{ Else where }
Tap- tap- tap, blush-blush-brush, the sounds irritated her more than they should have and it was only her self-control that stopped her from killing everyone.
The tapping sounds that the pens made reminded her of the sounds that sandals made when someone was running away and the sounds that the blushes made forced her to remember the noise that he made whenever he evaded one of her attacks.
Her eyes began to let out a faint glow, as the sound of the Fourth Divisions' shinigami going about their day as they tended to the sick and injured reached her.
She had to control her anger, that man had beaten her, he had beaten her current self but not her past self.
She closed her eyes and let out a small breath, he had beaten Unohana, and as frustrating as that was, it had been her fault.
She could have easily killed him or rendered him unconscious if she wanted to, but no she had to hold back so that she didn't accidentally turn him into a paste that was smeared on the wall and street.
She smirked, that would have been frustrating in its own way.
She began to giggle as her anger finally calmed itself, had she killed him in their first encounter then she would have been disappointed and frustrated because the first person to challenge her in years would have died with a single swing of her sword.
And yet that man lived.
She stopped writing for a moment and placed the tip of her fingers on her lips and imagined the taste of his blood on them.
As she remembered their encounter and replayed the scene in her head she remembered how she could see the terror on his face, and how every time she managed to corner him, how he voided her attacks in the last second.
She let out a hot breath as she remembers the joy she felt as she chased after him like a cat that was playing with a mouse, how she increased her strength and speed every time she missed.
She smiled as she remembers how she had him under her foot and how she could have gutted him with her sword or crushed him with her spiritual pressure or simply by increasing the strength on her leg when she brought it down on him.
And yet the mouse proved itself to be a rat, a rat that attacked the cat when it had nowhere to run.
She began to giggle and finally laugh, there was no madness or anger in her laughter only the realization of why she had been so angered.
He ran, he ran.
A man that challenged her for not just his freedom but dominion over her ran.
A man that fought a weaker version of herself [a woman that held back], ran when he beat her, rather than staying behind and fight her other self, her true self.
He chose to run.
He should have stayed behind and fought with the other captains if, no when they tried to force him to stand trial, he should have fought the soul reapers that were chasing him.
But he ran.
Unohana let out a breath and Kenpachi smiled again, she would have to teach her husband that he couldn't run away from anything if they were to be wed.
She would not be a concubine or another woman, so if he already had a wife or lover then they didn't need to live.
She smirked, she would find him ad kill him, she would kill his friends and relatives if he had them and if there was anyone left that knew of him she would kill them.
This was the only punishment suited for someone that wanted her but was a coward.
"Well, there's still the chance that he beats us." Unohana said to herself.
Kenpachi smiled at her kinder self, how could a coward ever beat her in a real fight, the only reason he even managed to live through their first encounter was that she had held back more than she had to.
Kenpachi stopped smiling and smirked, there was still a chance that -that man had some tricks up his sleeve or developed some new ones after their encounter no matter how brief it had been.
"Then I guess I should start training." she said to herself as she finally moved on from her anger.
As got up from her seat and walked towards her door she could hear everyone running away, and frustrated her to realize that despite all of these years she still hadn't been able to control her temper.
Granted she hadn't yelled or struck anyone and much less killed anyone, but she still had what everyone around her claimed was a look that could kill.
It was just something that she would have to learn to master during her new training.
As she opened the door and began to walk down the hall she began to hear the latest news from those that hadn't realized she was passing threw.
One of the soul reapers that had gone to the world of the living hadn't come back, but her presence was still in the Human world meaning that she had either been captured or had abandoned her position and turned traitor.
Everything else was normal, just the usual gossip that she had gotten used to listening to, someone had started dating someone, or a noble had forcefully taken someone as his or her concubine.
She was about to stop listening when something new caught her attention, a group of nobles that were currently in the academy were about to be punished.
They were known for bullying students from the lower classes, but that wasn't the reason for their punishment.
What had gotten them in trouble was that they had sent several of the students to the least protected areas of the Soul Society and as a result, most of them had ended up being killed by Hollows.
There were only two survivors of the six victims, a girl that had returned to the academy and told one of the teachers that the place that she had been sent to was abandoned.
The instructor immediately started an investigation and discovered what happened, leading to the capture of the nobles responsible for the students' deaths.
Because none of the students could even remember where they had sent their victims, there was no way of knowing where the only other survivor was.
Unfortunately, the student's families forced any further investigations to stop, by using their combined authority and so the girl who was the boy's relative\ childhood friend was given a map of potential locations and went to look for him on her own.