The Rule of Two: Realization

Under The Cover of Night; A Friendly Assimilation
Towards the shores of Okinawa Islands, a lone boat was moving through the calm and soft current of the ocean. The only sound within the area was the loud, rhythmic growl of the engines as it propelled the metallic body forward. Its sleek, grey form was constantly being slapped by the froth and splashing of the waters, but it did not stop, being the machine that it was. The moon-light shone on its form, almost as if lighting the way for the trio that was within.

19-year-old Atsushi Chiba looked over from the steering wheel for a moment to look over at Tamafune, who had Evelyn's head resting on her lap as she seat in one "bench" part of the boat. Evelyn's eyes were closed, and she seemed to ignore the fact that Tama was keeping one of her palms pressed on her forehead. He closed his eyes and sighed heavily, clearly exhausted from having to travel for such a long time.

"How's your patient?" He asked dryly, prompting the young girl to look up.

"She's fine...." A small smile crossed her face, and she looked down on the woman in question. "I managed to stop the bleeding and seal her wounds. Obviously, I couldn't do anything about the fact that she has one arm, but.... she's alive, at least." Her own voice showed weariness, as if she had stayed up the moment they had started their trip.

"Ugh....good for her...." A slight groan came from Atsushi as he turned back around, flopping his head down onto the wheel. "I hope I don't have to do much more of this shit in the future. Can't believe I'm saying it, but I think the smithing was more more entertaining than standing here all day just to drive this boat...."

"No kidding...." Tamafune agreed, closing her eyes and leaning her head back so it could face the night sky. "I don't think I could drive a motorcycle again, after what happened."

Atsushi smirked, raising his head up and turning back around to face Tama. "What, couldn't handle a little Kidō? You must be younger than we all thought, huh, little sister?" His smirk only increased in size when he saw her bristle indignantly, jerking her face forward in order to meet his smug look with an annoyed look of her own.

"Stop calling me that, you jerk!" She snapped.

"What? Can't help but say the truth. You know it fits you...."

All of a sudden, the wind around them began to pick up and forced the boat to actually speed up slightly. The sloshes of water that were previously hitting them began to become somewhat stronger, and some of it actually ended up getting into the boat just enough to get parts of it wet...

"Oh, hell, no...." Atsushi growled, gritting his teeth slightly at the picking up of the wind around them. "I will be damned if we get a storm when we're almost there!" He gunned the boat even faster, pushing the speed in order to quickly get to the island. He ignored the slight protests of Tamafune as the bump started rocking and bumping a little.

Of course, this caused Evelyn to stir and the young girl to turn her attention towards her. "Ah! I see you're awake...." She commented, giving an encouraging smile. "You able to stand?"

"....yes...." After getting her ground, Evelyn grunted as she pushed herself up to a sitting position. Her eyes were shut, contorted in slight pain. She slowly reached to grasp the armless stump, now bandaged and cleaned up. "I'm fine.... for the most part."

The wind then began to oddly shift it's direction, this time opposing the boat rather than forcing it. This wind was sturdy and strong, but gentle at the same time. It was enough to essentially keep the boat in a slow pace, despite how hard Atsushi was pushing on the gas.

Suddenley, a crow could be heard cawing and eventually seen flying across the moonlight. It circled the boat nearly 3 times before landing on the right side of the craft's edge. It was rather large for a crow, and it's yellow eyes looked straight into the pained face of Evelyn.

As the bird certainly would have caught the trio off guard, none of them noticed a muscular, hooded figure with black hair strands flowing from his concealed head, standing on the very edge of the boat with just the tip of his boot. Despite his menacing appearance, a serene and peaceful aura could be felt around him.

Atsushi was intelligent to know that the wind's sudden change was not due to nature. Letting out an angry growl, the teenager abruptly spun around, expression and body language showing anger and annoyance.

"All right, who's the--"

However, he immediately stopped upon seeing the scene, eyes widening in surprise. Tamafune matched his expression, looking at the man as well as the bird and switching her gaze from one to another as the seconds passed. However, Evelyn did not react at all, although she did lower her arm to her lap and turning her face towards the man's direction. There was a silence as they looked at the silent, hooded individual stood on the edge of the boat.

Atsushi was the first to break it, eyebrows furrowing and a frown crossing his face. "Ok, Mr. King-of-the-World." He sniffed. "Please get off my boat's edge and explain why you're here and having your creepy bird staring at our evacuee, before I turn this thing and knock you into the water." His tone was rude, sarcastic, and clearly not welcoming.

The being kept his pose, while slowly tilting his head up to where the trio could see his solid orange eyes, his arms crossed as he retained his stance. "My apologies. I would have preferred to land on a solid surface rather than the water."

The crow then cawed as it flew over to the man's left shoulder. He himself then stepped off of the boat onto the water, standing on it as if though he was walking on solid ground while his arms were still crossed. "Is that more to your liking, boy?" he said with a calm, yet empty voice.

The boat ended up zooming past him due to his position, courtesy of his move to step out of the vehicle.

"....wow...." Atsushi muttered, looking forward as his boat left the man behind. To his relief, he could see that they were only a few minutes away from the shoreline. "Someone's obviously come from the mental institution of complete stupidity."

WHOOSH!

Before any of them realized it, the being Flash-Stepped right back into the previous position that he was in on the boat. His arms still crossed and he still stood on the tip of his boot, the crow still perched on his left shoulder. His hooded face tilted down to where no one could see his face or his eyes.

"Ah~!!"

A startled yell came from Tamafune, and she almost fell off the boat at the sudden appearance of the strange individual. "O-ok.... he's fast.... we know that now...." She muttered, unconsciously leaning against a silent Evelyn as she tried to regain her breath. "Probably would be better if we knew his name, but.... I'm too afraid to ask...."

"....my god, man." Atsushi slapped a palm to his face, holding his head down in annoyance. "We really don't have time for your horse-shit, whoever you are. Why don't you go back to whatever mental institution you came from? I'm sure someone's going to call looking for the crow-type, male version of an insane cat-lady."

The being simply chuckled as he looked towards Atsushi. "Institution? If by institution, you mean centuries of confinement and solitude on top of a large mountain range, then yes, I am from an institution. Based on your mannerisms towards your elders, I would suggest that you do the same at some point in time." He turned his orange eyes towards Tamafune. "Fear not. I am a friend of Qilin's. You have nothing to fear from me, young one."

He then looked over at Evelyn, noticing her missing arm. "You....I recognize your aura from someone I had thought long disappeared."

Hesitantly, Tamafune relaxed, but remained silent when he addressed Evelyn. However, her eyes widened in alarm when Atsushi narrowed his eyes and scowled, glaring at the masked man. "How about I suggest you to get off my boat before I shove my foot up your--"

"Ahem, Atsushi!" The young girl exclaimed, cutting him off before he could get any further. "Let's not start a fight here, of all places...." She relaxed when the boy snorted, rolling his eyes and turning back to his driving.

"Whatever...."

Evelyn had her eyes closed, yet her expression made it seem like she was looking him over. She bent over, grasping her staff in her hand and resting it on her shoulder. "Just who exactly are you referring to when you say that?" She questioned him, her eyebrows furrowing.

The being regained his pose as his crow flew off of his shoulder and began to circle the boat. "Well...two people actually. You are a McTavish, correct?"

"Yes." Traditionally, Evelyn answered honestly. Her body tensed slightly as she felt the boat slow down to a crawl upon reaching the sandy shores, and she slowly allowed herself to stand up along with Tamafune. "Who exactly did you meet out of my family?"

