A Stroll of Dedication? I think not.

"Are you serious?" A teenage boy who looked about he was going to a high school asked. His face seemingly just staring at the immense and beautifully designed buildings in front of him. He took one step forward blankly until he heard a crack of a twig that he just stepped on. His first thought about Sukai Karakura was that it might be having some really only-technology stuff in there. But, truthfully speaking, there were actually hints of nature around this place.

"Yep! Oh, and don't go into every single place without knowing what they actually are. Because, some of them might be training area for gunslingers and well..." A man who was double of the boy's size answered. His voice trailed off in the end, but it seemed like he was going to talk about people getting shot in there. The boy decided to not even respond to that answer.

"So, I'm suppose to live around here now? It might be a big change for me. What made you want me to live here now? You've always told me I never deserved to live in a very noble building such as this because I'm too much of a hassle. Huuuuh." His face made the look of disapproval as he zoomed his face in front of the man.

"Yes, Narumi, this will be your new home. I wanted you to come because you're a special case now. You actually have the money to rent - well, buy - the houses around this district. You became rich pretty instant. How'd you do it? Tell me, I won't tell anyone else." The man leaned the side of his head toward Narumi. Narumi just stared at him with a glare and smacked it hard enough to make him yelp.

"Don't kneel down like that. It seems like you're mocking me because I'm short." He turned his head around toward the house and kept walking inside of it. Every footstep was glorious and the surface was very refined and well-made not making a squeaky noise at all. The whole room was so large that you can basically hear yourself echo very nicely. There were staircases everywhere and people with maid outfits walking about and about with a tray in front of them. The trays mostly had cups of tea, some foods on a dish (and they looked good too) and probably some other type of stuff in it. It was hard to see due to the fact that most of them were on the second floor.

"You have to be kidding me? Is this all mine?" Narumi asked hesitantly, running around with his arms wide out to his side.

The man nodded and tossed Narumi a tag, in which he grabbed with his two fingers. He read what was seemingly on the note and twitched highly. "That son of a--!" The yell echoed through the whole place and the maids and butlers turned around to eye him. He stuttered and bowed down a sorry then looked at the place where the man was at. He was gone.




He went to his room quickly and unpacked all of his stuff to visit the outside world of his house. The backdoor led to a downtown district and oh, my lord, did he freak out. He had his jaw wide opened when he noticed that a "small mall" was basically the size of a sky scraper. Windows surrounded the building heavily and he was surprised uterly. A complete shock.

Narumi crawled, not literally, inside a store of clothing. There were so many outfits that he wanted as he just had a glimpse around the place. What he was wearing now? He simply wore a white t-shirt with an 'S' on the middle with game characters around that letter. It seemed to resemble a game console or simply an abbreviation of the name of a game. His pants were just dark jeans that weren't too baggy, but baggy enough to not exactly stick on his skin. The waist-part were hanging low in the middle of his buttcheeks with his blue-ish underwear sticking out of it. The torso covered it perfectly although, so nobody was able to tell what he was wearing down there. A sky-blue headphone surrounded his neck and the big bobs had these small character-ish angel wings on it. He had like three different unique bracelets around his wrists but there were no need to explain that too much. Oh, yes, there was also a belt with his name on it around the belt loops. It was nothing special, but a casual outfit.

He looked around, picking out outfits and trying them on to see if it would fit or not. But, when he actually tried it on to see how he looked like, it didn't look as if he appreciated wearing those outfit. He was able to afford it easily, but for some reason, it wasn't right to him and he didn't even know it himself! Narumi continued shuffling through the place to see if there were anything that might be good on him and actually met the criteria he needed. "God damnit, I can't find anything that's good! They're all so nice and all, but for some weird reason... I try them on, it doesn't seem right! Maybe I need more customization..." He shrugged and went on with the shuffling.

