Playing With Fire [PRIVATE]

[Ichigo Kurosaki]

Takai hated being labelled as a rogue or a traitor to the Soul Society. He'd given them everything he had, and he had enjoyed his time in the Stealth Force. Of course, with becoming a Vizard and faking his death to the Soul Society, he knew that he could never return. Best to help out Karakura Town from within and stay alive then be butchered by the Gotei 13 he'd once devoted himself to. If any Shinigami that saw him realized what he was or who he was and that he was still alive, he'd be executed on the spot. The only thing he wanted to do was get stronger, grow in power, and help Karakura in any way he could. He knew it was risky, but he still held onto the morals he learned in the Soul Society, which was about all of him left.

Takai knew if he was ever to get stronger, he may need help, but he knew of no-one to ask, all of his comrades were Shinigami, and they would kill him if he showed his face. He'd just fight Hollows and Arrancar, that would be his training. It would take him longer without direction, but Takai didn't have a choice. It was him against the world now, and Takai knew it.

After staying at his home away from home for about four days, Takai grew restless waiting. He needed something to keep his mind away from himself. Easier said, then done, but he had to try. Walking near the Karakura playground, Zanpakuto at his side, Takai took a seat on one of the nearby benches. At this time of night, there wasn't anyone nearby, so Takai would be safe for the moment. He needed something to do, kill some Hollows, train. But Takai would wait, he still had some patience left in him along with the Hollow in him.

[Lil' Ame]

Ame’s transfer to the second division was smooth enough. The Onmitsukidō was a branch she wanted a part in. She had recently felt the need to make herself more useful to the people, putting forth the effort to increase in rank so that she could put her mind to better use. Power was of no concern to her, however it was something that the general society found essential. The only thing left to do was to prove herself of being capable to the Captain of the Second Division and Commander-in-chief, Soifon. This was to be no easy task, for Ame heard of her strict and rigid devotion to the rules of the Soul Society. As all Captains should, though she seemed to take it to new levels.

Upon her transfer, Ame sought out any mission worth taking. That is how she ended up here in Karakura Town. She was gracefully walking on the telephone wires that zigzagged throughout the town, like a professional tightrope walker as she read from a neatly creased piece of paper. She had the habit of writing down her missions in detailed bullet points so that every objective was carried out in full. As usual there were some abnormalities lurking in this town and it was her job to seek out the source and possibly terminate.

Ame finally came to the conclusion that she had spent enough time walking around. Though being more then capable of doing difficult missions she saw no reason to not take her time in doing so. “This is becoming tiresome. Amaya I’m getting bored. Nothing seems to be wrong at all,” she said in a low, exasperated tone.

‘It’s okay love. Let’s just do one more round and we can head back to report, ‘kay?’ Amaya responded in her dedicated, motherly voice to Ame.

“Hai,” Ame whispered as she jumped down from a telephone poll to what seemed to be a park. As she continued walking, Ame pasted a boy sitting on a bench. She was very curious why anyone would be out at this time of night, but she knew he wouldn’t be able to see her and she had things to finish up so that she could return home. After passing him, a weird sensation crawled up her spine and she reacted instantaneously. Turning around to face the boy, hand hovering over her Zanpakutō’s hilt, she said, “Who are you?”

[Bear]

[maroon]One hell of a long night, back and forth between multiple areas. If it wasn't a Hollow, it was 'reports' of Arrancar activity, which turned out to be a farce. His own organization had become slightly populated, mostly by weaker rogues and while most had potential, sometimes these fake reports got annoying. The only good that had come from a false report was the new 'opera' looking mask he had found in an old abandoned warehouse, ditching his old bear mask it was what he dawned now. It did a better job of covering his face. Only the green glow of his eyes could be seen through the two slits granting him vision.

And now he had been hopping between houses.

There was no real direction in which he was headed, and the only noise he made was the black and white Vizard robes flapping in the wind, otherwise he was as silent as could be. Not there was any reason to talk, he was traveling alone after all. But it wasn't for long. A presence catching his attention he shifted his gaze down towards the park, a figure took a seat upon the bench they had there. He was no Shinigami. He had Hollow reiatsu just like him, and by the looks of it he didn't have much control of the beast, seeing as the reiatsu was leaking everywhere. Damn, another rookie Vizard. Coming to a stop on the roof of a building facing the park on the opposite end of the road, he stood there looking down. A possible recruit.

