Author's Note: I'mmmmm backkkkkkkkk! Convention is over, no more panel research. . .Oh, and here's the big reason I haven't updated. . .My mother loves to check her spam mail, looking at all those 'coupons' that they send. Andddddd. . . Some kind of virus infected the computer, causing me to wipe it clean to save it and thus I lose ALL of what I had typed. I've been too mad to try and type again. . . So, lets give this another try.

AND! A big thank you to: Les Reves Doux for poking me and asking if I was alive. This chapter is for you!

Kenpachi and Yukino Part 3

Kenpachi burst into the Squad Four barracks, a near panicked look on his face as he grabbed the nearest Shinigami and slammed him into the wall.

"Where's m' wife?" He snarled.

"Captain Zaraki! Please unhand him!" Lieutenant Isane said, rushing to her squad members defense.

Kenpachi dropped the squad member, who rushed away, terror painted across his face.

"You need to keep calm Captain Zaraki. Captain Unohana is working with her right now. They've already got the baby out, and we're working on saving her." Isane explained gently.

"Wha' do ya mean yer workin' on savin' her?" Kenpachi growled, tensing up. "Wha' happened?"

"Her spiritual energy started to drain fast. We removed the baby because it was causing it. The baby is fine, healthy, and large." Isane said gently, her hand going to her zanpakuto all the same. "If you are calm enough, I am permitted to take you to your wife, as your spiritual energy will be more sorely needed. This problem shouldn't happen again as long as you regularly feed your spiritual energy into her. Captain Unohana is working with Captain Kurotsuchi on finding different ways to transfer energies between the two of you."

Kenpachi stopped and took a deep breath, letting it out through his nose. "All right. Let me see 'er."

Isane led him further away from the room and further back to the more intensive care rooms, stopping briefly to allow Kenpachi to see his son.

"He's so little." Kenpachi growled softly, touching his sons forehead.

Isane gave a soft laugh and began to lead him toward where Yukino was. "Most would say he was big."

When Kenpachi got to Yukino, he was struck by two things: How pale she was, and how absolutely tiny she seemed on a white bed, blood still staining the sheets around her from where they had cut his son from her stomach.

He took her hand, and nearly dropped it as he felt his spiritual energy begin to pull from his body and absorb into hers. "Take as much as ya need, Yukino. Take it all if ya need."

"That shouldn't be completely necessary." Captain Unohana said coming up from behind him with Captain Kurotsuchi in tow. "We've got her stabilized, and with the child out of her, she'll start replenishing her spiritual energy on her own now. A little will help with the healing process though."

"Fascinating stuff." Mayuri muttered, writing down more notes. "Good to know in case something like this happens with my wife."

Retsu and Kenpachi turned toward the painted captain, shocked looks on their faces.

"Congratulations Captain Kurotsuchi." Retsu was the first to recover. "When will I be seeing this lucky woman for a check up?"

"I'm perfectly capable of administering my own check ups." Mayuri snapped.

"It's as much a psychological thing as anything else, Captain Kurotsuchi. Sometimes, women need to talk to other women about things going on in their lives." Retsu explained gently.

"You think I'm abusing my wife?" Mayuri snarled softly, eyes glinting dangerously.

"No." Retsu answered just as softly, pasting her pleasant smile on her face. "There are just things that women prefer to talk to women about, rather than their husbands. We call it 'girl talk'."

Mayuri snorted and turned to Yukino again, eyes roaming over her in a cold fashion before he scribbled down some more notes. "You said she suffered from spiritual energy depletion while she was toward the midway point of her pregnancy? She was tired a lot?"

Retsu nodded to both questions.

"I'm going to safely assume it's the father's fault." Mayuri wrote down some more notes. "You'll need to come to Squad Twelve for some tests to help confirm this, of course."

Kenpachi grunted, but nodded, turning his attention back to Yukino.

"She'll probably wake up in a day or two. It's best that you just let her regain as much of her spiritual energy as possible on her own. Otherwise, her body might become dependent on yours." Retsu told Kenpachi softly.

"Ya said tha' transferring my spiritual energy into 'er would help. It didn't." Kenpachi said flatly.

