Konichiwa, everyone! I'm happy that people are starting to display interest in this, so I'm gonna be updating the adventures of the second Kenpachi! Yeah! So, as per usual, please read and review this! Sorry to everyone, but I can't write fight scenes very well…I'm sorry!" And to A Dreamer's Eyes, I'll think about it…

"No! Not like that!" The instructor had been yelling nonstop in that manner for about an hour. It had been like that for a year now. Everybody had been able to make contact with their zanpakutou, whether arguing with it or bonding closely, except, of course, for Kenpachi. He'd tried waving it around, shouting at it, begging, but nothing seemed to work. But it wasn't the constant ranting and raving of the instructors that really got to him. It was the fact that every time his mother came to visit, because his father didn't even want to be seen with him in public, she'd start to look all melancholy, emo, and depressing watching him, and frankly, that sucked.

The instructor started stomping his feet and turning red as a tomato. "Dear kami-sama! You will never amount to anything!...You know what?" Ken turned to him. "What, sen-," earning himself a boot to the head. "The only division you can ever hope to get into like this is the 11th, and that's as cannon fodder! Get your ass off to sword training!" It was times like these when Kenpachi wished that he could boot his instructors up the ass, but…. "Yes, Sensei," he muttered with a grimace.

Sword-fighting was probably the only enjoyable part of this otherwise boring place. History was dull, shunpo was nauseating, and kido was way, way too difficult. Kidoe required a lot of focus and patience, and not just for a couple of minutes: apparently it took a long, long time to master these stupid spells. Much easier to just cut an opponent in half. It was too bad for Eri though; she had ended up having a kido-based zanpakutou, which basically labeled her as a weakling. Ah well, Ken thought, at least I don't have some stupid girly zanpakuto. He took another look at it.

The whole sword was black; a straight edged katana with a wolf design on the hilt. One of the coolest swords ever… at least, in Ken's own opinion. The only ever other pure-colored zanapkutou belonged to Rukia Kuchiki, but it was a wimpy white, not a cool black like this. It managed to put Ken in a good mood, and he started to whistle while heading towards the training field.

"No! You shouldn't keep attacking me!" screamed yet another instructor. Ken had just been hacking away at the man, barely even trying to defend himself. "You have to defend!" Ken shrugged. "What's the point? If I keep hitting you, you'll never be able to attack. Ergo, no reason for me to defend!" The instructor was about to give another sermon when he felt a hand on his shoulder. "Maybe… I should handle this one."

Everyone looked on in surprise. "Kurosaki-taicho!" He was the famed Captain of the fifth division, decorated with more honors and awards than Ken could count, and husband to the aforementioned Kuchiki. Then again, he wasn't really well known for his math skills. He looked at the man in surprise. "Umm…Kurosaki-taicho…why exactly are you here?"

The captain shook his head. "To be honest, I was just looking at some of the new talent here, and… well, oddly it seems like I've seen you before. Say… what's your name?" Ken sweatdropped. His father had dragged him to like a million captain parties, and this guy couldn't even remember his name! "Umm…I'm Ukitake Kenpachi, sir."

Kurosaki's eye twitched, and a stupid smile(or was it a grimace?) started to grace his face. "D-did you say K-kenpachi????" Ken was really, really enjoying this. "Yes. Why, you scared or something?" Kurosaki shook his head, but sweat was forming at his brow. "O-of course not!" Ken's grin was wide, and his sword was emitting a strange form of spiritual energy, quite similar to testosterone. "All right… then let's get this party started!"

Kenpachi was slashing his way through to his opponent, and it was actually kind of… fun. The testosterone was pumping through his veins, and it was like nothing could hurt him. At least, not until Kurosaki-taicho had decided to use his Shikai. "You see, the problem with you is that you haven't bonded with your sword yet. 'Cuz of that, you're not as powerful as you think you are. Till then, don't try and do a man's job, kid…" As Zangetsu struck Ken, he started to lose conciousness, and he almost could have sworn that Kurosaki was whispering, "He really is just like that man…"

Ken woke up to find himself in the shadow world again. "Urgh… you would have thought that in a year that guy could have, I dunno, moved somewhere decent." And then… those bells started up again. "Hey there, Mr. Grinning Maniac. Why are you so happy today?"

