Lost in Paradise -Closed

Well Kazuma was wandering around and his Zanpakutō was going out into a form to try and grope women quite an interesting pass time for the sword. But Kazuma didn't real get it, he was playing with some kids who were able to withstand his pressure. Kazuma gave off a rather power pressure based spiritual pressure. It made him quite hard to play with an lonely in his life. He grinned from ear to ear as they were running about and playing a childish game of some sort. Kazuma seemed just a child at heart even for a teenager.Bells jingled on his waist, though they weren't truly bells. Jiraiya couldn't help himself as he tried picking up women while his owner played. But soon the sword returned to the wielder. Kazuma seemed to be smiling and enjoying a nice sunny day, though today was gonna be a special case for him. Kazuma would learn a lesson that he never expected to learn, loss.

Though this would be his second time learning it, the District he was playing in wasn't populated by the best people, but a hollow had come to call this day and a Shinigami would be out soon but they wouldn't make it. Kazuma and the kids didn't realize this truth and were walking right into a meal. Becoming dinner for something far larger than anyone else around here and kazuma could put it away when the time was right. But his grin never seemed to fade as he played with the children completely blank to it all.

Kazuma was unaware of what was going on, but his friends had run into the woods to grab a ball a couple screams had been heard it was rather loud it seemed as though they'd run into some trouble Jiraiya had gone on edge and warned Kazuma of a hollow. Kazuma's facial features hardened a bit but the smile remained, he walked towards the entrance his eyes widening at the sight. Two of his friends were being held or were they'd been thrown and sadly injured by this beast. His eyes began to pale and well it was a losing point, those children were innocent his inner anger couldn't be held and in his mind neither were moving so they must of died. Things around him seemed to begin to crush, being smashed down releasing what seemed more like a scream of anger than anything. His reiatsu glowing white around him spread out.

Black hair began to transform into red, his eyes began to recover depth as he slowly lost his form turning back, the clock was going back on to Makoto. He seemed to examine himself slowly, trying to detect what changes had happened on his frame. Calculating for a moment, he shot both his arms out stretching them as he grabbed hold of both children. This man seemed a bit calmer and no smile lit his expression. This form wasn't truly known as he spoke calmly and pulled a bell from his belt holding it in the palm of his hand. Slowly it levitated and a fight was about to begin, the question was what would the hollow do now that something had decided to get involved. It wasn't really a sign of emotion to this crimson haired boy he waited calmly for the next move his power causing some houses to crumble as he remained close to them.

He'd taken the kick to the head, though the damage had been done Kazuma couldn't really control his powers he laid their on the ground looking upwards, the kick well had almost a zero effect on him. It may as well been blunt and well as it stood the kick he had little trouble with fighting hand to hand. He checked the new arrival now slowly, one thing people had often said about Makoto was his eyes were always pretty. The other him had an utter lack of control and well it more often brought him to some sadness when he looked around at the damage him coming to the surface did.

He wondered if what was broken would ever come back again he stood up, he'd managed to deal with his spiritual pressure for now. The bell he'd been holding remained where it was, the girl wasn't truly trained as well as he'd thought for Hakuda but it was a very nice kick for someone new to the art. His Zanpakutō spirit seemed almost ready to come out and fight, but he shook his head left to right as the spirit of the white haired man return and vanished once again. His eyes locked on to the hollow, he slowly brought a hand up pointing at it. Several silver orbs left his waist and flew towards it, expanding till they covered the whole body.

Cracking and sounds of what seemed like shattering could be heard, he wasn't a bad guy and he had little to say. The children were unharmed yet, he walked away leaving his sword to finish the creature by crushing it's entire body. He ran a hand through the hair of the near child he'd saved. It wasn't to bad no real damage it seemed, beyond the normal of a couple cuts and scraps. They were fine, just fine which was something more than what he could say for the attacker. The female if she'd hoped for words from him it pry wasn't much to hear he said nothing and what's more hitting him pry felt a tad odd, but who knows maybe she didn't notice it.

"In all the ages I've come out though it's been a while since I've been around in my body or even desired such a thing, Jiraiya fill me in..other then the hollow,where are we..and I thank you miss, I beg forgiveness for the younger side of me..He doesn't quite gather his strength yet..I'll be sure to leave here before I let him have the reigns again." He said in a clam and collected voice, his eyes observing her carefully almost looking through her to gather what data he needed on the female's form. Friend, enemy, or neutral that was what he attempted to understand.

The true form was both fast and quite skilled at things so here came his outright look on things. His eyes observed she was a seated member of the gotei 13, division wasn't yet known but it was clear by the uniform and skill she was fairly high on the seating roster. Above five, but below Vice Captain. His bells returned the hollow appeared to be dead, but he doubted it was and was well ready from where he was about several feet from the location. He thought for a moment, listening to Jiraiya so that's what had happened. Perhaps he should hold on for longer now.

At least till this situation was handled, the real him was lazy I guess was the word. Perhaps unmotivated to even exist was a better term for it all. His eyes narrowed slightly, shooting a fast punch to the left towards the hollow, without really judging much he felt his fist as it stretched collide with the creatures head a loud snapping noise could be heard the creature had been knocked back and felt it's mask crack as the creature was divided. This was the end of that problem, now this issue with the kids and the Gotei 13 girl.

His eyes fell on her, staring her down and looking straight into her. Nothing was in those eyes, no emotions almost as though he had lost his purpose to exist and didn't really feel the need to keep himself around much.

His eyes didn't stop staring nothing really changed, it was merely him understanding the girl, though touching him she'd pry notice the feel of his skin being a bit different from normal. But his stretching had pry given that away already. He'd almost winced at the females touch, but he wasn't truly used to a soft touch as well. But either way, he closed them slowly deciding the female didn't really like him looking at her so he closed them and stepped back a step. Deciding he may as well explain from the beginning. This girl deserved that much, considering what she'd walked into and he glanced down the clothing he was wearing was a tad comfortable, but that was to be expected he guessed. Being forced out into the fold like this, Kazuma couldn't explain it really. But he sighed and spoke now as he found a place to sit down.

"I was born into a clan that's far different from others and well we all are, what's left is only fragments of a broken clan that has nothing since Murial took the family by force with Michael. I decided I wasn't interested anymore and wanted to just fade..I was fighting against Michael and Gabriel as we were called in those lands..I wasn't able to protect the one person who mattered.And ever since I've allowed a younger form to take over and run around..he's young but it makes him smile and I suppose really I am not motivated enough to want to be here...it's a reminder of where I failed...Though I forsake my old name forever."