This fanfic was inspired by a work of CallMePo and colored by OrangePickles on the Deviant art website. To be honest I'm surprised nobody else tried to write this as either a one-shot or a full story. For now it'll be a one shot. As for my other work the Yamada Clan I'm probably going to have to postpone the next chapter until the end of the fall semester. Happy Thanksgiving and enjoy. Plz Review if you wish. Italics= Thoughts, "Dialogue", Bold = Location

Location Unknown: Morning

Hanataro Yamada found himself awoken to a searing sensation driving into his forehead. He attempted to close his eyes, only to snap them shut when they were blinded by light. Just as he closed his eyes he had to hold the urge to throw up, which miraculously he somehow achieved. Alright massive headache, an urge to purge and sensitivity to light. I'm either suffering a massive hangover or I've got the flu. Hanataro moved his hand up to his mouth, exhaling then giving it a sniff.

Sake, I knew I should have just gone home. What the hell happened last night? I know we were celebrating Aizen's defeat, but I've never even tasted liquor before. Captain Unohana's going to be so disappointed in me. And where the hell am I?

His thoughts were interrupted as another ripple of pain spread threw his skull. Groaning he lifted his hands to his temple, he attempted to flow his kido to deal with the headache. As healing Reiatsu flowed through the three hands, he was able to lay back and sigh, the pain having pushed itself away.

This calm ended quickly as a chilling thought went through his head. Wait, last time I checked I didn't have three hands. Oh god did I wander to close to the 12th division? Opening his eyes he expected to find himself strapped to a table in a lab. What he saw was much more horrifying.

"Hey there big boy, feeling better?" Lying next to him completely nude was none other than the fearsome leader of squad two, Captain Soifon. Who had her breasts hanging close to his face. He immediately began scrabbling back, when he felt a breeze waft across his lower body. He looked down, only to pull up the covers to his chin, hiding his nakedness while a huge blush rose on his cheeks.

"What's wrong Hanataro-kun, are you cold because I can take care of that." She finished that sentence with a sultry look, pushing her left breast into his arm while stroking his stomach.

"C-C-Captain So-Soifon, I-I… PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!" He half yelled out this last statement to afraid to move. Soifon blinked at him, a look of confusion on her face.

"Why would I kill you? After last night I'm half tempted to kick that disgrace of a lieutenant to the curb and replace him with you." Hanataro's eye's bulged, unsure how to deal with the usual cold captain's warmth.

"C-Captain I-" Hanataro found himself cutoff by the woman's finger. "Calm yourself Hanataro-kun, I'm not going to hurt you, and it's just Soifon. Now calmly say what you're going to say."

Hanataro was still nervous, but much less than before, after taking a minute to slow his heartbeat he managed to ask his question.

"Ca- I mean Soifon, I don't mean t-to be n-nervous, but I can't r-remember anything from last n-n-night." Soifon sighed, having seen this coming.

"I assume last night was your first night drinking, well no matter those of us in the 2nd squad have a technique for jogging memories, and it helps us during interrogation. Question is do you want to remember last night?" As she said this she raised her hand, a slight yellow glow emanating from her hand.

Hanataro almost blurted out no, not sure he wanted to remember what put him into this situation. He stopped himself from saying that when he saw Soifon's expression, as stoic as it may have appeared, had cracks of fear running through it.

"Alright, I suppose it can't hurt anything." Soifon looked relieved, then began moving her hand forward. "Good now I will warn you this is going to feel a little odd." As she finished the sentence her hand was placed on his forehead, and with a sudden flash the memory came back.

1st Division: The night before

Hanataro sighed as he stood off to the side as a pair of drunken 11th division members passed out, both having passed out from playing a drinking game. It had been five days since Aizen's defeat, and the parties were still raging on. The majority of those who had fought or participated in the battle were not present, either exhausted from the ordeal or to injured to participate.

Sure doesn't stop those who didn't help from having a ball now does it? Hanataro thought with a grim expression. Sipping on his third cup of sake, feeling it rush through his blood, leaving him somewhat disoriented. A drunken shinigami started walking towards him, one of his usual tormenters, only to trip over the other two and fall flat on his face. Hanataro sighed and walked away, choosing to leave before things got bad.

As he stumbled down through the streets away from the lights and the party, he passed through the vacant hallways and noticed how bleak they seemed. They reflected the state the Seireitei was currently, intact yet vacant of the spirit that once filled them, despite the drunken louts behind him.

