Zaraki Kenpachi

A major blood lust,
and a sword he likes to thrust,
into the head of a fight,
his element definately is not light.
Upon his shoulder rides a pink head,
who sleeps on him like a bed. Her name is Yachiru,
and high is her reiatsu
they're always seen together
and it shall be like that forever.
♠ ♠ ♠
the characters in these poems are not mine as they rightfully belong ot the author of Bleach.