Soul Society

This was all that remained… such pathetic creatures were Soul Reapers… they couldn’t survive. Not against the hordes of weak worthless trash known as Hollows… not against Bounts… nor Humans… not even against himself did they pose a threat it seemed. He walked idly with a sigh through the rubble, his Reiatsu cut free as it raged in a column of black and red flattening the ground beneath him. “I shouldn’t have expected much… I guess that just means more fun for myself. Pity…” He idly bounced Kuro Kansou still sheathed as a cane against his right shoulder. He let forth more Reiatsu until the ground began to shake violently. “Come out, come out… where ever you are. Little Hollows come out and play.”

The sky became spotted with black dots… hundreds of Cavities opening thousands of hollows pouring out as he crushed Hollow bait between his thumb and index finger, taken from a Quincy he had slain several years back. Now the weak creature actually was serving a purpose for his time wasted in killing the fool. He calmly drew the deadly but breath taking blade. It was time to fight… fight with out thought… kill with out meaning… kill to kill… kill to survive… survive to kill… a brutal cycle that would never end. “Kuro Kansou… Recall, these dark memories of dread.” He let forth a horrid screech as he felt the dark spirit force merge with his mind. A massive spike of power rippled from him leveling the ruins until a good twenty yards around him was completely flat and enveloped in a mass column of withering energy. Darkness had formed a silhouette of a mask over the right half of his face as his katana blade straightened, its pure blade becoming jagged. Thought was gone.. Now that he had recoiled into his Zanpakuto… his blade moved like wild fire as it cut through Hollow after Hollow. They were all to weak… none of these Hollows could satiate his hunger… his thirst for blood.

Imura was picking his way thru the forest, one of the few safe places at the time But the hoard will probably make its way this way again and the survivors there will be forced underground. It was peacefully but he wasn't there for the sight seeing he was looking for someone. Around this time he should be searching and gathering supplies, That's the only thing most people see him basically good for.The problem was that there was very few things to gather in the area, so he had a idea but it was a bad one.

He had to make his way thru a bush and was know picking burs from his hair when he heard the clothes flapping in the wind, He looking up and say her. It was just past noon But there she was sleeping the day away in a tree. "Nico," He stared at her still trying to figure out how to get here to go with him. if she didn't he was still going to go but only trusted her with this. Not like they really had and type of friendship, new each other, or was anything to each other. She probably don't even now his name, "Hey Nico!"

A hollow's roar echoed throughout the dying Seireitei. And another, followed by another. A medley of roars ripped through the air as the Hollows congregated on whatever target they had been hunting. They had found their prey, two vulnerable Shinigami by themselves. Strange however, is that they wore dark cloaks... And seemed to be bickering.

"I thought you said you didn't see anything," Lily called over her shoulder as she stood back to back with Blaze. Blaze's head went limp for a moment, then responded, "I told you, I didn't see them! This isn't like the desert, they could have been hiding behind the buildings!" "Behind the buildings!? Blaze, there are at least twenty of them! How could they all fit behind a building?!" Lily chewed at Blaze. Blaze then tossed his hands in the air clutching his twin Zanpakutou in annoyance, "Hell if I know! I just know they weren't there when I checked!"

The Hollows surrounding the pair merely looked at each other as the two Soul Reapers bickered amongst themselves... They weren't acting like normal cornered Shinigami, they weren't begging for their lives, they didn't even seem to be afraid... Merely agitated at each other for some reason or another... "Check better next time!" Lily griped at Blaze, who of course responded in like, "How about you check next time? You seem to think you could do better," Blaze challenged. Lily scoffed and elbowed the man gently in the back, "Of course I can do better, a blind monkey could do better!" Blaze tapped the top of the girls head with a hand, "Hey! Now is not the time-" He was cut off by the medley of roars from the hollows around them.

"Right, I think that's-" Blaze began before Lily finished the sentence for him, "Enough of that. Shall we dance love?" Lily asked Blaze in a more amiable tone, to which Blaze replied, "Of course dear, lets." And with that, they both disappeared in a Flash Step. Blaze was the first to materialize again, in the middle of the congregation of Hollows that had been situated in front of him. As it was, the first strike rang true down a snake hollow's mask, and the second strike from his other blade ripped through a gargoyle looking beast. In moments, they dissolved and left the other Hollows stunned... Things were not looking bright for them. "Come on then, it's not going to be challenging if you just-" Blaze paused for a moment as he pierced a bear-like hollows mask, "Watch me."