The war had been won, but what had been gained? Two dead captains, one mislead and the other dying tragically. Months, perhaps years of emotional stress and pain that would remain for years to come. And to top it all off, Aizen had become too powerful to be killed, locking him away being the only option available.

We may not have lost, but we didn't win anything either. As he passed by one of the division 2 training grounds, he thought he heard crying coming from within. Now normally he would have simply passed by, knowing it was forbidden for any member outside of the second to enter.

This was quickly subdued by a combination of sake and curiosity. Stepping into the woods of the training grounds, he tripped and stumbled over the branches, surprisingly no guards or traps were set off. Before he knew it he found himself at the edge of a clearing, one with many holes and overturned trees.

In the middle he saw the captain of squad two, smashing away relentlessly at different wooden targets and trees, her incomplete shunko wrapped around her. With a burst of shunpo she appeared in front of a target, sending her fist into its stomach, exploding it from within. As Hanataro watched her movements Hanataro noticed something was off. She flipped around to kick at another target, only to trip and fall on one of the chunks of a previous one. She got up immediately and began running to punch another target

Hanataro watched this with a feeling of apprehension. Something's not right with her, Captain Soifon never stumbles. Looking around he saw a couple of sake jugs near the side of the clearing. Oh god, I've got to stop her.

As he began to run out to her Soifon reached her limit, her shunko dissipating right as she hit the target. She fell to the ground, her shoulder in excruciating pain as she scrunched her eyes shut.. Damn it, I need to be stronger than this. Why am I so weak?

Suddenly the pain lessoned in her shoulder, as she felt a healing kido applied to her shoulder. Maybe it's Unohana, or maybe even Yoruichi-sama. She looked over to see a familiar teenager instead, and she began to struggle, not wanting to be seen like this.

"Captain Soifon, please hold still, if you keep moving I won't be able to heal you." The alcohol and her injury forcing any nervousness out at the moment. Soifon only tried to struggle harder, a feat normally accomplishable if it wasn't for her weakened condition.

"Let me go you fool, as a captain I order you to leave!" Hanataro knew he might get in trouble, but refused to budge. "I'm sorry, but I can't do that." He went to apply the kido, only to find himself on his back, with her knee on his chest and a knife to his throat.

"I will not tell you again little healer, leave or else." Hanataro, his nervousness returning full force, was still able to shake his head no. Soifon's hand tightened on the blade, drawing it closer to his neck.

"Why, Why are you ignoring my commands, you know I could kill you in a heartbeat?" The boy nodded, so she continued. "Then why do you disobey me, TELL ME!" She yelled this last part, her eyes hardening into a hard edge. Hanataro was silent for a moment, the shadows on the field moving across his eyes.

"Because your suffering and I want to help you." Soifon's arm raised up, the knife poised to stab down. Hanataro closed his eyes, expecting death.

When he heard the thunk of the blade stabbing, he was surprised he didn't feel any pain. Opening his eyes he saw she had stabbed the blade into the ground next to his neck. Looking up at her, he was surprised to see tears in the powerful woman's eyes.

"Yo-You're not lying are you, b-because if you are I'll kill you before you ca-" She was cut off when she felt Hanataro's hand on her shoulder, cutting her off. "I promise captain I'm not lying. I just want to-" It was his turn to be cut off as she hauled him up, wrapping her arms around him and putting her head in his shoulder. Hanataro, unsure what to do with the sobbing woman he decided to simply hug her back.

When the woman was done sobbing she looked at him with a strange expression on her face. Unwrapping her arms from him she walked to the edge of the clearing she grabbed her Haori and put it on. Once that was done she grabbed the young medic by the shoulders, she slung him over her shoulders and departed the field.

Unseen by both parties Yoruichi and Unohana were standing off to the side. When Soifon had disappeared from the hospital both had gone looking for her. They found her just as she stabbed the blade down next to Hanataro.

"Interesting boy you have there in your division Retsu-san, I didn't think he'd be willing to stand up to Soifon." Unohana gave a slight chuckle at this, almost as surprised as she was.

"7th seat Yamada may not have the natural talents or strength as many of the ranked officers, but he's always willing to step in and do what's right, even at the expense of himself. He truly epitomizes what the 4th division is all about." Yoruichi nodded her head, dropping down from her perch in the tree to stand by her old friend.

"Yeah I remember when he Ukitake told me how he stood up to lil Byakuya, I couldn't stop laughing. Still, I don't think he realizes what he's gotten himself into." Unohana looked at the purple haired woman, a serious expression on her face.

