"Ugh…" she groaned as she regained consciousness. What had happened? Oh yeah, she had tried to leave the Eleventh Division but Zaraki had injected some sort of knockout drugs into her, the bastard. She stood up and tried to open the door, but a split second later her head started to spin in circles. She tried to make it back to the bed, but it was too late. Takahashi moaned and collapsed at the door, victim to the horrible knockout drugs.
Zaraki grinned as he saw the taichou unconscious in front of the door. He scooped her up and was about to deposit her on the bed again when she opened her murky green eyes.
"Hey."
"Pu' me down," she slurred. Zaraki grinned and put her on the bed sitting down next to her.
"Stupid drugs," she muttered as she passed out again. Zaraki didn't leave, though; he simply sat next to Takahashi with troubled eyes. These feelings of his were confusing him, and Zaraki did not like to be confused by anything. Usually "lust" for him meant battle, but now… ugh. He was disturbing himself. Really bad.
He was about to leave, when he thought of something. Oh, hell, he thought as he leaned over Takahashi and kissed her softly on the cheek.
"Hey, big boy," Takahashi murmured. Zaraki, startled, tried to draw back but Takahashi put her arm around his neck, securing him. Zaraki's eyes flitted around nervously, what had he gotten himself into? Takahashi smiled sleepily and kissed him on the lips. Zaraki was in shock. It was his dream come true (well, the dream after killing Ichigo), so why was he so nervous? Probably because he hadn't kissed a girl for a few centuries.
"What's the problem?" Takahashi whispered.
"What's the occasion?" Zaraki asked.
"Hmm?"
"Well, you've never shown any interest in me before, so why are you kissing me?"
"Well, aren't you Mister Blunt? I don't know really… just enjoy it." Zaraki nodded, his common sense probably somewhere on Mars.
"OK-mmph!" Zaraki tried to say as Takahashi's smothered his mouth.
Suddenly, she stopped. Zaraki lifted his head in confusion, and then realized that she had fallen asleep again. Smiling, he left the room, only to see Yachiru, Ikkaku and Yumichika peering nervously outside.
"Ken-Chan! You did it with Hashi-Chan, no!" Yachiru wailed as she started to march towards where Takahashi was sleeping to murder her in her sleep. Zaraki picked her up by the back of her robes to prevent her from doing so.
"One, I didn't do it with her! Two, why the hell are you here?" The three shinigami shifted their feet nervously.
"Well… err… you being… uh… romantically involved with someone… err… was kind of… um… out of the ordinary… eh… and we were kind of… um… curious?" Ikkaku said hopefully.
"What do you have to say for yourself, Yumichika?" Zaraki growled.
"Argh! Yachiru dragged me here screaming 'Ken-Chan is doing it with Takahashi!' So unbeautiful." Yumichika stuttered, then tried to pat down his ruffled his feathers. Ikkaku gaped at him. He had never seen Yumichika look so much a mess.
"Jealous?" Zaraki snickered. Ikkaku looked startled.
"Err… no! I mean… well… kinda…" he muttered.
"No way!" Yumichika screeched. "She called me gay!"
"Still angry about that? No offence, Yumichika, but that just makes you look more gay." Ikkaku said. Yumichika glared at him.
"For all these years I've known you, have you ever thought I was gay?"
"Uh, yeah. A lot."
"Argh! Betrayal of friendship! That's so unbeautiful." Yumichika sobbed and ran away.
"That's scary," Zaraki said, and then reentered the room, leaving Ikkaku with a sobbing Yachiru.
"Err… there, there?" Ikkaku said awkwardly. He had absolutely no idea how to deal with sobbing lieutenant children who were crying about their taichou kissing a girl.
"Shut up baldy!" Yachiru screeched and then proceeded to bang on his head.
"Owie owie owie! Lieutenant, please! Owie!"
In room, Takahashi had woken up and was staring at Zaraki, who had a question for her.
"Why me?"
"Hmm… I don't really know. I mean, your looks aren't really that superb."
"Thanks."
Ignoring him, she continued. "I mean, Kuchiki is about a thousands more attractive than you will ever be."
"Funny, I never really thought that you were the type to examine the looks of men."
"Well, you have to be insane to not notice Byakuya Kuchiki. Other than that, I don't really rate a man's attractiveness."
"You were yelling at him earlier."
"Just because the man is a sex god doesn't mean I have to like him." Zaraki snickered.
"Sex god, eh?"
"Duh. Jealous?"
"How could I not be?"
"Calm down, dude. You're the guy I kissed, not him. Ooh, if I could kiss Kuchiki…" Zaraki scowled, wishing the drugs would kick in.
"Aww… I was kidding! Well… not really… but I want you, not him. Well… you more than him. Come here…"
She reached out and kissed him, and he leaned forward and lay down next to her.
"You know, I've never been in love before. Never like this," Zaraki said softly.
"Nor I. Kuchiki doesn't count." Zaraki glared at her.
"Don't bring up that pansy."
"Okay."
"In fact, no talking."
"I don't think we'll be able to." With that, she kissed him again.
By now, Yachiru had spread the news of Zaraki's girlfriend throughout the Soul Society. But Zaraki and Takahashi didn't really care at all, because what they were doing was much more important.