Lily on the other hand had appeared on the other side of the group, the one she was facing. Instead of brash strength Blaze used, she had more... Finesse. As soon as she appeared, she spun on a heel, raking her own Zanpakutou through a hollows mask. She began to spin on her toes, her blade stretched out, and caught another Hollow. Then she dropped down to a knee, at the same time cutting another beast in half. "Dancing by myself is so boring..." She admitted as she stood up, cutting another hollow diagonally.

Finally, the Hollows sat upon the Shinigami in earnest. They tried to tear at them, tried to bite them, tried to rake them, just... Tried. None of the attempts hit the Shinigami as they faded from view and back right behind the them and ended it. Lily was always in motion, dancing around the hollows, cutting every chance she got, never stabbing. never piercing, always slashing. Blaze was a force of reckoning, using savage slashes and pierces, utterly decimating those he had in target. The twin blades were everywhere at once. One may be cutting a Hollow in twain, while the other my be piercing the face of another. Blazes movements were random, savage, and deadly.

Within moments, the Hollows were gone, and the pair of Soul Reapers walked towards each other. They stopped and stared at each other, first a hint of annoyance playing across their faces... However, the facade dropped and they both smiled warmly and laughed, "Right, lets go before they send some more. I really would hate to completely raze this place to the ground so soon," Blaze said with a confident gleam. Lily laughed and nodded, "Let's go then... Just remember I get to check the area next," She said spinning on a heel and walking off, leaving Blaze with his head in his hands. "Not again," He muttered as he followed the spritely girl.

Her speed was just as incredible as he expected And his heart nearly exploded by her words. He watched as she made her way thru the forest with a finesse that he could never meet at a speed he may never match. Her laughter filled his head and at the same time filled him with a desire to try and catch her. Drawing from his training, He kicked of the ground and on to a tree then to another then another. By darting from tree to tree he started to catch up but the forest was ending soon. Imura started to make his way higher into the tree tops.

The forest gave away plain and as Nico exited the forest Imura erupted form the canopy of the forest over her. At first it looked like he would have landed on her But as he fell she got farther away. Imura hit the ground running and was still behind her. For her this fun, almost like a game. The sort of light heartedness remained him of some one else. He put ever thing he had to follow her as Plain became wasted and wasted started to become the slums outside Seireitei . All this running was fun but They were close. Focusing on her he suddenly flash step and grabbed her by the wrist and stopped. With a quick yank pulled her behind her behind a shack. The were a block from the outer all of the Seireitei which was mostly rubble now. Between gasps, "That's...enough...running..."He looked around corner, " Do you feel that? 2...no 3 power full sources."

Before Kuroki managed to completely drag her outside, she said, "Dad, his name is Kuroki, not Kuriko!"

Banira looked around at the Soul Society. "What a mess," though she expected nothing less. After all, the Hollows did find this their favorite spot to be. "Okay then!" She looked around before a wave of Spiritual Pressure hit her. "Kuroki, did you feel that?" She almost jumped up with excitement. "It came from that direction." She pointed to it before she raced off to find the source of it.

Katsu linked her fingers behind her head and let out a bored yawn as she strolled down the decrepit street before her. The place was void of life as well as in pieces. "Geez, nobody's around. This is boring." She complained sticking her lip out in a pout. How was she ever to find anything interesting if everyone vanished the instant they saw anyone that looked like a soul reaper, or arrancar. With a heavy sigh she let her hands drop from her red-gold hair, that stuck out in messy spikes. I guess the avoidance of the remaining normals was worth the attention she sometimes got for so blatantly strolling around in uniform and wearing her zanpacto openly. She jumped up onto the nearest, crumbling, rooftop and gazed out over the remains of a one impressive soul society. Aisen had sure torn up the place during his short reign. But Katsu didn't really care, now the whole place greatly resembled the place she had grown up in. The thought of her past made her desire for a good fight even greater. She let her right hand grip Raionma's hilt and pull the blade form it's sheath. Holding it up to the light she grinned. "Yeah, me to my friend. Me too." She said in a purr running her left hand along the blade before sliding it back into it's rightful place. "I want to fight." Her voice became longing as she raised her silver-blue eyes to the sky.