Then a second figure, this time pure Shinigami.

They were both weaker than he was but both potential recruits, but for now he observed. She seemed to ignore him at first but it wasn't long till she noticed, watching as she spun on her feet and held a hand over her Zanpakuto. A little rash but admirable. It meant she took her duty seriously. However he didn't jump in just yet, not that he was hiding or concealing himself, his own reiatsu was there and leaking out, the only difference being that they could not feel his Hollow side. It was a good thing he had conquered his own demon long ago. But he waited, just to see how things would play out. Besides if they had any knowledge of Hidenseido or Kisho himself, his robes would be a dead give away, if they took notice that was. But for now, watching.

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[Lil' Ame]

Was she hallucinating? Ame stood, slightly embarrassed, as she stared at an empty bench. The adrenaline alone was satisfying, being the only excitement she encountered all night. However, she began to think if she was capable of continuing her mission. It wasn’t like her to be so jumpy on a mission. Granted, she was klutzy at times, even airheaded, but on missions she was on spot when it came to everything. “Must have been my imagination,” she murmured under her breath.

Relaxing the muscles in her body Ame let out a relieved sigh. She dropped her hand, allowing it to loosely fall onto her zanpakutō, than rolling off of it to end up by her side. The night air was cold, flowing through her hair that sent shivers down her spine. It was one night that held an ire feeling. She felt as if something were supposed to happen, yet did not. Soul Society would have not sent her to Karakura Town if nothing were here. As she permitted the thoughts to enter her mind, thoughts which ducked and weaved through basic understandings and decades of experiences, she had come to no tangible solution. “Do you think this is some form of test?” she said aloud. When there was no one around, she instinctively talked to Amaya with her own voice, seeing it as normality more than anything. Due to the secrecy of Amaya’s existence within her own body, conversations between the two twins were kept inwardly.

‘A test? Why would they need to put you through a test? They probably saw an increase in Hollow activity in this area like they always do,’ Amaya answered quickly, as if not giving it any thought whatsoever.

Ame shook her head and tried to not think about the dealings of those she, in essence, served. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Her eyes quickly reopened and conveyed alertness, turning her attention to a figure on a rooftop across the street. Retaining the position she held before, slightly hunched over, hand over hilt and ready for the slightest of action. This time, there was no illusions, what she saw was definitely there and what she saw frightened her. ‘Those robes… Could he be…’ her thoughts began as they ran one hundred miles per minute.

“Y..y..you!” Ame staggered at first. “State your name!” She wasn’t the most assertive of individuals, that being Amaya’s forte, however she stood with all the courage and strength she could muster up. If this was the man she thought he was, then she was already dead.

[Bear]

[maroon]Blinking he simply stood there, the figure on the bench had disappeared and instead only the girl was within his vision. His eyes had deceived him, no not his eyes, his mind. It was a simple trick that had caused him to imagine something that did not exist, though it wasn't exactly a surprise. He had lost most of his 'sanity' long ago, so to see things that weren't actually there was pretty normal. For him, at least. Shaking his head slightly, it seemed like the girl had noticed nothing was there as well, maybe he wasn't the only insane one. Hopefully. A lonely world when you were insane.

Instead she took notice of his own presence, turning and facing him. Kisho made no movement, simply standing there as his robes flapped in the wind. Tilting his head slightly he stared back at the Shinigami, no words left his mouth. She shouted to him, with a stutter. She held fear in her heart, all because of his mere presence. Then again if she was from Soul Society chances are she had some information on him, and had every right to be scared. And she wanted his name, confirmation most likely. He stayed silent with only the whistle of the wind, observing her for a moment. Somewhat forward, fear, and someone who talked to themselves. A rather odd mixture but useful all the same.

"Kisho Haruo."

With a Shunpo, one she would be unable to see, he would appear a few feet on her left side. Arms hanging loosely at his side and his head turning ever so slightly, he would look at the short, compared to him, girl. If all went well he would have another recruit, another comrade to join his organization. One that stood for so much more, not even Soul Society could compete with it.