He then took off his dark hood, revealing a battle worn Hollow Mask and pale skin, along with shoulder length black hair. "Your husband and I fought togather a couple of months ago. Your daughter and I helped rescue him and his comrades from a high level security prison."

"I don't have a daughter." Evelyn answered, sticking one end of her staff to the floor of the boat. She moved aside as Tamafune and Atsushi moved to jump out of the boat and land on the sands. "Only a husband and son."

The man then stepped off of the boat as well, still keeping his gaze on her. "Hmm..."

He then remembered the story that Brina had told him on their way to New York, how she had apparentley butchered her parent in the deep of night and left her there, assuming that she was done and gone. But now that she stood before him, carrying a somewhat resentful aura around her in terms of her daughter, he quickly grasped the situation.

"I see...." he said as his crow landed on the sands and began to pick at a small infant turtle, before quickly slamming it's jaws down on the small creature and swallowing it whole.

"....I think I have a reason to fear birds now...."

As Evelyn stepped out of the boat, Tamafune cringed at the crow as it made short work and dinner of the poor turtle. She just didn't like to see brutality committed, even if it was animal on animal. What was unnerving her even more was that she thought to have seen the flash of teeth within the beak of the crow when it had bit down on the turtle.

"Gives you more reason to dismiss him as a loony." Atsushi sniffed, folding his arms across his chest and turning his head away.

The bird then flared it's white teeth and flew right into Atsushi's face, snarling and hissing at him as it's yellow eyes transformed into a blood red.

The Vizard snapped his fingers and the bird quickly withdrew to it's master's shoulder as he put his hood back on and began to walk towards the island beyond the sands.

Needless to say, Atsushi went from calm to angry in less than a second.

Tamafune, having been right beside him, had turned pale and almost fainted right then and there.

He clenched his fists, glaring daggers into the Visored's back as he walked away with Evelyn quickly following close behind, seemingly knowing where he was going. "That son of a bitch...!" He seethed, wanting nothing more than to punch a few holes into the man right then and there. The crow had acted on its own, and the Visored may have been only calling it back. However, it might as well have been just one possibility, the other being that the stranger had did that on his own. It was the possibility that he was leaning towards as well as the one used to justify his anger.

In a matter of fact, he was stepping forward after him in order to put his want to effect.

However, he was stopped when Tamafune placed a hand on his shoulder in order to stop him. Instinctively, he jerked his head towards her out of his anger, only to meet a worried gaze. She simply closed her eyes and shook her head - a signal for him not to attack. In response, he scowled and shook his hand off, moving to catch up. It was the only thing that was keeping him from becoming violent and aggressive towards the newcomer.

As Tamafune followed behind the boy, he continued to glare into the stranger's back as he caught up. "I bet you don't even know where we're supposed to go." He said irritably, his arms folded across his chest.

"On the contrary. I knew Qilin before any of you were born." the being said, still walking towards the top of the island before stopping and looking to his left and right. He then looked at his crow and nudged it with his shoulder slightly. "In fact, I helped him find this hiding place."

The bird then flew off of him and remained in the air as the being then crouched down, one knee on the ground and the other sat up, his hand on the standing knee. "I'll see you all there."

WHOOSH!

With a single Flash-Step, the man disappeared from view with no trace of his existance left behind.

"....I hope Qilin ends up killing that freak." Atsushi muttered, unfolding his arms across his chest and closing his eyes in disdain. "He's really getting on my nerves." He started walking again towards a slightly surprised Evelyn, stopping when he was near her.

Tamafune followed right behind him, folding her arms behind her back while looking at him in slight amusement. "Maybe you're getting on his. I'm surprised he didn't just kill you for even opening your mouth."

"Yeah, yeah...." Waving off the comment made towards him, Atsushi looked over towards Evelyn and cleared his throat. "C'mon, lady. We're going to take the usual route to the caves. Stay close behind us, or we'll leave you behind." Although still carrying a rude demeanor, his voice was a bit lighter than what it was before.

Evelyn nodded calmly. "I'm right behind you two." She assured them, her voice serene and calm.

Following this statement, the three vanished with their own Flash Steps, with Evelyn keeping pace behind what would be the slower leaders.

The Spiritsmith's Offer
The interior of the cave was a network of hallways, all of them made of the very rock that made up the cave itself. All of these hallways were lit up with torches, their flames seemingly burning eternally as they lit the way for anyone who traversed the cave's depths. One of the hallways led to the correct area; everywhere else was nothing more than a dead end.

The "right" area was an expansive area, vibrantly lit with torches in a manner that made it seem like there was artificial lighting instead of the natural fire that it was. In sections of the floor, there were pools of water that dominated at least half of the ground. The other half was dominated by earth. It was like standing out on an island in the middle of the ocean.

Within a section of the earth-covered ground, a lone man was sitting on top of the back of an unidentified creature's skeleton, the foundation as massive as a truck. The back was flattened and panned out in the manner similar to a wide table-top. He was blowing a stream of fire onto a sword every ten seconds before checking it, the metal white-hot. Then, he would blow on it again, hammering it so that it could meet a certain shape.

This was the work of 25-year-old Qilin, the Spiritsmith.

And sure enough, leaning up against the rock wall to his left was the stranger that the trio had met earlier at the beach, his arms crossed and his hood down. In the light, one could see that he was a muscular figure with no shirt, a purple piece of clothing around his neck that was his hood, his torso area down was covered in a black and purple garmet of sorts with various bone pieces and symbols, as well as a pair of boots and gloves with similar bone pieces on them. His mask was blank and his eyes were closed as his black hair dangled around his upper area.

"....you could at least say something, Kafezial."

Qilin stopped working on his sword for a moment, looking over at the man with light exasperation. "Appearing and just standing there without so much as a "hello" is kind of rude...." He said, a slightly complaining tone in his voice. With his free hand holding a hammer, he used his sword hand to raise up the blade and inspect it once more.

Kafiezial simply chuckled slightly, retaining his pose but glancing up at Qilin's direction. "I don't need to say hello. Ruexleez and I have already greeted these three, but I'll say it again if you so wish." Ruexleez of course being his crow, which was oddly no where in sight.

"You mean, those three." Qilin corrected him, putting down the sword when he was satisfied with how it looked. "I'm surprised you just decided to up and leave them in the dust like that. Though, I can probably guess why you did...." A small grin crossed his face. "Atsushi's rebel-boy attitude was getting to you, right?"

He chuckled a little more as he looked back up to Qilin once again. "Were you and I so different?" he said with his trademark serene voice.

"Can't really say...." Qilin admitted, cracking his neck to one side before allowing himself to his feet. "After all, I'm the one who might as well have raised Atsushi. You, on the other hand, just met the guy...."

He jumped off of the skeleton and onto the ground opposite of where Kafezial was leaning. He directed his gaze towards the entrance to the area, where he could see the figures of the trio as they made their way into the cave.

"Hey, Qilin!!" Atsushi called out, picking up the pace as he approached the older man. "Some masked freak just came onto the boat while I was driving it, claiming to be your friend or something like that. Did you kill him already?" The women behind him were silent, with Tamafune stuffing her hands in her coat pockets, and Evelyn simply standing there.

Kafiezial then casually stood up from his spot and folded his arms behind his back, waiting for his friend to answer.

"W-wait a minute, seriously?!"

From the rather innocent, curious look on Qilin's face as well as the way Kafiezial casually strode up from behind him (which irked him even more), the claim of friendship had been non-verbally confirmed. Tamafune had to chuckle a little at Atsushi's expression of shock and disbelief as he stared at the pair. "You're actually friends with this guy?!" He gasped. "Wow, what kind of wierdos were you hanging out when you were going to school?"