Katsu's fierce silver-blue eyes leveled on Imura as he spoke, answering her question. She stared him down as if he was some manner of prey during the few moments it took him to speak before letting her eyes drift to the others. "Seems they gave you a bit trouble." She said mockingly, only wishing that she had gotten here to get a piece of that action. She didn't know much of the brats of Aisen but at the very least they would have been fun to fight with. However there was likely someone worth fighting here, seeing as none of those around appeared to be dead. "Were they any good?" She asked lacing her fingers casually behind her head. "I imagine as offspring of Aisen they should have had something going for them." She said already bored with talking, truly itching to fight.

Kenpachi Zaraki:

Kenpachi Zaraki, once known throughout Soul Society as the Captain of Squad 11, the strongest of the Gotei 13, stood with a smirk on his face in a partially ruined section of the vast forests surrounding the ruins of the Seireitei, blood trickling down the blade of his Zanpakutō. The trees around him were charred, shattered, and fallen, the earth at his feet cracked in a wide radius. His hair, spiked in it's usual fashion, standing as if in rebellion to the chaotic world that Soul Society had become, waved slightly in the breeze. "Is that all you've got, Arrancar?" He asked, the smile on his face turned into a frown, eyes half-closing, as he stared at the supposed 'leader' of the three Arrancar that had tried to ambush him. He was pretty tall, about six feet, shaggy black hair, remnants of his hollow mask covering the top half of his face.

"Heh, don't get over-confident, Shinigami!" He shouted at Kenpachi, blood leaking from the wound on his stomach and spurting out of his mouth as he yelled desperately. "I am a Privaron Espada! You won't kill me so easily, bastard!"

"Huh, Espada? You?" The grin returned to his face, showing his slightly pointed teeth. "You serious?" He remembered his fight with Nnoitra, "This could be fun afterall!"

"What the hell? What's with that stupid grin!? I just told you you're gonna die!" Kenpachi chuckled at the Privaron Espada, "What are you laughing at?!"

"If you're an Espada, show me your release! Give me something to look forward to!"

The Privaron Espada smirked, his eyes flashing violently. "Fine, idiot. I am Arrancar Cientecimo Segundo, Margero Torrez!" Kenpachi's face became serious again, "Charge, Toro!" Margero, the bleeding Arrancar, became enveloped in bright white light, his height and size increasing exponentially, two horns sprouting from the top of his hollow mask, like a bull. A steel ring was now through his nose, his sword turning into an axe, fumes of breath bursting from his nostrils. "This is the end for you, Shinigami!"

"Cientecimo Segundo?" Kenpachi asked seriously, no longer in an excited tone. "One-hundred and two? What's with that damn number, Espada?!"

"I already told you, I am a Privaron Espada! A former Espada! Don't underestimate me!" The bull-man fumed.

"Heh. You were demoted." He put his bloody Zanpakutō on his shoulder, "I'm Squad Eleven Captain, Zaraki Kenpachi." He smirked again, his spiritual pressure rising, sparks jumping across the ground and into the trees around him. "I don't have time for failed Espada." His free hand rose up to his eyepatch that the Department of Research and Development had made for him, many years ago, and pulled it off. His reiatsu sky-rocketed, destroying the landscape around him, the ground simply detaching from the rock below it, trees being torn from the earth, roots and all, and a yellow aura surrounded the Squad Eleven Captain, his eyes taking on the same color. Doubtless, anyone capable of sensing spiritual pressure at all, within miles, would feel his energy.

"Z-Zaraki? Kenpachi?" One of Margero Torrez's Fracciónes said, recognizing the name.

Margero, hoisting his huge axe in one hand, ignored his Fracción, "I don't give a damn who you are! You're going to die!"

The bull-man charged forward, very quickly for his size, Not bad. Kenpachi thought, "But not good enough!" In one swing, Kenpachi's Zanpakutō slid straight through the charging Privaron Espada's head, just above his right eye. Kenpachi's yellow spiritual pressure disappeared, showing the two Fracciónes the scene. Their leader flat on his stomach on the ground, in his sealed form, blood pooling around his head, dead. And Kenpachi stood over the body, looking down at it without any visible reaction on his face, his eyepatch back in place.

"Bastard!" One of the Fracciónes cried out, but he didn't move from his place.

