Head Captain Sakura

Chapter 1: The Head Captain's heir

Summary: What if Yamamoto was dying and he had to pass his title to his granddaughter. Hitsu/Saku Enjoy. I seriously suck at summaries, story's better, I promise!

A few things are being tweaked, thank you for your patience. I definitely added a good bit and changed it so you may want to reread it.

Head Captain Yamamoto had called a meeting with the Gotei 13 and their lieutenants. He was planning to announce the progress of his illness and to inform them of the decision he's made.

"I am afraid there is not much time left for me in this world. I have already named a capable heir and I am confident the Seireitei will be in good hands. My replacement will be here shortly and you can all meet her. She has given up a lot to come and take over for me so I ask you don't give her too much trouble." Yamamoto said calmly.

"What are you saying? And your heir is a girl? No disrespect, I would just like this to be clarified." Shunsui said. He seemed to be paying special attention. Now that Yamamoto was dying he was concerned for the future of the Soul Society.

"I have a strange sickness in me. I have gone to many doctors, and healers in every world I have traveled to and I still am unable to find a cure so I am relying on my heir to take care of you now. Her word will be law. Oh, and do not underestimate her. If you do, you'll have gone through approximately twelve concrete walls before you even register that she's hit you. She has a bit of a temper." Yamamoto explained.

Suddenly, a girl with pink hair came crashing through the wall. She slammed into the wall opposite the wall she just came crashing through. "Wow that stung like a bitch." The young woman said as she stood up off of the ground.

The captains, their lieutenants, and the Head Captain all stared at the strange girl as she simply brushed the dirt and ruble from her clothes. She was wearing a kimono-like shirt and knee length black leggings. Her kunai pouch was strapped to her waist and she adjusted it before grinning and doing a two finger salute.

"Yo, what's up Yamamoto-sama?" The pink haired girl asked.

"Not much Sakura. I thank you for taking my position as Head Captain." Yamamoto replied.

"It's no trouble at all." Sakura replied.

"If I may ask, why did you come crashing through my wall?" Yamamoto asked.

"Oh! That reminds me." Sakura said just before she moved out of the path of Sasuke's chidori.

"That would be why." Sakura said pointing at the boy trying to get his hand out of the wall.

"Dammit Sakura! Hold still and die already!" Sasuke shouted.

The captains and lieutenants were immediately on guard hearing that sentence. She was after all their new head captain. Sakura walked over to Sasuke and pulled his arm out of the wall, resulting in a grunt of pain from Sasuke. She unsheathed her Zanpakuto and cut through the air creating a portal to Tsunade's office. She threw Sasuke in then closed the portal.

"You know, he seriously gets on my nerves." Sakura said more to herself than anyone.

"Well, it's getting late. Everyone will turn in for tonight and we will talk tomorrow." Yamamoto said.

With that everyone bowed and left. Yamamoto was still their superior so they would just have to hold in their curiosity until the next day.

The next morning...

It was a sad day in soul society. Head Captain Yamamoto had died in his sleep late last night, and to top it all off, Rukia Kuchiki is going to be executed. A few weeks later, ryoka had infiltrated Seireitei.

"Bring me the ryoka, alive." Sakura ordered as she left the meeting room.

Sakura released a heavy sigh. "Grandfather, you shouldn't have died. Now I don't know what to do." Sakura whispered.

(a/n You probably know this but if not, Yamamoto was Sakura's grandfather.)

Sakura felt an enormous amount of spiritual pressure. She followed it and ended up in the middle of a battle field. The fight appeared to be between Renji Abarai and an orange haired young man who looked to be no more than a child in Sakura's eyes.

Sakura POV:

There were others watching the fight. What surprised me the most was that Naruto, Sai, Kakashi, Ino, and Hinata were there. I also recognized Hanataro Yamada from squad 4. Hanataro stiffened and looked my way before screaming at the two fighting to stop. They did and looked my way. Renji froze and mumbled something to his opponent. The orange haired boy nodded and Renji led every one of them to the meeting room. I stood there for a moment, trying to prepare myself for the confrontation I knew was sure to come. I walked slowly to the meeting room, dragging my feet more than I should have, attempting to prolong the inevitable. The captains and lieutenants of the Gotei 13 were already seated with the ryoka sitting near the captains. They looked at me expectantly, waiting for me to punish Hanataro, or to yell at the ryoka. Instead I just stood there, frozen as I waited for my former ninja friends to notice exactly who I was. The people I knew who happened to be ryoka stiffened upon laying eyes on me. Their eyes widened as they were shocked into silence. Ino walked right up to me and slapped me across the face. My head turned to the right but I didn't move to retaliate. The captains and lieutenants looked at us with shock written all over their faces. They knew I could've stopped that hit if I had really wanted to, which is why they didn't interfere. Ino was crying, I could tell.

"Haruno Sakura, how dare you scare us like that!" Ino screamed as she hugged me.

I couldn't look at her though; if I did I knew I would break down. I would cry and I couldn't do that. Not when so many people were depending on me to be strong.

Naruto and the others watched curiously, considering I made no move to comfort my supposed best friend. I knew I shouldn't have, but I couldn't help it. I looked at Ino, I watched as she clung to me sobbing her heart out. My eyes softened and I hugged her back. Unknown to me, I had started to cry too. I had known I would miss them, but I never thought I'd see them again. Oh, how wrong I was.

First rewritten chapter is done and I must say I am quite proud of it. Feel free to review but just that fact that you're reading this has already made me extremely happy. I love all of you who read my work and I hope you like my newer, matured writing as much as you liked my old writing.

Forever yours,

Fallen Angel