Omgs. I am excited. This is a fanfic about my fave characters! Ukitake and Komamura! They are seriously underrated and incredibly awesome. Enjoy! NOT A YAOI.

I am changing my avatar to my drawing of how I envisioned Kioko/Sunny… I had fun drawing it :D u shud take a look

Prologue

"UwaaHAhaaaaaa…" Kioko half laughed, half groaned in the face of three menacing men, who had backed her into a corner, anger plain on their faces. "Oh boy." Her mind flashed back to a few minutes before, and for the umpteenth time wondered why she just could not control her words.

But… it had been too good a chance to resist. The biggest man, their leader, had looked so fat, sitting there on that stool on the middle of the road, and plus, he was obstructing traffic- and when people came to tell him as such, he waved them away immediately. He looked so dangerous, though, that people were reluctant to really challenge him. That alone made her furious, her irritation rising up through her body like bees. Not to mention,

"Awww…He looks like Nikki." She had said to no one in particular, just loud enough for him to hear and be interested. She smirked behind his back, the smile slow and confident. Those who knew her shook their heads and cleared out of the area. It was dangerous to be in the same area as Kioko, known as Sunny to her friends, when she was in a mood like this one.

Sure enough, he turned and around and addressed her.

"Nikki?"

Her face a blank, sarcastic mask, she spoke, as if just stating a simple fact. "My pet pig."

It wasn't a total lie- she did have a pet pig named Nikki when she was younger.

Her comment got the desired reaction from the man, his face turning a bright shade of crimson in anger. His eyes got smaller, and he fumed, staring straight at Sunny, barely restraining himself.

"That's a nice color… but you're going to give yourself a heart attack if you do that much longer." she smiled sweetly.

"GRRRRAAAA!!!!" He shouted in frustration. He stood up, revealing himself to be much taller than Sunny had originally thought; and as he stood, two other men did as well, both as massive as he was. She hadn't noticed them before, and she gulped nervously. She was in trouble, and she knew it.

Sinuously as a cat, she turned, her long pink hair of which she was very proud flying behind her in a smooth curtain. She wove through the crowd easily, ducking under and jumping over objects in her way with ease. Her deliberately short black kimono, vaguely reminiscent of a shinigami's uniform, flapped as she ran low to the ground. Her pursuers were not so mindful of the crowd, however; they threw aside people and objects as if they were worth nothing. Sunny growled. The things they so carelessly tossed aside were the very lives of the people who lived here, the 72nd district of Rukongai.

But because of the straight, destructive course her hunters took, they caught up to her fairly quickly. As they drew nearer, Sunny panicked, weaving more rapidly between all the traffic on the street. But still it wasn't enough.

So now she was backed into a small corner between buildings, her three opponents looming over her monstrously. She looked around for a way out, but found nothing. Her breathing quickened. "Heh…heh…heh…" she laughed nervously.

The leader, the one she had angered, was the first to speak. "Hello…" he snarled. "What do we have here? An impudent little brat, I think…. What should we do with it?" he asked his comrades, as he threateningly touched her throat with two meaty fingers. The crowd on the street walked by, not even glancing her way. It had nothing to do with them, and they didn't want to get involved. Sunny scoffed.

"Yeah. That's right. Keep on walking." she spat at the indifferent people on the street, a comment that angered the threesome even more. Before she knew what was happening, she was pinned to the wall, hanging there like some sick kind of ornament in the man's oversized, meaty hand. He held her neck tight; Sunny gagged.

"Hmm… What should we do with it? We could kill it, I suppose… or maybe…" He looked at her closely, noticing her long legs, ample chest, and fine features. He let her neck loose, and she dropped to the ground. "I think I can find some other use for you." He chuckled maliciously, eyeing her as she struggled on the ground. He looked at his friends; they wore the same expression as him. Though, Of course, no one would object if he took first dibs on the girl. She really was quite a catch.

"What's your name?" He asked. She was silent. "I SAID-"

"Kioko."

A slow smile crept across her face. She knew exactly what she had to do to fool these three men. They were fairly simple creatures, easy to figure out: and easy to trick as well. She just had to scare them a little. And perhaps, if she played her cards right, she might be able to scare them enough to reform their habits.

"But…" She let her voice become blank and emotionless. "That is only what they call me here. I have no name. I am myself and no one else. I am not a name or a face. I am no name and no face and no mind and you-" she pointed her finger at the three men in turn, still staring at the ground. "Are like me. Or will be. Who are we to define time?" She looked up, slowly and deliberately, her dark grey eyes blank and apparently unseeing; In truth she saw everything, from he horrified look of the men to the amused looks of the people on the street who knew who she was for some reason or another. Inside, she had to fight to keep from smiling.

"I-I-I'm not like you." the man on the left protested.

"Are you?" she asked, cocking her head to one side limply, like a doll.

"N-No."

"Oh. Then you must have been before, or most likely, are still yet to be."

"N-No. No." he gasped.

Now, she thought, Now for the punchline. "But you can not be. Or not be, once again." best to keep them a bit confused.

"H-Huh?"

"I am no name and no face and no mind because I was no heart, when I was." all three men reacted to this statement.

"No heart?" one said.

"What?" said the second.

The third didn't speak, but his eyes widened in response to her statement.

"You are no heart and no feelings. So go, and find the heart so you can be heart and feelings again."

"S-So… how do I do that?" stuttered the man who had not spoken yet.

"You must be kind to all things, and then you will be heart."

"That… that's it?" stuttered the center man.

"That is all, if that is what you mean."

With that, she slumped over, making a big show of going limp. She rested a few seconds on the ground, grinning to the dirt, and then straightened out her face into a more normal expression. She came up from the ground with all the fear she had before being 'possessed.'

The men were silently afraid of what she would be this time around as she sat back up. But as they saw on her face the expression of a scared young girl, and not some otherworldly creature, they sighed in relief. Sunny looked around with all the confusion appropriate to the moment, eyes wide and scared. The three men saw the expression and panicked, remembering the strange creature's words. Wordlessly, they opened up their ranks to let her through. As was appropriate, she darted through the opening, not looking back until she ran a good distance away. When she could see them no longer, she stopped running and put on a wide, cocky smile. Jauntily, she strutted down the road with hands clasped behind her back. She wasn't called the trickster of the 72nd district for nothing.