Kira and Yachiru
Kindness
He got along, going from day to day with that sad, lonely look in his eyes. He wandered through his captain-less division without a word, looking for all the world like he was looking for something he had lost. His eyes were dark and empty.
When he smiled it was half-hearted, weak.
It was when people were starting to give up hope that a little hand grabbed him by the sleeve and pulled at it, trying to get his attention.
The face smiling up at him was bright and warm, full of life and a vibrancy that he did not ever remember feeling himself, although he was sure than once he must have done so. Distracted and a little bemused, he found himself being led into a shop to buy the fellow lieutenant some of her favourite sweets.
Since then, every time he hears a high pitched voice yelling an insulting a nickname, his face lights up.
His friends are glad for her kindness.
So was he: he just wished she pulled his hair less.