"I'm bored." Tsubaki said for what seemed like the thousandth time in the past three weeks.

"I'm not your sitter! Entertain yourself!" Ikkaku growled, turning to glare at the woman.

"Yet here you are." Tsubaki grinned lazily, leaning back against the grass.

It had been three weeks since Tsubaki had joined Division Eleven and since then she had kept herself pretty close to Ikkaku and Yumichika. It wasn't that she was scared that someone would attack her or anything but they seemed like the only members of her Division that willingly chose to be near her. Besides Yachiru, who often came looking for her when Kenpachi was busy, demanding that they play together.

"It's so not beautiful when you glare like that Ikkaku." Yumichika spoke, leaning against a tree.

"Tch. I don't care if it's beautiful or not." Ikkaku mumbled back.

A cool breeze rolled past them and they heard Tsubaki take in a deep breath.

"I'm bored." She said again, causing Ikkaku to jerk into a seated position.

"And I already told you! I-Am-Not-Your-Sitter!" He shouted loudly.

Tsubaki sighed, sitting up as well.

"Maybe I'll go take a bath." She grumbled, pushing herself to her feet.

Ikkaku sputtered, blush rising to his cheeks and Yumichika opened one eye to stare at her.

"It-It's day time!" He said quickly, "Other men will be in there!"

"So?" She shrugged, "It's not my problem. It's annoying having to wait until night time to bathe anyway."

And with that Tsubaki strolled away from them. Ikkaku turned to look at Yumichika who also had a look of surprise cross his face.

"This wont be good, will it?" He asked.

"Probably not." Yumichika replied, a look of unease across his face.

"Should we stop her?" Ikkaku asked, jumping to his feet.

"Probably." Yumichika sighed, getting to his feet as well.

This was bad. Really, really bad Ikkaku decided.

When they had gotten to the bath house they noticed a throng of men around the front door, pushing and shoving in an attempt to enter.

"Ikkaku-dono!" One of the men cried out, rushing towards him.

"What is it?" Ikkaku asked, already fearing the worst.

"That woman is going to kill someone!" He shouted, face turning a dark red.

Ikkaku and Yumichika walked past him quickly, forcing their way through the mass of men. When they finally made it to the front of the group they both stopped dead in their tracks. In the few minutes that they hadn't seen her, Tsubaki had already stripped naked, only a white towel wrapped around her body but that wasn't the only thing.

Laying on the ground next to her was one of the men. His hands were clutched tightly over his head to protect it as she dug the heel of her foot into his back. He called out in pain only for her foot to come down again, this time harder.

"Hey!" Ikkaku shouted, making his presence known.

Tsubaki looked up, a little surprised but didn't move her foot.

"Yo, Ikkaku, Yumichika. Come to join me?" She asked, grinning.

Both men's face's turned a deep red as her words replayed in their heads.

"Yo~ I-kka-ku. Yu-mi-chi-ka. Come to join me~?"

They shook their heads no quickly, face's turning even darker. She had definitively not said it like that.

"W-What are you doing!" Ikkaku yelled, embarrassed by his thoughts.

"I'm going to take a bath. I told you that."

"Then why are you beating him up!"

"He tried to stop me." She said, shrugging.

Taking his opportunity to get free while Tsubaki was distracted, the man pushed himself upwards. Tsubaki let out a small shout, loosing her footing and stumbled back. Every soul held their breath as her fingers loosened around the towel she had been holding up. The cloth slipped past her fingers easily as gravity forced it to glide to the floor. The result was instantaneous.

Several of the men fell backwards, clutching their bleeding noses tightly. The one's still standing turned their eyes away quickly, holding their hands tightly over their faces. Ikkaku and Yumichika seemed frozen in shock as Tsubaki firmly planted her hands on her hips, a frown running across her lips.

"I know I'm not anything special to look at but I think looks of disgust are a bit harsh." She said angrily.

"T-Tsubaki-san..." Yumichika tried to say weakly, turning his head away from her.

"T-Towel..." Ikkaku croaked, turning to look away as well.

"Are you about to be sick?" Tsubaki growled harshly, stepping in front of them.

Ikkaku let out an undignified squeak when her hand brushed over his forehead. He swatted her hand away, careful not to touch her anywhere else and took a step back. She frowned slightly, taking a step away from him as well.

"You feel warm. Maybe you stayed in the sun too long?" She stated, gripping her chin thoughtfully, "Maybe the sun over heated your brain. It would make sense, since you don't have any hai-."

"THAT'S NOT THE PROBLEM!" Ikkaku shouted, blushing again, "How can you stand their naked!"

"What? How is this the problem? It's a bath house. I don't know how you bath, but I'm usually naked." She chuckled.

