What Yachiru Wants

Yo, another chapter up. Just an inbetween.
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When Kenpachi Smirked


The next day the mixed team of heroes had attended a small meeting with the general of Gotei 13, listening to him speak and the different captains giving brief reports as to what was going on throughout Soul Society. They then moved on to Ichigo and his group, offering a 'thank you' and a few advises for the help with their crisis and telling them that they could go home later this evening. The emotions following as Ichigo heard that the were to leave today were mixed, a part of him really liked being here but the rest of him wanted to go back to the home he knew and was welcomed to. Despite everything he didn't feel like he really belonged here, but if truth be told he didn't really feel like he belonged in the real world either. It was depressing to think too hard on.

Then the meeting ended.

Moving out of the large room Ichigo glanced over his shoulder, feeling as if someone was staring at him. Brown eyes searched the crowd while all moved towards the door, the only sound heard was the rustling of clothes and a low murmur of someone talking, and then his gaze landed on the stony face of no one less then Zaraki Kenpachi. The moment their eyes locked a smirk spread over the large face, looking much like he'd done that time when the teen had first managed to wound him and Ichigo looked away. A shudder running down his spine.

Deciding he didn't want to stay behind to find out what thoughts had been running through the dark haired shinigamis head he pushed on, physically pushing Renji out of the way for a faster exit. That smile unnerved him and it wasn't until he left the building and headed down the street he finally relaxed. The rest of his group soon caught up with him with both Renji and Rukia following, both of them looking annoyed as they came to a halt in front of him. He leant against another of the pale walls that Soul Society seemed to exist of, scratching the back of his head. Zangetsu scraped against the stone with the shift of his arm, a sharp sound.

"What the hell Ichigo-baka" yelled Renji, hands on his hips and chest puffed. "You fucking try to not be a bastard all of the time!"

Ichigo forgot that he had been about to apologize and instead growled, hands turning to fists as he glared at the other red head. Sending imaginary daggers through his eyes and wished that he could just hurt the other so badly. He wasn't sure why the other had this effect on him, no matter what he said it always seemed to be some stupid ass insult sent his way that just sent his anger over the top. The only time he managed to be in the shinigamis company without throwing a fit was either during a battle or when he was silent.

"Shut the hell up, Renji, before I kick your sorry ass"

The tension could almost be seen between the two hot headed males, both glaring death at each other. Rukia laughed nervously and Orihime mumbled something no one seemed to hear.

"Ichi-san!"

All the tension seemed to disperse with that familiar voice, the glaring contest was over as all turned to the source of the call. Spotting the grinning face of Yachiru sitting on her captains and waving at them all, seemingly very happy that they had found them. Ichigo's eyes shifted from her to Kenpachi, for the second time this day meeting that intense gaze but this time he didn't look away. Not even when the other smirked down at him. The two stood on top of the wall, just a few feet away. The rest of the group greeted them, polite and formal and with a nod or wave. Ichigo caught himself as a hard elbow dug into his side. Renji grinned as he grunted.

"Hello Yachiru-chan, Kenpachi..."

"Kurosaki Ichigo" how the other seemed to chew on his name sent a chill down mentioned persons spine "you owe me a fight before you run off again. You weren't thinking on running away were you?" That smirk was back, sending out a challenge that the red headed teen knew he couldn't resist. Chasing away the unease in the pit of his stomach he snorted, placing both hands on his hips and puffed his chest.

"As if. I'm not running for nobody"

The answer seemed to please the other and the pink lieutenant squealed and clapped her hands, seeming to sense the excited reiatsu that rolled off the large captain just as well as Ichigo did. He himself couldn't help but feel expectant, the last time he'd had a good fight was with that Bounto and even Zangetsu felt happy at the possibility for a good fight. Other then that the rest didn't seem to pleased, this probably not being what they expected to do during the last hours of their stay here.

"Yay, Ken-chan is so happy now Ichi-san!"

"Follow me then Ichigo"

The duo disappeared and Ichigos fingers itched, longing to feel hard steel resting within his hand again. Keeping check on the others reiatsu he turned to the others, offering a shrug. He couldn't just say no to this challenge. Hesitating eyes met his, waiting for him to say something. Ishida pushed his glasses higher up on his nose, light reflecting in the lenses.

"I'm going, you guys do whatever you want"

The others seemed relieved. Letting out breaths and once more managed to smile his way. Orihime patted his shoulder, large eyes blinking at him. Her gentle voice broke the silence.

"Thank you, Ichigo-kun. Be careful"

With a grunt and nod Ichigo took off, leaving the group, and followed the strong reiatsu of the strange captain.



A little short but I'm getting there ^___^