"Go away. You're annoying." Kenpachi said flatly, then walked away, sheathing his sword in it's bandaged sheath. He would go get Yachiru from the place he left her, and keep looking for a truly powerful Espada to fight.

Yachiru

The young lieutenant of squad 11, sat on a hill nearby watching Kenpachi fighting against a few Arrancar. She sat with her legs crossed, leaning forward excitedly when the seemingly leader of the Arrancar went into his Resurrection state, a bull. "Kill him ken-chan!" she called down in her voice which almost made it seem like a chant, not that Kenpachi could hear her, being so far away, but he didn't want her near the battle field. As Kenpachi took of his eye patch his spiritual pressure increased enormously, crushing the landscape around them. Though it didn't bother Yachiru, the wind rushed past her, blowing her pink hair everywhere, but it didn't cause her to move. "Oooo!" he exclaimed, it wasn't every fight Ken-chan would take off the seal. Within the few seconds of it being released, it was gone, as soon as Kenpachi's Zanpakuto pierced through the bull Arrancar, leaving his lifeless body, bleeding on the floor in front of his Faccions.

Kenny then just left, obvious that his interest in them had vanished all too quickly, and they didn't like they wanted to avenge their leader any time soon. Yachiru stood up and hung on to her Zanpakuto and jumped down on to Kenny's shoulder as he walked, shouting. "Ken-chan!" as she did so. He lent over his left shoulder, a happy smile on her face. "There are soul reapers here." she said cheerily. "This way~" she pointed towards the east direction, though she was always useless at directions, same as Kenpachi. But he would still seem to listen to her, eventually some soul reapers would find them and Kenny would get the fight he wanted so badly. Yachiru was just happy to watch him, that smile he wore on his face when he would fight.

Kenpachi Zaraki:

Zaraki shrugged after Yachiru jumped on his and clung to his shoulder. "That wasn't fun at all. He wasn't even a real Espada." He sighed, walking pretty much aimlessly, his spiked hair with bells at the tips jingling slightly in the wind, and his more ragged then ever captain's jacket blowing behind him.

"There are soul reapers here." Yachiru said cheerily. "This way~" She pointed energetically to the east, and Kenpachi followed her finger, off through the trees.

"You sense them?" He asked dubiously, he hadn't seen any soul reapers in what seemed like forever. After she confirmed it, he grinned widely, then took off running at an amazing speed through the trees, far off the trail, east.

Lord Aizen:

"Toshiro." The voice came from directly behind the lone soul reaper, the voice of Lord Aizen, infused with the Hogyoku. If he wasn't containing his spiritual pressure, Toshiro would have fallen to his knees immediately. "I do not recall saying you could enter my throne room." His eyes were half-slits, a deathly gaze piercing into the foolish shinigami, then he simply walked past him, to his seat at the head of the table. "Espada." They all rose to their feet, facing Aizen. "Sit." He said as he elegantly came down into his seat. He looked at none of the Arrancars directly, didn't even look at his son. "I hope all of the new arrivals are acquianted. Is there anything I should know?" Reports from the Seireitei, from Soul Society in general. He doubted it. There was never anything worthy of his personal attention anymore.

Miedoso:

"Yes, Lady Banira." he said from behind the blush she had brought back to his face by kissing him. He watched as the Garganta closed, and then he used a Sonido to appear in the throne room a moment later, next to Asun. He arrived just in time to hear Aizen's words. "Lord Aizen, sir! Lady Banira only just left back to Soul Society. She asked me to inform everyone." Aizen showed no expression, simply turned his eyes onto Miedoso, then paused. Miedoso was afraid he had said something wrong, but then Aizen simply nodded.

Katsu laughed as she felt Kenpachi's spiritual pressure moving away from her. Some things would never change like Yahiru's sense of direction. She lowered her gaze from the sky and turned to look at Imura when he said something about feeling like he should know the owner of the spiritual pressure. She smiled and giggled, covering her mouth slightly with one hand, looking almost cute as she laughed at him. However she didn't say anything to clue him in as to who it was. "I'm going." She said lightly leaping from the ground up onto the nearest rooftop. "See you later." SHe called brightly down to the others before taking off in Kenpachi's direction. She was in a good mood now. Having had a fun verbal bout with Imura and know feeling her captains spiritual pressure, she didn't fell like anything could bring her down as she flew over the crumbling rooftops of the soul society.