The action caused her, rather intimate parts to jiggle slightly and the men still watching her fell backwards to join their fallen comrades.

"COVER UP!" Ikkaku shouted, "AREN'T YOU UNCOMFORTABLE!"

"I've never had a problem with anyone seeing me naked," Tsubaki grinned evilly, "I didn't know you of all people were prude I-kka-ku-san."

"What's going on?" A rather deep voice boomed, "Why is everyone passed out?"

Ikkaku and Yumichika turned towards the open doors as Kenpachi came around the corner, their eyes wide. Kenpachi stared at the three of them for a long moment, before a rather large grin split across his face. Yachiru's head popped up from behind his back and she giggled.

"Trying to take a bath." Tsubaki said simply, arms crossed underneath her breasts.

Kenpachi's grin spread farther and Yachiru jumped from his shoulders in front of Ikkaku and Yumichika.

"You've got big boobs 'Baki-chan!" She laughed, causing the blushes on 3rd and 5th seats faces to deepen.

"Thanks Yachiru." She laughed, turning around to grab her fallen towel.

"She's got big boobs, huh, Ken-chaaan!" Yachiru chirped excitedly.

"Mmm." Kenpachi responded.

"T-Taicho!" Ikkaku started quickly, "I'm sorry! I should have stop-."

"She has the right to take a bath." Kenpachi said easily, still watching the woman as she fastened her towel around herself.

"That's what I said," Tsubaki grumbled, "If I don't get special treatment then theirs no need for me to be the only one to bathe at night. I shouldn't have to conform just so everyone else is comfortable."

"Ne! 'Baki-chan! I want to take a bath with you!" Yachiru said excitedly.

"Okay," Tsubaki said, scratching her neck, "I don't mind. As long as Kenpachi says it's okay."

Yachiru turned her smiling face towards Kenpachi and he grinned back.

"I think I'll take a bath too."

"Yay, yay! Come on Baldy! Yumichika! Let's all take a bath!" Yachiru cheered.

Both men sighed defeatedly, still blushing.

"She what!" Hisagi shouted, spitting out his sake.

Kira frowned at his friend, wiping said sake from his face.

"Just what I said!" Ikkaku shouted back, face flushed from the alcohol, "She just stripped down! Didn't even care she was naked in front of the entire Division! She even bathed with Zaraki Taicho!"

"I can't believe it," Hisagi mumbled into his cup, "I never thought I'd live to see the day where I actually was jealous of the Eleventh Division."

"You both bathed with her as well didn't you?" Kira asked, tipping his cup back.

Ikkaku and Yumichika both flushed, mumbling a quiet yes.

"Is she really that hot?" Renji joked lightly.

"I never noticed it before but for a woman so battle crazy, she is beautiful..." Yumichika replied.

"If you can say that then she must be!" Renji laughed, patting the other man on the back.

"I never noticed before..." Ikkaku trailed off, "But she's got a big rack..."

Hisagi's head shot up, "Really?"

"Yeah..." Ikkaku mumbled, before taking a rather large drink from his cup.

All of the men frowned slightly, taking in what Ikkaku said. None of them had really seen her up close besides Ikkaku and Yumichika. Simple glances when dropping off or picking up paperwork from the Eleventh Division while she trained. Ikkaku and Yumichika had talked about her though, about her previous fight with their Taicho and her steady progress since she had joined.

"Was she really calling herself Kenpachi?" Kira asked quietly.

Ikkaku turned to look at the blonde man and the others leaned in eagerly.

"I already told ya she did!" Ikkaku growled, "She was a stupid woman to think she could beat Zaraki Taicho. But even with the clear difference in their power she still fought him..."

"She's unique," Yumichika smiled, "She says she can't feel pain and if I remember correctly, even when Taicho ran her through with his blade the only look on her face was of anger."

"That's not unique, that's just weird." Renji muttered, tipping back his cup.

Ikkaku suddenly grinned, "She actually fits in with Division Eleven so far. I'm pretty surprised but most of the men seemed to have gotten over the fact that she's a woman."

"Until today," Yumichika nodded sagely, "After today, I doubt if any of the men will forget it."

Ikkaku glared at his friend slightly for bringing the topic back up. But before he could yell at him he felt a familiar reiatsu drawing closer. Ikkaku turned his head towards the closed door, frown firmly settling in place. Yumichika turned as well and the others followed their gaze on instinct. The open bar beyond their door was decently noisy but there was no mistaking the voice when they heard it.

"Two bottles of your strongest sake!" Tsubaki shouted.

"What's she doing here?" Ikkaku asked no one in particular as he hoisted himself off the floor.

He crept quietly towards the door and crouched low. The rest of the men leaned forward, trying to get a glance at the woman as Ikkaku opened the door slightly. His eyes caught the back of her wild hair and signature torn Hakama pants. He slammed the door shut quickly, the audible 'snap' causing everyone to jump.

