Disclaimers: I do not own bleach, only original characters.
Crave
" Why hello there sexy." Kenpachi Zaraki downed his sake and eyed the human woman who had approached the table. Looking the female up and down the captain snorted. Honestly, human females were something else. Short, blonde and busty, the female wore a tight leather dress that did little to nothing to hide her impressive cleavage or firm behind.
Kenpachi would praise her for her taste in clothing. Hey, when you live in a realm where your females are always covered neck to toe by a thick Shihakushō, Victoria Secret begins to look like a freaking gift from Kami.
To bad blonde wasn't for him. Nah, this female was eyeing Byakuya right next to him. Not that Kenpachi cared. He wasn't feeling any of the females in the club he allowed those idiots Shūhei and Abarai to drag him to. Speaking of which, where had those two gone...
" You got a name?" Blonde asked, a playful smile on her face. She leaned against the hard wood table, fore arms cradled against her under bosoms pushing the cleavage out even more. A little more and those D-cups were coming out of the dress. Hell, she probably wouldn't care.
And of course, the rule following prick had to play the gentleman card. " Please madam. Call me Kuchiki."
The females face was positively beaming at the other captains display of sophisticated mannerism. Obviously she had never been spoken to as such. Human females always ate the shit up.
Snorting, Kenpachi signaled for a waiter to send him another round. That's when he noticed Shūhei. Apparently the shy bastard finally grew a pair and was talking up some dark haired female by the bar. He said something funny to her over the loud music and she burst out laughing. She must have been drunk, was the captains first thought because Shūhei was about as funny as testicle cancer.
About damn time that waiter brought him his drink. Before he could turn back to take the orders of others, Kenpachi downed the alcohol like nothing signaled the waiter with a jerk of the chin. Waiter nodded and beat feet for the bar to get him another.
Hell. This was hell. It had to be. Then that would mean he'd been in hell for the last...what? Six years? Yeah that sounded about right. It had been that long since the war between them and the Quincy's had ended. And while the victory was great and all, the lack of battle had been a big killer for the captain what with Arancars taking back control of Houacho Mondo, making a treaty with Soul society to keep high level hollows under control and making sure none ran into human world.
The remaining Quincies were under Uryū Ishida command, which had been an agreement so to stop them from killing the innocent parties who wanted nothing to do with the invasion on Soul Society. Something Kenpachi was regretting, because rarely when a weak hollow would make its way into human world, those bastard destroyed it before he could get his sword into its flesh.
He couldn't keep living like this. It had been four years since he last killed for Kami's sake! Six years since he got into a fight that wasn't a sparing match. And two years since he fought a strong opponents. Damn the other Captains for always running away. And damn Kurosaki for going to college. Worthless bastard. The fuck did he need a four year degree for anyway?
Was a four year degree going to fend off hollows?
" Your doing it again," said Byakya with a sigh. Blonde was gone, meaning the prick did what he always did with females and dismissed them. Kenpachi was beginning to think his fellow captain was playing for a whole different team.
" Doing what?"
" Getting angry and scaring the people around us." Byakuya picked up and slowly sipped his drink.
Kenpachi sucked his teeth, " Screw them." Weak bastards. " What was wrong with the female? Wasn't good enough for you?"
" She simply posed no interest for me."
" Bet she didn't."
" I do not see you selecting any possible lovers."
Yeah, as if any female would feel anything other then fear for him. He knew that his presence for humans came off as menacing, so that just pushed them away. Not to mention he wasn't exactly Abercrombie and Fitch material, nor did he have a face made for the big screen like the captain right next to him.
More like a wanted poster for his ugly mug.
But looks wasn't something he particularity cared for. Only his own strength and power.
Battle was far more satisfying then sex could ever be. The rush of a kill was better than an orgasm, the sense that he had taken life and left corpses behind streaming through him like mead. But it would never harder the limb between his legs. The thing rarely came to life, and when it did, the captain gave his cock no attention whatsoever.
Kenpachi shrugged, " Nothing worth the time here." As his newest drink arrived, he gave it a quick vertical workout. Now that made his count nineteen drinks, and not in the least was the man tipsy.
" Ha! You've grown weak my foolish son!" Yuzu Kurosaki sweat dropped at her fathers action against her older brother, but couldn't help the giggle that escaped her lips.
" How could you not have seen that attack coming!? College has made you soft!" Dads feet were planted firmly on ichigo's back as her brother was sprawled out on his stomach. The substitute soul reaper rolled out from under their fathers feet and kicked him in the face.
" What the hell you Damn idiot!?" Ichigo shout, his face flushed with rage, " I haven't seen you in months, and you hit me? Bastard!"
" I was testing you!" Isshin protested. He wiped the blood that fell from his nose with the sleeve of his shirt, "And guess what? You failed!" He lunged at Ichigo and the two rolled around the house pummeling each other. Karen made a face the clear said she questioned the males of the houses intelligence.
" Come on," he sister told her, " Lets get started on dinner."
" Okay," Yuzu agreed cheerfully. They were going to make Tonjiru. Cooking wasn't a frequent thing for Yuzu as much as she enjoyed it. What with exams and constant studying, ordering takeout had become a routine. But today was Friday, exams were done and aced, homework was completed, and Ichigo was home after not visiting for almost over a year. That called for a celebration.
Yuzu took out a bowl of pork belly she cut up earlier and put the meat into the preheated skillet. Taking a wooden spoon out of one of the cabinets she stirred the meat around.
" How was school today Karen?" She asked her sister. Karen took out a knife and cutting bored, went to stand by her and started cutting carrots.