(Introduction)

Every moment that Caveman caused trouble, the news are on him like football fans on the last box of pizza. This time, he was facing two numeros arrancars. Unfortunately, Caveman was not in a good mood because one of these arrancars killed a girl that he usually visits after school. Usually, Caveman is seen as a terrorist and the kind that the police avoided so Caveman would not start a commotion. However, now that arrancar killed a child to challenge Caveman, Caveman stood as an embodiment of vengeance. His sword slung over his shoulder as he approached the two. "You finally came! Now to make an example of you for mocking the Cero Espada!" One of the arrancars shouted to Caveman. "I mocked your leader? I thought Ashlei was a name for an over-reactive preppy who gets fucked by a pooch." Caveman spoke blatantly. That comment made the two outrageously furious. "Well. I don't have much time, so may the lord have mercy upon ya and fuckity bitch shit for the rest." Caveman concluded before showing the two arrancars the middle finger, knowing they would try to come up with a comeback. "Oh...that's mature..." The second arrancar replied. "Indeed. Kubo may have to censor that. Oh well. Too fucking late." Caveman remarked before running at them with his sword held.

(Battle)

"My Hierro will st-" One arrancar shouted before he was cleaved in two by Caveman's momentum-powered swing of his heavy hollow sword. The sound of the impact sounded like a deep strike into a large chunk of beef as the cleaved arrancar dusted off. The other arrancar, the one who murdered the girl was left and he is surprised by Caveman's strength. "What are you?!" The arrancar shouted. "Just shut the fuck up and fight. The lass needed her damn rest." Caveman replied without raising his voice. Caveman rushed the arrancar before the arrancar sonido'ed out of the way and behind Caveman. He spun around and slashed Caveman in the back. "A solid strike...Huh? Why are you not falling! Why! Why! WHY!" The arrancar boasted before realizing that Caveman is still standing. Each question is a slash to Caveman's back, yet Caveman still stand. He dropped his sword and the arrancar thought that Caveman has died standing. However, the arrancar closed his eyes, only to see stars as Caveman spun around and punched the arrancar, clearing ten feet of knock back distance. All the people could see was a guy in white being rushed and pummeled by Caveman's unrelenting fury of fists and kicks. The arrancar sonido'ed into the air to keep a distance from the madman. Caveman turned to a building and ran to it. The arrancar was wondering what the hell is Caveman doing, only to be surprised more as he witnessed Caveman literally running up three stories before stopping for a brief moment before kicking off the building. The arrancar froze as he saw death in the man's eyes and Caveman slammed into the arrancar, sending both of them into the thick pane of glass. The glass survived, but has a big enough crack that it can be seen from across the street. Caveman punched into the arrancar's gapped mouth and the punch was deep. Then...Caveman forced the arrancar's skull out of its spine and flash. As the Arrancar's body slowly dies out, Caveman started beating the arrancar's body with its skull.

(Victory Fanfare Pose)

After getting off the corpse as it slowly dusts away, Caveman licked his finger and thrusts it into the air in sync with his legs spreading out before Caveman did s vulgar pelvic thrust in front of ten women and fifteen guys. The women either blushed at the sight or just stare down at his pelvis as it was the only thing he is moving. The men looked with either jealousy or disgust.

Note: Narumi can see it out of his window clear as day.

Narumi is obviously back from his shopping. He quickly ignored whatever greetings he had went he got into his household and ran into his room. Unfortunately, he had a large stack of clothing hung by racks on top of him until he tossed it very loudly onto his king-sized bed. The sound was loud enough to alert a butler passing by while he was wiping his rapier with a sheet of cloth. The only thing he stared at was Narumi panting loudly in panic from the whole lift of clothing. The outfits probably costed over thousands - luckily, making those money weren't that hard for him but it surely was a hassle to have so many clothings.

The butler shook his head then walked ahead away from the room. Narumi sensed a footstep at the doorway - sadly, nobody was there - and he just walked up to it then slammed the door shut and locked for security and privacy. He clearly hated when people were seeing what he was apparently doing especially when the activity isn't all that appealing to people. Actually, it probably grosses them out, or either disgusts them. Either way, most of them usually have the same reaction of pity.

Narumi's face twitched heavily at the stack of clothing in front of him. His eyes were slanted in pure anger but he just stood there with rage. "God damnit, I didn't even met to buy this all! That son of a bitch fooled me into buying some useless shit that they sell. How much did I spend for this? Like... you don't even want to know how I much I spent!" He constantly yelled, his fingers gesturing comically at the clothing. In the end, he was just talking to himself and nobody wanted attention from him. So, this was practically a failure. He took the racks of outfits and strolled casually toward his large brown wardrobe. He swung the handle open for the door then hooked the clothings onto the pole hanging on the ceiling of it.

