I walked quietly, a natural stealth that came to me by nature. To the untrained ear, I was silent. I was new to this place, but one couldn't tell it... To the untrained eye, I was a normal shinigami.
Sadly, this was not true.
I was being sent to the academy, until then I was in the uniform of a normal shinigami. Lovely.
"Now, lets see... What do I have on my hands..."
I stopped, stetching out my sences and feeling the area...
I could faintly feel lingering traces of reiatsu(?)... A fight had occured.
'So they are fighters by nature... That or we had some form of attacker...'
I sighed and felt a slightly deeper than normal purr from my waist.
Toorima was on edge. She knew I wasn't allowed to keep her with me for awhile, and she was not happy about it...
'Calm down. I'll blaze through and get you back as fast as I can. I won't like it either...'
'You best do that. I don't like the feeling I am getting from some of your fellow students...'
'You'll get over it. I feel a few... Odd energies as well, but that just means I'll have more fun figuring them out...'
'And when you get your head handed back to you on a platter, I'll shread the leftovers when I see you afterwards...'
I grinned and started walking again, heading toward the training grounds...
'You know you'd just pounce on me and love me more for fighting to try and get you back.'
I heard a deep growl and my grin widened. She knew she loved me for just how sarcastic and stuburn I was. She was like me in that she'd never admit it aloud.
I was one of few shinigami, or shinigami students in this case, that had a zanpakuto that was not a direct reflection of my soul. Toorima and I were just flawless matches with impecable luck.
I reached into a small bag I had brought with me, inside it was a set of white gloves and a black choker; both were little items I had bought a while back and never had a use for, but kept anyway. I pulled out a schedule and checked to see where I was... I was later than hell...
'Crap...'
I took off running toward the training grounds, praying that Hisagi-sensei wasn't going to knock me senceless for being late...
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'Not good. Not good. Not good! Sensei is gonna skin me... And if what I have heard of him is right... I don't think Toorima and I would be able to keep up if he tried...'
I glanced up and noticed I was taking far too long to get to the training grounds. Making a quick desicion, I stepped it up and took to using Shunpo, hoping I could get there and be lucky enough to find him away from the group.
I knew however, that if I showed up with Toorima, I'd be busted anyway. So I took a momentary pit-stop in the headmaster's office(thanking the powers that be that they were not present) and dropped off Toorima with a note saying why and that she tended to get very fussy when away from me.
Big mistake.
I found the grounds easy enough, no issue with that, but I wasn't fast enough...
"Care to explain why you are late, miss?"
I flinched and turned, noticing a young man in modified Shinigami uniforms behind me. All in all he wasn't that bad to look at, but I got the feeling saying that would put me in deep trouble...
Then it clicked.
"Hisagi-sensei?"
"Correct, now answer my question."
I bowed and explained to him why I was late. Fortunately, he let me off with a warning... this time.
'Joy. In trouble on the first day... I get the feeling this is not gonna be as easy as I thought...'
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After Class
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"Good lord... I thought I was fast but geeze. Sensei makes me look slow."
I sat beside the dorms, in a low-haning tree branch a few feet off the ground, and relaxed. My uniforms were in my room but I had yet to change into them. I was quite content to relax where and how I was. When I felt something pulse however... I almost changed my mind.
'And someone is getting iritated... Toorima ain't happy, but she'll have to deal.'
I decided that I needed to go work on something the headmaster had given us to do. An assignment...
First day.
Trouble.
Assignments.
Tardies.
Aren't I just getting a lovely start?
...
God I hate Murphy days...
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>< Added more like I said I would, the single '-' is where I stopped before.
Glad the two that read it first liked it. ^^ Hope the rest is still acceptable.
Also note, the 'Murphy' bit is based on an old little 'rule' that my mother told me about. Murphy's Rule. Anything that can go wrong. Will.
