The Lion and The Fox

by Hobo3

A collection of drabbles and stories featuring Zaraki Kenpachi and Ichimaru Gin. Title inspired by Aesop's Fable of the same name. Rating may go up as time goes on. Kenpachi Birthday special up!

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A/N: As mentioned previously I've gone to the fanfic100 challenge for prompts to help me get my ideas down on paper.

Review replies: embarrassed Sorry I didn't reply in the second chapter.

Stensuna the Dragon: Maybe if I had a truly solid plot I would try and write a full story. Until then, I'm afraid it will have to be the random snapshots that pop up in my head.

hollowheart3: These two share a twisted sense of humor, I don't think you need to woory about it being too emo. Though Kenpachi has a tendency towards it. Good thing he had Gin around for over 100 years or so!

shinigami-girl-666: If you noticed it, I've over did it. I will try and tone down the dialect a bit. In the manga, Gin's far more formal, whereas the anime, he's a bit more unrefined. So i'll try and find a happy medium.

Thank you all for your comments. I hope you continue to enjoy the madness that is Gin & Kenpachi! I'm having fun writing these.

Spoilers: spoilers if you have not finished the Soul Society arc.

When you thought about it long enough, as Zaraki Kenpachi had, he and Gin had the same reason for becoming a shinigami.

Their methods were different. Ichimaru had followed the more standard path of Rukognai, Academy, Fukutaichou, Taichou Zaraki had taken the more direct approach of Rukoganai--Taichou.

He'd never asked Ichimaru why he became a Shinigami. He hadn't really cared. He still didn't care, really. Gin was not fool enough to question him. Though, sitting on the rooftop, gazing up at the same sky his friend puportedly disappeared into, Kenpachi found himself admitting that it was just one of the many things they had in common.

The reason was simple. Join the shinigami, then beat them. Kenpachi chuckled softly to himself. He could never judge his friend. After all, the ends justify the means. And when all was said and done, their ends were the same.

A/N: There! Far more drabblesque. The rest might be. But as you've probably noticed, I tend to be long-winded. So there is no guarantee the length of the stories will remain drabble-sized.