"You have a lot more spiritual energy than Yukino does. Even if she trained for the rest of her life, nonstop, she wouldn't catch up to you. She's strong, we know, but you will always be stronger. In turn, your child demanded a lot more spiritual energy as it was growing. It's normal. Everyone woman goes through it. Most fathers are used to being around their pregnant wives, and their spiritual energy gets drawn out through simple touches. Most Shinigami never even realize its happening." Retsu explained.

Mayuri stopped his notes for a minute, then began to scribble anew. "I'll take my notes and begin at least working on a way to help the woman keep spiritual energy within her, or find another way to feed it to her future children. Please come to the Squad Twelve barracks as soon as possible, Zaraki."

"Whatever, Clown." Zaraki muttered.

Retsu decided to leave the large captain with his wife, and followed Mayuri out.

Yukino woke up, her hand immediately tracing a slow path from the bed and up her up, slowly to her stomach. She panicked when she felt the flat skin.

"Shh."

Yukino forced her eyes open, focusing on Kenpachi's face as he reached for her hand, holding it in his large one. "The boy's fine." He told her. "Ya did good."

"He's fine?" She managed to croak, squeezing the large Captain's hand hard, making sure he was real. "Our son. . .We have a son?"

Kenpachi nodded, giving her hand a squeeze back.

"Good! You're awake!" Retsu said as she entered the room. "We've been pumping breast milk from you to feed your son, but as soon as we give a quick checkup, you can breast feed him for the first time."

Yukino nodded and tried to push herself up, but finding she still lacked a lot of her strength. Without a work, Kenpachi slid a arm underneath her shoulders and helped her up into a sitting position, fluffing pillows up behind her.

"Let's get this check up over with. I need to meet my son. . .And name him?" Yukino turned to Kenpachi questioningly.

"I didn't name the brat." Kenpachi grunted.

Yukino stared in wonder as her son latched onto her nipple, hungrily suckling her breast as Kenpachi watched.

"He's big." Yukino said softly. "No wonder I felt like there was an army in there."

"He's tiny." Kenpachi argued.

Yukino smiled and looked up from the suckling babe, and staring at her husband. "He is little, to us, but compare him to other babies, and he is huge. I think we might have had the largest baby so far in the Seireitei."

Kenpachi grunted, but reached out and touched his son's small hand, amazed when the little fingers curled around his large one. "Wha' are we gonna name 'im?"

"How about. . .Michio? It means, man with the strength of three thousand." Yukino suggested.

"I like it." Kenpachi grinned. "Sounds like my boy!"

Yukino grinned back, returning her gaze to her still suckling son. "My little Michio. He'll be so strong, and make himself someone that the Seireitei will never forget. . . .For good reasons." She said the last while sliding her gaze to Kenpachi. "I want him to have good and proper training Kenpachi. I don't want him taught how to fight by a bunch of thugs. He needs to learn all he can about different fighting styles, proper fighting styles, and kido."

Kenpachi tsked and looked away. "He'll learn enough from me and the others."

"No, he won't. Not everyone can become Captain the way you did Kenpachi. You should want more for your son than what you have." Yukino spoke softly, wishing she could reach out and touch the large captain. "Please think about what I'm saying."

Kenpachi pulled his finger out of his sons grip and walked out of the room, leaving Yukino worrying her lower lip. She wondered if she had somehow hurt her husbands feeling.

Kenpachi made his way back toward his squad barracks, fuming slightly over what Yukino had said to him. He planned on sending his son to the Shinigami Academy, did she take him for some kind of idiot? He was strong, but he wished he knew kido like some of the other captains. He wished he had a Bankai to call upon. He wanted all these things for his son. What was wrong with him also learning to fight amongst Squad Eleven?

"Captain Zaraki. Mayuri-sama send me to fetch you. He said he would like to run those tests now."

Kenpachi turned to find Nemu standing before him, bowing slightly.

"Whatever. Let's get it over with." Kenpachi muttered, following the Squad Twelve Lieutenant so he could be poked and prodded with needles.

Yukino bounced Michio on her knee as the baby fussed. The poor little guy had not been feeling well for a while now, and Retsu assured it that it was just because he was teething. Still, the baby always seemed a little bit happier when Kenpachi was around, letting the little guy gum his finger while Kenpachi just sat and talked with Yukino.

