O.k. some of you may not know this but The return of the pink horror! was original the story The return written up a few months ago. In A bid o revise it I messed up big time and ff stripped me of its author rights and as a result lost all my fans. I was practically devastated. I thought: 4 sure they won't let it appear and surprise surprise, I already have some reviews! Phew! Now that av'e stopped blabbing, let's get it on!

Zaraki Kenpachi woke up to the feel of a strange reiatsu in his bedroom. But before he could think of reaching up for his sword, s blinding white hot light pierced past his eyeballs. Someone had pulled the blinds wide open, and they were killing his eyes. Dammit! He'd kill he sonofa-!

"Hi Ken-chan! Sleepy head as always!". A bright cheery voice hailed him. Then a sudden weight fell one end of his bed. Trying valiantly to adjust his eyes to the light, he squinted to find wide brown eyes staring back at him in amusement.

"Yachiru…?", he croaked. Him without his sake in the morning made him hoarse and grumpy. She gave him a wide grin and jumped off the bed.

"Hai! I thought you'd never tell! Hey Ken-chan, do I look older to you?" Zaraki gave her a sharp glare. That question had a really obvious answer. Of course the brat had grown. Grown so much that he was having a hard time trying to associate his former rosy cheeked vice-captain and the beautiful young woman currently prattling happily along in his room. Frankly, the whole thing was rather disconcerting.

"…and I can't believe you gave away my post so quickly! Ave been gone, what? A hundred years? Give or take a few…" Zaraki brushed a hand down his face in distraction. "Shut your trap you," he muttered grouchily. "I haven't drunk anything yet. It's friggin' six in the morning!"

Later that morning

Yachiru walked a little behind Zaraki, trying to keep up with his wide strides. She was dressed in Shinigami robes this time and her hair was loosed into an easy ponytail. Though all those who met the fight-loving captain greeted him with the usual deference, they wondered silently who the newbie was. Poor girl, she didn't look like she'd last in the 11th squad for long. Finally they reached the 11ths dojo.

"Eh Zaraki-taichou, who the hell is that?", Ikkaku asked curiously. But before he could even say a word, Yachiru popped up from behind Zaraki's back.

"Ne, baldy. You can't really have forgotten me, can you?" Some of the guys who heard that cracked up while Yumichika held onto him tight, preventing him from doing anything too rash. Grr! Ikkaku growled furiously to himself. There was only one person who called him that to his face and got away with it. Yachiru waited patiently for him to connect the dots.

"Ya…chiru?" She laughed into his clearly shocked face. "He, so you do remember! Although you don't look like you believe it much." Ikkaku had been pointing at her and gapping like a fish out of water. Turning to Zaraki again, she asked eagerly, "Where's the vice-captain? I want to see who you replaced me with." The 11th squad captain snorted in disapproval while Ikkaku and Yumichika eyed each other uneasily. This was no good. Yachiru, oblivious to the sudden change in atmosphere, craned her neck round the squad room in an attempt to meet her successor.

Suddenly, a slick-haired guy popped up in front of Yachiru's sights. "You rang?", he drawled, leering at her lecherously. Yachiru backed away quickly in digust. Blech. Looking up at him anew, she noticed the fukutaichou armband of her division. She threw Zaraki a dirty glance.

"You replaced me with him? Him?", she asked incredulously. Not believing this oily sleaze had taken up her post. Those who had remembered Yachiru before suddenly looked at her anew, not quite believing that their young former fukutaichou had grown up so fast. But damn was she hot!

Yumichika pulled her away by the arm before she made a scene. Once they were out of earshot, she put him on the spot.

"Who the HELL is that guy?", she demanded furiously, watching the pompous Shinigami walk around the room like he owned it. Sneaking not-so-veiled looks at her from across the room at her. She shuddered at the thought. Yumichika rubbed the back of his neck and sighed. "That's Koru Nakumashi. He's been vice-captain for the last forty years now.

"But why did Ken-chan promote him? He knew I was coming back, right?" Yumichika raised a hand to fend off her demanding questions. "Look. It wasn't the captain's idea. Koru's the son of one of the high ranking noble families in Seretei, (am not really sure who) it is rumoured that he pressured the Captain-commander into letting him join the 13 protection squads. Rather than starting a feud, the soutaichou threw him here."

"He, so you're the kid fukutaichou I took over from?", Koru interrupted, suddenly appearing behind her. She gave him an answering glare and moved away from him. She was clearly not a kid anymore. Koru went on blabbing on how the 11th squad had gone to the dogs before he came along, and he would be better than she'd ever be. By the end of his long winded, self praising speech, everyone in the room wanted to beat the crap out of him. Zaraki had gotten so used to his big mouth flapping that he was hardly affected. Yachiru, royally pissed right now challenged him.

"Well if you're so confident that am below your standard, why don't we just fight for the fukutaichou's seat…? The sudden shocked expression on his face, like he wasn't expecting her to stand up for herself pushed her into adding, "Unless you're scared." Koru was quick object. "Hell no am I getting into this! I don't want to ruin my reputation with the ladies by beating up a defenceless kid."A vein popped up at the side of her head. Why that bastard! She oughtta- Ikkaku returned from is talk with the captain; he arching an eyebrow at the topic of discussion.

"So does that mean you're afraid of losing to a girl?", he asked the pompous 11th squad vice-captain. Koru swelled with indignation and denied it even more.

"Fine!", he said furiously, "I'll fight you!", he screeched. Pointing a finger at Yachiru. Cutting him off before he could start yapping again, she gave him the rules.

"It's a deal then. Whoever dies or gives up first loses. We'll do it two day's from now on our training grounds." He stood ram-rod straight and gave her a sick smile. "You'd better get your act together girl, cause am gonna crush you to death!" and with that he stalked away, leaving an equally pissed off Yachiru. The moment he was out of the door the whole place was in an uproar. Man, how they'd love to see him lose. It'd be the fight of the century!

Ikkaku took advantage of everyone's divided attention and took Yachiru aside. "I don't know how much you know about the guy," he begun seriously, "he's a leach with a big mouth to boot but don't underestimate him. He can be rather ruthless in battle and he won't hesitate to use dirty tricks to his advantage." She sighed and lifted the arm on her shoulder that he'd used when he was trying to shake some sense into her.

"Don't worry baldy; I'll be fine on my own. Besides, it's not like av'e been doing nothing the whole time av'e been away."

He gave her a long searching look before he was satisfied. Grinning widely, he slapped her back hard.

"Man av'e wanted to beat the crap out of that guy for ages… (Slap.) Don't you dare lose that bet you've made. (Slap.) Am counting on-" A hard punch to the jaw had him biting his tongue at the end of that sentence.

"Quit it baldy! Am already in a bad mood as it is."

"Ow-ow-ow-ow," he muttered. Holding a hand to his bloody nose. And spitting out the blood out of his mouth. "Why did you do that?" She gave him a steely glare before he backed away from her quick. My, my, the girl had a temper…

Inspired by the lovely review begging me to update I listened… Now seriously, the next update is not coming soon! So chillax. As always, creative criticism is appreciated and I take full responsibility for any misspells. I know how annoying that can get. Till next chappie…

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