It surprised me that as much of a fan that I am of Kensei, I didn't really know how to write him.

I don't own Bleach, or the Vizards would be up and running by now (in the manga, at least).

Chapter 6: Kensei Muguruma


At first, he fought the change with violence and denial. He snapped and roared at everyone and everything. He felt a burn, an aching in his chest where he knew a hollow's hole might be. He wanted to scream. He wanted to tear himself apart. He wanted to tear everyone else apart. They cleverly avoided him for the most part- all except for Mashiro.

He still sometimes felt that he'd rather succumb to the aching, rather than fight it, but watching the others taught him better. He watched Mashiro prance around in her new mask for fourteen damn hours straight, and he felt a new raw determination in him. After Mashiro had called him "mean, silly Kensei" for the umpteenth time, he'd had enough, and decided he would overthrow the tyrant inside rather than fight the feeling it was drowning him in.