Zaraki hasn't been feeling himself and is led to a lake in a nearby park. While he is there he encounters a young man that makes him feel even more out of character. Read to find out how their love blossoms as Zaraki helps to fight the darkness that the young man has been dealing with.

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Bleach

Warning: Contains sexual content, Vulgar language, Yaoi relationships, Sexual and Physical Abuse, Rape... RATED M.

Expect: Yaoi, Lemon, MPreg

The 11th Division building thrummed with energy as the members celebrated another day of glorious fighting. Captain Zaraki had just returned from a mission in Hueco Mundo that had caused him to gain the largest of all of his battle wounds. What better way to commemorate this than with a celebration?

"Ikkaku, why are you h-holdin' out on me ? W-where's the hard stuff ?" He had already been through multiple bottles of sake and it was obvious to see that Zaraki was just getting started although he was beginning to slur his words.

"Ahh Captain, I knew you would eventually tire of the sake so I went to the world of the living. I had the striped hat man assist me with finding some alcohol that was better suited for a man with your tolerance." As he spoke he presented a large bottle of Crown Royal. "That striped hat man said this is considered cheap liquor but is very... potent.

Before Ikkaku could finish his last words, the captain had already snatched the alcohol from out of his hands, opened it and downed half of it.

Ikkaku began to speak to try and slow his captain but was stopped by a hand on his shoulder. "It's not a good idea to try and stop him now…" Yumichika whispered. He knew his captain could be difficult when it came to anyone limiting anything that he did, besides the man could defend himself if necessary, even in his current state. With a large smile, Captain Zaraki finished the bottle…

The rest of the night continued on the same path into early in the wee morning. It wasn't until half of the division had passed out from over-consumption of alcohol, and the other half from fighting after drinking too much, that Captain Zaraki awoke and found himself walking the Seireitei

It wasn't often that he got a chance to be by himself. If he wasn't at the 11th with the squad he was being bothered by Yachiru, if not for that he's in a captains meeting or on a mission. It never ended. Not that he minded, he loved having a reason and direction to fight. However, lately, he was feeling weird. Fuck, he wasn't sure weird was the word but he wasn't feeling right. Something was missing and he was starting to wonder if he would ever find out what it was.

Somehow during his walk, he had found himself at a lake. He looked around and realized that he was at a local park. He sat on a park bench and wondered why the hell he ended up here.

He wasn't sure how long he had sat there but he knows that it had to have been awhile. He knew that he should get back to the 11th and try to get some sleep before Yachiru came to wake him up at some un-kami like time. With a sigh, he stood and began to walk home, but then he froze as his name was called.

"Eh.. Cap-captain Zaraki ?" a soft voice inquired. The captain turned and cocked his head, who the hell was this kid?

"Oh please excuse me, captain, I saw you sitting here all alone… you looked so deep in thought, I just…" the face of the small man turned a pale pink as he continued "...wanted to make sure that you were well." The whole time that he was talking the boys head was down, looking at his feet but towards the end of his questioning he looked up into the captain's eye as if searching for something.

Zaraki wasn't sure of how to react. He didn't really know who this kid was but it was pretty nice of him to make sure that he was okay, plus he was cute as hell. But Zaraki was no punk bitch, he didn't need anyone to check up on him.

"Kid, what's your name ?" The kids face burned a brighter red than the pale pink it had been earlier. "Uh.. its.. H-hanataro.. Sir". He had made the kid uncomfortable, it was visibly noticeable as Hana shifted from foot to foot, and shifting his eyes all around him. 'Heh, seeing this kid all riled up is kinda fun, lucky for him im in the mood for some fun', the captain thought.

"Hana" the captain whispered to himself, sliding his tongue over his teeth as he said the name, yeah he liked the way that sounded on his lips. Pretty name to match a pretty kid, the captain thought. "Why are you out here so late, Hana ?" The captain asked the question simply but when he said Hana's name, the boy couldn't help but stop his fidgeting and look back into the man's eye.

He didn't know what made him continue to stare into those overpowering green eyes but for some reason he couldn't look away. "I usually… go for a walk during this hour…" the boy's words ended in somewhat of a whisper as he glanced over to the beautiful lake that stood, uninterrupted. "...it's so quiet, so peaceful."

Zaraki stared at Hana's beautiful face for a minute. The boy's large eyes sparkled as if they were one with the lake, and although he looked happy there was some underlying emotion there.

The captain was at lost for words again. He felt that weird feeling again inside of his chest, but this was different from before. What the fuck was going on? Shit, he needed a drink and some sleep.

"Kid, it's not a safe time to be walking, no matter what the circumstances are." He said as he slowly shook his head which caused the bells at the ends of his hair to jingle lightly.

"Ahh you are right captain./." Hana's face fell slightly as his large sparkling blue eyes lowered again. Before he had realized it, Zaraki had his hands caressing the small boys head, pulling his fingers through the smaller man's dark ebony hair. The boys head stayed downcast as he slowly closed his eyes and savored the reassuring touch that he wasn't use to. The captain's hands slowly traveled to the boy's cheeks where he caressed the soft skin. He had thought Hana was cute earlier but he was starting to think that he was much more than that. His hands slowly started to travel to Hana's neck when the younger mans face flashed a bright tomato red, prompting the captain to remove his hand.

Zaraki patted the boy on his head two more times before turning to leave. "Go home, Hana" the man tossed the words over his shoulder as he exited. He didn't know what even made him speak to this kid, no to Hana, in the first place, much less to touch him as he did, but he knew he had to leave before he did something he would regret.

Hana stood and just stared after the captain before he decided to follow the instructions the large man had tossed over his shoulder before leaving him.

Neither men had noticed the third reiatsu that was in the park with them as they were focused only on each other.

Every night that Hana would go on these walks she would follow him, to make sure he didn't fall into harm's way, unknowingly to him. The boy was sweet, the sweetest she had ever encountered but she knew he had some demons he was battling and that these walls were therapeutic for him.

Captain Unohana had masked her reiatsu the minute she knew that there was a shift in the air between the two men. She watched closely to see how the other captain would interact with her beloved, but fragile seventh seat.

She froze when she saw the other captains hands slide from the boys head to his cheeks. And then she noticed the look in the other captain's eyes.

With that, she smiled a large, sweet smile.