This was a pretty rough chapter to write. I wanted to keep it light for the most part but it's hard when dealing with abuse and PTSD. I am also struggling with how to have Kenpachi react because we really never get to see him have a softer side. I am also sorry for ending this chapter on a cliff hanger but this chapter already had so much, it would have been hard to include a full detailed outline of what happened to our little Hana, but look forward to seeing it next chapter.

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(Flashback from that morning)

Hana peered over his shoulder watching as his entrance was deeply plundered by his large lover. He watched with lidded eyes, as Kenpachi gripped his waist tightly and thrusted into him, keeping a slow pace, and trying to contain himself. Hana buried his head in his pillow with a shudder as his lover grazed over his prostate.

He whimpered in frustration at the pace Kenpachi had chosen, raising his hips slightly, begging for more friction.

"Damn flower, your hole is so tight. Fucking heaven" Kenpachi said as he bent down to nip at Hanas back, maintaining the same pace.

"Ken p-please…" Hana wasn't sure of how much more he could take. He wanted more. So much more.

"Whatcha want, flower ?" Kenpachi asked, smiling his usual toothy grin. He knew what Hana wanted, he just wanted him to beg for it.

Hana whined into his pillow, realizing what Kenpachi was playing at and although he hated this game, it turned him on so much.

"Ken please, I want you."

"You have me, babe, I'm right here." Oh, how Kenpachi loved this game.

Being stubborn, Hana wiggled his hips a little, non-verbally begging for more. Kenpachi chuckled lightly at this, realizing he needed to coax his little lover a bit more to get what he wanted. He adjusted Hana's body so that his hips were higher in the air and legs spread further apart, allowing him to plunge deeper into his Hana, while continuing to barely graze his prostate.

Although he was slowly falling apart, Hana couldn't help but think that morning sex may have just become his favorite...

Hanas face burned a bright red realizing where his mind had just been. He shook his head lightly, trying to clear his head of the erotic thoughts that were turning him on. He slowly started to restock the medical supply closet as his mind wandered again... 'Kenpachi constantly demands sex, and while that would have normally frightened me, he seems to unlock my own hidden desires. Still, I can not believe that I would be thinking about such a thing, at work! But I simply can't help how happy I have been recently. I have spent the majority of the last two months spending time with Kenpachi. And although the sex is, for lack of better words, mind-blowing and overly satisfying, we do so much more. He only shows that side to me, his kinder side, his affectionate side. Sometimes we talk for hours about anything and everything. On occasion, we would joke around and laugh until my stomach is in knots. Other times we sit in quiet, listening to each others breathing, as we hold each other. I never thought that I would ever be this happy.' Hana smiled when he thought about how much he loved his Ken-chan, and how much he loved him back.

Too caught up in thinking about his Ken-chan, Hana didn't hear his name being called numerous times. His shoulder was suddenly grabbed and shaken to grab his attention. Hana's body stiffened, instantly as his attention was diverted. His heart raced in his chest and his breathing became short and labored. 'No, Kami, PLEASE, Not again', was Hana's last thought before he slipped into the darkness.

Kenpachi was having a damn good day and every one of his subordinates could tell. The man has been grinning from ear to ear since the moment he walked into his division. Ikkaku and Yumichika were the first to notice the difference in their captain's mood about two months ago. They had never seen the man so happy, not even when he had been sent on a hollow fighting mission. Captain Zaraki hadn't told them the cause of his good mood but thanks to Yuchiru, they knew that he was dating the fourth divisions, 7th seat. They didn't give a shit who it was, or their division, as long as they made each other happy. They couldn't wait for the man to tell them himself so that they could meet the source of their captain's happiness. The other division members had heard that their Captain had started to date some random kid from the fourth division, and although some of them were a bit pissed about it, they were more than content to have a happy Captain, especially on days like today when the man was walking on sunshine.

Kenpachi just couldn't stop smiling that big toothy grin. He had gotten to wake up next to the most beautiful man he had ever met. Then he got to fuck that same guy into oblivion. Next, he got an earth-shattering blow job in the shower before showing up at his division to find Ichigo Kurosaki, looking to train with him. His Hana, sex, and fighting. All of his favorite things, and he got to indulge in all three, IN THE SAME DAMN DAY. He felt like the luckiest man in all of Seireitei.

He was laying on the bleachers of his division's training ground when he saw a black butterfly circling his head. His large smile only grew larger, excited for the mission he was sure he was being sent on. He reached out to the butterfly to receive the message, and as he listened his smile fell. It was Unohana's voice but her usual cheerfulness was nowhere to be heard. "Captain Zaraki, I need you to come to the Fourth division immediately." That was all the message relayed but he didn't need to hear any more. And as his smile had fallen earlier, now, so did his heart. He knew it was Hana, his Hana…

Captain Unohana was speaking with a member of her division when she felt Captain Zaraki's reiatsu flaring in rage and anxiety. His reiatsu was searching for her, knowing that once he found the gentle captain, he'd find Hana. Although this situation was in no way humourful, she couldn't help but release a pained chuckle as she watched a few of her healers go unconscious because of the raging reiatsu headed their way. This whole situation felt like a poorly executed joke, who would have thought that Kenpachi would come to the rescue of her beloved seventh seat. An odd case of an unexpected savior is what she would call this.

