Embrancing the shadows around ya (tag: patchouli)

Ichimaru had taken the human girl to a more deserted place where he could have easily killed the woman withouth anyone noticing him, he unsheathed his zanpakto Now... what brings you here stranger? have we met before?...

[sorry short]

OOC: sorry i thought you where human lol my bad

IC: no reason... you look too innicent to be a shinigami his smirk widened slightly as he looked at her Intresting... Unohana eh? he took a seat. He’d practically sprawled himself out along the length of a lounge chair, his long legs crossed and resting casually over one curved arm of the seat, his upper back propped up against the other arm of the chair and supported by a pair of onyx pillows.

He’d drawn his zanpakuto, the entire metallic length of it, and now with the hilt in one hand and a soft square of cloth in the other he was polishing it. As with every shinigami, his zanpakutou was the most precious possession he owned, and Gin cared for it with more tenderness and affection than he’d ever bothered bestowing upon an actual person except for a few others, including his former squad members some in particular. He was brushing the blood away from his blade, that had gotten there moments earlier to avoid having his blade to get some rust, Ichimaru pulled out a small plastic bag and tossed it to the female shinigami before him, it contained his favorite food dried persimmons. have some... he said while he continued his work, the only sound hearing was the piece of cloth rub against his zanpakto.

Ichimaru nodded slightly withouth letting his smile leave his face, or even look at the female shinigami, if there was a moment of kindness then it had not been shared by the gotei 13, in fact he had shown very little of that sort of kindness recently it had to be the payload of work back in las noches that had made him suck with such feelings recently...

He continued to rub his Zanpakto until it shined brighter than Ikkaku`s head, then standing up and swiftly unsheathing his Zanpakto, he looked up at the girl again, with his usual smile scattered across his face, yet somehow showing a more of a relaxed form... it was not suprising that she was a healer gomen gomen... it seems like the captain commander is not the only one who has had her heart broken, i really am a trouble maker neh? his voice sounded polite, playful and yet indirect, he too laughed lightly while apologising.

I would gladly have returned to Soul society, but there where certain things that i have to take care off... he moved closer to the girl, as he whispered into her ear. can ya hold a little white secret?

Ichimaru let out a decent amount of reitsu, nothing that would attract too much attention a mild amount of reishi in other words, but since he was so close to patchouli she could feel it almost strangle her neck like a snake, and therefore feel like she was about to faint...

First off... he continued withouth giving a remark about her question Don`t tell anyone you have seen anyone here today, second... he moved back a bit, he placed his arm across his face, with a quick move a vaizard mask formed on his face... It recembled that of a fox, red and white in color with topped ears, his reishi sky rocketing trough the roof, it felt hollow like and impure, toxic even, his face forebolding the events ahead of time, he pulled his mask off with a simple wave, resulting that his reishi returned to feel shinigami like... Don`t tell anyone about this either m´kay? a smirk could be seen on his face again, he studied her face, as if expecting her to drop dead from exhaustion...

Once she fell on her knees Ichimaru`s smile became a bit more gentle like, he move before her again this time standing upstraight, he placed a warm hand on her head ruffling her hair gently, knowing what she was thinking about Ichimaru lowered to her height by bending his knees, he removed his arm... Its a long story... but this is where our paths meet and break up... take care maybe we meet again someday... he stood up again turning away from the woman taking a few steps, his clothes dangling back and forth at his sudden movement... the bright sunlight swallowing him before the open doorway...

Sayonara....

He expected her to follow him, he had walked quite a distance when he stopped and used shumpo appearing behind her, he placed his arm on her shoulder now hiding his reishi he enchanted a kido from the tip of his finger. Sai (塞, Restrain) it started greatly restraining her movement`s as she fell against the ground... Im afraid i can`t allow you to follow me patchouli-kun he looked down at her from above.

no... im sorry she would never follow him trough the darkness he had to do this alone, it was his job, he looked at her trough his slit tinted eyes that seemed to be closed, she was hardly struggling against the low level kido.

you would make an great addition to the 3rd division But it was too late, he lifted his shoulders and placing his warm finger on her lower chest, pointing it pretty hard, suddenly she could feel her reishi dissapear almost as if she would die, it would only last for a few minutes at most, she would slowly lose her counciusness Your in the way... he soon dissapeared leaving the female shinigami seemingly lifeless, her reishi dissapearing totally but it was just for display as she entered a death like state, she would wake up later Ichimaru no where to be found...

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