The World Beyond (Pam)

Earlier that day she had been training some, if it could be called that. Much like her abilities and her personality, her training methods, largely in part because of her choice in tutors throughout her life, was rather unorthodox. Though the specifics were varied and odd in of themselves, she seemed to have enjoyed chasing her own shadow for hours on end, never quite being able to pass it as it was virtually impossible, but always assuming she got a little closer. The day had thus ended quite well, or so she thought. Unlike many others, she needed very little to feel happy, but she needed it nonetheless. Following a bath by one of the flowing rivers in the area, she head headed in the direction of the nearest town upon nightfall.

There was a very dirty conglomeration of troubles regarding the organization she had just joined. Well not problems, but rather thorny obstacles that had made her take some time to visit the world of the living, and loose herself in its relaxation. As the night made its unwelcomed but expected arrival, the people seemed to have retreated back into their homes like ants before the rain. It wasn't too surprising, really. While she was more used to seeing people enjoy the night and possibly live it up, even going as far as throwing parties, it was true that with the new forces beseeching the world of the living, there was little time for graceful and welcomed celebrations.

Upon arriving, she was met with a fair share of samples of reiatsu. Among them was a Shinigami's. It was interesting indeed. The conglomeration of weaker hollow reiatsu did not seem to surprise her much albeit being rather large in number. Given the human settlement it made sense they would show up attempting to snack and feast on a number of them. As usual, Aiko kept a lot of her spiritual pressure in check so that only some leaked out regardless of her effort. It was her way of appearing more normal to all, including spiritual beings.

She had simply taken up to the air and rested atop the tallest building in the city, likely a main building or some form of town meeting place. She had no real reason or drive to seek out, battle and kill the hollows however. She was quite neutral in many aspects given her position, regardless of her race. If the hollows were to be left to their own devices and indeed managed to be a threat to defenseless citizens she might have stepped in, but otherwise it was not likely. Also, she was keenly interested in seeing what would happen with the Shinigami that was seemingly coming onto the hollows on purpose. Thanks to her cellular transmutation ability, her eyes were enhanced so that she could easily see up to very far distances as if she was standing right there while most could not.

The Shinigami had engaged in battle. Though she may have assumed he would have had difficulties at first, a sudden burst of resolve indicated the man's dominance. With a larger sword the hollows were decimated as quickly as the man dematerialized his weapon into its standard look. The cloak had seemingly ripped in a way, and even from that distance she could take a good look at him. He was cute, that much she could tell, and it caused her to smile out of sheer amusement. With the hollows vanquished, she would hover slowly until she was walking atop the earthy soil beneath her feet. Walking in the direction of the man, it was likely just a minute or two, given they were both walking in the same direction, until they would meet eachother face to face, or rather, body to body. As usual, she wore the typical school-girl uniform her mother so commonly sported. Granted hers was more revealing as Aiko's skirt and top were very much shorter than Lisa's and the blue hues were much darker than her mom's.

Pushing a strand or two of her hair to the back, she would smile seeing a small group of people come out of the houses to peek. They were likely worried or curious about the ruckus that stemmed from the area in which the battle had taken place. While staying true to her own business, leaving the town, and remaining unnoticed for the most part seemed to be best, she figured it might be wise and possibly interesting to have a word or two with the man. Or rather he could have a word or two with her. Nearing eachother, she would push another strand of her rather dark and extremely long hair away from her face, still smiling, still walking, still beautiful.

She had been watching for quite a while now. The display of prowess was definitely interesting to watch. There was no point throughout the whole ordeal where she had imagined or even entertained the idea of joining in though. It was not because she did not want to help him however. Though the number of hollows had indeed been rather large, the shinigami was powerful enough where he would have been more than enough to easily dispatch them. She was more pleased by seeing his shikai even if it was just for a brief number of seconds. Granted, though it intrigued her, the brief amount of time just raised more questions about his shikai, specially given her largely curious nature. Nevertheless, for the sake of being herself, she would try her best to put it past her and not ask.

Once the fight had ended and as she walked towards him, she noticed a number of interesting possibilities. She didn't know the man, that much she was sure of. However, his energy felt familiar in a way. It wasn't quite clear why and whether she would truly find out or not did not matter, it was quite the intriguing perspective. As she walked, she felt the slightest breeze that gradually became stronger possibly out of the proximity of large bodies of water not far off from the city's outskirts. Willowing, her top and her mini skirt rose just the slightest bit. Her top went up so that only a tad bit of the color of her bra was visible while her minuscule mini-skirt did in fact reveal quite a portion of her panties. It was not sure whether she had noticed or could have cared however. What was clear was that, even if she had indeed or not noticed, there was no attempt to stop it. It was beyond her to be bothered by such things and her outfit, partly in memento to her mom, were a testament of it.

Upon coming within partial speaking distance to the man, she was reassured of her earlier hunch. He was very cute indeed, or so she thought to herself. "No reason really," she said naturally. Truly, there was no specific reason as to her being in that city. She was just enjoying her time, and eventually her path had led her there. "I just happened onto this area, and my name is Aiko," she responded with a smile. Walking closer to him as if she was about to pass him by, she paused and raising her left hand, positioned it under his chin. "Interesting..." she said pensively. Closing her eyes, she would pull the guy's face towards her where she would give him a gentle, soft and long lick up his cheek before stopping and beginning to laugh. "You are related to Izanagi aren't you?" she said with soft smile before letting go of him and scratching the back of her head as her top as usual would ride just the slightest bit higher.

