Description: Kenpachi works as a "Captain" at the Gotei 13, a huge security complex that deals with everything from scientific research to armed body guards. When it all seems his life and co-workers are turning against him he receives a offer he simply can't refuse!

WARNING: THIS FF CONTAINS CHARACTER DEATH AND GORE SCENES THAT SOME MAY FIND DISTURBING, EITHER TURN BACK NOW! OR GRAB YOUR COMFORT TEDDY AND READ ON! XD

(I don't know what is considered too gory thanks to today's modern film industry :I so yeah...)

If he could describe this day in one word, "Shit" comes to mind, followed closely by "Fuck". His job as the Captain of the 11th squad; the Armoured body guard unit had been recently criticised by the manager of whole company, Genrusai Yamamoto. The old fart had accused him off making his unit want death and destruction, instead of actually wanting to prevent it.

He sighed to himself as he sat in his office surrounded by a mountain of paper work, most of which he could have sworn Shunsui dumped on him so he could run after some girl. This job was becoming way more trouble than it was worth. He couldn't even sleep without thinking about work...Work, work. He frowned as a headache threatened his already fragile mind.

"Kenpachi, i believe you still need to give me the monthly financial report for your squad", oh, here's the headache he was so eager to have! Also known as Byakuya Kuchiki, the twinkling perfect princess of the 6th unit. His very presence makes him want to take a chainsaw to every living being in a thirty mile radius, it is indeed safe to say, he hates this, 'I'm only here because of my father' of a man.

"Yeah yeah, it's right here" he grumbled as he passed over the papers and hoped the nuisance would get the hint and just leave him alone. Of course, headaches are not so easy to get rid of these days now are they?

"You sure these equations are correct? I wouldn't want to damage the data we already have if it is indeed wrong" that tone demands respect, compliance, and also a fist to the face. Oh how Kenpachi craved to break this man's face.

"I'm sure you would just love them to be wrong, but i assure you, I've never miscalculated, unlike some..." Ahh...the face of disgust that claimed his face, priceless! Although seeing him dead would be hysterically funnier, sadly that probably won't happen any time soon.

The princess made a hasty retreat to his domain and Kenpachi let out a sigh of relief, that's one nuisance he can forget for about for an amazing 34 hours, now for the paper work.

It was now 11pm and almost everybody had returned home except for the odd few. He pressed his thumbs to his temples in frustration, so many numbers, so many things he didn't even damn care about nawing at his brain...

"Hey Kenny, I'm heading home...you need any help there?" He turned to see Zabimaru, the captain of the 12th unit. She was the only one that seemed to notice him as another human being and he was glad to be able to call her his friend.

"Oh zabu...I really have no clue what I'm doing right now" he sighed and watched as she leaned over him to do his final equation with ease, she wasn't the captain of the 'Science and technology' unit for nothing after all.

"So, i guess you owe me now, huh?" she chirped as he got his things together into his suitcase and pulled on a leather jacket. He turned and tilted his head, "what do you have in mind?"

"You could walk me home! I live on the road just before yours!" she giggled and he nodded in agreement. She was one of the few people he would consider worth his time mostly because she never asked about him on a personal basis, he liked his privacy.

They exited the building and Zabimaru skipped along with his wide strides and made the occasional giggle and glance, he was envious of her happiness at times like this but he could never wish badness on her. They made it to her road and he walked her to her door, she turned on her heel in front of the door and much to his surprise she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, "please don't get so stressed out at work, stress shortens peoples life spans you know!" her voice had the usual happy pitch but her eyes seemed so different, was it sadness? Why?

He shook his head slightly as he questioned himself and waved her goodbye as he began his walk home. Being alone on his walks always brought up most of his bad memories, people that died around him and at his very hands, their faces played in his mind like a broken record, everyday scratching deeper and deeper. That's when the thoughts of work would come up like a horrid unforgettable stench, his face tensed and the headache returned.

'I fucking hate walking'

He reached his door and let out a groan as he closed it behind him, he shuffled up the stairs and threw himself on the bed with a 'Hmmpf!' He was almost enjoying that peaceful nothingness that occurred but the thoughts of the work he still had to do kept nagging him. He raised himself off the bed and sat at his desk, getting his paperwork ready for yet another hour or two of work.

After four hours, making it now 3am, he finished the last sheet. He crawled into his bed, not even removing his work clothes; he could just do that in the morning he murmured to himself as he begged his mind just to have a dream of nothingness.

A/N

Eyup...:I im making his life a misery before he snaps :3 hoho!