" Boring. So many idiots i have class with."
" Now that's not a nice thing to say Karen."
" Yeah yeah yeah. Sorry, sorry." Yuzu smiled at her sisters nonchalance tone. Unlike her grumpy sister, Yuzu enjoyed her senior year of high school. She had kind teachers and great friends. She even made track team. She'd even become something of an idol at Karakura High School. Karen got good grades as well and was captain of the soccer team, but everyone was afraid of her.
The fear came during their sophomore year, when a boy began stalking Yuzu, and Karen put him in the hospital. Honestly, to Yuzu her sister had gone waaaaaay to far with that one. Sometimes she wondered if she was ever going to have a boyfriend. Or get kissed by a boy for that matter.
From the looks of things, that was highly doubtful. And it wasn't Karen who had a problem with that subject, but their father. The mere mention of boys threw him into a wild fit that took hours for him to calm him out of. While Yuzu loved her father to death. He could be to dramatic and one track minded sometimes.
At least Ichigo was supportive... To an extent.
One glare from him sent all the boys running for the hill's. But he was all for Yuzu living her life as she saw fit. Kami, she had such an amazing brother. The house had felt so empty since he'd went off to college in America. Karen was captain of the soccer team, eating up most of her free time, and Their dad had starting working at Ichigo's friend Ishida's fathers hospital.
His hours were long, sometimes he'd even get called off time to come for an emergency. So a lot of the time Yuzu was home alone, preparing meals for them. Not a problem at first, until after the same routine every day for a few years things tend to get boring.
Excitement was what Yuzu craved. A change of pace.
Adding the need spices, Yuzu put a cover on the pan and let the food cook. It be done in a few minutes, so she'd just wait and listen to the men of the house fight. The medical kit they kept in the house was in the cabinet behind her just in case.
" How did a weakling like you defeat Aizen and the Quincy's!?" Exclaimed dad. There was a loud thump and bang.
" How did an idiot like you ever come to be a captain!?"
" Through hard work and dedication brat!"
" My ass!" There was a crash of furniture being hit coming from the living room.
" Insolent bastard!"
" Worthless idiot!"
Annnnnd there goes a perfectly intact window.
" Here," said Karen. Yuzu looked up just in time to catch the soda can. Nodding a thanks, she drank half of it then went back to the meal. After a couple of minutes dinner was done and the table was set. Yuzu went to the two fighting males. Ichigo was in put into a head lock by Isshin who was laughing tauntingly. Yuzu sweat dropped.
Her family...
" Dinners ready!" Yuzu yelled over her father laughing. That seem to make the two stop. At the dinner table they all clasped their hands together, " Itadakimasu," they all thanked in unison.
" So, hows America onii-chan?" Yuzu asked after taking a bite of meat. Ichigo groaned.
" So damn stressful. Just when i think i have the English language down, there's more words popping up that i don't understand. My professors give endless amount of work, and my roommate is such a damn clean freak dork."
" Isn't that Ishida guy your roommate?" Asked Karen.
" More like my annoying wife." Everyone laughed at that.
Karen could see past her brother. While he might complain about college, the passion and pride in his eyes said other wise. Ichigo had top grades- second to Ishida- and the two were in the same med school together. Yuzu was envious of her brother. Becoming a doctor was her biggest dream ever since she was younger. She wanted to be a hero like her Onii-chan. And while she couldn't save lives by fighting hollows, she could do it in a scrub in an emergency room.
" Speaking of wives..." Karen added, a sly smile on her face. " How are things with Orihime?" Ichigo nearly choked on the rice he was chewing. His face became red.
" Mind your business!" He exclaimed.
Their father rose up from his seat, his hands clasp together, tears fell from his eyes. " Oh Masaki! An angel has been blessed onto our family! How our bastard son was able to land such a female of such worth is beyond me!"
" BASTARD!" Ichigo lunged at him, and the two were on the ground fighting again. The two sisters sweat dropped but decided against breaking it up. After finishing their meal they cleared their dishes. After a shower and brushing her teeth Yuzu went onto her bed. When Karen came in the room she had a suit case with her.
" When do you leave again?"
" Tomorrow morning. You see where I put my favorite shoes?"
" Back of the closet," Yuzu answered. Karen had a sports-thing to go to which would have her going to Tokyo for two weeks. Her flight was in an hour, and Ichigo would be taking her in a few. Yuzu didn't have a problem with Karen being gone for long, but she did in fact have a problem with being all alone in the house. She'd never done that before. Ichigo was staying with Orihime in her old house, and her father would spend a lot of the time at work, if not spend nights sleeping over there as usual.
You worry to much. So very true. Hollow activity rarely made itself known, and Ichigo would always be a phone call away.
Yuzu waited until Karen was finished packing before she turned off the bed side lamp, " Okay, be very careful until i get back. Love you and i'll make sure to call when I can. Later and goodnight." The two sisters shared a hug.
"Goodnight, and please be safe." Karen said back.
" You know I will. If anything tries to come at me, i'll kick its ass."
" Karen! language!"
" Sorry, sorry." Pick up her suit case they both said one last goodbye and then Karen left. Yuzu looked at where her twin had left for minutes. The silent emptiness of the room made the loudest noise. In fact it was somewhat terrifying. She'd never been separated long from Karen before. Maybe and hour or two because of class schedules. But two weeks?
Two weeks alone...
Maybe she was over thinking it. Really, what was two weeks anyway?
What could go wrong?
Authors Note: Review, and inform me of any grammar and or spelling mistakes.