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Imura grinned as he turned back to her seeing that his words didn't have a outwards effect, at least. Her eyes told her she disliked him and her laugh bore into him. I other method to fight back was to admit every thing and show you don't care. All or nothing, "Maybe...or maybe its the reason I can still function despite my current state." He stood up and after a moment he chucked, " Let me guess next your going to state that I must be weak and totally useless." He chuckled some more." Well you would be right. It don't matter what squad I was in because I was near the bottom. I may have been on a few missions but mostly as look out, or as they may have said when they thought I wasn't listening "Staying out of the way" spot. Yes, I do have an number of kills but that don't count for to much." It was at that point something inside him gave in.

"The truth in would have never became a soul reaper if it wasn't for my friend Aki, who in fact didn't get in. After that I was left alone to learn and fight for myself. Despite the fact that no one wanted anything to do with me I made it throw." He wanted stop but he couldn't. In the ruins of the Seireitei, in front of people how couldn't care less about his well being, he was venting. "After that no one gave a damn about me, I tried my best and I was still just part of the background, easy to be forgotten. Until she..." He stopped and looked down at the neckless on his wrist, If I stop now she will just poke at it, " Until someone finally saw me and tried to help." He looked back to her. His hand was gripping the loose bit of the neckless. His eyes bore back into hers.