"Calm your nerves, I'm sure the stories you've heard have been twisted in some way."

To be fearful of him meant information had been crossed somewhere along the way, yes he 'murdered' a Shinigami, yes he fought Byakuya, and yes he stood trial in front of multiple Captain's. But he was released and found innocent. And all through this he held no violent feelings towards those of Soul Society, he was not at war with them nor would he slaughter someone for simply being affiliated with them. Not unless they provoked Hidenseido and threatened their lives, otherwise they were free to do as they wish.

"It seems I'm not the only one seeing invisible beings. Anyway, you have learned of my name so how about telling me yours?"

A fair trade, after he learned of her name and gathered some information he would make an offer. That was the reason for interacting with her after all, he could have simply left without saying a word. But he had a mission.

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[Lil' Ame]

He moved with such comatose motions. The aura he gave off wasn’t inviting at all as he just stood there staring. As if he didn’t freak her out already. Ame noticed he was analyzing her and she was putting out the wrong emotions. She knew this. However, how could one stand calm and keep their cool, especially with such a gap in power. ‘I must try though. Calm down,’ She began to fight herself. ‘Calm down now!’

Then her thoughts were quickly and abruptly interrupted, “Kisho Haruo.”

Ame froze. Every fiber in her being wanted to reach out to Amaya for the familiar support she grew accustomed to. However she couldn’t because Amaya had fallen asleep. Each soul needed its individual sleep and if done properly, Ame’s body could be up around the clock. It took awhile to learn all the new “rules” to the lives of the Ryūzōji twins. Nonetheless it was accomplished and the knowledge proved to be very useful.

Taking in a deep breath, regaining her psyche to a suitable state, and returning her attention to where it should be, Ame was able to stand just a little bit more firm. She blinked, it was a mistake to have done such a thing and she came to the conclusion that it was over. Why? Kisho had disappeared within that small window. She was fast but obviously he was much faster and this came as no surprise. Word travels fast in the Soul Society. Being so far down the ladder, in regards to the position she held in the Seireitei as an unseated officer at the time, the “word” was normally skewed. This man fought Byakuya and lived. Though it may be very different from reality, Kisho was viewed as a very dangerous man, a murderer that was able to fight his way out of the Soul Society. A traitor.

Ame’s eyes were shut tight, prepared for what was to come. What came were words, the last thing she was expecting. ‘Calm myself? I can’t even tell myself to calm down,’ she argued silently. Even so, the muscles in her body relaxed and she became less tense. She glanced to her left to see Kisho, he even looked like a monster, or at least what was portrayed as a monster. It’s hard to distinguish what your own thoughts are opposed to those that are put in you.

‘My name?’ Ame was bewildered. ‘He must have been watching me for awhile if he saw me react to nothing. How embarrassing.’ She slightly shook her head, turned her whole body to Kisho and looked him up and down ever so vaguely. She was going to make sure she answered with pride, showing no timid nature in her voice or actions. What came out of her mouth, on the contrary, was weak and still expressing some fear lying in her heart. “Ryūzōji… Ryūzōji, Ame.”

[Bear]

[maroon]It was not hard to tell that she still feared him, and she had every right to. Aside from him telling the girl to calm her nerves, he had not given her any real reason to not fear him. But at least he had learned her name and that was the first task, now he had to reach out and show that he was not what the stories made him out to be, although most were true. A monster, a Vizard, a 'traitor', yes they were true. A murderer, a threat to Soul Society and its inhabitants? No. That was far from the truth, so the least he could do was briefly explain and clear some things up. Maybe then she wouldn't be so scared and conversation would be much easier.

"Greetings, Ame Ryūzōji."

Turning around so his back was turned to the girl he stared out at the sky.

"No doubt you have heard of me, the stories of my encounter with the noble Kuchiki?"

Hands stuffed in his pockets with a relaxed stance, he had no reason to worry about a sneak attack. It would do no damage, so he could be as relaxed as he wanted. It made things easier on his end anyway, showed that he was not tense, aggressive, or worried. He had no reason to be.

