Title: Kenny's Hair

Fandom: Bleach

Rating: T, for swearing.

Description: Yachiru does something to Kenpachi's hair, and why is it so freaking hot outside? A look behind how squad eleven functions.

Disclaimer: Bleach is created and owned by Tite Kubo, I merely pay homage to characters and a story I love.

Puppies

Yachiru bounced around the room, gleefully making chirping noises.

"Damn it," Ikkaku said, rubbing his temples, "Did someone feed you sugar for breakfast or something?"

"Nope! Komama had more puppies," she replied.

Ikkaku had to mull that over for awhile. Komama…Komamura? Captain Sajin? Well at least she wasn't calling him "doggie" anymore. Wait…he…had puppies? That wasn't possible…right? Plus, wasn't he a wolf? Well, wolf babies would be puppies too, right?

Yumichika sighed and looked over at Ikkaku. Really, he was completely helpless by himself. "She means that one of his dogs had another litter," he clarified for the confused 3rd seat.

"Oh," said Ikkaku, his expression clearing a little.

"Take me to see them! Take me!" Yachiru demanded, throwing herself on Ikkaku's shoulders, drooling on his bare head.

"I have a better idea, Yachiru," Yumichika said, stepping in before the livid looking Ikkaku could respond. He was feeling particularly kind this morning because Ikkaku had said that his hair "seemed really shiny today", which he hadn't meant as a compliment, but Yumichika had been glad to buy it as one. "You should get Captain Zaraki to take you. He's been bored all day!"

"Ooooohh," Yachiru was thinking that that was a much better idea than making baldy take her. He was always so cranky.

Kenpachi hadn't really cared. In fact, he was actually a little relieved to be walking around, even though it was so damn hot. Being hot pissed him off. He glared intensely at a random passing shinigami, who promptly flash stepped to safety.

Captain Sajin was fond of Yachiru, or at least tolerated her, which was good considering the various fairly terrible nicknames she came up for him. He did like that she was always very interested in his dogs though. He was happy to show her the new puppies. Kenpachi milled around outside, hoping he could catch someone's eye. He doubted anyone would fight him, but sometimes just chasing them down was kind of fun.

"Why are these ones different colors than the other ones?" she questioned.

"Well, you see their mom is a different breed than the ones you saw last year," Komamura explained.

Yachiru tilted her head.

"See how their mom is golden? They are golden too," he simplified.

"Oh, and the other ones were black and their mom was black too!"

"Yes, babies look like their parents, that why you can sometimes look at someone and know what family they are from," Komamura was wondering if he had said something wrong because Yachiru was looking confused again.

"But…Kenny doesn't look like me," she stated.

Komamura wasn't really sure how to answer that, but luckily at that moment Kenpachi had finally found some prey.

"Hahahaha!" Kenpachi crashed to the ground besides the petrified squad four member. He paused. Was the guy really not even going to try and get away? Maybe he should stab him a couple of times for lack of enthusiasm. He drew out his zanpakuto…

"Captain Zaraki," interrupted Komamura. "I'm fairly sure that this is the person I requested to come and make sure that the puppies are all healthy," he stepped carefully in front of the cowering squad four member, pointing him towards the small kennel where he kept his dogs. Between Yachiru and Kenpachi, Komamura really wasn't sure who was the most childish. At least you could, sometimes, reason with Yachiru. Kenpachi was rabid all the time. Perhaps he needed shots? He wondered if he should suggest that to Captain Unohana.

That evening, at the Shinigami Women's Association, Yachiru had an idea. Almost an idea, she could feel it just at the edges of her mind. "Can you say that again?" she asked Rangiku.

"Oh, I was just saying that I was wondering if I would look good with lighter blond hair," Rangiku repeated.

"You can do that?" Yachiru asked curiously. "How?"

A couple of days later, Kenpachi was sprawled out on the floor of his living quarters. What the hell? It had to be almost midnight, why was it still so damn hot? Moist, wet, damp hot too. The humidity crushed in, made it seem like every breath was taken in a damn sauna. Maybe all of the sake hadn't been a good idea. Then again, if he drank enough, it should help him sleep through the heat. He quickly downed another bottle and dozed, not bothering to get into his bed. At least in the living room there was a breeze from his open front door.

He woke up. "Go back to sleep, Kenny," Yachiru said.

He sighed. Ever since that big boobed blond woman had showed her how to braid hair Yachiru had constantly been playing with his. "For practice," she had said the first time he had caught her. Whatever, if she wanted to play with his hair, it was better if he was asleep anyways. He promptly nodded off again.