The man just stared at him. What was up with this guy? He only had around two expressions. "Why…nothing. Exceeeeeeeppppptttt….," and here he pulled his scary maniac face, "that battle was amazing! I mean, didn't you get pumped? I know I did. You swung left, and right, and I could feel every single movement, even you cutting into Kurosaki's skin! Hell, if that ain't enough to make anyone happy I don't know what is!"

Ken's mind didn't even struggle. The solution was pretty damn obvious, but still kinda hard for his head to wrap around. "W-wait… you're the spirit of my zanpakutou?" The man nodded. "Yep. Didn't I tell ya I wouldn't bother ya till you were able to fight? And since you were able to fight Ichigo Kurosaki, then-" Ken cut him off by frantically waving his arms. "WAIT A MINUTE! Do you mean to tell me that you're the reason that people shout at me? The reason my father doesn't visit? The reason that I've been labeled a FAILURE???" The man tried to interrupt, but it only made him angrier. "You know what? I gave you a year to show up, and now that I've been totally humiliated you decide to show your big stupid face! You… will…die!"

Ken launched himself at the spirit, lashing out at the man in a flurry of slashes. However, surprisingly, all of his blows were easily blocked. "Eh, that all you can do?" the man taunted. Ken was too busy panting to come up with a witty retort. "What… the…hell?" The man snorted. "Knew it. You're strong, but not strong enough. You're really gonna need a major powerup."

Ken's eyes were brimming with tears. Jesus Christ, now he was acting all weepy like Kotetsu-san. But people had been stepping on him for so damn long because his father had told him to be "courteous and polite" to everybody. And now, his own zanpakutou was giving him lip! "D-dammit! I can be strong! I don't want to have to be the same fucking person!"

The man grinned. "You willing to do anything, ya wimpy asshole?" Ken got to his feet shakily. "F-fuck yeah!" The spirit poked Ken in the chest. "You fuckin' ready to fight with your all?" Ken screamed, "Yeah!" The man loomed close to Ken's face and whispered, "Then give me all the cash on you." Ken started to sweatdrop. "Umm…I don't have any-" "PSYCHE!" The man gave a big belly laugh. "Neh, I don't need any cash. I'm Akumaurufu*, but just call me Wolf. Anyways, ya ready to kick some ass Ken? Ken? Ken…"

"Ken? Dammit! Kenpachi motherfucking Ukitake, open your eyes!" Ken opened his eyes to see a rather angry Eri, a rather relieved Kurosaki, and a whole lot of amused fellow students. "Jesus Christ Ken, I thought you were a goner for sure." Ken rubbed his eyes in awe. "Wow. The Eri-chan I know wouldn't give a shit about other people." Eri wiped a couple of tears away before slapping him lightly upside the head.

"Kurosaki-taicho, I need to ask you something…" muttered Ken. The captain looked on not with shock, but with…amusement? "Let me guess… you want to fight me, am I right?" Now Ken was the surprised one. "H-How did you-" "Believe me, this has happened too many times for me to count." Ken grinned. Finally, people were starting to take notice. "Okay, Wolf, are ya ready for this?" Ken could have sworn that he heard Wolf howling. "As ready as I'll ever be, kid! Now, I'm pretty sure you can say the word snarl, right?" Ken nodded. "Okay…. here I go." Ken raised the sword to the heavens and shouted, "Snarl, Akumaurufu!"

Sorry everyone, but the fight shall make up most of the next chapter. Also, some KenUno in the next. Not Ken Ken, but Kenpachi the zanpakutou Ken, okay? I enjoy it when all you people leave reviews, so please do. And, well… I hope you guys enjoy!!!

*Akumaurufu... if I translated this right it means Demon Wolf. Cool name, right?