Naming a Soul Cutter
-Chapter III-
A/N: I'm currently at my bestfriend's house! Eating chupagetti—don't ask. Today's her birthday! Anyways thanks again for the reviews. Those helped me a hell a lot. Okay. The chapter here was based on my bestfriend's idea. This is 'her' fanfiction after all.
(sings the birthday song) happy burdei to you, you belong to a zoo, there's the monkey and gorilla. the gorilla is you! (cheers) (bday celebrant: who's the donkey?) (stares at a person who looks like a—ahem—well ay least he/she's not a gorilla)
Disclaimer: I don't own BLEACH.
A very infuriating morning for Zaraki Kenpachi.
Anyone who sees him would sure have his/her head turn a complete 360 degree turn—ogling at him dubiously. The eyes with suspicion followed the 11th squad captain. If it wasn't for the pink-haired shinigami dangling at his back and the white haori—they wouldn't even pay a respect to him. Kenpachi sighted. He knew that wasn't a good idea in the end...
Flashback...
"I have a bad feeling about this." Kenpachi murmured as he lied down on a hospital bed. There were 'strange' lights staring back at him. It was his first time to have himself a so-called surgery—it turned out that the surgery was her 'gift' for him. Kurotsuki Mayuri was there as well to provide the necessary medications needed.
"Don't worry." Retsu smiled placidly.
"What are you going to do to me?"
"You'll be our specimen." Mayuri slipped out irrationally.
"Specimen?" he blurted out gruffly.
"No. What he means is that you're the first one to undergo this one." she said, "Trust me, you'll be just fine."
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"Should we inject him with anesthesia?"
"We will not need it." Mauyuri's creepy voice replied. "But he needs to be asleep because the blood pressure must be stable—it'll give us some troubles if we won't."
"I understand." Retsu rejoined, reaching for the injection and stabilizing it to a certain dosage. "This will make you doze off." She pressed her palm at his pulse then injected it in one of his large veins.
Silence.
Nothing happened.
Retsu and Mayuri both let out a startled look.
"That's odd... you should have fallen asleep instantly." she dosed another medicine, "Okay. Let's try again."
But after 10-15 inoculations on different parts of his body—Kenpachi was still wide-awake.
"Oh dear... if you're still awake after this, I have no choice then but to knock you unconscious."—and with that, he went off to sleep.
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"What—the—hell—happened—to—me—?" Kenpachi said almost to himself as soon as he opened his eyes. He reminisced what happened to that made him woke up on a hospital bed. Was he sick or something or—as soon as the creepy image of Mayuri flashed on his mind he quickly explored himself.
Head – check
Hands – check
Legs – check
Body – check
Body parts complete.
He gave a sigh of relief. He was worrying that that damn Mayuri took some of his body parts for his research.
"You have awakened in an impeccable timing." Retsu greeted him, a placid smile on her face. "You have been asleep for five days straight." She chucked delicately, "I think 'it' worked after all."
"Why did you say I was in impeccable timing?"
"It's time to remove the protective sheet plastered on your face."
"Protective sheet?" he warily lay a hand on his face and found out that there was some sort of papyrus on it.
"We swathed your face with that so it'll be safe from doable irritations."
"What did you do to me?"
"Nothing bad. It was Kurotsuki-taichou's idea. It was a newly improved science that he has been researching for years. We did nothing harmful to you so don't worry about it. We just removed some 'unwanted' scars by 'thawing out' those—I think."
"I think?"
"We're still not sure." She clapped her hands, "Let's start, shall we?"
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"Wow. I never thought you'll look good without your scars." That remarked made Kenpachi flush. She blinked her eyes, "Oh, you're turning red—must been an effect of the medicine." She smiled to guarantee him that it was all right, "It's normal." She looked at the time, "It's about time for the captain's meeting. You should go ahead now. I'll be there after I finished my report."
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The captain's meeting was suppose to be a talk on what's going on in every division but all their attention were diverted to a certain captain—no other than Zaraki Kenpachi. Strange chatters and glances were sent to him; some shinigami's were sneaking at the door, wondering what's going on.
"Do not tell me..."
He was getting more and more infuriated at every second, there's just one way to stop it and it was to—"What are you looking at!" but that gruff-sounding voice didn't made the chatters halt—in fact it even grew louder.
The 'intruders' was already almost inside the conference room; Yamamoto-taichou couldn't take it anymore. He had thought that if he would be patient, they would eventually go off.
Stubborn insolent fools. Yamamoto thought. "Ahem!" he deliberately cleared his throat, "This is a captain's meeting and ONLY captains are allowed to stay here! If none of you—" he didn't finished his threat for the 'intruders' already flew away.
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"We heard that you already know your soul cutter's name." Yamamoto said after the said meeting to confirm.
Kenpachi grinned haughtily, "Your ears are still working properly."
Silence.
"Why, that's a good news then!" Ukitake-taichou broke the silence.
"I do agree." Ukitake's comrade Kyoraku said. And interestingly new face. he added to himself. "Now all you need is a bankai shikai and all of us will live happily ever after!" he remarked drolly.
Yes... that was all what I need...
A/N: WaAh! I can't concentrate on eating the cake! It tastes so good!—kinda like Inoue's (?) I guess I—rather we—have to stop here.
VulcranDune – (my bestfriend takes over the keyboard) Thank u for greeting me! –wags the flag of KenpachixUnohana forever and ever AAAAMMMMEEEEENNN!–