Anger of the flame [cookie]

A sigh came from the young red haired man as he walked through the streets of karakura town. His left eye, a bright red in color, roamed from building to building, a scowl on his face. A red shirt covered his thin front, a hand reaching in to black jeans to pull out a cigarette. Lighting it with nothing more than his fnger, the iramasha moved on while smoking his cigarette. Sure, he knew he wasn’t supposed to be here, but he didn’t really care. Did stupid Toki really think he gave a damn about the guard? Well, it wasn’t something to think about right now, he’d have to deal with it later on. His hand gripped tightly around his sword, glaring at any who thought to stare at him. Bored out of his mind, this individual started looking for something to take his mind off of the problems that currently faced him.

Sighing softly, Aish’s eyes locked on to a park, deciding that it would be best for him to go there for now. Walking in to the park, Aish traveled past flower beds and trails, lost in his own thoughts as he walked onward. Sometimes he wished he was a female again, at least then he would be able to take with Fawkes. Grumbling, he led himself over to a bench, sitting down softly before propping the blade he held up on the bench next to him.

“Why me…”

He grumbled out in a soft voice, as if trying to stop any who passed by from hearing his comment. He really did hate his life, and the stupid Iramasha council, and stupid Toki for forcing him to join the guard. Why couldn’t they all just take a hint and fuck off?

“Stupid asshole… He forces me in to the guard, knowing full well I want nothing to do with that shitty place. Ugh, I hate you Toki.”

He grumbled again, this time loud enough so anyone passing by would hear his words. A scowl marked his face, as he glared at the sky, sick and tired of his current life.