"Allow me to clarify, yes I was arrested by Kuchiki, and I did engage in combat with the man. However the charges were false and despite my resist, I was cleared and allowed to leave Soul Society in peace. I am no threat to that world, in fact I stay as far from it as possible. Venturing there only to visit my family once in a while."

That was the truth of it, although some details were left out he didn't need to dive any deeper into the subject. The last time he had visited his family was long ago, and Ayame had joined him in Hidenseido, as for the rest, well they hadn't spoken for quite some time. A brief clearing, now it was time to make explain his reason for interacting with her.

"I'm sure you are curious as to why I approached you? Its simple really. I have established an organization called Hidenseido within the human world, a sanctuary for Vizard, Shinigami, Arrancar, and Hollow alike. Our goal is to protect Karakura and the earth from any threats, Aizen included. The problem is that our... roster is lacking."

Turning his head slightly he looked at Ame from the corner of his eye.

"I wish to offer you a place among Hidenseido, a new home. More freedom. A family."

Every bit of it was true, yes Hidenseido was like Soul Society in some ways but different in others. They were not just comrades but family members as well, they fought together and protected one another. If one encountered danger then Hidenseido would be there to aid, no one was to die while he was around. Not while he was still able to fight.

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[Lil' Ame]

So this “monster” sure wasn’t acting like one. Though she thought it was wrong in the first place to be having such prejudgments without having a full understanding of what a Vizard really was. Having not actually met one she couldn’t come to any conclusions. ‘Greetings?’ Ame thought to herself. ‘So he has class, does that make him any less of a threat? I suppose not. Am I trying to be optimistic here? Focus!’ She shook out of her inner thoughts and came back to the world of the conscious. Turning her attention to Kisho, she gave a slight bow, it was her nature to be polite. Having no clue of what to make of the situation Ame could only nervously smile.

Now this man was mocking her. Standing so nonchalant, back towards Ame and gaze towards the sky stood the man with such confidence. Of course he had every right to be so confident against a person like Ame. Couldn’t he have shown just a little bit of respect though? Allowing her to cling ever so desperately to the diminutive ego of a Shinigami. However, like in all instances, this made her think. ‘What does he have up his sleeve? I wonder if this is some form of ploy to get me to lower my guard…’

“Allow me to clarify…” Kisho began

Interrupted again? Nonetheless, he gained her full attention. Ame paid full attention, due to her increased curiosity, to Kisho’s side of the story. A lie? She thought at first, but then quickly came to the conclusion that it was the truth. What reason could he possibly have to want to lie to a random Shinigami. Rather, what would this man want with someone coming from a place he purposely stayed far away from. As if reading her thoughts Kisho began to touch on the real subject at hand.

To be honest, she was a little shocked. Was this a mere act of fate or simply a trap as she first thought? “Hidenseido you say,” Ame said with a gaze veering off into the empty streets surrounding the playground. “So let me get this straight. You’re lacking members to your club and your only way to increase traffic is to invite random Shinigami?” She gave a questioning glance and continued, “Not only that, you’re housing Hollow and Arrancar. Isn’t that a tad bit dangerous? Another thing, couldn’t you say that your club can be likened to the Protestants separating from the Catholic Church? Supposedly serving the same God, just doing it your own way? In other words, did you not like how things were being handled in Soul Society so you decided to do things your way?”

Well he did it, Kisho triggered Ame’s brain. This chance meeting now seemed a whole lot more interesting to her. All she could see was potential knowledge, fears placed on the backburner for now, and she wanted to obtain ever piece of it. Mind you, she was still a little shaky but you can feel the difference in the aura she gave off. Before she allowed Kisho to answer she concluded in a soft, somewhat yearning tone, “Family? Seems more like a fairytale to me.”

[Bear]

[maroon]His side of the story and offer had been made, the girl had listened patiently and seemed to be mulling it over. No doubt it was a lot to take in and he didn't expect it all to settle in right away, hell at times it was a pain for him to remember and understand. Then again his brain was beyond tormented, so it made sense. But then she began to speak, calling his newfound home a club. This only received a small smile and quiet chuckle, she had no idea what this place was like. To some it was even paradise, an escape from the hell they once belonged to. The subject quickly turned to religion and churches, which he didn't care much for. He was not religious, he did not believe in a upper being. Only what he could see.