Banira landed in the middle of the forest. "I need to get better at that." She muttered to herself. The trees were just starting to bloom, which was an amazing sight to her. There's just sand in Huedo Mundo, no trees. A small source of spiritual pressure barreled towards her. "Hello." She greeted the man as soon as he stepped out o the thicker area. "Nice to see you." Her eyes fell on his sword. "Big sword there." She snickered. "May I ask your name, Soul Reaper?" She smiled, taking a step back, her Spiritual Pressure still not at i's full from her last fight

Kenpachi Zaraki:

Kenpachi's smile hadn't faded as he ran through the forests at a rapid pace, Yachiru clinging to his shoulder. It probably looked like she was clinging to him for dear life, moving at that speed, but he knew she could handle it. Years of practice, afterall. And she was just as fast as Kenpachi anyway. The bells in his hair were jingling rhythmically with each step, but only someone with a decent power level would be able to hear the specially crafted bells. The trees rushed by in blurs of green, seeming to have no solidity, seeming to be nothing more than a smudge of paint on a never ending parchment. And then it suddenly stopped, Kenpachi finding something in his path.

Or rather, someone. A young, black-haired girl with what seemed to be a Zanpakutō. Her pale appearance was in stark contrast to the various shades of green and all the blooms around her. "Hello." She greeted Kenpachi simply, a slight breeze passing over them. "Nice to see you." She looked at his sword. "Big sword there." She snickered. "May I ask your name, Soul Reaper?"

Kenpachi stared at her with his one eye, still grinning like a psychopath. "Zaraki Kenpachi." He introduced himself in the Japanese fashion, surname first, followed by personal name. Yachiru was still hanging on his shoulder, smiling at the girl with the Zanpakutō. He wasn't sure what this girl was, but she wasn't a soul reaper, or else she wouldn't have addressed him in the way she did. Another Arrancar? Probably just another disappointment, like that Privaron Espada from earlier. Not worth fighting. Not that it mattered what she was anyway. If she wanted to fight, and if she could entertain him, even for a minute, he would fight her. If she died, then whatever. If she lived, she would probably come after him again. And that would be good.

Kenpachi Zaraki:

"Blah blah blah! You're noisy! Just come on and fight already! That's what you want, it's what I want!" Kenpachi's grin was still present, he didn't give a damn who her father was. Forebearers didn't matter. Strength came from achieving it yourself, not from it being given through family blood. The same thing went for weakness. After someone who said they came from a strong family was defeated, it made the loss all that much more devastating. But if she thought she was strong enough...

Kenpachi shrugged to himself more than anything, "What are you waiting for?" His grin went away, his mouth now just a long straight line. "Quit stalling." This wasn't fun so far.

(Sorry so short. Not much can be said. And nobody has said ANYTHING to any of my other characters.)

Kenpachi Zaraki:

"Yachiru, go stand over there." Kenpachi nodded over at a small clearing to the side. After she got off, Kenpachi turned back to the girl with her Zanpakutō drawn. "When I'm ready?" He started laughing, his huge shoulders rocking up and down, "You think you know me girl, but then you say that you're ready when I am?!" His laughter continued like a madman, his voice echoing through the forest, birds taking off from the trees around him. He took several steps forward, his laughter stopped, his maniacal grin back on his face. "I am always ready." The grin vanished instantly, "You think you'll be able to put up a fight?" It was a completely serious question, he didn't want to fight her if she wouldn't even be able to land a blow. Two crappy fights in a single day would ruin Kenpachi's life. He drew his Zanpakutō carelessly, holding it to his side in his right hand.

Grimmjow - Las Noches:

Grimmjow had been watching with a sneer on his face, and then, "So what's your opinion on the soul reaper?" The newly arrived Eloise asked him politely.

He turned his eyes just enough to look at her, his sneer turning into a frown. "He's no longer useful. We should just kill him." Grimmjow spoke more than loud enough for everyone in the room to hear him, including Aizen, not seeming to care about how disrespectful he was. He turned to look at Aizen, who's eyes had fallen on Grimmjow while Reina scolded the two boys, "Lord Aizen, I'll kill him for you." Grimmjow offered like it was something that just couldn't be turned down, starting to get up.

