Author's Note: This chapter is extra long because I will not be able to update tomorrow, I will be out of town all day. But, when I return you will all have an update! Please enjoy this one, I hope this all has you understand a little better about [Name]'s past and why things are happening the way they are. Enjoy and please don't forget to review, reviews make the story better!


"Daddy," The young girl shouted, rushing toward the man who held out his arms welcomingly. She giggled with fits of laughter as he plucked her up from the ground and spun her around, while his captain's haruno spun around with the both of them, holding her high above his head. When he was done, he gave her a large hug before placing her back onto her feet.

"I'm glad you're home daddy, I missed you." The much larger man smiled, ruffling the young girl's hair.

"I missed you too, [Name]-chan." You smiled a large toothy smile, glad that your father had returned home. In the doorway, your mother was waiting for him to enter the home, a smile on her face. Reaching out for him, he took her open hand and you all three entered the house together.

"Daddy, did you save the Soul Society today?" Dancing around your father's legs you glanced up at him, he couldn't help but laugh at your question.

"No, not today, [Name]-chan," Noticing the pout on your face he patted your head softly. A smile quickly returned to your face as he grabbed you from your feet and threw you over his shoulder. A scream of laughter filled the warm home, it seemed like nothing could ever tear apart your loving family.


"Kuchiki-san, why are you so mean?" You cried out, rubbing your eyes dry of the tears that fell freely down your cheeks. The older teen looked at you from out of the corner of his eye before turning back toward his sword. His grip tightened onto the wooden training sword as he gridded his teeth; your crying was starting to get to him.

"I'm not mean; I'm telling you the truth." You glared at his back, tears still rolling down your cheeks. You were angrier at the older boy than upset. Balling your hands into fists you tossed them around your body as you planted your feet into the ground, pointing at his back.

"I'll show you! Someday I will become a Shinigami and not just any Shinigami; I will become a Shinigami of my daddy's division!" You screamed at the now shocked boy before turning and running away from him. Byakuya honestly had no idea what had gotten into you today.


"Where am I?" You asked yourself as you continued to wander through the unknown district. You had no idea where you were or how you had gotten here, but you were starting to become a bit worried. Instead of listening to your father and staying close to him while he went to visit a nearby squad, you had wandered far away and out of the Seireitei and now found yourself lost in the middle of the woods.

You stopped in your tracks when you caught a glimpse of what seemed like a small child. Her hair was as pink as the kimono she wore, and her eyes the same color. You wondered what in the world a small child like her was doing out here all by herself. Then, before you knew what was happening, several men appeared from out of the brush, each of them holding a sword.

Your mouth gaped, fearing for the small child you ran forward not thinking about what might happen to yourself. When you saw the first man raise his sword over the child, you had dove in front of her and held out your arms widely. Your actions stopped the man, but only for a second, when he figured out what had happened he only laughed and continued the attack.

"Quick, run away!" You shouted at the little girl behind you who seemed to be distracted by someone else. Your vision was suddenly filled with red as your eyes widened and watched before you as blood spewed from the man's back. You didn't move an inch as the man tumbled to the ground, no longer moving. Slowly, your eyes moved behind the body catching site of a man a thousand times your size.

Fear gripped your body as you looked into his deep green eyes while his long black hair whipped around his face and shoulders. The rags he wore were that of commoners that much was clear to you, but he held a zanpakuto in his hand, the same one that he had used to slash the man's back with. So, was he perhaps a Shinigami like the rest of them? You were unable to question him because you were caught by his gaze, which kept you frozen in place.

It didn't take long before the other men launched at him; he was quick to kill the rest of them. The whole time the short battle raged you were clinging to the small child behind you, cradling her and making sure that nobody was going to attack her. When the fight was over, it seemed that the giant man was the victor as he sat among the dead bodies. Your eyes widened as you looked at the scene before you, never before had you seen anyone die or be killed.

