Ken Chan
Ch.1
Knockout!
Zaraki Kenpachi named after the strongest shinigami in every generation, a man who is obsessed with fighting to the point of insanity, a man who became the eleventh squad captain without even knowing his own soul slayers name…and the man, without a fan club. Not that it mattered much he hated pansies like that Byakuya, it made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside whenever he thought of him dead by fans. But right now, Zaraki was napping, he had spent his day trying to teach Yachiru how to kill someone without having to touch them but to no avail…he sighed in his sleep "no one to practice on" a smile came to his lips thinking how Maki Maki, as Yachiru called him had nearly fainted after he proposed it. He was starting to drift back to sleep in the warm summer sun when a shadow loomed over him and blocked his sun, he opened one eye and chuckled as his glance was met with a cheerful smile from his pink haired lieutenant " Moooo Ken chan! your always napping all the time! That tall guy, Byaku- something somthin told me to ask you to take out a few of his fan girls, he cant stand them and he's to noble to do anything about it" He nearly choked on his laughter, which would have been more funny had he been motivated enough to do his hair that morning, he sat up and scratched his head, his long brown hair a tangled shiny mess, he yawned and glanced at Yachiru again " did he now?" he got an enthusiastic nodding from his lieutenant " well I'm not gonna help him with his problems, that's what you get for being so damned pretty." He touched the scar over one eye and shrugged getting up and brushing himself from the dust of the roof, Yachiru blinked at him "you know Ken chan…YOU should have a fan club!"
(Insert screaming, tile cracking and Yachiru squealing here)
Unohana sighed and looked at the still asleep Kenpachi now in one of her hospital beds, or rather, she sighed and massaged her temple, two beds moved together…why did he have to be such a brute! A pink haired girl peeked around the corner, Unohana recognized the 'brutes' lieutenant "oh, Yachiru…are you worried? Its ok…he'll be just fine, seeing as how he only got a bump on the head…now tell me again, just HOW did he manage to fall off a roof?" Yachiru grinned, a little embarrassed, her little pink cheeks growing pinker "oh, Ken chan's just clumsy like that…" Unohana raised and eyebrow and looked back at the lightly snoring man, with a crown of bandages around his head " anyway, shoo shoo…lets let him sleep" she ushered the protesting little girl out and shut the door, her own lieutenant Kotetsu Isane was waiting just outside the door.
"BUT what if he wakes up and no ones there?" Yachiru complained, Unohana paused and thought "yeah your right…he might get upset about being in the hospital (note: he hates the smell) and break through a wall…" she looked very vexed, Isane shifted her brown eyes to the door and then back at her Captain, "Captain…ill watch over him until he wakes and then I will inform everyone in his squad, you have a lot of work to do, what with the twelfth squad in their condition…"
Unohana grimaced " oh yeah…I tried to forget about them…what a stupid Captain, I seriously need to have a word with that Narcissist about turning his own into literal guinea pigs for his creepy science experiments." Isane tightened the beads in her soft grey hair and Unohana turned "very well, I leave him to you."
Isane had waited till her captain was out of sight as well as Zaraki's little one before she entered Zaraki's room and closing the door behind her she sat on the hospital stool beside his bed and making sure he was quite asleep she took out a sketch pad from the folds of her robes and taking a bit of charcoal from the inside packet she began to sketch him. Many feared him and similarly revered him because of it, he was not the best looking guy in the world but in sleep, just the same as everyone, they became peaceful and another person entirely. Isane forced herself to retain a chuckle, imagining Captain Zaraki Kenpachi as a nice person was slightly funny though, she continued her sketch, drawing his peaceful face, his long tangled hair, his long nose, curved lips and the smoothed scars that ran along the expanse of what she could see of his tanned skin.
"I guess" she murmured as she turned her picture around so she could get another view of it "that it works when your unconscious too… how about that?"
She had started to sketch again when she saw him move, only slightly but on of his long bangs moved before his eyes, shading them…this wouldn't do " She blew her own bangs out of her face and placing her drawing in her lap she very carefully reached out with her pale fingers to whisk the hair away…a long fingered hand shot up from the bed and snatched her wrist an inch from his face, Her eyes widened and she nearly lost her balance in the chair, though it did roll back a bit.
Her plain face was red with embarrassment at being caught, Zaraki's eyes looked suspiciously at her for a minute as he blew the hair out of his face anyway, wincing a bit at the pain in his head and the sudden urge to find some air freshener, he knew very well where he was…
Isane winced a bit, "um, Captain Kenpachi…that hurts…" He blinked and then slowly uncurled his fingers from the death grip he had on the girls thin wrist, "mmm…sorry" he grumbled. Isane smiled and the beads in her hair winked in the sunlight "glad you're awake…" His eyes traveled down from her face to the portrait in her lap "glad?"…One eyebrow raised, and then another, he opened his mouth to speak but a knock was heard at the door and a tall bald man came strutting in. "OH good morning Isane, you wouldn't have happened to see my Cap…" he took in the scene before him "CAPTAIN!"
Zaraki rolled his eyes "It's nice to see you too Ikakku, now shut up…your makin my head hurt." Ikakku stifled a bout of laughter and thought about it as he spoke to his captain about what had been going on in his absence "Isane and his captain in a hospital room…how cute was that."