Qilin closed his eyes and shrugged, keeping a casual smile. "The best kind, my friend." He answered smoothly with a bit of enthusiasm, having gotten himself used to Atsushi's insults and jeers. He looked over his shoulder at the older man, folding his arms across his chest. "You guys haven't been formally introduced, have you?"

Kafiezial simply retained his pose. "No, I apologize. I have made a bad impression on him." He then tilted his head to where he was looking at Atsushi's face. "My name is Kafiezial. It is a pleasure to meet you Atsushi." he said calmly, knowing that the boy was only going to get worse, but he paid it no mind. He wasn't intentionally trying to jeer him after all...

"Oh, now you're trying to be nice while in the presence of your best friend." Atsushi said in a snappish tone. "What's the matter? You suddenly lose your backbone?" He continued to glare at Kafiezial as he spoke, causing Tamafune to slide a hand to her face out of slight frustration. However, she knew that once Atsushi was angry, he was going to keep it up, no matter what.

And he was right, as always.

Kafiezial chuckled somewhat as he held out his left hand. "You'll forgive Ruexleez..."

Suddenley, right from behind Atsushi's shoulder flew the same menacing crow from before, perching right on Kafiezial's extended arm, glaring at the trio with it's menacing yellow eyes. "...he's very weary of strangers. I'm surprised he didn't defy my order to return in place of biting you like he wished." he continued.

"Yeah, well, I would've crushed the thing's skull in and cooked it for dinner." Atsushi shot back, smirking. "What's a stupid bird going to do to the likes of me?"

Ruexleez's eyes turned blood red and it bared it's teeth again, hissing and snarling like before. Until his master thumped him in the right side of his head, effectively silencing it. "Trust me, you don't want to know."

"Yeah, whatever, you freak."

Scoffing, Atsushi abruptly turned away from the crow's master and walked off, ignoring a comically cowering Tamafune who was using the taller Evelyn as a means to make herself invisible to the crow. "I'm outta here, Qilin. Have fun with your boyfriend..." He called over his shoulder with a sarcastic drawl, before performing a Flash Step and vanishing from the area.

Once he was gone, Qilin sighed heavily and placed a palm to his face, shaking his head. "I'll say the same thing for him as you did for your bird. You'll have to excuse him, he can't adjust quickly enough to the likes of who he considers to be strangers...."

"Especially ones with such a creepy visage...." Tamafune whispered, still hiding behind the silent Evelyn.

Kafiezial kept his pose as his crow left his hold and landed in front of Evelyn, looking up at her with calm yellow eyes, almost as if it was curious about her.

His master simply sighed. "I understand. It's not every day someone runs into a Vizard who cannot rid themselves of this curse." he said, referring to the Hollow Mask that was permanatley merged with his face.

This managed to catch Evelyn's attention.

Not expecting the crow to turn docile so quickly, Evelyn leaned down towards the bird and inadvertently caused Tamafune to jump away out of instinct. However, the fact that the other female seemed to be calm around the creature resulted in her still being close while still retaining a cautious position. Out of the group, it seemed as if the crow was more interested in the blind woman than anything else.

"Talk about strange..." She thought to herself, looking on as Evelyn "looked" at the bird with her closed eyes. Then, Evelyn looked up towards Kafeziel and allowed herself to speak. "You have a rather interesting taste in your pets..." She commented, looking back up towards the bird and lifting a finger out, half-expecting it to hop up onto the said finger.

Sure enough, the now docile crow gently perched itself on her outstanded finger, almost feeling as if it weighed nothing.

Kafiezial let his arms fall to his side. "I don't know where he came from or what he is exactly, but I've had him with me ever since I was a boy." He then crossed his arms. "It's almost as if it's another being entirely. I've seen him get cut in half, courtesy of your husband, and even sacrifice itself for the sake of another...yet it always seems to come back to me. He seems to have taken a liking to you however."

Slowly, Evelyn stood back up with the crow on her finger, smiling a little. "So I see...."

"Uhm, Qilin...." Tamafune had chosen this time to speak up to the spiritsmith, finding the courage to get from behind Evelyn and stand beside her. Her eyes were calm, yet curious. "Didn't you call Evelyn here in order for a job or something like that?"

"I did--? Oh, that's right!" Qilin was confused by the statement for only a split-second before he recovered, nodding in acknowledgement. "I apologize for forgetting...." He said sheepishly, scratching the back of his head. Immediately, he turned on his heel and walked back over to his skeleton. "If you would, please follow me and sit with me so we can talk about my proposal. I'm sure you have many questions on your mind, as of now, and I'd be more than happy to answer them."

The crow looked at Evelyn for a few more moments, before gently flying off of her finger and out of the cave, going to find food presumidibly. Kafiezial simply nodded as he moved from the woman's line of "sight" for her to meet Qilin. As he did so, he glanced over to Tamafune and nodded to her in a friendly manner as well.

"Ok.... maybe he's not so bad...." As young as she was, Tamafune could read emotions as good as the next person. So when Kafezial nodded to her, she knew it to be a friendly gesture. So, she allowed herself to smile and give a nod back, her body relaxing from its tension as she moved to follow Qilin along with Evelyn. Maybe she would get along with him more than she thought she would have....

As soon as he made it, Qilin promptly sat himself down on the ground, which was somewhat flat and smooth. Evelyn followed suit, her staff in her lap and her lone arm resting within it. Her closed eyes were directing themselves towards Qilin, waiting for him to speak.

"Now...." Qilin, despite knowing that she was blind, would have been her straight into those eyes if her lids hadn't been covering them. Even as he spoke in a professional tone, it still held a casual and positive that could lighten potential tension within the area. "Before I follow through with this proposal, feel free to ask me questions concerning the events that happened prior to our present time."

Evelyn nodded in acknowledgement. "All right, then...." She began, her voice soft and formal as she spoke. "How did you know about me as well as where to find me?"

Qilin's smile grew wider. "Well, I'll be honest with you...." He said, leaning forward, folding his own hands within his lap as he did so. "Ever since your defection, the Inner Circle has been keeping an eye on you as well as your actions. A famous alias like yours doesn't hide behind popular ears.... Miss Tiger Snake...."

Slowly, Evelyn opened one of her eyes to a half-lidded position - a signal that she was surprised.

"Wait a minute, Tiger Snake?" Tamafune repeated, directing her attention towards her bladesmithing master with a mix of confusion and surprise of her own. "You mean to say that this woman is actually the sōjutsu legend of the Gotei 13?!"

Evelyn closed her eye. "I understand. It's hard to believe, considering I lost an arm to my opponent hours before...." She stated calmly. "And I never really accepted the nickname as my own, only tolerated it and took it with granted. I didn't think such a name would reach so far as to Soul Reapers within the World of the Living...."

"Normally, it wouldn't have." Qilin said. "But, like I said, the Inner Circle has been keeping a curious eye on you as of late. Considering how powerful and skilled you are in combat, they want to make sure that you don't become too much of a threat to their plans.... or, so I hear. However, I myself am considered neutral in their affairs, only serving as a messenger or some other light role apart from the dirty work that they're famous for. Make no mistake, I'm not trying to recruit you into anything you wouldn't want."

"Then what do you want?" Evelyn asked coolly, a bit of firmness and sternness in her voice.

"I want to hire you as my bodyguard." Qilin answered readily, the smile returning to his face as quickly as it had faded. "You see, because of my popular status as the Spiritsmith, there are some ruffians who want to push me out of my neutral and balanced position so that they can have blades to wreck the very fabric of existence. It's a royal pain in my rear end to have to deal with it on my own, and a powerful, jobless nomad such as yourself fits my standards to a T...."