Watching for a moment, you felt the small girl try and crawl from your arms. You allowed her to go, thinking that she was going to leave, but instead shocking you by crawling over toward the man. Fearing for the small child, you ran in front of her, protecting her from him. His gaze was hard as he looked at you while for the second time you threw yourself in front of the small girl.

"Get out of here, kid." He grumbled, "Or I'll kill you too." Your eyes held fear, that was obvious, but behind that fear there was something else, there was a vast amount of courage, the type of courage that came rare in people, including someone as young as her. Gulping, you shook your head and in a stern voice you tried your best to keep it from quivering.

"I won't let you hurt her!" Before the man could reply, a small laughter broke their harsh staring contest. Glancing down, you were amazed that the small child had blood on her hand and was waving it at the man. You didn't understand, this child was not afraid of this scary looking man? Had she not have watched him just kill off those three men as if there was nothing to it?

"What's her name?" You paused; you didn't even know the little girl's name that you had protected.

"I—I don't know. I saw her about to be attack and I ran to protect her." You told him, he seemed to not care one way or another about how the two of you met, but was surprised that you had protected a complete stranger.

"You're either every courageous or very stupid." You clenched your teeth, annoyed with this very scary man who now was starting to seem less scary by the second.

"Courage-chan, Courage-chan," The both of you glanced down at the small girl, who now had a hold of your own kimono, and was chanting what sounded like a new found name that the girl had given you. You became confused, "Courage-chan" was most certainly not your name, but you allowed it to slide. Feeling the cold find its way to you, you shivered. You hadn't noticed until now just how dark it was getting and that started to worry you.

Turning back toward the large man you looked at him, his gaze flickered from the small child toward you.

"D-Do you know how to get back to the Seireitei?" The man grunted, you took that as a yes. Suddenly, you found yourself rather shy toward him and you didn't understand why.

"D—Do you think you could take me back there, please?" The large man continued to sit there, his eyes never leaving your own.

"Why should I?"

"Because, I'm lost and I wanna go home." You felt tears threatening to fall from your eyes. The thought of being lost entered your mind again and you worried that without his help, you would never return home to your family. You brought your hand up to your eyes, wiping away the tears that almost rolled down your cheeks. Hearing a shift, you removed your hands and saw as the large man walked past you.

"Come on," he grunted, heading toward the right direction for your home. You felt a smile crawl to your lips as you started to follow him only to stop after remembering about the small child behind you.

"Wait, what about her?" you asked, worried about leaving her here without anyone to protect her. He stopped as well, turning around he glanced down at the small child before back tracking to pick her up and carry her in his arms. Your mouth gaped, was he trying to tell you that he was going to take care of her?

"Come on, or I'll leave you behind, kid." He ordered, causing you to rush to his side. You glanced up at him, hardly able to see his face due to your height.

"My name isn't 'kid' it's [Name]!" you told him, annoyed with the name 'kid' he kept using for you. You heard him grunt, acknowledging your comment. The both of you walked in silence for what seemed like the longest time before you noticed something, the large white walls of the Seireitei . You cried out in joy before running forward toward the gates, but stopping to turn around and look back at the man who was watching you.

"What's your name?" You shouted back, wanting to know his name so you could thank him properly for all the help.

"Zaraki," That was the name that you were sure you would never forget, and you wished you didn't know how correct you were at that moment.


"Kuchiki-san, you stepped on my foot again!" You cried out in pain as the young boy gridded his teeth. It seemed that he just couldn't get the hang of dancing with a young lady. Being a bit older, you found it harder to be able to tolerate the older boy. Hearing your mother sigh from the sidelines, you glanced over toward her, still in Byakuya's hold as the two of you continued to try to dance.

"Mother, please, I'm going to be late at this rate!" you told her, un-amused with this whole dancing lesson. You heard Byakuya mutter something underneath his breath, something about how stupid and a waste of time all of this dancing was between the both of you.

"But [Name]-chan, you must learn how to dance properly if you are to be married one day." Your mother told you. Sitting beside her, was Byakuya's grandfather who shook his head, agreeing with everything that she said.

