Thread: Throwing in a Variable (Shyone x thewhiterabbit)

The young Shinigami contiuned to mumble softly to himself as walked along bettewen the grave stones. The peace and silience of the outside world were so quite when compare to the sounds inside of his head. His Zanpakuto aruged with each other in such an adorable and laughable fashion that the Shinigami almost didn't notice the face that he was indeed not alone among the gravestones of the dead. In fact it was In'ei who said, I believe we are being wacthed... About the same time that Ryou noticed it. He began to wonder and he began to ponder... who it was that it could possiably be. This person who was distrubing his thinking time that was spent under his mental Tumtum tree. Sighing to himself the Shinigami knew that no risk could be taken as he slowly took his Zanpaktou onto his hand. He wasn't sure if it was sure what the being was... that had wondering into the 'Dark Puppeteer's land. The creature seemed be quite weak or was very good at concealing itself so no way that he could possiably know. So turning around his eyes began to as the preasance of another sound began to grow. Tears... Sadness... the feelings of a young girl hiding in darkness. The emotions made the one visable eye grow wide as he finally laid eyes on the sigh of a small human spirit. The sound made the one visable eye grow wide as he recongized a sound so much like his defenseless sisters. In a way it started to bring out his protective side to much. Calm down there silly boy Was the silly voice of Ningy speaking into his mind. The more feminie part of the sword toyed with him saying, Why don't we find our new friend. They might need some help. His only reply, Prehapsss. So he began to search around in the direction the noise came form. It was behind a couple of gravestones that the young man found a child Plus who was sitting there and crying over two graves. Playing your respects Kyoko-chan? It was the first time that the emotion in his voice didn't seem as impish, but geninuely curious. The small child looked up at the Shinigami, and there was an obvious sense that they knew each other. Ryou's fondness for protecting kids in a big brother manner was quite well know around Seireitei, as well as the districts of the Rukion were he took care of the poor kids. Especially in his former 40th district of the Rukion where he had lived, before moving to Seireitei to live as a Shinigami. The man was always treating a certian large group of the kids to better food from his personal salary. He also had a habit of trying to encourge them to become Shinigamis. It was for this reason that the 6th Division had at least 20 members who used to be kids back when Ryou first starting doing it. So that was why he extended that towards the Pluses, and made sure to wacth out for the young ones. This also included giving them a little extra time and help to make sure they could pass over without any regrets. Tonight he remembered just so happen to the time him and this spirit had agreed would be the best time to go. Before the young Plus could reply Ryou gently laughed, before affectionately ruffling the spirits hair, Ssso what do you think.... His words though were cut off at the last second as he sensed an attack, but in his relaxed state he had only moments to react as he pushed the young spirit to the ground. When she looked up at him she would see the Shinigami was stabbed through the shoulder by somthing... causing the young male to laugh in his manic way, Oh dear... it looksss like thisss could be a problem Kyoko-chan. Though I hope your ok... Ryou's pain tolerance was very very high, but it was somthing that caused him to write checks his body couldn't cash. So it was more of a mental numbness. It was obvious though that the attack had been ment for Kyoko... the 4th seat had protected her from it. The man even went so far as to not only not protect himself, but like a flash the little Plus was gone. The Shinigami having preformed a Soul Burial on it to make sure it was sent to the afterlife before even daring to save himself. Though the hollow which had attacked the young Shinigami at this point had wrapped his sword arm in a manner were he couldn't attack because it wasn't done with it's prize yet. The creature didn't mind the loss because it had a better prize than a simple Plus... he also would be able to kill and devor the Shinigami and gain even more power. The creature laughed softly as it said, Well I guess this is the end for you... little Shinigami. With those words it's bladed arm fell to cut Ryou in half. Ryou stood there with an emotionless expression on his face, that hid the fact he was a bit surprised to have been caught off guard. Especially by a weaker hollow such as the one that now had him in it's power. The