"You expect me to take up my sword again, after I've tried to retire from a life of blood-shed?" Evelyn asked him, slight anger in her tone. "Just because you are too weak to defend yourself?"

Kafiezial decided to give in his take to assist Qilin. "Despite their prowess, I doubt that Qilin and his apprentices would be able to handle Rushifa Sureiya on their own." He lowered his head somewhat as he crossed his arms. "Gods know what he is planning to do now."

"I can guess...." Qilin offered helpfully. "Since we're the ones who helped you escape from his clutches.... he might use that to track me here. He'll find this island, and if he can, use us as bait to lure you straight into his hands."

The words were enough to make Tamafune pale immediately, her expression contorting to apprehension and horror. "Y....you mean that maniac could find and kill us?!" She repeated, her heart beating a little faster. She may have been brave when she had rescued Evelyn, but that was within the heat and thrill of the moment. In an environment such as this, she could not be worse off if they dared come knocking on their doorstep.

Qilin nodded. "Mhm... or at the very least, capture all of us and resort to much more torturous methods--"

"Ok, stop. Please." The young girl begged, placing one hand on one side of her face and lowering her head down. "I don't want to think about that. Ever. So please stop talking about it!"

A weak smile came across the Spiritsmith's face. "....sorry, Tama-chan. I was just stating facts, but I prefer not to upset anyone...."

Kafiezial turned his words to Tamafune in an attempt to comfort her. "Don't worry. Rushifa is persistant and ruthless, but he would never harm someone as young as yourself. During the chase on the highway, I doubt that he could fully recognize your age."

As he did so, Qilin allowed himself to turn back towards Evelyn, the smile fading away once more. "I know it might seem like I'm doing this out of my own selfish benefit. But, I assure you that it's not the case. Considering how ruthless the Black Wolf is, I don't want to see any more die because of his beliefs. We'll help you in any way we can...."

"How would being your bodyguard service me....?" Evelyn questioned him, unmovable in her position.

"Well, for one...." With a gesture, Qilin motioned to her arm (although he knew it was pointless, considering that she was blind). "We could take care of that arm for you and give you a better chance of protecting yourself. On top of that, you can also stay on these islands for the time being." The smile came to his face once again. "Don't worry. Not too far from this location is a beach house that my apprentices have been staying in when they're not working here. And I get paid more than I would've needed for my work, so...."

The man's shoulders raised and fell in a light shrug. "You're pretty much free to stay here and recuperate for the time being."

"....I see...." Evelyn lowered her head down for a moment, her expression contorting into slight thought. "If you really insist, then I guess I have no choice. I'll stay here for the time being."

"Excellent!" Qilin immediately clapped his hands together, his expression cheery once again. "Glad to see you've agreed. Tamafune, if you would, please show this woman to the home and get her accommodated."

Tamafune nodded, a small smile on her own face appearing. "Sure thing, boss...." Slowly, she stood up, looking on as Evelyn did the same. "C'mon, miss!" With that, she walked away, and the blind woman simply followed her in the cool and silent manner that she had came in.

Kafiezial waited until he was sure that the duo was out of range to be heard and seen before speaking to Qilin, his voice low but concerned. "She has been through so much, and there is darkness in her heart. Just like the Black Wolf's."

"Yeah...."

Qilin closed his eyes and let out a heavy sigh, allowing himself to stand back up on his feet. His hands dusted his pants off, and he continued speaking in his light, but serious tone. "It's quite an off-beat thought, you know? Such a similar bitterness within their hearts, yet such conflicting views they hold against one another. It's gonna be quite hard trying to move her out of that particular spot, but it can't hurt to give it a shot, right?"

The Vizard folded his arms across his back as he continued. "True. Everyone deserves a second chance, regardless of their previous lives. In fact, the only way that I can see them overcoming this darkness is to face each other once more..."

"Hm?" Qilin turned a questioning eye over towards Kafiezial. "How would that be? You know the only thing that's going to come out of it is them nearly killing each other again."

"I never said that it would be a polite conversation. Sometimes the best way to fight the darkness within one's self, is to face it's source head on." the Vizard continued. "Perhaps when one dies, they will find redemption and atonement in death, while the other will find atonement and redemption through vengeance." His words were cryptic and vague.

"You have such a way with words, you know that?" Qilin folded his arms across his chest and looked over his friend in amusement. Despite the cryptic words, they were more like poetry that the Spiritsmith could easily read - a result from being around him for so long. "Hopefully, it won't have to come to that, and both of them end up surviving their ordeal. I am curious, though...."

His eyes changed to a more curious demeanor. "What role exactly will you play in this? What do you plan on doing?"

Kafiezial let his arms fall to his sides as he let out a sigh. "I am here, both to see you again, and to see what path Rushifa will take when he arrives. I was his mentor many years ago, I know what he is wanting to do as of right now, but I know the boy. He will find his way hindered somehow. I want to see how."

"So you're just an observer for the time being...." Qilin summarized, shrugging lightly. "Eh, whatever floats your boat, my friend...." He turned around, reaching up to grab at the top of the skeleton before jumping and flipping back to his sitting position on it.

"Don't worry. If I am needed, then I will be more than obliged to help." Kafiezial responded.

"In the meantime, where will you be?" Qilin asked, looking over at the man as he picked up the blade again. "I mean.... specifically." He added as an afterthought.

Ruexleez then came to Kafiezial's shoulder, looking around and picking at itself. "I can't say. All that I know is that I will be on the islands. When I'm not on the mountain range, I tend to roam quite often..."

At this, Qilin let out a heavy sigh. "You were always the secretive type....well...." Once again, he stood up with the blade in hand and once again leaped off the skeleton. "Don't let me stop you from whatever you need to do. I'll be checking up on my cache..." With that, he started walking away, in the direction of a maw which led deeper into the cave complex.

"Indeed." was Kafiezial's response as his friend walked away. He then looked over to Ruexleez and nodded, before Flash-Stepping from view.

How Helpless Am I...
"....and this is your room!"

The door to a room swung open, revealing a beaming Tamafune as she stepped inside. It was no different from an apartment suite, with a king-sized bed within the interior of the main part of the room, as well as a dresser drawer at the opposite wall. On the bed's left side, there was a nightstand with a lamp-shaded light on it. The room itself seemed light in color, and the sunlight shining through the window only enhanced that particular effect.

Of course, none of it could be seen by Evelyn, even as she made her way into the room with a retreating, spinning Tamafune. She shut the door behind her, making her way towards the bed and sitting down. "You don't have to worry about me losing my way here. Once I get myself used to the room, I can find it again." She said softly, giving a small smile towards the energetic young girl.

In response, Tamafune stopped spinning and faced Evelyn, with one hand on her hip and the other hanging on her side. "If you say so, miss McTavish." She said politely, giving a nodding bow. "If you need anything or any help, don't hesitate to come find us, all right?"

She turned on her heel and started walking away to the door, grabbing the knob and pulling it open once more. However, she stopped at the doorway, taking a look over her shoulder. "Oh.... and do have a nice stay." She added, as an afterthought, before swiftly exiting and shutting the door behind her.

As Evelyn began settling in, the crow known as Ruexleez floated down on the guard rail that was outside of the room on the porch. Of course, following it was it's master, Kafiezial, standing on the edge of the guard rail with the same masterful balance displayed before with his arms crossed. He looked up at her with his unhooded mask. "Are you feeling well?" he said.

"As well as I'm able to when pursued by a blood-thirsty criminal...."