"Care to elaborate Yoruichi-san, should I be concerned for the wellbeing of my officer?" While Unohana didn't mean to show it, she cared for Hanataro like a son and had no intention of seeing him hurt. Yoruichi quickly shook her head, amused at her friend's reaction.

"Physically no, emotionally maybe. Soifon has rarely had any true emotional attachments to anyone. Her family, despite my orders trained her to be a tool, one that had attachment only to me. Emotionally it's almost impossible for her to attach to anyone. When she does connect with someone, it tends to be a very powerful bond and like with mine she frankly goes overboard." Unohana gave her the smile, the one that signified doom if the wrong answer was given, there'd be hell to pay.

"N-now now Unohana, I'm not saying she'll doing anything that'll hurt the boy, all I'm saying is, don't be surprised at what she may do." Unohana contemplated this, before returning to her normal smile and nodding her head.

"Oh well, Hanataro has dealt with stranger circumstances, I'm sure this won't be any different for him to handle." Sliding a small bottle of sake out of her sleeve she took a swig then offered it to the cat lady.

Yoruichi gave a smirk, taking a swig before Unohana's next comment caused her to choke on it. "In any case, I was hoping for some grandchildren to spoil before he takes over the division."

2nd Division: 2 minutes later

Soifon and Hanataro had both come out of shunpo, with the latter having fallen to his knees, struggling to hold in his dinner. Hanataro had never experienced Shunpo before, so adding in sake and captain level speed was not a good combination. Struggling to get to his feet, he heard the distinct sound of a key being inserted into a lock. Soifon looked over at the medic, hoisting him up by his collar and dragging him into her quarters.

The inside was small and simple, something befitting Soifon's Spartan life style. It was a simple four room apartment, the living room had a low table with some cushions around it. Soifon brought Hanataro over to the table pushing him down on the cushion.

"I'm going to grab a drink, wait here Hanataro-san." She exited the room, only slightly swaying from the alcohol. Hanataro on the other hand, starting to sober up from the few drinks he had earlier, looked around the living room. The room was filled with cat figurines, all of them black. To be honest the eyes all seemed to be looking at him, which was a little disconcerting to him.

He stopped looking around when Soifon reentered the living room, a bottle of sake and two cups in her hand. She immediately forced one into his hands.

"Drink this Hanataro-san, if you would." Hanataro, not sober enough to refuse, put the cup to his lips and drank the liquid, the strength of the alcohol stronger than his drinks from earlier. Before he could ask about, the captain had swallowed her cup and went about filling them again.

"Hanataro-san, thank you for healing my shoulder. If you don't mind I'd like to ask some things about you?" Hanataro nodded, unsure of where this line of questioning was going. "Good we'll start with the basics. Why did you decide to become a shinigami?"

"I guess I just wanted to help people like my brother did." Soifon nodded, writing down his answers when he wasn't looking.

For about hours this was the tempo of the questions, ranging from his beliefs and ambitions to his favorite things. He in turn asked a few questions of his own, which she surprisingly answered. Throughout the whole conversation she continued to feed him drinks, while only taking a few in return.

As the night wore on Hanataro found his concentration beginning to fade, he gave out a yawn. Soifon looked up from her writing pad, a stoic expression on her face.

"Am I boring you Yamada, if so we could do something else?" Hanataro shook his head, not wanting to distress her. "No Captain Soifon, I'm just feeling tired. I think I should head home." He tried rising to his feet, only to stumble and fall on his back. Or he would have if Soifon hadn't caught him.

"You're in no position to be leaving Hanataro-san, you'll be staying here for the night. And you can relax I have a second bed for you to use." Hanataro went to argue, but Soifon ignored him, carrying the medic into a room and depositing him into a bed.

How do these strange situations keep happening to me? Kidnapped by ryoka, My body hijacked by a plushie doll, traveling through Hueco Mundo and now I'm lying in a captains house. When did my life get so- His thoughts were cut off by the sound of a lock clicking. He looked at the door to see Soifon unsteadily walking towards him.

"Um Captain, thank you for letting me stay, but where is your room?"

"Isn't it obvious Hanataro, you're currently lying in it." Hanataro surprisingly took this question in stride, going to the most obvious one.

"We'll then where am I going to sleep?" Soifon walked closer to the bed, discarding her coat. "In this room obviously." Once again his emotions were held in check.

"We'll where's the second bed, does it roll out from under this one?" Soifon kicked off her shoes and set her zanpakuto to the side. "There is no second bed." Does not compute, begin activating panic mode.