young shinigami realized very quickly though that it was not as weak as he had at first thought the moment that he heard words flowing from the creatures lips. Ryou knew that for it to be talking, the hollow had to be at least an Adjushas class being, which if that was the case... then he was in trouble. Normally he probably could have defeated it, depending on how close it was to it's next evolution cycle into a Vasto Lord, but with the injury that it had inflicted, and the lock it's tentacle had on his arm... the 4th seat knew the out come was no longer a question. The young man could hear the voices of his sword screaming almost in harmony, Ryou you fight and destroy that bastard. Don't let yourself die here. Please come back to use my dear. The young shinigami found it odd to hear them so afraid, since it was not an emotion that he usually heard form In'ei. Reaching up the Shinigami grabbed onto the part of the blade that was sticking out his front with one hand, and tightened the grip on his sword with the other. Before he could utter the words to release his Shikai and try to block the hollows attack it happened. The blow never feel, and Ryou slowly turned his hair covered face to the side to see who or what had saved him, form a unpleasant demise. To his surpirse... the fourth seat found the hollow falling in half. Wacthing with amazment Ryou suddenly found himself surronded, by three very humanoid looking hollows. The 4th found himself even more confused at this point as he asked his sword inwardly, Do any of you ladies remember a classs of hollow like these? There was a reason that Ryou had been able to graduate form the academy in just three years instead of the usual six. Alot of which had to do with his willingness to work hard... and a complete lack of any social life. So the fact he did not know something about his enemy, actually troubled the normally unshakable Ryou a little bit. Of course as he usually did in these times the man turned to In'ei for answers, but even she had none, Sorry sweetie... I am as in the dark as you are on this one. The questions that Rose asked him didn't recieve an answer, because frankly Ryou had none to give... and plus he was thinking more about escape than anything else. Every word they said though was stored away... such information could very well be improtant for later. Their was somthing else about the trio, and truely it was what scared him and yet excited him the most. Ryou could feel thier power... the strength of these three was beyond any hollow he had ever encountered. The Shinigami wondered if these things where some new form of hollow. The very thought made his damaged hand which trembled with excitment move down to rest on his Zanpakuto hilt. Kurosawa had always been a master of trickery... and knew that now would be the time to bring that to bear and so he said to the arrancars, Alright then I think I would like to avoid a pruning... Bakud 21 Sekienton! With those words Kurosawa suddenly slammed his hands to the ground to create a cloud of red smoke. Then while moving to the side within the cloud he wisphered, Ayatsuru In'ei no NingytsukaiManipulate Puppeteer of Shadow. The words causing the blade to form around his hand, and turn into the glove with blades on his finger tips, that made up his weapon. Then suddenly before anyone could do anything he reached over to the shadow of a nearbye grave and ran his finger along it saying, Maddo ningytsukai no uren Warren of the Mad Puppeter... As Ryou cut there seemed to be a portal that appered, which looked like the ones the hollows used to travel form Hecudo Mundo. The Shinigami half roll and half jumped inside as suddenly as he had made it. Even if the Arrancars where to try and reach inside or follow, they would find that they couldn't. The portal only allowed travel for Ryou Kurosawa, ethier in or out. The Shinigami reappered on a nearby building which overlooked the cematery. Crawling out of a new hole in the shadow of the small wall that went around the outside of the roof. Leaning against this he slumpped down into a sitting postion, as he held his hand over his wound. Damn it, how am I going to get out of this. The male cursed as he looked and noticed somthing was floating in fornt of his eyes... it was his white Hell Butterfly. Poor thing was an albino and seemed to be a bit confused, but it was bigger than the normal hell butterfly, and plus it was Ryou's pet. The male contemplated for a moment sending the creature to go out and try and get some help, but he had a feeling those 'Fraccion' where much stronger than they appeared to be. So he didn't want his little friend to get cut down trying to escape, which was why he would be found just sitting there staring up at the moon with it on the oppisate shoulder than his wound.