Things had been different since he left the hospital that days, months back. He was more distant, in ways, yet he was more affectionate than she had ever seen him. He was always touching her, skin to skin. Rather it was running a hand up and down her arm, or just massaging her neck gently with one hand.

Michio let out a cry, breaking Yukino from her thoughts. "Shh. Daddy will be home soon. I promise. Don't cry." Yukino crooned softly to the little boy.

As if hearing the desperation in her voice, Kenpachi strode through the door and scooped their son out of her arms and held him close to his chest. "What's the fuss lil' man. Givin' ya mom a hard time?"

"He's just a little fussy." Yukino murmured. "Of course, he was fussy all last night too."

"Why didn't ya wake me?" Kenpachi asked, turning to look at her. "I would of set with 'im for a while so ya could get some sleep."

"I know you would have, but you're the Captain of Squad Eleven, and have more important things to do than spend all night up, carrying around a fussy teething baby." Yukino sighed softly. "Besides, Yamichika would give me so much sh- I mean, crap, if you came in, in a bad mood. Lack of sleep does that to people, you know."

"They would of lived." Kenpachi answered back, rocking his son slowly as the little guy began to drift off. "Maybe we should look a' getting a nanny or something. Ya haven't been able to work out or nothing' since we had Michio. Ya are tired all the time and ya looked stressed." Kenpachi suggested.

"I'm his mother and I can-"

"I'm not saying ya are doing a bad job or nothing Yukino. But do ya seriously think tha' the Lieutenant's or Captain's that are female and pregnant are gonna quit and be mom's only? Ya are pretty much my freakin' co-captain. Ya do all the paper work for the squad, and ya have been trying to keep that up on top of dealing with Michio. Ya gonna wear yourself out." Kenpachi told her softly, moving to sit Michio in the cradle that they had in the corner of their room. "Besides, before too much longer, we are gonna have to start thinking 'bout having another one. Ya can't help yer spiritual energy if ya ain't working on building it up again."

Yukino bit at her lower lip, turning away from Kenpachi. "I feel like a failure as a mom. I just can't seem to get it right. I took care of all those kids from the Zaraki district, but I can't handle my own. . ."

"No one said it was ever gonna be easy." Kenpachi murmured, kneeling down in front of her. He tilted her head up, rubbing a thumb across her cheek bone. "Ya are doin' great, I think. Don' worry about it."

Yukino nodded and leaned into Kenpachi's touch, enjoy the brief kiss he pressed to her brow.

"Want me to start lookin' for a nanny tomorrow?" He asked, getting up.

Yukino nodded.

"'Kay. Then I expect ya to begin work outs with the squad as soon as we get one. Ya are lagging behind woman."

Yukino snorted and send an arrogant smirk Kenpachi's way. "Give me a week and I'll be running circles around your men."

Kenpachi chuckled darkly, then leaned down, pressing a hard kiss to her mouth. "I believe it when I see it, woman."

"So, if you need me, I'll just be in the court yard training. Seriously, if anything is wrong at all, or you think that the breast milk in the fridge smells weird, I can always come in and breast feed him. . ."

"Yukino." Kenpachi cut his wife off, sliding his eyes over to her with a warning look. "Michio will be fine. Get ya ass out to the court yard an' begin ya training woman or ya'll be running lapse till the sun goes down."

Yukino glared at Kenpachi, but gave one last lingering look to the nanny and walked out of the room. It had taken Kenpachi almost a week to find a nanny he liked. Then he made sure the nanny had a room next to the nursery. . .also new. He insisted that the baby be in a different room. He wasn't going to have a woman entering his room that wasn't his wife, or Yachiru.

"Good to know he holds something sacred." Yukino muttered as she made it to the court yard, stopping as she was faced with the near entirety of Squad Eleven.

"The baby finally learn to let go of your teat long enough for you to come play?" One of them joked.

Yukino bared her teeth at him, and without a second thought, leapt on the squad member, punching him square in the nose.

She was satisfied with the crunch sound that followed, and the spurt of blood that splashed up her arm.

"Anyone else want to make a smart remark about my son or myself? Because I've got nearly a year of pent up energy, anger, and hormones to unleash on all of your asses, we clear?" Yukino snarled as Ikkaku lifted her off the near sobbing squad member.