He closed the wardrobe strongly and looked out the window. Clearly, a pretty attracting fight was going on. There was this unique looking man fighting these two arrancars. The guy was easily winning the fight. Narumi just stared out his window with his face planted on the glass. He loved to watch fights like this happen, but not to him though... if that made any sense at all. He never liked the idea of getting himself hurt, but watching others getting harmed was pretty damn hilarious. After the battle ended, Narumi rushed out of his house to the direction where he happened to be pelvic thrusting in front of a group. Narumi made a -.-' face in annoyance but kept on walking forward to the location.

Caveman stopped his vulgarity and walked out of the crowd and to his discarded sword. When he lifted it off the ground, a recognizable impression was revealed on the ground, implying that the sword was heavier than a car or something of the like. "May she rest and go to the Soul Society for the deed done upon her was done wrongly for my sake." Caveman murmured like a prayer before he slung the sword over his shoulder. His bloody back was ignored like it is making Caveman stronger rather than hindering him. The sounds of sirens are appearing and approaching like the police was after something, but Caveman knew who it was they are after; it was him alone. "Just sign the papers and give the corpses a medal, why don't cha?" Caveman mumbled to himself in cynical criticism. He began walking across the street to the nearby alleyway to elude any attempt of capture or killing. Knowing his status right now, the victory was short-lived since it is soon that the police and the army will be at his previous location and will be tracking him. Deep in the veins of the city, Caveman took out a large squeeze bottle of anti-biotic and took off his coat and shirt to apply it onto his wounds created by the murderous arrancar. He knows that he can get stronger through pain, but he is no fool; he does not want to catch a blight that would kill him. He squeezed the bottle and soaked his back in anti-biotic liquid before rubbing it into his wounds. His sword lay against the wall as Caveman waited for the anti-biotic to take effect.

After applying the anti-biotic, Caveman heard footsteps before turning around. He kept his chin leveled as his eyes were the only things looking down upon a boy. When looked up to him, he looks like a force not to be messed with. His beard flickered while his long hair flailed with the wind. His firmed lips loosen to speak. "You followed me, this better be fucking worth your troubles." Caveman spoke in a deep voice that seemed like two heavy wood bending against each other. The problem to Caveman was having someone following him when the police could be hot on the kid's tail. He grabbed his sword and left his torn shirt behind. "You can walk and talk, don't cha, fucker?" Caveman asked the boy as he continued into the alleyway network to evade detection by police.

Despite Caveman's unbalanced stance, he shifted one foot at the same moment that his arm was grabbed. He felt the strong tug, but his feet did not leave the ground. In fantasy, Caveman would be easy to the boy, but in reality, moving him is like trying to move a car while its parking brake is on, very difficult. "Treat you like a fucking kid? You act like one all too fucking well." Caveman replied to the boy's scorn. "Since you are now my retarded accomplice, I will have to fucking treat you like one." Caveman twirled his grabbed arm in attempt to reverse the grapple. If confirmed, Caveman would instead shoved the boy against the wall and placed his very heavy sword closely in front of him with the blade facing him. "Be fucking glad that you are a kid, or this blade will be your guillotine." Caveman warned the boy while the blade was more than the boy's height since the blade is up from the ground to Caveman's eye level. Caveman retracted his blade from the boy and then lets him go before walking away to evade the pursuing police.

"This is a hollow blade; over six feet tall and over four feet wide. It can grow with the user while only the original owner can use it. To others, it weighed as much as a sports utility vehicle. If I drop it on you, you will be crushed in two halves by the sheer weight alone. I know it will because I merely dropped it when it cut through that arrancar." Caveman explained about his sword. When he shown his bare chest, he has a peculiar insignia tattooed on it.

"If you are here to beg for death, don't fuck with me and follow since now you're my accomplice in disturbing the peace." Caveman spoke before walking away, leaving a land scar along the way from his sword. Judging by the tension in his arm, Caveman used it with great ease and the words about the sword is very much true.