly the great doors swung open, as Yamamoto swiftly entered the room and glided to his spot at the head of the antsy captains. He glanced around, judging whether or not to relay the message Central 46 Chambers had instructed. Clearing his throat he began to speak, "The war is getting us nowhere, you all no that. Nevertheless, Central 46 has come up with a plan, a plan that will be used no matter what. All of you have lost great casualties, and I know you are simply dying for respite, however, you must understand that what your men are fighting for is justice and peace," a growl of agreement escaped from Komamura, "Do not be mad by the proposition, it's all we have left," he closed his eyes tightly, "Each division will sacrifice a hundred and some men. By doing this, another, larger group will attack from the sides and open up an entrance for yet another group to enter Aizen's "palace." Thousands of men will be lost…but it's the only way for peace." Yamamoto bowed his head in great sadness. Thousands of wonderful and youthful shinigami will be dead after this ends, and he couldn't guarantee the return of anyone else. Een the captains were at stake...
Silence was the only response as the four elderly captains bowed their heads, knowing that what Central 46 had stated must be followed. Other captains stood stock till, not daring to move or even breathe, while the rest simply clenched their fist in rage, one of them being the great Zaraki Kenpachi. His steel grey eye(s) scanned the room searching for another who would help him in refusing such an insulting proposal…no one made eye contact. Shaking his head he bellowed, "What are you, crazy?! No way in hell am I gonna let the men I trained fight in such a stupid plan!"
Yamamoto's eyes met the fuming captains, "It does not matter. We must follow the ruling of Central 46."
"Well screw them 'cause I'm not about to let my men surrender themselves for no fucking reason!"
"Captain Zaraki…please calm down. Yamamoto-sama has given the orders that we must abide to. No exceptions." Ukitake sent the battle loving captain a charming yet bittersweet smile, as if trying to relax him, to say everything will be alright.
Zaraki turned his attention to the frail man beside him before roaring in anger, "FUCK YOU UKITAKE!" he turned back to the oldest of them, "YOU CAN NOT BE SERIOUS ABOUT THIS!"
"Yes I am serious. As a leader, you must follow the orders, Captain, unless you want to be put in jail due to treachery." Zaraki clenched his fist tighter as his reaitsu flared in fury. Turning he stormed from the room, not daring to look back at the now furious Yamamoto.
Kuchiki Byakuya sighed in disappointment before calling out, "Yamamoto-sama, is there nothing else besides this desperate plan?"
Yamamoto sent an icy glare to the pompous captain, "Silence Kuchiki, this is not the time to be saying such things. Ignore Captain Zaraki's outburst." He turned his back to the remaining leaders of the Gotei 13 and gazed out the long window, "If he's smart enough, he will come back and apologize for his immature actions. If not," he shook his head in resentment, "he will be punished."
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Zaraki Kenpachi knew that what he did was wrong, that if he did not turn back and beg for forgiveness, he would be disciplined, greatly. Nonetheless, that was not how he acted so fuck them all, he refused to acknowledge such an arrangement and continued toward the 11th division, his home.
Walking through the dark, dimly lit halls of the 11th, he slowed his pace and stopped at a specific door. Placing his hand on it, he laid his forehead against the cool wood and murmured softly, "I'm sorry, Yachiru." Walking away he listened as a small response ranged out, either from the little girl or the woman he once loved and admired, "I know you are, Ken-chan."
He continued to plod down the narrow hallways before stopping at his destination. Swiftly he kicked down the door and entered growling, "Oi! GET UP!"
One man fell off his bed grunting in pain, while the…pretty man replied, "Captain! I need my beauty sleep!"
Ikkaku rubbed his head in irritation, "What gives, Captain? It's," he checked the clock, "1 in the freaking morning!"
"Stop being a pussy," he sat down on Madarame's bed, closing his eyes in exhaustion, before grumbling, "I'm in some deep shit."
Both the 3rd and 5th seat looked at one another before asking in confusion, "What are you talking about?" Kenpachi sighed as he reclined against the wall, cleared his throat and began to tell them the story.
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Soi Fon stared intensely at the ground as she walked slowly back to her division. Kenpachi was right this plan was not strategically prepared, it was a sacrifice. A sigh escaped her lips, she didn't know what to do, either she disobeyed the ruling like Kenpachi or she followed it, like always. One way or another, she knew that whatever she decided in the end was the right choice.
AN: Chapter 1 and I'll try to make chapter 2 quickly…but that's not a promise. Please Review!