"Someone get him to Squad Four to get him fixed up." Ikkaku ordered as he pushed Yukino toward a training ring. "And if you're that eager to jump into a fight Yukino, let's go."

Yukino took a deep breath through her nose, then let it out through her mouth. She did this a few times before she shook her head no. "Not just yet, Ikkaku. I need to do some stretches and meditate. I haven't talked to my Zanpakuto in a long time."

Ikkaku gave a sharp nod and pointed to a corner of the garden that was cleared out of almost everything except the grass that grew. "Take it over there then."

Yukino gave a mocking salute, smirking at Ikkaku, who smirked back, and made her way to the corner, sitting down to meditate.

"She broke 'is nose?" Kenpachi smirked as Yamichika relayed the story of Yukino's grand re-entrance to Squad Eleven. "Good for 'er. Make sure he is runnin' laps for the next week. He'll learn quickly not to mess with 'er."

"It will be done, Captain." Yamichika replied, flipping his hair. "Oh, and it seems that most of the squad is in love with Yukino-san. They find her, and her actions, most beautiful."

Kenpachi let out a growl that had his fifth seat smirking. "It's true Captain. They are watching her stretch as we speak."

Yukino felt like yelling in frustration. Every time she peaked over her shoulder, most of the Squad looked like they were in some kind of trance as they watched her stretching. You would think they would have better things to do. Apparently not though.

As she spread her feet apart and then stretched down to touch her left foot, she heard someone sigh in appreciation. She snapped up, ready to kill whoever did it when Kenpachi burst out of the barracks and rushed his way toward her.

Yukino felt like a deer in the sights of a predator, unable to move to do anything. The next thing she knew, Kenpachi had her pressed against the wall, and his tongue in her mouth. She let out a whimper as her eyes slid closed, and her arms wrapped around her neck.

When he pulled away, and she felt dazed, she felt amusement as he looked over his shoulder and the squad went scurrying away.

"What was that about?" Yukino asked, knowing there was probably some stupid kind of smile on her face.

"They need to find there own woman an' stop lookin' at mine." Kenpachi growled, learning down to nip at her bottom lip.

Yukino smirked and bit his lip a little hard, drawing some blood. "Spar with me some Kenpachi. Ikkaku offered, but now it seems he's busy directing those idiots to do something useful."

"Ya won' beat me." Kenpachi grunted.

"It's not about beating you." Yukino slapped his arm playfully. "It's about getting some practice in. You won't pull your hits just because I'm your wife. You aren't going to try and kill me either. You know my limits as well as I know. So, it will be a good practice for me."

Kenpachi stared into her violet eyes for a minute before he nodded. "Not here though. Don' need those idiots starin' at ya like they got a right."

"Lead on Captain."

Kenpachi grabbed her around the middle and slung her over his shoulder before taking off.

"Put me down you brute! What are people going to say when they see me?" Yukino squealed, laughing all the same.

"Get their faster doin' it my way." Kenpachi answered, but shifting her around until he was holding her in his arms.

Yukino stuck her tongue out at him, but relaxed into the hold. If he was willing to expend some energy getting them there, she wasn't going to stop him. She'd need all the energy she could get to just dodge most of his attacks. During her pregnancy, watching him train had been one of the few things she had enjoyed doing. It got her blood pumping. If she was honest, it got her pretty excited too. Not that any of those urges had been acted on. Until Kenpachi had started sharing his spiritual energy with her, he'd avoided her like the plague.

So lost in thought, it took her a few seconds to realize that Kenpachi had stopped running, and they were in some kind of meadow.

Kenpachi set her on her feet, one arm still wrapped around her shoulders as she looked around.

"It's beautiful here." Yukino told him. "I never got to explore much of the Seireitei since I became pregnant so fast. I'll have to do so soon."

"I come 'ere a lot to jus' think." Kenpachi admitted. "Away from everyone else. Not many come 'ere."

Yukino made a small noise in her throat as she took in all the wild flowers growing around them, swaying gently in the breeze. "You realize that I've been here a year now? Well, over a year, actually. It's so hard to believe it." She said softly. "I never thought I'd be a mother, or be married! Least of all to a Captain of one of the Thirteen Court Squad Guards."