Evelyn's back was turned to him, and she reached behind her head to undo the pony-tail that was around her head. Once she took it apart, her black hair fell down her shoulders in a manner that made it seem as if it was ready to fall loose again. Beside her was what looked like a folded Shinigami uniform with a Captain's haori on it.

Kafiezial kept his stance. "Good enough. I can tell from the aura around you that you have been through much." he said. His crow was now nestled on one of the chairs on the porch, presumidibly sleeping.

"You're free to come in, if you wish." Evelyn said in a soft, calm tone. "I was just about to go take a shower." She stood up from the bed, undoing the sash around her waist just enough to allow her room to move the top part of her kimono. Then, she shrugged off her top part and let it fall around her shoulders, exposing the skin of her back. Around the upper torso, there was a set of bandages that had been presumably wrapped around her chest.

The man's eyes were closed since he had arrived, so he did not see anything. "It is fine. I prefer to stay out in the air, but I appreciate the gesture." Despite this, he stepped off of the railing and sat on the flat part of the porch in a meditative pose, the wind gently blowing his hair to his left side. He would allow the woman some privacy, despite her offers.

A smile, bitter in nature, came across Evelyn's face. "You don't have to keep your eyes closed and resist the urge to look in my direction. There's nothing to see anymore...." She used the kimono top to "create" a new "sash" to tie around her waist, out of respect for him. She allowed herself to turn around, reaching over to smooth out the clothes she had prepared.

He kept his pose, not flinching as the air breezed against him. "I am simply letting the air tell me what it needs to say. Do not mind me." he continued. Clearly he wasn't interested in coming inside, nor did he feel any urge to look in her direction.

Briefly, Evelyn turned her head up to his pose, reaching out with her senses.

No.... he wasn't lying. He wasn't fighting any urge to look towards her. It gave her somewhat of a mixed emotion. Half of her, the immature part, was annoyed that he wasn't getting any idea of looking towards a woman's body. The other, however, was acknowledging his courteous behavior and gentleman's fashion, though the exchange of dialogue made it seem like a war of politeness between her and him. She shook her head slightly at the thought, picking up her new clothing and slinging it over her shoulder. She walked away, into the bathroom which was to the left of her in the small "hallway" between the exit of the door and the bed.

Promptly, she shut the door behind her.

It didn't take her long for her to finish up, only several minutes at best. Once she was done, she pushed the door open and stepped out again, this time wearing her new clothes. Her face was directed towards the balcony where the Visored was meditating. Shutting the bathroom door behind her, she exited out onto the balcony and into the aura of the night sky. The temperature was moderately warm, making it a rather ideal for staying out. It was no wonder Kafezial was allowing himself to stay out here as long as he did.

She moved over to sit down beside him in an Indian-style fashion, her lone arm resting on her parallel knee.

"Do you hear it?" he spoke after a few minutes of silence, his pose unflinching and stationary, as if it was bolted to the ground.

"What would you happen to be referring to...?" Evelyn questioned back.

He took a deep breath before speaking, his voice calm and peaceful. "The voice of the winds...it is calling us....both of us to feel it's grasp." His manner of speaking was still cryptic and vague, almost as if he was telling her a poem. "What does it say to you?" he finished.

For a moment, Evelyn remained silent. Her head perked up a little as she registered his words, the wind softly billowing her clothing. "If it's saying anything...." She said, after another moment of quiet. "Then I am simply too deaf to hear it. Listening to the wind is something that cannot be done by people like me."

"Ah. Forgive me, I have spent so many years listening to it, I have been under the impression that others could hear it as well, it comes as natural to me as speaking." he said with his serene accent, his hair still flowing in the wind.

"What is it saying to you?" Evelyn asked, a slight bit of curiosity within her voice.

Another deep breath came into his nose and then exhaled gently. "It's manner of speaking is rather vague, one such as yourself would probably not understand it upon initial hearing. It is telling me...that the space around this island is conflicted with light and darkness. Good and evil reside here and they are fighting constantly. The wind wishes for it to stop, for this battle brings it pain."

"Deaf I may be, but I'm not ignorant." Evelyn said dismissively. "If it is telling you this.... then why doesn't it do anything to stop that pain?"

"It is the wind. It cannot fight, it cannot coerce, it cannot take sides. All it can do....is blow the ones who care in the right direction, and speak to the ones capable of hearing it." the Vizard said.

"Then maybe...." Evelyn paused for a moment, her head tilting back as if she was looking at the night sky. "Maybe it wasn't speaking to me, after all.... maybe it's trying to blow me in the right direction. I'm not exactly a vessel of the purest of hearts, mind you...."

Kafiezial let out a sigh. "No one is of pure heart. I am not especially, due to this curse put upon by the hands of my own foolish doing."

"Curse?"

He looked over to her without opening his eyes. "You cannot feel the presence of a Hollow signature around me?"

"I never thought of it as a curse, more than your own personal weapon...." Evelyn admitted. "You've tamed the Hollow inside of you for your own personal use, when it previously sought to consume your soul. You've managed to retain your sense of sanity through it all. How is it a curse moreso than it is an animal you have managed to bring under your control?"

He looked down somewhat. "Because whatever humanity and family that I had in the past is now gone because of this mask. I do not see it as taming the animal within me, so much as just tiring it out. In my youth before meeting Qilin, I was a foolish and destructive child who used this mask to augment my lust for destruction and bloodshed. Kings and Generals fell before my feet, mothers and their children begged for their lives...and I left none of them in my wake. Of course, I've paid the price for this power, I can never remove the mask from my face. I can force it off for a few seconds before it regrows, but otherwise, I am like this until the wind carries my ashes into the space between spaces."

"What about the present?" Evelyn questioned, his words as well as the conversation having garnered her interests now. "If you had not humanity, then we would not be able to speak like this. What of who you are now? Do you have anyone close to you as of now....?"

"My former apprentice, a man...or a boy that you are well acquainted with." he said as he turned back to his meditative pose. "I had many names for him, but he now goes by the name "The Black Wolf". In his heart, he is Rushifa Sureiya."

Evelyn did not show any physical reaction to it, but the slight suspicion in her voice could be heard as she spoke again. "You seem to be relaxed despite your awareness of my wanting to end his life for the sake of revenge...."

"It is the path that you have chosen. I will not hinder you from it, nor will I hinder his. I am here to see if the boy has found the path that he has sought for years, thus letting me know if I truly have retained my real humanity and truly capable as being a mentor of someone else." He remained in place. "His heart is consumed with fear and confusion, at this point in time, he has reached a point to where he cannot decide what he truly wants in this life. Revenge....or love, I am here to see what he decides in the end." he finished.

"I do not see how he can love anyone, considering how willing he was to toss lives away for the sake of pursuing me...." Evelyn said in a cold dismissal of his words.

Kafiezial sighed once more. "One would be surprised by the true mind of an individual when they have experienced that level of feeling. It is capable of completley derailing a person's motivations and can often change their lives, for better or worse."

To this, Evelyn remained silent, lowering her head a little so that her bangs would be overshadowing her eyes. She thought about what he had just said, what he had just given to her as information. If such was true for Rushifa, then wouldn't it be true for anyone else? What of his love interest, the one that had struck her down and left her for dead? Was she merely toying with his feelings....? Or was it genuine?

A heavy sigh escaped her own lips, but she couldn't bring herself to say anything in response to his statement.

Kafiezial noticed her silence and decided to speak to her further. "And what of you, hm? What path do you "see" laid out before you?"

"Nothing." The woman answered, a bit of grimness heard within her voice. "What can I do, other than live a life of peaceful isolation? My body has been destroyed for any sort of passion. My mind and heart have been broken for me to come back to the mother I once was. The hatred for her also pushes me away from the rest of my family. I have no path ahead of me, and no future other than death."

