I opened my eyes to see two faces hovering over me. The first was one in knew too well. Akihito. I blinked several times, wondering what had happened and where I was. The bed felt unnaturally rough, uncomfortable. It wasn't an infirmary bed though, for the room was to dark in shades.

"Ne, Ne, Aki-chan! She's awake! Aki-chan!" Came the high pitched voice. I looked to the second person in the room to behold a pink haired child. I sweat dropped. Why was a child in the room with me?

I noticed looked to Akihito, whose face was inches from mine. I shot up a hand to meet it and pushed it away. "What are you trying to do? Kiss me?"

Akihito's face took on a smirk and he opened his mouth to make what I could only guess would be some smart remark.

"Unless he want's to suffer the wrath of a jealous girlfriend and sleep alone tonight he won't." Rang out a voice that was entirely to sweet to be natural. The three of us all looked over to see the platinum blond beauty that could only be Karie. I sent a forced smile her way and she returned it with one that was real. She was a sweet girl, and if she wasn't going out with Akihito, then perhaps I would like her. She had everything. She came from a noble family and had a fortune at her dispense, she was a powerful healer who had already had her named learned with captain Unohana, and most importantly, she had Akihito.

Akihito walked up to her, a smirk on her face. "Ah but I don't think you could last that long without me, could you?" He teased back, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her into a small kiss. I sat up and looked away, utterly disgusted.

"Eww, Ken~chan said that people like you should get a room. He said that kissing is where babies come from. Are you two gonna have a baby?"

I had all but forgotten about the pink haired child. I looked to her and let out a small chuckle. "I don't think I know you?"

She hopped up to the bed and sat on my lap, looking at me with a big grin as she rested her head in her hand. "Wow Kanashii~chan, It's kinda sad that you don't even know who your own lieutenant is isn't it?"

Kanashi~chan? Before I could ask why she had called me that, I was interrupted by Akihito.

"Yah, this is the lieutenant of squad 11, apparently she want's us to call her Yachiru. Right now you are in the squad barracks, my bed. The head captain sent for me when you fainted out of the blue."

I looked down, suddenly recalling all the previous days events. I did not want to think of it. I wanted to believe it was all a dream. Maybe it was, maybe going so long without feeding was driving me insane. Perhaps that would be best, to be locked up in a jail cell where I couldn't hurt anyone. No more killings, no more Yachiru's.

That name, it plagued my nightmares. Kenpachi Zaraki. Back then he did not have a name. Everyone just called him it, even me. It was terrible of us, terrible of me, who was more of a monster than him. I was a hypocrite and the worst kind. In fact the only person who had never called him anything like that, was Yachiru. She was gone, and it was my fault.

I looked over at the little Yachiru and smiled softly, a sad smile. I wondered how long it had taken him to find the little pink haired girl. He must have been lonely, and in pain. I knew all too well how is was to be alone. However, I had never known how lonely it was to be alone after having someone. I don't think I ever would want to. What I put the eleventh division captain threw was worse than death.

"Zlorecile, are you alright?" Akihito said gently, shaking my shoulder. I looked up, snapping out of my trance. I was looking to deeply into things. I was sure it was not as bad as my heart was telling me it was.

"I need to talk to the captain." I said, my voice near the breaking point.

Akihito and Karie opened their mouths to say something, but Yachiru came to my rescue. She bounced down, grabbed my hand and started to drag me away before anyone, including myself, could blink.

The door to the captain's office slammed open and shut so hard I wondered for a moment whether or not it would break. I shrugged it off, I had more pressing matters to deal with. One of which being the towering seven foot man standing in front of us.

In his presence, I nearly balked. I wanted to run, and not be the bearer of bad news. I would rather be in the fourth division than in the eleventh with this man. He stared down at me with cold, emotionless eyes, as if waiting for me to leave. Yachiru was bouncing next to us, her lips were moving but I could hear no words. By the way he was staring at me, I doubted he heard them whether.