"If it makes any difference, I never thought I'd be married either." Kenpachi murmured. "Had no plans for a woman in my life."

Yukino was quiet for a few moments before she stepped out of Kenpachi's embrace and looked him in the eye. "Be honest with me Kenpachi. When I've given you a second child. . .Are you going to divorce me?"

"Do ya want me to divorce ya?" Kenpachi questioned back.

Yukino looked away, then shook her head. "No."

"Then I have no plans on divorcing ya." Kenpachi answered. "Besides, what do I know on raising a child. That's what ya are here for, woman."

Yukino cracked a grin up at him before reaching up, and punching him square in the jaw.

"Wha' the hell was tha' for?" Kenpachi asked, as she jumped back into a fighting stance.

"Sparring of course. You weren't going to start. So, I figured, ladies first."

Kenpachi growled and lunged for her, missing as she danced out of the way with a throaty chuckle.

"Tell you what, big man. You pin me, and I'll give you a surprise tonight." Yukino tempted.

"Unless its ya naked in my bed, I ain't interested." Kenpachi growled back, moving to grab her again, and missing. He tracked her with his eye, as she continued to dance and weave, making a pattern hard to figure out on her moves.

"Might even be some foreplay involved." Yukino teased.

"For me or ya. Cause I enjoy either one." Kenpachi growled, still tracking her. He tried hard to keep such thoughts out of his mind though, less he lose his focus, or get a raging hard on then and there. Still, the thoughts of his wife splayed out naked before him was still creeping through his brains. "Ya are using trickery woman!"

Yukino chuckled and danced a little closer to Kenpachi, then ducking and turning away as he tried to make a grab at her. "You're never going to catch me at this rate, Kenpachi Zaraki."

It was a year and a half later before Retsu confirmed Yukino's second pregnancy. She only had about a minute of fretting in her mind before she was giving a pill to take every day that contained small amounts of spiritual energy that Captain Mayuri Kurotsuchi of Squad Twelve had created. Taking those through her pregnancy, with her own spiritual energy, and Kenpachi sharing his a little daily, would ensure that the baby, and she, would be fine.

"You've already given Kenpachi a son he's proud of showing off. What sex are you hoping the child will be next?" Retsu asked as she scribbled some notes on her clip board.

"I do want a daughter. . .And I told Kenpachi that we weren't going to stop having kids until we had a daughter, since I'm already surrounded by boys." Yukino smirked. "So part of me kind of hopes its another son. I'd like a house full of kids."

"Speaking of kids, I've heard that some of the kids you were taking care of in the Zaraki district are showing some major promise in being Shinigami." Retsu mentioned.

Yukino let a grin slide onto her face. "Yeah. Most of them claim that they're going to join Squad Eleven to be near me, but I'm hoping they'll change their minds. I love them, but some would not work out well in my squad. Actually, I'm hoping a few will take up some healing arts. We have enough fighters in the Seireitei, but never enough good healers it seems."

"I couldn't agree more, Yukino. Well, everything looks normal enough right now. How is Michio, by the way." Retsu pressed on.

"Oh, you know. Bumps, bruises, and scrapped knees. He's learning already how to hold a sword, wooden, but he'll be kicking others kids around the school yard soon enough, I'm sure." Yukino laughed. "Just the other day, one of the squad members tried to make him get out of the training yard by saying, 'Go play somewhere else, or go cry to mommy. The big boys have to practice now.'"

"Oh dear. . ." Retsu sighed, but a small smile turning up the corner of her lips.

"Oh yes. Michio took his little wood sword and began hitting the guy as hard as he could in the knees and ankles. The guy was hopping around, trying to shield himself, but to no use. No one was going to stop Captain Zaraki's son from meting out due justice!"

The two women laughed for a few minutes, the image of little Michio with his spiky auburn hair and grey eyes, charging forward to punish his 'evil doer'.

"How goes your own married life and pregnancy?" Yukino asked, motioning toward Retsu's small rounded stomach. "Iwao seems like a good man."

"He is." Retsu agreed, with a smile.

As if the mention of their two husbands summoned them, a Squad Four and Squad Eleven member burst into the room,

"We've very sorry Captain Unohana, Co-Captain Zaraki, but your husbands are fighting again." They both managed to get out.