"Her?" he said, curious and concern evident in his voice. He knew who she spoke of, but he wished for more input from her side, as he already knew the story of the one she referred to.

"....I refuse to acknowledge who she is." Evelyn said simply.

He let out another sigh, he would certainly have to try harder to breach her outer shell. "I recall her end of the story. I would like to hear yours to fully grasp the concept as I cannot understand it while only hearing one side of what is clearly a two part story."

"What is there to say?" Evelyn asked him, her words becoming more callous. "She stabbed me in the back and killed me, leaving the crows to pick apart my carcass. She did it with that sickening smile on her face, enjoying every moment of my suffering. What more can I say than that?"

Kafiezial looked down and shook his head slightly. "That's...exactly what she told me. But when she told me that, she spoke of how the smile and the attitude was a vain self reminder that she was doing the right thing. She also told me how that the act grieved her and sickened her to the point of which she ended up killing several of her comrades, as well as terribly wounding the Captain that had given her the order to carry out this....murder."

"She was able to easily trick me.... how do you know her words weren't false?" If it was possible to demand things with a soft voice, Evelyn was certainly making it possible. "Deception is one of the Stealth Force's main methods of operation, after all."

"This is true, the Stealth force, as well as the Gotei 13 itself is known for it's deceptive nature." His thoughts seemed to trail off. "But I do not know if it was the wind or another strange sensation, but what she said felt true. She even went as far as to hunt her former Captain down and kill her, and if I recall correctly, she came dangerously close to doing so. But when she discovered that her former mentor was expecting a child, she withdrew her blade and spared her life." He looked up towards the night sky. "I don't know if that will help anything, but as I said before, love has a tendency to change the motives and feelings of others."

Immediately, Evelyn's eyes jerked open, and it could be easily known that she was surprised. She gritted her teeth slightly, her anger increasing as the Visored continued to push logical after logical statement on her. Her hand slowly clenched into a fist, and it was clear that her demeanor was fading quickly. He was taking the logic she had built up over the years and smashed it into pieces with each and every word that he spoke.....

"You... you wouldn't get it!!"

For the first time in her ordeal, her voice was raised and her anger came to the surface. "N...no amount of forgiveness is going to erase the damage done to me!!" She snapped, shutting her eyes tightly in her fury and helpless frustration. "It won't make me the woman I once was, it won't give me what I had lost to those scoundrels who used me for their own pleasure, and it won't undo what was done. Things will never be the same again for me, don't you realize that?! What would you...." She couldn't finish her sentence, as she slapped a palm to her eyes. The tears were flowing freely now, her teeth gritted in an upset snarl as she continued to cry.

Kafiezial opened his eyes for the first time since he had arrived and looked over to Evelyn's sobbing form. "I understand your anger, now that I have heard both stories." He then looked down, his eyes closed once more. "What was done to you was truly unforgivable, I can see that in your eyes. The hatred and darkness from so many years ago has truly consumed you and your mind. This is not your doing, but you are the only one capable of rectifying it..."

He inhaled once again, before exhaling once more. "I often find myself wondering: Would the world truly have been a better place had Ultharon the Mighty succeeded in his goals?"

If Evelyn hadn't been broken down crying, she would've gladly answered.

It was here that she realized how truly alone she was. At that moment, she wanted nothing more than her family back, for her husband to embrace her and comfort her while her offspring attempted to do their best to encourage her. But she was stuck on this porch, alone and alienated thanks to her own ephiphany prison. This was her fate; crying on her own without anyone else to help her.

A massive hand gently set itself on Evelyn's right shoulder, belonging to that of the Visored, his eyes open as they looked upon her. "As I said earlier, you alone are capable of rebuilding the foundation of your previous life. The hard part is done and over with, all that remains now is the final component..." he then stood up from where he was and stood onto the guard rail, facing the vast ocean.

Finally, Evelyn allowed herself to look up to him, a confused and stricken look on her face. "W....what would that be....?" She managed to speak, her voice cracking somewhat.

He still stood on the railing as the wind began to pick up more, blowing his hair to the right side of him. "...Violence will ultimatley lead to your destiny....but violence will not be the way to answer it."

It certainly would've been confusing to anyone else.

But Evelyn could make out what he was saying quite easily.

Slowly, she allowed herself to stand to her feet and lower her arm, a weary and moderately saddened look on her face as she did so. Her eyes were looking his direction, holding a bleak and abysmal light within the mirror that her pupils created. "What else can I do....? She asked quietly. "Other than kill the one who desires my blood the most?"

He looked back at her one more time. "Let the wind be your guide for these next few days. From what I've seen, you have earned it's favor." He then put up his hood and looked back at the ocean.

"May it lead you to sure happiness in the future."

WHOOSH!

And just like that, he was gone. His crow following close behind.

Once again, Evelyn closed her eyes again, her head hanging down for a moment as she stood there in silence. She turned around, escaping the cold night sky and into the shelter of her room. She shut the glass-door behind her, walking over towards her bed. It would be a while before she went back to sleep. She would think about what he had said to her, as well as the revelations he had gave to her.

Would the wind blow in her direction.... and in her favor?

The Greeting of Seasons: A Change in the Wind
By the morning of this day, the hotel room was bleak and lifeless nearly. Akisame and Evelyn lay asleep in their recliner, while Soifon sat on the front porch, watching the golden sun rise over the ocean's horizon. She had not slept since last night, choosing to remain awake and reflect upon herself and wait for her apprentice's reaction to the morning. Dread swept her peaceful form, would what they saw on the news bring back their past bitter conflict?

She let out a sigh as she closed her eyes and looked downwards, fearful of what would happen to her family should Brina become bitter towards her old master...

"You're far too empathetic for your own good, sensei."

As if fate had cued it, Brina's voice, low and somewhat hoarse came from behind her. She was leaning against the opening of the doorway, her bangs overshadowing her eyes. Her arms were folded across her chest, and despite any emotion she would've had at the moment, her gait was as calm as it ever would have been. "Don't you know that too much sympathy will only end up hurting you, as well?"

"Maybe so." she replied in a collected voice. "But it's too late for me to break any attachments with anyone that I hold dear to me."

Brina pushed herself off of the opening, walking over to Soifon's side and looking her direction. "....about yesterday...." She spoke, her arms folded behind her back in a somewhat hesitant manner. "I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have allowed myself to outburst like that. But.... in all honesty.... I'm scared. I'm not sure how my mother will react to me once I see her again.... or how she would react to you...." Her eyes looked downwards as she spoke, implicating some nervousness.

Soifon stood up and faced Brina, her face calm and composed as she placed both arms on her shoulders, showing no emotion despite her words. "You have nothing to be afraid of. Evelyn isn't the kind of person to hold grudges like the one that you're thinking about, and if she does, I'll take full responsibility for it." She looked out to the sun once more, her face still the same. "I won't let anyone else suffer for my actions. This was my doing from the start."

"But....it wasn't...." Although hesitant, Brina's words were protesting of Soifon's willing to take the blame for herself. "You were under orders, just like me. You had no control over what had happened. You were merely making a tactical decision as a leader, nothing more. Who can blame you for trying to do the right thing?"

Soifon let her hands fall from Brina's shoulders gently, letting a sigh go out as she continued. "Although it pains me to say it, I feel that it would have been better if I had fufilled the deed myself, rather than send you out for her." Her fists tightened somewhat. "My damnable sense of honor and duty gave me the idea to have you do it, to see if you were truly worthy of being in the Stealth Force...but I couldn't get over that sense just once, and I destroyed our friendship in the process. If I had done it...then you would have though bad of me, and in my foolishness, I believed that having you do it instead would have been a better alternative..."