"But mother, father said that I was allowed to accompany him with his squad today! If I waste anymore useless time dancing with someone who dances as if they have two left feet—"

"Why you—"

"—then I will never join father at the 11th division!" Your mother sighed, wishing you would for once learn to hold your tongue around other men. It seemed that you were too much like your father when it came to speaking your mind that was one of the many traits that you acquired from him. Finally, your mother saw it useless to argue with you any further and allowed you to leave. Before you left, you heard her apologizing to the head of the Kuchiki house hold, saying something about 'trying it again later'; you figured she was talking about the dance lessons.

Rushing straight for the 11th division you couldn't help but be excited, today would be your first day that you were allowed in your father's division. You were told ahead of time that the men were brutes so he wanted you to stay close at all time; you had learned a long time ago to follow his orders from now on. Reaching the 11th division gates you were overtaken by the vast amount of squad members who were standing around, blocking your way and view.

Pushing through all of them, you tumbled out of the group and out into the opening, wondering what in the world was happening that made them all stand around like they were watching something. Turning your head toward the middle of the circle, time seemed to stop for you. Your eyes widened, your mouth gaped, and you were frozen where you kneeled.

Across the way, your father was laying lifeless on the ground, a man standing above him. You felt a sudden tingling sensation go through your body; you had never felt anything like this before. Climbing to your feet you let out a battle cry and charged forward, your mind was blank and your body seemed to move however if pleased. Raising your balled up hand you were ready to hit him in the back, you never expected him to turn around and grab your wrist, stopping you before you even came close to hitting him.

Your eyes widened his green looking down at you into your own [e/c] colored ones. You started struggling to break from his harsh grasp that he had on your wrist. This man had just killed your father, but why would he do such a thing? He wore the same Shinigami uniform as the rest of your father's division members, so why would he turn his back on his captain and kill him?

"You bastard, let me go!" you cried out. Tears rolling down your cheeks while your body was swinging violently in his hold.

"You killed him, you bastard! You killed my father now let me go!" With these words, the man dropped you and allowed you to scuffle toward your father's limp body. You threw yourself over him, grabbing onto his robes and pulling yourself close to him. Your fingers ran across his scruffy face, wishing that he would just open his eyes and look at you. You could feel his blood seeping into your kimono, his body turning colder by the passing minutes. His skin was pale, nearly white now.

"Get out of the way, kid," his gruff voice ordered you. You slowly turned around to face him; something about him reminded you about someone. Your eyes narrowed, anger building up in you.

"My name isn't kid, it's [Name], you asshole!" The expression on his face changed, he seemed taken aback by your statement. He watched as you turned away from him and continued to cling to your father's body. He was silent for the longest time, the only noise from all 200 members, not including him and yourself, was the sobbing that came from you.

"You're that kid that got lost in the woods, the one who saved Yachiru," You stopped, flinging your body around to look up at him. Your face now covered in a mixture of tears and your father's blood, you looked up at him shocked. Your lips quivered as you never cared to stop the tears, though you couldn't stop them even if you wanted too.

"Z—Zaraki!?"


Your eyes shot open; pushing yourself from the couch you were covered in sweat that had seemed to build up during your sleeping. You inhaled a deep breath that was one dream that you wished you would have never had. You sat up from the couch for a moment longer, your head resting in your hand. You didn't even remember falling asleep in your captain's office. Glancing around, you remembered how this used to be your father's old office.

You wished that you could just forget about it all, but it seemed that even in your dreams you weren't allowed to forget the past. A loud banging noise startled you, causing you to jump and glancing toward the door. From the other side you heard shouting, telling you to come to the captain's room quickly. You felt a twinge in your stomach, how long had it been since you had been in that room?

"Please, [Name]-san, Taichou is hurt!" your eyes widened, Kenpachi was actually hurt? Pushing yourself from the couch, you made your way to the door where you witness a terrified looking Shinigami. He ushered for you to follow him quickly, you did as you were told and followed him to Kenpachi's quarters. Never did you expect to see what you found in the room.