Yukino rolled her eyes and got up off the examination table. "I swear, my husband just has it out for yours."

"Iwao is a large man. Not many get to Kenpachi, Iwao, and Takeshi's height." Retsu said, putting down her clip board to follow the other woman out.

"Let's just be happy that there aren't others that are Komamura's size." Yukino smirked. "Then we'd have half of the Seireitei always under some kind of repair."

The two women continued on at their slow pace, talking as they headed toward the Squad Eleven barracks where the fight seemed to be going in full swing.

Once the women rounded the corner, both seemed to take a minute to appreciate their husbands in their full glory.

Both were covered in sweat, blood, dirt, and their clothes in different types of disarray.

"What's going on?" Retsu finally said at last, her soft voice carrying over all the cheers of the Squad Eleven members.

Kenpachi and Iwao both stopped, looking at their wives.

Kenpachi was the first to sheath his sword, approaching Yukino.

"So?" He asked, looking pointedly at her stomach.

"I'm pregnant." Yukino grinned.

Kenpachi gave a bark of laughter before picking her up in a bear hug that wasn't too tight.

"Congratulations!" Cheers went up from Squad Eleven.

"Let's go home Iwao." Retsu said, holding out her hand to her large husband. The stoic man took up his wives hand, giving a small ball to Yukino, and exited the Squad Eleven courtyard.

96 years later

Michio sighed as he heard a crash from his parents bedroom again. He scooped up the books his mother had asked for him to deliver to Masami Kawaguchi-Byakuya. Ever since the two women had met, and Masami had mentioned a slight interest in learning self defense, the women had been sharing letters back and forth or meeting for lunch.

Michio had accompanied his mother a time or two, and that was how he had met Kimiko, the eldest child of Byakuya Kuchiki and Masami's heir to the Kawaguchi empire. The girl had been beautiful with her black hair and amber eyes. She had been dressed as elegantly as her mother, but there was no mistaking the muscle tone she held in the lithe body.

Michio headed out, knowing soon enough his parents would start the 'make-up' process and he didn't want to be around. The two fought like cats and dogs on any given day, but everyone could see that his parents loved each other. . .even if they never said those words aloud.

The walk to the Kuchiki mansion was quick and quiet. The servants letting him have entrance immediately, as Masami had ordered them to do so.

Michio walked back into the family's private court yard where Byakuya trained his children.

Masami noticed him immediately.

"My mother wanted me to bring these to you and your daughters. She said they helped her learn hand to hand combat, and is meant to be learned by women." Michio said as he handed the books off to her.

"Tell your mother thank you, Michio." Masami smiled up at him. "I'm afraid Byakuya is home for the day, so you don't really have time to spend with Kimiko today. . .However, you could always challenge her to a friendly match." Masami whispered.

Michio smiled and glanced to Kimiko who was watching him out of the corner of her eye. "Maybe another time. I just needed to see her face and get out of the house. You know how mom and dad get."

Masami nodded softly and reached up to squeeze his massive hand. "You are always welcome here."

"Like Hell." Byakuya muttered, walking up.

Michio stiffened but held Byakuya's gaze, going as far as to smirk in the Captain's face. "Dad told me to tell the pretty boy Captain hello." Michio teased as he turned to leave. "Enjoy those books Masami!"

"Thank you Michio!" Masami called back.

Michio lifted his hand in acknowledgement, but continued on his journey out. Part of him was angry at himself for letting himself bait Captain Byakuya. After all, he planned on courting his daughter soon enough. The other part of him though, patted himself on the back for not letting himself get cowed by the Captain's presence.

He sighed and looked toward the direction of the Squad Eleven barracks but shrugged. He wasn't ready to go home just yet. With that in mind, he headed toward the closest exit out of the Seireitei as he could find. He'd kill some time in the Zaraki district.

He ran a hand through his long auburn hair, styled much like his father's was. . . Yeah, the Zaraki district would have to do.

END

Author's Note: YAY! That's the end of Kenpachi and Yukino's story! It felt right to end it on a note with their son rather than the couple themselves. . .Hmm. . .I myself and quite taken with Michio. . .-drools-

It seems like Mayuri has the most votes, with Komamura next, then Shunsui, Hitsugaya, and Joshiro tied after that. . . -grins-