Brina smiled weakly. "I would've still been without a mother.... and I would've still been angry at you." She answered readily. "You shouldn't worry about what happened in the past more so than what's going on now. She's still alive, and there's still a chance of forgiveness for both of us, isn't there?"

She gave an equally weak smile as she looked back at her former apprentice. "You're right. Dwelling on it will get us no where. And there is still a chance for us, yes. If only-"

Her sentance was cut off when she heard Evelyn crying in the arms of her still sleeping father. She scoffed and quickly went inside and took the infant, slightly kicking Akisame's foot for his neglegance. She then returned to the porch with Brina, rocking Evelyn back and forth as her crying slowly ceased. "When I get home, me and Akisame are going to have a serious talk about his sleeping issues." she said, slightly annoyed.

Brina's expression turned slightly curious, and she looked over in the direction of her husband. "I don't think it's healthy to be sleeping in such a manner...." She commented lightly, folding her hands in front of her. "Have you had him see a doctor or something?"

Soifon shook her head somewhat. "No. He hasn't reported any strange feelings of the sort. I'd say that it's been happening because of staying up with little Eve is all. He's been doing that alot you see..."

She then held Evelyn out in front of her now silent daughter, giving her a playful smile. "You just have to give daddy a hard time, don't you? Don't you?" she said as she tickled Evelyn's stomach with her nose briefly, causing the infant to laugh some, before setting her back over her shoulder.

Brina couldn't help but giggle at the display, unfolding her hands and folding her arms across her chest. "Well.... I guess I'll get ready for today, then...." She turned on her heel, calmly walking off back into the inside. "Don't want to be a slouch doing nothing within the house...."

As soon as she stepped inside, Akisame was wide awake and looking at the TV, which was showing a "Breaking News segment." Akisame held his hand up to her in a signal not to move or make a sound.

''"In our latest breaking news segment, video footage of "The Black Wolf" was recovered from a crime scene that had recently opened only last night." ''it began. "This footage shows a group of middle aged people that appear to be in their late 30's through mid 40's having a small get togather in an apartment complex, only for a figure that matches the Black Wolf's description barge through the door and opening fire on the group. Parents, if your children are watching, we warn you that the following footage is disturbing, viewer descretion is advised..."

Sure enough, the video begins to play what appears to be a party of sorts, being hosted by people that both Akisame and Soifon (who had just entered behind Brina) could recognize as former Gotei 13 members from various divisions. As the party progresses, the camera turns to see the door break down and a lone figure with a black trenchcoat and red eyes standing in it's wake as he opens fire on them all. The camera turns to static for a brief moment before resuming the scene. The person holding the camera is the only survivor as the other members lie on the ground dead, their faces and wounds censored by the news team. The camera man holds his hands up in a surrendering pose, letting the camera drop down to where his feet could be seen. His pleading for mercy is cut short when he is apparantley shot in the head by the man and the force is great enough to propel him out of the window and down nearly 11 stories...

As "disturbing" as the video was, Brina did not react at all.

She simply stood and watched on with a somewhat curious look as the events unfolded in front of her. Her hands were folded behind her back once again, and one of her knees were bent slightly so that the tip of her toes would be touching the floor. However, she obeyed Akisame's silent order and remained unmoving and still throughout it all.

The news continued. "Witnesses report seeing the man just right after this order leaving for the lower level of the city, but so far, the police have no leads. We will be giving updates on the Black Wolf's status as we go through our morning schedule. With that, I'm Tricia Takanawa-" Akisame changed the channel to a set of commercials as he leaned back in the seat. "Well now....isn't that something?" he said to no one in particular.

"....I'll be in the shower, if anyone needs me."

That being said by Brina, the girl walked away, disappearing out of sight for the moment.

Soifon walked over and sat next to her husband on the bed, holding Evelyn in her still position. "Where have I heard that reporters name before?" she said.

Akisame sat up some more. "Not sure. But that Black Wolf fella has been acting alot more frequently these past few weeks." he said.

His wife looked over to him with slight frustration, putting her legs in a sort of indian style and resting Evelyn in it's center. "If he decides to come for us, he'll be dead before he even thinks of entering the elevator."

"So if everything's true...."

Brina once again had her bangs overshadowing her eyes as she walked towards her destination. "Then he's the one pursuing my mother." She thought to herself, her hands on her hips. Her eyes were contorted in slight helplessness, a frown on her face as she contemplated on what she would do. "My mother is a senior Captain and is fully capable of handling herself. If she managed to survive being attacked.... then surely she can continue to do so. But....eventually, one of them will kill the other...."

She stopped just outside the doorway of the bathroom, sliding the door shut behind her.

"What do I do...?"

"Akisame, we should probably leave." Soifon continued. "I know that we could probably handle it...but we don't need to put Evelyn in danger doing so."

His wife had apparently been arguing with him over whether or not they should stay on vacation or return to Yurei Okuko. "I know that you're wanting to let me and her have a fun time togather, but it isn't worth the risk." she went on.

"Yeah...yeah you're probably right." he said with a somewhat dissapointed sigh.

Soifon then continued to watch Evelyn play with her right hair braid some more, occasionally biting the golden ring on it's end. "Brina seems alot more disturbed about this than either of us do." she said.

Akisame looked at her some more, confusion slightly apparent in his gaze. "What makes you say that?" he said. From what he could tell, Brina was hardly any interested in the issue.

She looked over to him with a hint of annoyance. "Please. I've known her for years. It's in the way that she walks and speaks, her voice and her face." She then looked in the direction of which Brina had gone. "Right now, I'd say that there is a lot of things going through her mind."

Her husband looked kind of annoyed as well. "That doesn't really answer my question, why would she be disturbed at all?"

"How should I know?" she shot back. "Something's bugging her, but I don't know what....maybe she's worried about Eve?"

"Eh." he replied.

A few minutes pasted as they waited for Brina to finish, watching the various commercials whiz by on the monitor screen. Soifon reached over on the floor next to her and picked up Evelyn's toy cat that she was playing with on the previous night and gave it to her daughter. After a few moments, the infant began to utter a sound as she picked the cat up, then threw it down, only to pick it up again and repeat the action, making the same noises each time she dropped it.

"Eeee....chi!....Eeee....chi!....Eeee...chi!..."

Soifon's eyes widened and her mouth opened in gleeful surprise. Evelyn was a mere two month old infant, and she was already trying to speak.

And her first words could only be made out by her mother: Yoruichi.

She immediatley grasped both her daughter and the cat, hugging both of them in a strange state of comical joy. "You said your first words! And they were Yoruichi!!!" she said in a clearly happy voice. Evelyn's eyes became bigger and solid white with thick black outlines around them as she comically struggled for air.

Akisame gave a humored scoff as he leaned back in his chair, folding his hands across the back of his head. While he was happy that his daughter was trying to speak, he also found it humerous that his wife reacted in such a way.

After being let go by her mother, Evelyn continued to play with the cat in the same manner, much to the amusement of her parents.

"Don't let me forget. When we get home, Preacher still has to apologize for what he said to me." Soifon suddenley said.

Akisame chuckled slightly after hearing his name. "What the thing he said about your clothes? He's already apologized, hell he even managed to cut some more strings and let us have this room for a week with no charge for it."

Soifon closed her eyes and looked up slightly with an annoyed expression. "I don't care. I want him to formally apologize to me while on his knees and at my feet until I tell him that he can stop. You're the only one that's allowed to bring my attire into conversation that way, and I really don't even tolerate that." she said in a prideful and stubborn voice.