"B-But you said there was an s-second bed, Didn't you C-Captain?" Soifon removed the sleeves from around her arms. "I lied."

With a burst of shunpo Hanataro found the woman straddling his stomach, while her arms pinned his to the bed. Hanataro opened his mouth to yell in surprise, only he found himself unable to do so by the woman's tongue slithering into his mouth. At this all thoughts went dead as he felt a fire spread through his body. To his surprise his tongue began to reciprocate the movements.

After a minute of making out, Soifon drew away, a small trail of saliva connecting the two tongues. Hanataro's eyes were half lidded as he stared up at the woman.

"Captain Soifon, am I dreaming?" Despite the woman's intoxication, she gave the boy a strange look. "Why would you think this was a dream Hanataro-kun?" Hanataro looked up, a sad look crossing his expression.

"I've never been treated this kindly before, especially by someone so beautiful. It just doesn't seem real." Soifon blushed at the compliment, before she began to tug at the medics Shihakusho.

"It's not a dream Hanataro-kun, but even if it is, let's make it one to remember." At this Hanataro's nervousness melted away, and his vision clouded over in pleasure.

2nd Division: Back to the present

As the image flickered out, Hanataro couldn't deny he was a little disappointed for it to end so early. Looking over at the captain, he was surprised to see the woman's head down.

"I'm sorry if you feel like I took advantage of you Hanataro-kun, it's just… I've never had anyone besides Yoruichi-sama who cared for me past my abilities as a fighter. I just wanted to feel what it was like to be loved, even if only for a short while." Hanataro just sat there, surprised at the woman's admission. When he didn't say anything she simply sighed, expecting the boy to reject her

"Your clothes are kind of scattered around the room. I'll leave so you can get-"

AS she was getting up she found herself pulled back down by her arm. Whipping around expecting the boy to attack her, physically or verbally, she was surprised to find him simply locking her arms around her. As her breasts pressed up against his chest, she couldn't help but give out a little gasp.

"Soifon, I-I know things may n-not have happened the way ei-either of us could have seen, but you didn't take advantage of me. Please don't feel that way, I… I'm happy things went the way they did," Soifon didn't answer back verbally, as her lips pressed into his mouth they gave all the words that could be said.

The two pressed themselves up against each other, the nakedness of each other's bodies sending thrills through them As the two drew apart from each other Soifons hands reached up to his head, attempting to push him lower.

"Hanataro, please, I-I need…" She was unable to finish the sentence, but Hanataro got the message. Lowering his head to her breasts, he took one in his hand, rubbing his hand over it and gently giving it a squeeze. As he did this he put the other in his mouth, suckling the dark teat. Soifon arched her back, pleasure coursing through her body.

Not wanting to leave the boy out she reached down between his legs, grabbing him down there and bringing him to full size. Hanataro could only shudder, doing his best to maintain control. Attempting to gain some of the momentum back, he turned his attention to her other breast, while reaching behind her to squeeze her behind

At this Soifon put her head in his shoulder, releasing a moan that made Hanataro groan in response. She abruptly released him and pulled away, pushing Hanataro on his back. She positioned herself above him, poised to plunge downward. As Hanataro reached out and put his hands on her hips, she plunged down, filling herself to the core.

For a moment neither of them talked, the sensations coursing through them too much to handle. After she had gotten adjusted to him she began to ride him, bouncing up and down with her hands on her chest. Oh god I'm not going to last long at this rate, I've got to do something to finish this. Grabbing hold of her hips he began thrusting up, trying to match the tempo she was setting.

This movement caused Soifon to groan, feeling her climax begin to pool in her stomach. She flattened herself against his body, wanting as much contact between the two as possible. Hanataro lifted his head to kiss her, his thrusts getting faster by the minute. She moaned in their kiss, feeling herself at the edge.

"Hana…I…I think I'm…going to-" Soifon could speak anymore, as a wave of pressure wafted through her, causing her to arch back and scream. Hanataro quickly followed her, the feeling of her clamping around him bringing him to finish.

As the two collapsed together, they wrapped their arms around each other, kissing and holding themselves still connected at the hip. As the light shown though the window they both simply laid there, neither one planning on getting up anytime soon.

Alcohol and pain may have pushed the two together, but it was something neither of them would ever regret. You can't find love without a little grief, and as Hanataro lay next to her, he promised himself that he would make sure she received far more of the former than the latter.

We'll thats it for now, cya after the semester ends. Let me know if i should continue this at a later date or not.