Aizen:

"Sit down, Grimmjow." Aizen said simply, and Grimmjow turned to him in confusion. He had been certain Aizen would have let him kill Toshiro, but he obeyed, sitting back in his chair sideways, legs hanging over one of the arms of the chair. Reina had entered the throne room, and Aizen redirected his gaze in the direction of the two boys and her. He sat quietly while she scolded them, saying that Kuroki could have handled the situation without raising his blade. Though Aizen agreed silently to himself, he also knew that Kuroki would have won a fight. Toshiro was a failure, afterall. But, he was a failure that had managed to survive all this time. Ulquiorra should have killed the child back then, predicting this possibility, but then, Aizen's plans would have never worked... Aizen smirked for a split second, and then he said in a calm voice, but one that completely overpowered any other sound in Hueco Mundo, "Toshiro." Aizen stared at the boy with his grey irises, surrounded by his purple sclera, his spiritual pressure just barely being released. If Aizen wasn't holding back so much, Toshiro would have been on his knees. "Do not make me repeat myself. I will make use of you, useless as you may be. Now return to your quarters. Kuroki cannot go out to play today." To defy Aizen again would mean pain for the fool, but not death. Not yet.

Kenpachi Zaraki:

Kenpachi listened to her muttering, a bored look on his face. Yachiru told the girl to amuse him, he hoped she would. "So you're always ready?" She smiled just before she flash-stepped in front of him, "Good. I wouldn't want to disappoint you." Banira said as her sword came down at him, pretty fast too. "Don't worry. You'll be fine." A cold smile that would have probably been threatening if the man before her wasn't Zaraki Kenpachi, The Immortal Demon, "Falling to a Sōsuke's blade."

Yachiru was shouting from the sidelines, and finally, after listening to the over-confident little brat Banira, Kenpachi's maniacal grin returned. Her Zanpakutō grazed against Kenpachi's chest, scraping down to his abdomen. Kenpachi lifted his head, eyes turned down on the girl, towering far over her head. He hadn't blocked. He had his sword out, and he hadn't even bothered blocking. Hadn't even tried. A cloud passed over the sun, a shadow covering the two of them, her sword still against him, then a cold breeze swept through the trees, his bells jingling slightly in the wind. And then his mouth opened wider, and a psychotic laughter escaped him, shoulders rising and falling, and he stepped forward, shoving her Zanpakutō aside.

"Sōsuke!" He said with a grin, and a low, menacing voice. She had said her family name as if it would terrify him, but if anything, he was ecstatic. "You're too confident for your own good, girl!" Kenpachi's sword was still at his side, the clouds overhead passing, and light returned to show his expression. He was excited, and it had been a long time since the last time. "Sōsuke!!!" She was probably confused as to why that name, that name that terrified everyone that heard it, excited Kenpachi like it did. But he didn't give her an opportunity to question him, and he swung his sword while yelling the name, delivering a flurry of strikes in careless side-to-side swipes. He expected her to block, it would be no fun otherwise. "Sōsuke!!!" He shouted again as his power pushed her back, that insane look on Kenpachi's face. Once he was done with her, would her father come?

Las Noches:

Aizen remained sitting, pleased that Toshiro had finally gone silent, and watched Reina and Kuroki sit down near him. He brushed a long strand of his hair over his shoulder, thinking about whether or not it would be worth answering Kuroki's questions, when Kaname Tōsen used a sonido and appeared next to Aizen. Kaname immediately dropped to a knee, a hand over his chest in respect for Aizen, and silently waited until Aizen said, "Yes, Kaname?", in an indifferent tone.

Kaname stood, his head still bowed, "Aizen Heika*, it is your daughter..."

"I know." Aizen cut him short, seeming to disregard anything else Kaname Tōsen had to say.

Unphased, Kaname went on in a respectful tone, "That is not all, Aizen Heika. Banira no Kimi* is fighting Kenpachi there-"

"I know, Kaname." Aizen cut him off again. "I was about to have you go put a stop to it. And take two of the Espada with you." Aizen stood and began walking out the door, to his chambers.

Kaname bowed again, dropping to a knee, wondering how Aizen could have known about Kenpachi, "Yes, Aizen Heika!" After he was gone, Kaname stood and turned to face the table of Espada. "Volunteers? Kenpachi is not to be underestimated." Kaname had been very displeased when he felt that reiatsu, but then, who would have been able to kill that murderous creature... except for Kaname himself. He still owed him, after Kenpachi defeated him back in the Seireitei.

