Looking For a Fight [Finished]

The sky was dark and the air was still. Not a sound could be heard but the footsteps of a man walking along a dark and lonely street. Aside from him there was not a soul to be seen. This town didn't have much of a nightlife as everyone who lived here had already retreated to their respective dwellings. Because of this, Kichirou felt kind of lonely being out here in the dark and cold night. He longed for company, though not the kind of company one in his situation would normally long for. He wasn't out here looking for nightlife, he was out here to look for something to punch in the face. Not someone mind you, something, as he would never just walk up to someone and hit them... without reason. Though now that he thought about it, having someone to spar with could be fun right about now. It sure beat randomly wandering around waiting for something spooky to show up.

That was actually the reason Kichirou was here, to wander around until something spooky showed up. He was on a patrol of sorts, not an official one as he was no longer employed by the Soul Society, but also not one out of boredom or some other petty reason. He had heard there had been hollow attacks someone around these parts, so he came to take a look around for a while. These attacks were probably the reason he was alone right now, as nobody really wanted to come outside and potentially get eaten. Kichirou could sympathize with that, not wanting to get eaten. He figured it would probably not be pleasant. That's why he was here, to make these people's lives a bit more pleasant if he could. And in doing so, he could participate in one of his favorite hobbies: punching things. However, even though he'd been here for several nights, nothing had showed up. He both liked and disliked this. He liked it because if none were showing up it meant these people may be safe, but he disliked it because it meant he was wandering around with nothing to do, which was very, very boring.

Kichirou eventually turned off that street and ended up somewhere on the outskirts of town. Figuring he had wandered around for quite a while today and nothing had showed up his entire time of being here, he could take a break. He found a nice rock to sit on, one that he had actually sat on a few times before. Resting his elbows on his knees and his chin on his fists, he looked out across the scenery. A small wind had picked up, resulting in the scenery being dominated by fields of swaying grass. He could see a plowed field here and there, as this town was quite a bit into the country. There weren't many places like this around these days, technology becoming so advanced and all. It reminded him of where he grew up, another quiet town like this. However, instead of marveling at the quiet serenity of the scenery or being lost in nostalgia, he felt bored. He supposed the scenery was pretty and all, but one thing he had learned a long time ago is no matter how pretty something is, it can always get old. This is especially true when nothing happens... ever. A deep sigh escaped Kichirou as he continued to contemplate his boredom, waiting for something to happen.