My mind raced desperately for something, anything to say. How to start the conversation. How to inform him that I had utterly and completely failed in switching divisions. When no words came to mind, I got on my knees and bowed low to the floor, my forehead touching the cold wood.

"Yachiru, out."

"Ken~Chan!"

"Now"

I heard the pitter-patter of feet running out the door before it slammed once again. My heart stopped , not knowing if he was waiting for me. I spoke first. "Forgive me, I- I went to fill out the division transfer form, but the head captain stopped me, He refused my request, I- I'm sorry."

A curse rang out from his mouth and I felt him grab the color of my shihakuso, dragging me to my feet, toes, and then off the ground to face him. His face inches from mine. It was painful, but I bore with it.

"Did you try everything? Why won't he let you switch?" He demanded.

"He feels that this is the safest place for me.. He.. I don't know."

I felt a shiver go through my body at my words for some unknown reason. The large man set me back down on my feet and I looked up into hiss eyes and saw a glint of something in them. I couldn't identify what though, at least not until he smirked and leaned in, his lips centimeters from mine, making it so that his breath tickled my lips when he spoke.

"So if he were to deem you weren't safe here, he would transfer you out?"

I felt nauseous at his words, recognition growing in me. "I guess so." I braved, trying to push thoughts out of my mind. This man was a killer, fearful of being attacked I tried to discern how fast I could pull my zanpakuto out of its slot to defend myself before he had a chance to kill me. The answer was simple, not enough.

What he did next though, was far different than what I had thought he would do, and at the same time worse. He grabbed me and pulled me close, his hand in an area it should not have been. His eyes never left mine, not even as he spoke. "You're not a virgin are you?"

The question made me blush something terribly. I now saw his plan and refused to allow him to do something like that. Without thinking I lifted my arm and slapped him across the face, my naturally sharp nails caught on his eye patch though, and swept it off.

I hadn't expected what came next. As the eye patch disappeared, something else replaced it. A reiatsu, the likes of one I had only felt once before. Like the last time, I felt the same need. Before, I had ran. I had ran as far away as possible, and then gone into a shock induced state.

This time was different, I couldn't escape. The delicious aura of it was something that was begging me to try it. I stared at his lips, I could just imagine how it would feel. I needed to feed anyways, I had needed to do so for a while now. I NEEDED to.

"Surprised your still st-" The large captain had started to talk, but no longer able to help it, I cut him off, my lips meeting his.

It was as if my thoughts were swirling in confusion and bliss. The thirst in this kiss as I sucked out his rich spiritual energy. The rational part of my mind, the one my body refused to listen to, knew this was dangerous. He could surf my memories freely when I did this, but men rarely did. Usually they were focused on something else. A feeling that accompanied the kiss.

I knew it was true when I felt his hand that was still wrapped around me hold me even closer. Both of us suffering from a carnal desire not found in nature, I let go and wrapped my arms around him. He leaned me back and on to the couch behind us, his left hand intertwining with my hair, succeeding in messing it up. His right hand began to travel up my shirt. Our tongues mixed in a sinful dance as neither of us stopped for breath, somehow we managed to keep going. He ground into me, and I pressed against him. Reiatsu fluctuating wildly. I felt that if I fed forever of this guy, then he would still never run out.

"Later" I heard him growl against my lips. I realized someone had knocked on the door but didn't pay any mind to it, at least not until I heard my name being called out by a very familiar voice.

"Z-Zlorecile..." He called out again, and my eyes trailed just enough to see Akihito standing in the doorway.

It had never happened before, I had never felt the urge to stop feeding. It was as if all the desire from earlier was gone. With a great amount of effort I managed to get the captain to stop kissing and groping me. He looked down at me with a shocked expression, as if he was unsure what had happened and how it had happened. I looked at Akihito, who was still staring at me with a shocked expression, and something else I couldn't read. Desperately, I kneed the captain in the stomach. He probably barely felt it, but he got off of me and along with Akihito, just continued staring dumbstruck a me. I looked wide eyed at the man I loved and stood up.

"Akihito... This isn't what you think!"

Glossary:

Kanashi: sorrow or sad.