Kenpachi made his way back to the division 11 quarters but as he made his way back he saw many people dressed nicely, some over the edge, for the annual ball. He gave a smirk, knowing none of them would expect to see him in what he had bought. Chuckling lowly at the thought he raised his head ahead and saw Ikaku and Yumichika arguing between each other. Even if he was completely clueless at times, Kenpachi wasn't deaf, he was listening to them bicker about the fight to come tomorrow.
"Idiots," he mumbled under his breath. He overheard Ikaku saying that Kenpachi hands down would win but Yumichika opposed and said the battle would be won on either side. Well, at least they didn't completely lose faith in him. But there was one problem. Where was Yachiru?
"Hey!" the captain called out to his friends.
"Eh?" they both jumped back, startled by their captain standing just before them.
Kenpachi's one good eye stared at them and they both looked at each other with a look of 'Oh my god he's going to kill us.' Ikaku was the one with the balls enough to turn his head to Kenpachi and smirked but Yumichika remained looking like a scared pup. The larger male ignored the looks.
"Where's Yachiru?"
"She's already at the ball. She always leaves early, you know that," Yumichika answered and followed up was Ikaku.
"Now that you mention it, I always wondered why there was never any of the good snacks left."
The captain gave a sigh and moved between his fellow squad members to head back to his housing area. Behind him Ikaku called out. "Oi, captain, ain't you coming?"
But there was no response from Kenpachi.
AN HOUR AND HALF LATER...The spiky haired captain groaned as he looked in the mirror to see his reflection staring back at him. He was late for the ball, as usual. Already past sunset most of the people should have already been there. Ignoring the usual facts, he moved from standing in the bathroom and into his room. A smirk overcame his face as he looked to his clothing. Such perfection, he hoped his little Yachiru would like it. Quickly slipping into his new clothes, he pocketed the small box he bought on the inside of his top, then slipped on his wooden sandals to be on his way.
Making his way through the night he headed towards the fourth division, the ones who were in charge of planning the ball this year. As he reached the front of the division's quarters the low ranked shinigami standing guard couldn't believe their eyes. Standing before them was a whole new man from what they knew , sort of. His hair usually up and spiked was slicked back with a strand of his hair falling against his face to hide the eye patch he commonly wore. His clothing however, although nice, gave away who he was. He had refused to tie the white, floral robe since the white top and black hakama's inside were already making him want sweat. So the robe was left undone and most of his scarred chest was exposed from the white gi-like top he wore. As usual he had his sword tied at his waist.
"What are you gawking at?" he howled at them. They said nothing but gave a bow. Kenpachi rolled his eyes in annoyance and headed through the garden setting till he reached the sliding door of the large division's unknown building. From outside the paper thin walls he saw many of people moving around, chattering away and such. He heaved a heavy sigh as he slipped out of his zori and proceeded up the steps. Gently nudging the front sliding door open some, he poked his head inside to figure out exactly how many people was here. Damn, it was packed.
Fighting with the door, Kenpachi managed to get himself in between the mountains of people that were hanging around the front of the door. He cringed the urge to slay everyone in his path. Just as he took a step forward he felt a hand touch his shoulder. Spinning around he was about to yell but his eyes came into contact with Unohana. No matter how big of a man he was he couldn't bring himself to yell at a woman of her stature or nature.
"Nice to see you decided to join us Captain Zaraki," she said in a coy, innocent voice.
"Uhm yeah," he said dumbly and turned his head away from her to look over the crowd for where his little pink haired companion would be.
"Looking for Yachiru?" she asked, as though she was speaking his mind. In truth she was. Turning his head back to her he gave a gruff nod. In response Unohana raised her hand and pointed towards the back of the room where the refreshments were. No surprise there. "I believe she might be with Captain Kuchiki and Rukia."
Wasting no time he moved away from the front door and fought his way through the crowd by nudging them softly with his elbow. Those who weren't drunk and realized who he was, already were moving out his way. After fighting through the crowd he finally made it towards the back were very few people ever drifted off too, except for drinks, which most already had.
"Where the hell is she!" he roared in anger when he didn't see his beloved Yachiru standing around eating snacks. Moving away from the crowded area, he examined the empty bowls of chips, obvious his little monster was here before. A grunt left his lips and he turned around, only to be startled by a drunk Rukia staring up at him.
"Z-Zaraki..." she hiccuped. The drunk woman wasn't left in the captain's presence for long before Renji came up behind her and tossed her over his shoulder.
"My apologies captain, someone had a bit too much to drink." Renji looked over his shoulder and scowled at Rukia who was giggling like a happy school girl. "Must have mistook the water for sake."
"Again." Zaraki added as he recalled last year nearly killing Byakuya over his drunk sister trying to kiss him. Shaking off the old memory he looked towards Renji with a serious look in his eyes. "Have you seen Yachiru?"
Renji blinked slightly, he hadn't seen the captain so civilized in his life and he knew if he didn't find Yachiru someone's head was going to spin. Taking a nervous gulp he motioned his hand towards the back door that was partly open. A few people were standing around outside dancing to some music. Giving Renji a nod the captain headed out the back door to this time hopefully find his vice captain. It didn't take the captain long to find himself outside. Once again he was disappointed. He didn't see his pink haired companion anywhere. Rather depressed for once in a very long time Kenpachi had every idea of returning back to the house, that was until a voice behind him spoke up.
"Ken-chan?"