*Heika - used only on sovereign royalty, a new title for the hogyoku infused Aizen.
*no Kimi - used traditionally for Lords and Ladies of the courts, but also used on boys or girls that act like princes or princesses.

Imura turned just in time to see Katsu land on her face. He stood there wondering if he should help her up and tried to decide how she would take it. He didn't get much of a chance when she stood up with a look of surprise that shortly turned into a intense look like none he felt. Her bright silver eyes pierced his dull gray eyes as she spook words and again he felt a chill but this time in struck at his core. He stood there tying to decide how to respond, that fact was she was reacting nothing like he thought. Not only that but she took it as a insult, she took his comment a totally different direction. He didn't mean anything by it way...did he? Now he stared at her with a blank look on his face trying to decided to go offensive or defensive in his reply, but nothing he thought of sounded any better. Then...

He walked towards Katsu and stopped a foot from her, never braking eye contact. He held the blank look on his face and stood there for a good few seconds before he suddenly gave her a small smiled, "That's not what I meant," He turned around and started to walk the way they were going. "We better go or we'll miss the fight, " He stopped and looked over his shoulder, " Race ya." With a wicked smirk took a flash step to the top the building in the direction they were going, Hopeing his words were enough to throw her off. He grimiest with pain on top of the build before taking off at full speed. He was in pain but could feel the fight had began, So he held it down and kept moving. They would be hitting the outskirts of the Seireitei soon.

Katsu glared harshly at Imura, who was silent for many long seconds. Any trace of her previous giddiness had seemed to have vanished as she glowered into Imura's dull gray eyes. As he stepped towards her, instinctively her hand fell to her blade,ready to bring forth her partner and prove that she was capable of defending herself. Then he suddenly smiled and Katsu raised an eyebrow, a hint of confusion leaking into her eyes. "That's not what I meant." These words followed swiftly before the shinigami turned and started to walk away. Katsu blinked, trying to find a deeper meaning to the simple phrase. But something about the look in his eyes and his body language, led to her feeling it was the truth and he had meant nothing by it. She was still trying to sort out her feelings when Imura spoke again. "We better go or we'll miss the fight, " He stopped and looked over his shoulder, " Race ya." Katsu instantly recovered. A grin split her face, vanquishing the previous incident from her mind. "You're so on. Hope you like loosing." She jeered brightly back at him as he flash stepped to the top of a building, right before he took off. Katsu kicked off the ground, landing atop the building Imura had only seconds ago occupied, she flew off after Imura. Even in his injured condition, Imura was keeping up a fast pace, but it wasn't long before she closed the gap. Matching his pace she ran along side him for a bit. She let out a small laugh. "Sorry to leave you to eat my dust, but I've got a fight to watch." She said with a closed eyed smile before she kicked off, pulling ahead of Imura.

Kenpachi Zaraki

A small amount of blood sprayed through the air as Kenpachi delivered a couple minor blows to Banira's arms, but she blocked most of his carefree attacks, to his delight. "This is going to be fun." She said just before another one of Kenpachi's swings came down on her.

Kenpachi didn't say anything, just began laughing like a lunatic, hardly even looking at what he was doing. Another one of his swings came at her, but this time she did something different, using his blade as footing to jump over him, "Please don't tell me this is all you got." , she said as she flipped over him and landed behind Kenpachi. "Or else you're going to be too easy to beat." He didn't turn around to see that she was shaking her head sadly, or to see her turn around and bring her sword down onto his back. The blade simply stopped when it hit his shoulder, leaving Kenpachi completely unaffected.

"Heh." Kenpachi let out a single laugh, then turned his face to look at her from his right eye. He looked disappointed. "Haven't you figured it out yet?" He rasped at her, his mouth drawn down into a frown. "You can't cut me like that." Kenpachi paused for what felt like hours, staring at the little girl behind him. "Use Bankai."

He was sure she could, it was just some gut feeling. But there was no way the fight would be amusing, and no way she could hurt him, unless she made a serious increase in her spiritual power. And Kenpachi still had his eyepatch on. He wanted to be able to take it off while he fought her, if she could take it. Aizen would come next.