"Two bottles of the strongest sake?" Hisagi asked from his seat, "Is she here with someone?"

"Looked like she was alone." Ikkaku determined, gathering his courage to spy on her again.

His hand gripped the door tightly as he took in a deep breath. He exhaled calmly and leaned forward to open the door again but before he could it was wrenched open harshly, causing him to yell out as he toppled over. Everyone jumped again as the woman they had just been talking about stepped into the room, making sure the heel of her foot rammed into Ikkaku's ribs.

"If you're gunna spy on someone Ikkaku, you better do a damn good job of them not noticing." She grinned evilly, grinding her heel down harder.

"Tsubaki-san!" Yumichika yelled, jumping up from his seat, "What a pleasure to see you here!"

The woman looked up, still grinning before stepping over her 3rd seat, a bottle of sake in each hand.

"Yo." She said simply, causing the men to deadpan.

"That's a lot of sake, you here with someone?" Yumichika asked.

The woman gave him a confused stare, glancing down at her hands before shrugging.

"Nope."

"Really?"

"Ya really. I was gunna make this a to go order and drink back at the Division," She said simply, "But I couldn't miss the glint off Ikkaku's bald head a mile away."

"I'm not bald!" Ikkaku hissed, pushing himself into a seated position.

"Why don't you join us then?" Yumichika asked smiling, completely ignoring his friends outburst, "We could use the presence of a beautiful lady."

Surprising them all, the woman stared laughing, bringing her arms up against her stomach. When she finally calmed down she grinned at the 5th seat wolfishly.

"How drunk are ya, Yumichika?" She asked, laughter still evident in her words.

"I'm not-"

"But I'll join you if that's okay with the others." She grinned, turning to look at them.

"I don't mind." Kira smiled slightly, raising his cup in greeting.

"Hell no!" Ikkaku growled, finally getting to his feet.

"I wasn't asking you." Tsubaki said, turning to stare at him.

"I don't either." Renji spoke up.

"Fine by me." Hisagi agreed as well.

"It's settled then!" Tsubaki smirked, quickly taking Ikkaku's seat as Yumichika sat next to her.

"That's my seat!" Ikkaku growled threateningly.

For a moment Tsubaki stared at him, then leaned to the side so she could remove the pillow. She studied both sides intensely before placing it back beneath her and settled down comfortably.

"You're names not on it." Tsubaki grinned wildly.

"So where are ya from, Tsubaki-san." Kira slurred slightly.

"Rukongai, where else?" She answered easily, taking another drink from her cup.

Renji chuckled slightly at the sarcasm but the blonde fuku-Taicho frowned.

"I know that," He mumbled childishly, "But where in the Rukongai?"

The woman shrugged her shoulders, finishing her drink before answering him.

"Not a clue."

"Really?" He asked, frowning again.

"I traveled a lot." She said simply, knocking back another drink.

"Ya can really hold your sake, huh?" Hisagi chuckled, an alcohol induced blush across his cheeks.

"Mmm." She nodded as her head slightly dropped forward, chin resting against her chest.

"Or maybe not." Hisagi laughed, taking another drink himself.

"I'm fine." Tsubaki answered, looking back at the tattooed man.

The clear red blush across her cheeks caused them all to laugh, except Ikkaku.

"Something the matter? I-kka-ku-san?" She asked, turning to face him as a grin spreading across her lips.

"Stop sayin' my name like that!" He yelled, blushing darkly.

"Yesh," The woman grinned, putting her hands up defensively, "Who knew you were such ah prude."

"I'm not prude." The bald man hissed, grabbing up a bottle and taking a large gulp.

"Only joking." She said, continuing to grin.

Ikkaku 'hmphed', crossing his arms over his chest and looked away from her defiantly. Renji laughed again pouring himself a drink and leaned across the table to fill Tsubaki's cup as well.

"Thanks." She said, clinking cups with his and took the drink down quickly.

"So what's it like being the only woman in your Division?" Renji asked, finishing his own cup.

"It's not bad," She grinned, resting her elbows on the table, "Though none of the men, besides Ikkaku and Yumichika, talk to me."

"I'm sure that won't be a problem anymore!" Renji joked.

A confused look passed over her face and she turned to look at her fellow Division mates.

"Yeah!" Hisagi spoke up, chuckling as well, "From what we hear you gave the Division quiet the show today!"

Tsubaki's eyebrows knit closer together, a frown forming on her face.

"A show?" She asked in a dangerous tone.

"Ikkaku and Yumichika told us all about it!" Renji continued, missing the dark tone, "You stripped naked in front of the entire Division! They all got an eye full apparently!"

