The two fought and clashed against one another. Earth and sky rumbled from the energy both warriors emitted. Visored vs. Shinobi. Spirit vs. Human. Who would come out on top?
This guy was pissing her off! What the heck was up with those stupid red eyes of his that were reading her moves and copying them? She was not here to take his life. She had saved his life from a damn hollow- last time she ever would save a damn human - and he had shot a LIGHTNING BOLT RIGHT AT HER PIGTAILS!
Hiyori's little clips had melted and naturally, she had been pissed off that someone was shooting cheap-ass hadoukens at her. She wasn't even sure why this kid was attacking and why his eerie eyes were spinning so madly.
She had used her sandals, ready to stomp all over him, but he had easily pushed her back with some other weird trick. He had shot some random snakes at her, coming out of his sleeve and whilst she had hacked all those little creatures to pieces, she had seen nothing but curtness in that grim little expression of his.
His black hair, paper white skin and aristocratic features with the graceful fighting style almost made her think he could be a Kuchiki -- but he was a human. He was all human. A weird human, but definitely not an entity that was dead.
"Oi, kid..." Hiyori had yet to release her shikai -- she wasn't going to murder him just yet. Besides, Love was nearby on Hiyori patrol and she knew he would never let her live it down if she even hurt the kid. Her eyes narrowed.
"Where the fuck're ya from?"