And it was most definitely not a fairytale.

"If there is one thing you are right about, its me leaving Soul Society because I did not like the way things were being run. Many years ago I held the Third Seat of Seventh Division with a platoon I cared very much for, but on a 'routine' mission we were misinformed."

He turned and faced her.

"My entire platoon was slaughtered before my very eyes, and what was done about it? Nothing. They were forgotten, as if their lives were those of ants. I left and never once looked back, I do not wish to see a repeat of such a thing."

Honestly she reminded him a bit of younger self, the way she thought and being loyal to such a place. Having the belief that just because you were not aligned with Soul Society, you were a beast, or an enemy to be killed. That was far from the truth.

"How does it feel to be deprived of freedom, of having a greater outlook on life and seeing the truth that this world holds? I was once like you, thinking Hollow and Arrancar were nothing more than monsters to be slaughtered. However they have minds of their own and not all are the evil beings portrayed by Soul Society. In fact, I have a cousin who is an Arrancar and she fights along side of me."

It wasn't like he was scolding the girl for having such thoughts, she was not at fault for such a thing. Soul Society brainwashed their Shinigami so that missions could be carried out with a second thought, but he wasn't saying they weren't one hundred percent wrong either. There were some bad eggs in that carton. Removing one hand from his pocket, he raised it and rubbed the back of his head before continuing.

"Tell me, Ame. Do you have anyone who would die for you? Who would give their life so you may keep yours, simply because you mean so much to them? In Hidenseido that is how things work, we are a family. We would gladly die for one another, even if they are an Arrancar."

Turning completely and staring right at her, a faint glow coming from the eye slits on his mask, he asked one more question.

"Do you truly believe families only exist in fairy tales?"

That was it.

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[Lil' Ame]

So there was some back story. Ame was getting exactly what she wanted, answers. Hopefully she spoke enough, otherwise Amaya would need to wake up soon. She just couldn’t shake this fear off and felt like her mental limit was reached regarding this social interaction. The third seat, she couldn’t help but be impressed. ‘I wonder why people of such high standing fall. Is that what power does to you?’ She questioned. People like him, Captian Ichimaru, Captain Tosen, and worst of all, Captain Aizen were all of great standing in Seireitei. It was hard for her to wrap her head around the fact that people like him can make such a 180 degree turn at first but with years of experience she learned that power and greed can be a treacherous thing. This is why Ame had a fear moving up the ranks.

His attention finally turned towards her. Ame became slightly flustered and quickly put on a serious face. While his back was to her she became too comfortable allowing her face to express her innermost thoughts and feelings. She didn’t want Kisho thinking she was taking what he said too seriously. Giving it much thought at all. She took one step back and was about to reach for your zanpakuto until he had continued his story. Her muscles relaxed as she put her body at ease. Doing so allowed her to take in the moment, if only for a few seconds. The moon was bright tonight and the air cold. The breeze sent shivers, hitting beads of sweat collected on her skin from sheer anxiousness of this tense situation.

Ame didn’t noticed, however her mouth was left agape. She could only think of what trauma the incident could have cause. Feeling sorry for people was second nature, and she indeed felt sorry for him. It didn’t take much to alter her mindset once given information. Ame was the type to sift through mass amounts of information and draw conclusions quickly and effectively. Was such an event grounds for a reaction like his? Maybe, maybe not. For that answer to be clear she needed more data.

Though she craved more information, Ame was beginning to think that she was gaining too much in such a small amount of time. It’s not like she was in a battle situation, she was given the opportunity to dwell on this. Then she heard something that caused an immediate reaction, to the point where you saw her face go into shock. ‘Family? Kisho has a cousin who is an Arrancar? What if Amaya turned into a hollow that night instead of being trapped in me? Ugh! Why is all of this so frustrating,’ she thought in disarray.

Obviously he was going in for the kill, Kisho brought out some serious questions. It was as if he was trying to show her that the very solid foundation she built upon was made of nothing more than mere glass. The cracks were beginning to show. She had not one person she could think of. Not one. It was something that never crossed her mind before, something she never considered to be relevant. Though, now that it was brought to light she realized how much she craved such a thing. Of course she had Amaya, but that was all she had. They both haven’t had a family for such a long time. It was something almost forgotten. There was sisters, that’s it, but not family.