"Are you planning in staying here for the night or are you going elsewhere?" she asked with genuine interest. There was a chance he might not have wanted to tell her and that was fine. On her own end, she didn't have any business that would keep her in the town any longer. In fact, in a perfect world, she would just continue on to where the path led and see what came up. At least until she got tired and went back to her city in the Soul King's palace before visiting a different realm. However, the intriguing qualities of this meeting were somehow different. If the man did indeed planned to stay, she wouldn't object to spending and sharing a room with him. There was much to talk or so she imagined. Having led the life she had, there was an special type of curiosity she held for most people she met. Regardless of race, she always managed to find redeeming in and interesting qualities in most individuals regardless of race, and her powers aside this was one of the reasons she was so fitting for the position of Master of Realms among the 0 Division.

He was cute. Ever since she had first approached him, she had noticed the subtle hints of nervousness and the tender and ever elusive blush that was more and more rare nowadays. Then again, the purposely tailored outfit she wore left little to the imagination and thus made it difficult to avert the eyes and the potential feelings that drew the reddened looks upon the cheeks. As he whispered, right after she had licked him, she would look as if she was sucking on a small-sized candy in her mouth or chewing on something, though it was likely nothing that needed addressing or real concern. Still, aside from his prevalent look of nervousness at her body, his expression had seemed to change when he heard her name. Sure, her position, if known, would mean that many would have indeed heard of her. However, the knowledge was not widespread and she never had an interest in propagating it either save for a reason or cause which would only further her intended purpose. Her only guess could have been that perhaps the boy was acquainted with the name as a result of her being Shunsui's daughter, the former Captain of the 9th division and Yamamoto's pupil, and husband to Lisa Yadomaru.

"Perhaps you are recalling my father or my mother? They do tend to look a lot like me." Her words were her mere attempts to figure out whether he had indeed confused her or just momentarily recalled her name out of the flashback or remembrance of one or both of her parents. Like the man before him, Aiko was also of quite renowned and strong parents so they had at least that much in common. Still, she could not help but smile and giggle when he referred to his father. "Your old man eh? That's certainly an interesting way to put it." she said in between smiles." Aiko was for the most part very relaxed. In fact, if her outfit and her behavior did not already made it obvious, she was usually one of the first ones up for joking, flirting, and having a good time. But still, though her relationship with her dad and her mom were as best as any, she couldn't quite think of calling her dad old man, save for purposely trying to pick on him as a joke. Still, the comic relief was definitely welcome. "I'm the Master of Realms from the 0 Division, yes. But do not let that confuse you, I'm still just Aiko." While she hardly tolerated disrespected unless it was very obviously done so out of a joke and with both parties agreeing, she was a very simple woman. She was happy with the new outlets and opportunities her new-found duties asked of her, and while she would be thrilled and overjoyed about speaking highly of her position and her merits there was a limit. She was not that shallow. At least not unless someone tried to purposely pick a fight with her, in which case she would do her best to be so. She did not want the extra attention or the special treatment for being who she was. She enjoyed the respect, flirt behavior, and fairly-normal interaction she had had with Yozora. It was one of the reasons she was still smiling, and it would be hurtful to see such an scenario change because of the nature of her position.

"That's very kind and thoughtful of you," she said in response to his desire to stay in the town should any more hollows appear. "It is a Shinigami's duty, but to be fair, I doubt many still hold true to the beliefs; I'm glad to see you still do." If hollows did arise again, the situation would be quite interesting. If it indeed happened at any time, a simple, sudden, and extremely powerful surge of her own reiatsu should have them running senseless in the opposite direction. But she couldn't do that. While Yozora was definitely strong enough to be around her, for the most part, even if she were to release extremely large amounts of spiritual energy, the same could not be said of the rest of the citizens in the village. Thus she would not put their lives in imminent danger out of trying to spare them from the potential danger of the hollows. Still, even if the hollows did attack, there was little chance she would intervene. It was not that she didn't care. Far from it. She did. Still, she was not meant to be involved as much, and Yozora was there as well. Assuming any did indeed show up, they would likely be too afraid to pose a real threat since the both of them were present and possessed quite strong spiritual pressures. On the offside, if they were foolish enough to do so, Yozora would be more than enough to take care of them. Worst case scenario, if all else failed, and only then, it was possible that Aiko would actually take part in the altercation. But all the potentials seemed to be rather unlikely. The night was more prone to be filled with unsuspecting and adventurous fun than a steel clad and blood frenzied time of killing.

Trying her best to lower her spiritual pressure so that it was mostly hidden and lied on near equal level with Yozora's, she was making sure her power wouldn't hurt others. "Well...I had not real plans tonight" she said with a smile and beginning to laugh as she crossed her arms up and behind her head. In doing so, and with her eyes closed while laughed, the sudden and high-up movement had risen her already high riding top to the point where a good portion of the bottom-most part of her bra and a good portion of her breasts would be visible. To be honest, she wasn't completely aware of it. If she had stopped to think she would have figured it out that it showed, but at the moment, neither did she know or truly cared that it did. "I suppose it may do me well to see the town. And I imagine you have quite the interesting stories; yea let's do it." Saying so, she would lower her arms and holding his hand she would walk ahead of him, hand still in hand before pausing and slowing down allowing him to take the lead. Aiko was just very different from many other people of her own powers. At least save for the time when she was in combat. For the most part, most strong individuals were rather self-centered, egotistical, or had a very proud self of accomplishment. It would be unfair to say Aiko did not share some of the qualities as she was far from a perfect being. But she was rather approachable, sweet, and kind. She was her.