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1. Zaraki Men

Bad looking Soul Reapers all settled down inside the training room in long lines as a bold man walked in front of the firm of officers without bothering to check if they were following him with the eyes. When the Third seat Madarame stopped at the center of the room to glare those week-dishonorable-rookies and their not so great Spiritual Pressures he sighed weary, "Well…Evening you scumbags. As you all know you've been chosen to be part of the strongest Squad on the Seireitei, Squad Eleven. I'm you're third leader, Ikkaku Madarame. I'll be in charge of each and one of you and also be responsible of your strength test and daily duties. Once you've pass the exam and you've promoted to you're seat, you'll report early morning and late at night. As newcomers you won't sleep in three nights as part of the routine we give every year. First to whine, first to be transferred into another lowly graded Squad, got it?"

Everyone nod in silence, and so Ikkaku proceeded. Walking slowly side by side, "You've should consider yourself lucky to have been chosen to work under Captain Zaraki. Yes indeed you're lucky…" scoffed Madarame, "If you're strong enough, you'll be luckier to be the Captain's favorite and have a personal fight with him!"

Everyone exchanged disapproving looks at each other for the rumors back at the Academy regarding being the Captain's favorite didn't had a very happy ending, "Sadly, he won't be here tonight so you'll be ord-"

"Hey! Baldy you forgot me!"

Everyone spun their faces to the other end of the room from where a peaky voice had stroked the long gone attention. The pink haired girl was received with gasping waves and stunned faces. Until their eyes caught the lieutenant batch on her left arm they bowed abruptly, "EVENING, LIEUTENANT!"

On Yachiru's face a smile grew slowly and with a giggle she said to the crowd of newcomers, "YAY! More toys for Ken-chan to play with! HI! I'm Yachiru Kusajishi! I'm your lieutenant! And that's Baldy! Hi Baldy!"

"Lieutenant, stop playing around and come to give instructions!"

Yachiru giggled, "Ok!"

Once the Lieutenant stood aside with Madarame he preceded, "Al right, as I was sayi-"

"Ikkaku! Ikkaku!" everyone spun their heads once again to the other end of the room where a Soul Reaper with flat hair peeked his head from the door, "There you are Ikkaku. The Captain wanted you to write yesterday's report for today"

"Feather Face!"

"Yumichika, you ass, can't you see I'm busy with the rookies?" he snapped to the Fifth seat.

At gazing the Soul Reapers, Ayasegawa frowned, "Wow…all of them are so ugly. Tch, what a rip off…"

"Come Feather Face, join us, join us!"

"Noway! I'm not wasting my precious time with a bunch of losers" he said, in disgust, "I have better things to do. Bye now…"

"Wait, Yumichika! Don't be so fucking gay!" but the door was sliced shut, before he could say anything else. All the Soul Reapers faces returned to the Third Seat who's face turned red of anger now, "He's so stubborn…Oh whatever. Ehem… as I was sa-"

"Chairwoman! Chairwoman, where are you?"

"DAAAMIT!"

The door again was sliced open revealing two ladies from another squad but with the same Lieutenant's insignia on their arm's side. One of the two had red curvy hair and two voluptuous breasts; the second one on the other hand was of black colored hair and round eyeglasses.

"Oh! Nana! Boobie! What are you doing here?" cried the joyful Yachiru from across the room as she waved her small hand tall in the air.

"Don't be stupid, Chairwoman. We were looking for you. The reunion's 'bout to start and you aren't even at the mansion!" said Nanao Ise.

"A reunion? ...OH! I almost forgot! MY baaad!"

"Well let's get going!" said Rangiku Matsumoto, "I'm hungry!"

"I'll be right there! Kay!"

By then Ikkaku's eye was already twitching and the vein in his temple almost burst out, "No more interruptions" he snapped between his teeth, "NO MORE!"

Yachiru crossed the view at the room with her big ruby eyes before returning to her Third Seat, "Don't think so" she said.

Ikkaku took a deep and long breath, "…Anyway. As I was saying to you scumbags, I'll be in charge of you 'till the day of you're death, on which you'll die gloriously by being on the Zaraki Squad. You're exams will be tomorrow. They'll test you're abilities and will guide us to give you the rank according to you're strength. Am I-?"

"Hey…What's this?"

"DAMMIT PEOPLE, CAN YOU LET ME FINISH MY SENTE-!"

But when the crowd of Soul Reapers spun their heads they all gasped and fell on their knees violently, "EVENING CAPTAIN SIR!" they all shouted simultaneously as the spike-haired Soul Reaper gazed them as they bowed and lifted his eyes to the guy that screamed at him, who, happened to be his Third Seat.

"What did you say…Ikkaku?"

The Third Seat trembled from head to toe when he bent his hip in a bow, "Nothing, sir! What a surprise! Heh…"

"Hiiii, Ken-chan! These are the rookies! They're new and they're ugly!" Yachiru giggled to her fatherly Captain as he stared at the new officers walking by them.

"You bet they are" he murmured referring at their bad taste appearances, "These weaklings are the new Reapers the Old Man send me? Really? ...How pathetic…"

Some that already lifted their faces frowned in disapproval at the first bad impression the Captain gave at them. In his long pause and slow walke he analized every single one of the Soul Reaper's Spiritual Pressure's…and none of them could be compared even to a tenth seat. This make him feel despise at the poor quality Soul's that graduated these days. Once he stopped next to his Third seat and with his lieutenant climbed up on his shoulder, he spoke out, "Who of you are willing to die at my service?"

A long pause conquered the room. But then a low voice was herd, "…I-I would…sir"

Kenpachi turned to the source of the voice. The Soul Reaper was in the front line and the youngest of them all. By feeling the eyes all over him, he downcast. By the time the Captain's shadow cornered him as his length feet step further to him. The young short man swallowed when none other that the Captain's face leaned right in front of him. His eye glare berried on the poor kid's. With his soul screaming of fear inside he never dared to lift his stare up. Even then, Zaraki's breath covered his nose and mouth, "What's you're name, boy?"

The Soul Reaper's heart beat fast. He recalled the horrifying rumors he heard of this man, the blood thirsty Captain of the Eleventh, who, to his misfortune, was right at him asking for his name… "Takahashi. Takahashi Yamasaki, Sir"

"Yamasaki, you say?" he echoed tilting his name to one side, "Don't like the name…but you have guts kid. You spoke out for me, you of all these bitches…" Kenpachi backed away, as Yamasaki was stolen from his air, "So be it…" he said, "Dismiss"

"Y-Yes, Sir" and with this he ran out of the room.

Once closed the door, the rest of the crowd returned their gazes to the Captain, who cracked his finger knuckles, "As for the rest of you, filthy maggots, I won't be going easy on you. Nop, not in dreams. You won't be glad to serve me, then good. I'll make you remember this day…as the day you become Squad Eleven Men"

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