Name:-Changes
Author:-Darkness of the Blue Moon
Genre:- Romance
Characters:-Haruno Sakura/Kensei Mugurama.
Rated:-T(at the moment….)
Words:-336
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Inner Sakura
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Or Bleach.
Summary:- a new fukutaichou. A new life. An inner Hollow. Make that two. When Kensei Mugurama is reinstated as captain of the Ninth, he gets more than he bargained for. Lets follow, shall we?
-XIII-
The Winter War was finally over. Kensei Mugurama sighed, running a gloved hand through his short grey hair. Taking a deep breath to compose himself he entered the all too familiar meeting room of the First Division.
The initiation passed by in a hazy, distracted blur, at the end of which, things came into focus. A scowl stayed plastered on his face as many captains clapped him on the back and welcomed him back.
Thankfully, the room was soon empty again except for soutaichou, Sasakibe and a stranger he didn't know. It was a woman, leaning against the whitewashed wall, arms folded and her right leg bent, resting on the wall.
Her hair-a shocking colour, annoying even, was pink-fell over her face, obscuring her eyes.
"Mugurama-taichou, I would like to introduce you to your new fukutaichou-Haruno Sakura."
Her head snapped up and gave him a small smirk. The three identical scars that continued from under one eye and the bold 69 on her left cheek. And the eyes-green with silver red and blue strands moving lazily around a cat-like vertical pupil…all reminded him of that fateful night when his life was ripped asunder.
His hands curled into fists and he hoarsely rasped "Cover your eyes and that damn tattoo and make sure I never see 'em again." Instantly he knew it was foolish and unreasonable, but he didn't give a damn. But soon he regretted it.
She looked confused for a moment. Then her jade orbs hardened and he felt a shiver run down his spine.
"Understood" her voice was cold. She bowed gracefully, spun on her heel and exited.
Sasakibe chuckled. "I hope you know what you're in for Mugurama-taichou. Haruno-san isn't known as Bloody Mary of the Ninth for nothing."
Kensei blinked. Pink haired fukutaichous? Bloody Mary? What kind of stupid human shit was a 'Bloody Mary'? What did any of this crap have to do with him?.
"I wish you luck Mugurama-taichou," was directed at him from soutaichou. Taking that as a dismissal, he saluted and left, unaware he was following, step for step, the path his new lieutenant had taken out the door. Nor did he notice the lingering smell of roses and lime.
-XIII-
Well, this is, as you can guess, another crackfic. This time- KenSaku (not Zaraki-Kensei)