Tito Kubo owns Bleach, the characters and the copyright. I have respectfully borrowed them for this story. I do, however, own my own characters and ideas.
Captain Kenpachi Zaraki stared at the sword in his hand. His zanpakuto, an extension of his very soul and a pain in the ass now that he'd decided to talk to it.
"Tell me your name." he demanded. Silence followed.
"Tell me your damn name." he insisted in a harsher tone. Again silence.
"Dammit!" he complained, tossing the blade aside in frustration. "What the hell am I doing wrong?"
Then slowly, as if floating across a vast distance, came the first words from his zanpakuto.
"Say please."
The explosion of anger and reiatsu could be heard throughout the Sereitei.
A/N: This is my first ever drabble. I decided to try it to see if I could actually do it. It is exactly 100 words (minus this note and the intro). Hope you like it!