His last question made her cringe for some odd reason. She looked up at him, a face seemingly different from before their conversation had ever taken place, and said, “Show me otherwise.”

[Bear]

[maroon]

The words he spoke were all true, every last bit of it. Why would he lie? He had no reason to, sure he wanted to recruit this girl into Hidenseido but a leader who lied, was not fit to be a leader. That is not how he worked, the truth would keep trust between himself and all of his subordinates and allies, and that's what he needed. This was not Hueco Mundo, and this was not Soul Society. Things were different, much different. But a good different. On top of that his words seemed to lure Ame in, she wished to see this family he spoke of. That was perfectly fine with him, in fact he welcomed it. What better way to see reality for what it really was? There was no fairytale here.

"Very well."

He smiled underneath the mask and slowly removed one hand from his pocket, stretching it out all the way to the side and making a fist. Making a tapping motion the air would ripple under his fist slightly, and in the next second a Garganta would be ripped open. The destination was Hidenseido, the top of his pagoda to be exact. It would allow her to see everything below with a clear view, and show her just how different it was from Soul Society. He gestured for her to enter the black cavity, in there questions would be answered, information give, and explanations heard.[/maroon]

"After you, Ame."

OOC: Small post, sorry D:

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[Lil' Ame]

Was this tension she felt? It was a griping feeling, a feeling of the cold air wrapping its fingers around her small neck. It was almost hard to breathe. There was no reason for her to be so nervous anymore, even if she didn’t feel that way. Ame kept a strong stare at Kisho to show that she was serious. This girl, spending so much time as a subordinate to the Soul Society was now throwing figurative dice with her future. It was as if she was asking him, “Show me how to betray Seireitei.”

He answered so calmly, so smooth in fact that it seemed he was prepared to say those words well before she let her guard down. However, at that instant, the cold hands suffocating her not to long ago loosen their grip around Ame’s neck and she was back to a state of serenity. The whole event was taking her emotions on a rollercoaster ride, throwing them in all sorts of directions. She watched as Kisho raised his fist and for the first time in her life witnessed a Garganta spawn forth from something other than a Hollow.

Then she was invited through it. Another first. What was it suppose to feel like going through that thing? Was it even designed for a Shinigami? In some respects Kisho was a Shinigami, but she knew he had that thing lying deep within. She brought her hand, covered by a long sleeve, to her mouth as she slowly approached the Garganta. Ame now stood about a foot away from it and was also closer to Kisho then she had ever been. The chills raced up and down her spin. “Can you hold my hand?” the younger sister in herself asked without even realizing it as she stared intently thought the Garganta. Ame was used to relying on Amaya for support and for some reason she reached out to Kisho. She trusted him enough to actually go to this Hidenseido he spoke of, so why not ask? She was scared and it was too late trying to cover it up.

[Bear]

[maroon]The Garganta was like a giant black, gaping mouth. It was to swallow the both of them up and transport them to the desired location, and honestly that's how it felt. Even to one who was used to Garganta being the main form of transportation he still couldn't get used to the feeling of walking into, well, emptiness. It was always so dark and cold within the area, and felt as if his own thoughts were echoing throughout the tunnel. It wasn't actually doing that but it sure as hell felt that way, but it was also the best form of getting around he had. Much quicker than Shunpo or even a Senkaimon gate, and for the few seconds the feeling lasted, it wasn't a big deal.

But now Ame had finally taken him surprise, asking to hold his hand through the tunnel. Looking at her, then to the Garganta, then back to her he simply smiled. It could definitely be a scary thing, especially for the first time. But that's what Hidenseido was all about, comfort, family, and trust. So he would comply. Reaching up with a gloved right hand he gently took hers and looked down at her, it was hard to see due to the mask but his face carried a gentle and comforting look. Even the way he held her hand suggested such a thing, he had to gain the trust after all. Stepping forward he walked with her into the Garganta, the entrance would close behind them but the tunnel would expand. A platform of reiatsu under their feet, and with each step it echoed throughout the black.