"Unohana, where is he ?!" Before Kenpachi could see her, he felt her. He turned the corner and saw her standing, seemingly waiting on his arrival.

"Captain, before I show you to him I implore you to reign in your reiatsu, you are disturbing my division members from going about their responsibilities !" Oh… Kenpachi hadn't even realized that he had let most of it run loose. Whatever, he didn't really give a shit as long as he could see his flower. He did what was asked of him and then stared after the other captain, waiting.

Without another word, Unohana turned and led the larger man to a long hallway, walking past a few doors before stopping outside of one. Before entering, she was stopped.

"W-wait… hold on. Tell me what happened to him." Kenpachi had been in such a rush to see Hana, he didn't realize that he didn't actually know why he was here, and honestly, he wasn't excited to find out why.

Unohana turned and looked into his eye. She desperately wanted to lift his eyepatch covered eye to see what emotions lay underneath. She released the breath she had been holding on a shaky sigh, today had been exhausting.

"He fainted. I was not present when the incident occurred but I was told that when another healer was trying to get his attention he lightly shook his shoulder. A simple action but I believe we both know the influence this can have on someone of Hana's nature…" Kenpachi knew exactly what she meant. The kid was very comfortable with his captain lover but he still didn't talk or interact much to others, which was the only reason that Kenpachi hadn't told his division about him. "... I'm concerned. He seems to have made no progress in the last two months, even with your influence. I know it is hard but.." she hesitated to say the next few words. They could be received very poorly and if that was to happen Hana would be the one to feel the repercussions.

"Just tell me, if it'll help him, I'll do it"

Unohana sighed again, begging Kami that Kenpachi would stay true to his words. "He needs to talk to someone about the abuse. He needs to tell his story. If not to me, then you, or someone who can help him sort his thought and emotions." She watched Kenpachi as he stared at her with a blank face. She took this as a good thing since it meant he was truly thinking about her words. Kenpachi nodded at her but didn't say another word as he opened the door and walked in.

Kenpachi stood and stared at Hana for a while. Hana was laying on a small hospital cot with his back to Kenpachi but the older man could tell by his breathing that he was awake.

"Kitten ?" Hana jolted, obviously caught off guard by his voice. He turned to face his lover with a small smile. "How ya feeling, babe? I was worried aboutcha." Kenpachi walked closer allowing him a better view of Hana's face, and that's when he realized that he was crying. "Don't cry, flower, please don't cry". But his words did nothing but make Hana cry harder. He scooped his little lover up into his lap, covering his body with his own and let him cry. It wasn't until several moments had passed when the crying subsided and Hana seemed to melt into Kenpachi's arms, soaking up the affection that the larger man was showing him.

Kenpachi leaned down to kiss Hana's forehead, needed some sort of affectionate touch to pass through them both before he proceeded, not knowing how his fragile lover may react to his words. "Hana, baby, what happened ?" Silence.

"Flower… tell me" this time Hana noticed the words were more of a command than a question. He was still silent, though, thinking over what he should even say. Kenpachi knew there was more to his behaviors than just his shyness, they both knew.

"I was so scared, Kenny. When I felt that hand… I thought…" Hana didn't want to finish his sentence for fear that it would somehow become a reality. Kenpachi sighed. Unohana was right, Hana needed to speak about what had happened, not just the fainting, everything!

"Hana, baby, you know what I want to know. I want to help, please let me help." Silence. Kenpachi knew that Hana needed time to think so he gave him that time. It had been almost 45 minutes when he became concerned. He looked down trying to gauge Hana's reaction but couldn't see because of how he had buried his face into the other man's chest. And so Kenpachi just continued to wait. He was not a patient man but he would do anything for the man he held in his hands and close to his heart.

15 more minutes had gone by, a full hour since he had basically ordered Hana into a confession. Kenpachi wasn't sure that words would be helpful at this point so instead, he decided to speak with his actions. He tilted Hana's face up to face his own, noticing that his eyes were swimming with tears, emotions, and confusion. He pressed a small kiss to his forehead, before placing one on each of his eyelids, going down to kiss each cheek, and then pressing a slow but passionate kiss to his small pink lips. At first, Hana didn't react, confused by the captain's actions, but he couldn't resist when he was kissed. Kenpachi licked Hana's lips lightly, asking for entrance. Hana granted him access as he slowly turned more of his body into the embrace, his body calming as he did.

They continued at this languid pace, Kenpachi showing Hana how much he loved and needed him, and Hana soaking up the love he never thought he deserved.

Desperately needing air, Hana broke the kiss and stared up into his lover's eye, tracing the eyepatch that hid the other. He was surprised to see how much worry was riddled behind a layer of lust. He smiled, a small smile but a smile nonetheless before laying his head back onto his Ken-chans chest, lightly tracing over his enormous pectoral muscles.

Hana sighed loudly, willing himself to be braver and to trust that Kenpachi with his darkest secret. And then he spoke.

"It began my first year at the academy..."