Tsubaki's head dropped forward, dark bangs covering her eyes. Kira noticed the sudden change in her mood and quickly tried to stop the two men from continuing.

"Abarai-kun-"

"Yeah! They said you even bathed with Zaraki Taicho!" Hisagi laughed.

"Hisagi-kun-"

"Fraternizing with the enemy, huh?" Renji asked, leaning forward with a grin.

Yumichika glanced at Tsubaki nervously and Ikkaku's mouth hung open in astonishment at what they were saying.

"But I don't think you'll get the title of Kenpachi that way." He grinned, taking another drink.

The loud 'crack' of the wooden table breaking as her fist slammed into it caused Renji to jump back and Hisagi to spill his drink. Before the men could blink the door of their room was slammed open, wooden frame breaking under her force. They watched with wide eyes as she marched up to the bartender, literally leaning over the counter to grab the man by his collar.

"You're strongest bottle of sake!" She hissed, shoving him away, "And none of that diluted bullshit you gave me before!"

Before they realized what was fully happening, her order was filled and she flash-stepped away. Leaving the bartender to splutter about her not paying. Renji frowned, followed by the rest of the men. Kira placed his cup on the table, sending a small glare in his friends direction.

"That was uncalled for." He stated harshly, though it didn't need to be said.

"A SHOW!" Tsubaki shrieked, pacing the Eleventh Divisions training grounds.

One hand was balled into a tight fist, nails puncturing her palm hard enough to draw blood. In her other had she clutched her sake bottle. She lifted it to her lips angrily, taking a heavy gulp and hissed.

"I'm going to murder them!" She ground through clenched teeth, "They were mocking me! That's why they had me join them! So they could mock me!"

She hastily brought the bottle to her lips again, finishing it in one go before throwing it away in anger. She heard a loud crash as the bottle shattered and grinned darkly. Her shouts continued to fuel her anger until finally she couldn't take it anymore. She unsheathed her zanpakuto, letting out a wild scream and it quickly turned into it's Shikai form.

She began slashing away at the air, waves of reiastu rolling off her and her blade. The walls surrounding the training ground took a heavy beating, cracking under her fury. The ground beneath her feet cratered, dirt flying up in chunks around her.

"I will murder them!" She howled, swinging the blade behind her.

Her sudden rampage stopped short when someone caught her blade easily. She looked up, giving her Taicho a heated glare and jerked her zanpakuto from his hand.

"Murder who, Onna?" Kenpachi asked, grin already forming on his face.

"Madarame and Ayasegawa!" She hissed, "They made a fool out of me!"

Kenpachi frowned slightly, "What're you talking about Onna?"

"Apparently," She stared with a shaky breath, "I'm your whore."

Kenpachi's frown deepened, finding what she was saying hard to believe.

"Ikkaku and Yumichika said that?"

"They told their friends that I gave the Division a free show. And because we all bathed together, they said I was fucking you for the the title Ken-pa-chi." She growled, shoulders shaking with rage.

Kenpachi regarded her carefully, before taking a step closer. He could instantly smell the sake on her breath and sighed.

"Are you sure you're not over reacting?" He asked easily, placing a hand on her shoulder.

She jerked away from him quickly and her glare actually making him smirk.

"You should go to bed, Onna," Kenpachi chuckled, "If what you say is true then you should at least rest before you challenge them."

She gave the large man an incredulous look before hanging her head. Now that she had calmed some, she could feel the sake's affect swirling in her mind. Her blood was still boiling with revenge but Kenpachi was right. Her bleeding hand clutched the hilt of her zanpakuto tightly once more before finally letting her grip relax and allowed the blade out of Shikai form. She sheathed it quickly, giving the man a slight bow and turned on her heel towards the Eleventh Division's Barrack's.

Kenpachi waited for a while, expecting his subordinates to show up soon and he was correct. Ikkaku and Yumichika came running into view, stopping short in front of him.

"Za-Zaraki Taicho!" Ikkaku stuttered over his words quickly.

"Ahh." He replied, staring down at the two men.

"Zaraki Taicho! Have you seen Tsubaki-san!" Yumichika asked, panting.

"Yeah."

"Where is she?" Ikkaku asked nervously.

"I sent her to bed." Kenpachi said simply.

Both men shared a worried look that Kenpachi didn't fail to notice.

"Why? Something happen?" He grinned, single eye gleaming.

"N-Nothing! Zaraki Taicho!" Ikkaku said quickly.

"We'll be going to sleep as well!" Yumichika supplied.

"Ohh?"

"Yes!" They chimed together, "Goodnight! Zaraki Taicho!"

They rushed past him quickly and Kenpachi just couldn't help himself as a large grin plastered itself across his face.

"You better be prepared in the morning!" He shouted after them, "She seemed pretty pissed!"