"It can be quite scary, can't it?"

It was pretty damn scary when the first time he used it that's for sure, the possibility of a dark dimensional tunnel collapsing on him was not fun. At least he could control it now. The tunnel wouldn't take long for the two of them to travel through, in fact it only took a few minutes. On the other would be a bright light, and once through they would be on the top of his pagoda, looking down at Hidenseido below. All the buildings and every now and then you could spot an ant sized, black and white robed person running around. Those were his family members.[/maroon]

[green]"Welcome to my home, Ame. This is Hidenseido."

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[Lil' Ame]

With no answer he took Ame’s left hand and looked directly at her. His hand was warm, firm, and having a grip that, without exerting it, demonstrated power. This man was supposed to be an enemy to her, she kept reminding herself of that. Yet, no matter how many times she repeated the fact in her head her curiosity consistently poked at her. She wanted to see something more, something beyond her knowledge. Her face then began to turn red. She never expected him to actually take her hand. ‘What am I four?’ she thought critically. Though, upon pondering the thought Ame realized how little her physical interaction with males was. The next thing she knew was that she was stepping into the void.

Ame simply nodded in agreement, keeping her attention on the Garganta. She raised her right hand in the air to allow her sleeve to glide down her arm. Running her fingers through her bangs and let out a nervous chuckle as she walked by Kisho’s side. Exploring her surroundings and taking in every last bit of detail, which in reality didn’t take long due to there being nothing in this place, Ame kept silent. Knowing there was nothing didn’t stop her from looking in all sorts of directions, simply hoping that there was something.

They now stood atop on Kisho’s pagoda. Ame looked below and saw a whole other world. Darting her head in all sorts of ways she was happy to actually be able to take something in. In stark contrast to the setting surrounding the Garganta. She was in amazement, mouth agape before she asked, “Where is Hidenseido exactly?” Turning her attention to him, looking up with a bewildered stare she continued, “I thought you were talking me to some shack, or maybe a small school building. This looks more like a small town!” She began to pace back and forth along the edge of the pagoda, examining more of Hidenseido. Abruptly stopping in front of Kisho, she looked up at him and waited for his reply. However, before he could reply she asked, “And what do you want from me? I can’t really believe that you just randomly wanted to recruit a person like me.”

[Bear]

[maroon]He merely smiled as the girl paced back and forth, looking out over Hidenseido. She had assumed his organization would be some small and run down shack, in all honest that's what he first though too. He had big dreams about this place but by himself, it seemed impossible. However he managed to build it into something incredible, something no other world or dimension could match. Luxuries and fancy houses did not mean everything, sure the living quarters and buildings were nice but they weren't the most expensive thing in the world. The thing that made this much different, and desired is the family it came with. No matter how many times he would say it, the meaning would never be lost.

But before he could respond to her first question, she asked another. Sticking his hands into his pockets once more and looking out at everything below, there were so many different ways to answer that question. Sure one of the main reasons was to build something no one could combat, not only in battle but in general. No one could say that they had a family like this back in Soul Society, and surely not Hueco Mundo. He knew what the Arrancar were like, there were the few that were not monsters but any serving Aizen were different. They wanted nothing more than destruction, he knew that first hand. Now, how to word this just right.

"Honestly? There's a hundred different reasons I approach ones such as yourself. I search for companionship, comrades, family."

He turned his head slightly and looked at her, it was all true.

"Of course I wish to turn Hidenseido into something bigger, to fill the ranks and protect Karakura town. No, the world."

Slightly unrealistic, and a huge dream. But that's how Kisho was, big dreams he expected to follow through with them. He was determined, even if he had to do it alone.

"When I see potential in a individual I confront them, much like my fuku-taichi, I see potential in you. Potential I could use on my side to combat those who wish to destroy my home. Our home."

She had asked him many question but he had only one chance to ask her any, so maybe it was his turn to ask and she answer. After all he was curious about the girl and why she decided to take a 'look' at this place. Some would just turn it down.[/maroon]

[green]"Now allow me to ask you something, why did you agree to come here? You could have simply turned me down if you wished but that means you have some interest in joining. Am I right?"

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