Her husband only laughed more. "C'mon Sophie, he's a busy guy. I doubt that he would need to miss anything important for kissing your feet."

"My mind has been made, make sure that he knows it." she said as she went back to fooling around with her daugher once more.

Within the shower doors, Brina had rid herself of her clothing and was already in the warm water of the spray. The moderate heat was like a wake-up blow to her senses, her mind registering what she wouldn't have done in a more drowsy state. She sighed in content, closing her eyes and allowing the warmth of the steady current embrace her. It opened her mind to what lie ahead, but at the same time comforted her through the pains it would give, if only for a moment.

"What am I going to do when I see Rushifā again....?" She asked herself, her expression contorting to one of slight frustration. "Should I confront him right away? Should I wait until later? Should I let it all play out on its own? More importantly, how should I bring this up to Sensei and Akisame....? It's not as if they're going to welcome the fact that I've fallen for the very terrorist they're afraid of with open arms...."

She turned off the shower head and stepped out of the tub, turning around and leaning over the sink to get a good look at her own face in the mirror. She was peering at her water-stained reflection, who stared back with equally squinted eyes. "This is the price you pay for opening your heart for someone everyone else considers to be pure evil." A smile crossed her face.

"Such the predicament you always get yourself into, eh, Brina?"

Suddenley, a couple of knocks could be heard on the bathroom door, the voice of her former mentor coming through bottom crack of the material keeping her sheltered from their vision. "Everything okay Brina?" she said.

Brina's eyes widened in surprise, and she turned her head in the direction of the door. "Just fine, sensei...." She called back coolly, allowing herself to straighten up. She grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself in a manner similar to a dress.

"Just making sure. We are all going down to the lobby for a few minutes, so we'll be there if you need us." Soifon continued.

"Mhm...." After drying her hair, the girl walked over towards the door, her bare feet treading the ground. She gently placed a hand on the wooden material. "You won't have to worry about me for the time being."

By the time that she said that, Soifon and her family members were already walking out of the door and down the hallway. As Brina entered her room, one could hear the sound of guitar strums outside of the open bedroom window on the roof. They were pleasant and catchy in tune and one could even hear a slight melodic voice that was parallel to the strums. The voice wasn't very loud, but he could be heard quite easily as the floor that she was on was just below the very top of the hotel.

"When I look out my window....many sights to see.....and when I look in my window...so many different people to be..." the voice was singing. It was vaguely familiar in tone, at least it would be to Brina...

This brought a smile onto Brina's face as she stepped inside of her bedroom. "Rushie, you seem to appear at the best times...." She thought to herself, quickly moving to her closet to change into her usual attire...

The song continued, but his voice remained in the same, low tune from before as the young woman changed. "...That it's strange...so strange...you've got to pick up every stitch....you've got to pick up every stitch....you've got to pick up every stitch...mmhmmm...must be the season of the wit~ch...must be the season of the wit~ch....must be the season of the wit~ch." It was almost as if Rushifa was beckoning to Brina like a normal human male would do to a female in their room, only this time the male was above the girl...

It didn't take Brina long to get ready, and once she was...

WOOSH!

With a Flash Step, she appeared on the roof a few ways off behind him, her hands folded behind her back, and her footsteps slowly walked towards him. Her feet, notably, were keeping a steady rhythm with the song. She waited until one of the song's pauses before interrupting him, the smile still on her face. "A catchy song...." She admitted. "But it's just not my type...."

Rushifa was laying on a blue mattress with his blue shirt and black pants, black socks being the only things on his feet. His eyes were closed as he continued to pick at his black guitar, albeit without singing. When he stopped, he raised his head up to where he could see her and cracked open his left eye. "It's a good way to keep me from falling asleep again." he said.

Brina cocked an eyebrow, stopping near him. She placed her hands on her knees, bending over a little to loom over him. "Don't tell me you actually slept here..." She chided.

He closed his eyes and set his guitar down next to him, folding his hands behind his head. "Yep. Didn't really feel like going all the way down to the lower section with a bad knee. So I had some guys move my stuff up here for the time being..." he finished with a yawn that he closed with his left hand.

The girl walked around the mattress to the other side where it would have more space, sitting down on it. Her back was turned towards him, and one of her legs shifted over the other in a cross. She rested her arms down on her top thigh, closing her eyes and leaning her head back towards the sky. "I just got finished seeing the latest of the work you have been doing." She said. "You ruined a perfectly good party, you know."

Rushifa chuckled slightly, keeping his pose. "Yeah well...I had been looking for those guys for a while. Good that I found them all in one place like I did..."

His voice drifted off as he popped both eyes open to half opened positions, looking over at her. "Something's wrong isn't there? You act like you've seen a ghost...or something of that sort..."

"I told you.... all I've seen was your latest work...." Brina answered him, not turning to face him. "And that's not including the party crash, mind you. If the information hadn't been given to me, I never would've realized it and continued living in peaceful cluelessness. But now I just can't shake it off anymore." She turned her head to look behind her shoulder at him.

"I know my mother's alive. And I know that you've chosen her, despite the appetizers, as your main feast."

His eyes widened in surprise for a few split seconds, before closing them and wiping his face with his right hand and standing himself up, putting on his black shoes as he did so. "...Shit..." he muttered as he scratched the back of his head. "Well....this certainly changes things..." He then looked over at her with a dull red eye on his left side.

"Since you've figured it out...I guess I owe you an explanation, don't I?"

To this, Brina remained silent. She turned away from, still maintaining her sitting position. But the implication was clear - she wanted him to tell her every little detail.

He gave out a sigh as he remained in place. This was going to be a mouthful.

"As you probably know, I was once a seated officer in the 5th Division some number of years before you enlisted in the service. Your mother was the Captain of the 8th Division, and one of her most prominent officers was a young woman named Temari Utsukuchi, who at the time was my girlfriend." He chuckled somewhat as he recalled their memory. "We were practically inseperable. Even when we were on duty, I would always try to sneak into the 8th Division barracks just to speak with her. Evelyn would always nag and scold me for it, but that's all she ever did. In a sense, I think she came to see me as a troublesome son, and I saw her as a nagging old mom."

His smile left his face as he sat down on his mattress once more. "But one night...one night all of it changed. A wanted criminal came into my home on a faithful and rainy night, ironic isn't it? He was wounded and in need of treatment. I didn't know who the hell he was, so I set into healing him. As soon as I did, Evelyn, Temari and four other squad members came into my home to apprehend the man. Evelyn believed that I was his accomplice as I was helping him, and thus I would have to die with him. Temari became enraged over this and stood to defend me. After she berated the Captain's decision, she eventually drew her sword. Your mother never even bothered to talk her down, instead she impaled Temari through the stomach, mortally wounding her. I quickly grabbed her falling form and ran away as Evelyn butchered the criminal."

His mouth trembled slightly at his next words. "I made it about a kilometer before I had to slow down. I looked down at Temari's face, and I swear Brina...I've never seen a more heartbreaking sight....She was crying, crying from the pain that was inflicted on her. Blood poured from her wound and tears flowed from her eyes, all I could do was set her down and cry with her. In her last few minutes of breath, Temari told me to run away from Soul Society and to never return, before finally dying in my arms..." One could see a slight tear come from his right eye. "By then, your mother's teammates arrived and prepared to take me in. But then...Puraimaru Gansuringa spoke to me and told me it's name. Using it's new power, I easily killed the four of them...but then your mother came. Seeing her dead teammates must have set her off, so she charged at me in a rage. But in her distraction, I placed a Kido Bolt in her right shoulder and incapacitated her, letting me escape with my life."

He sighed again. "Ever since then, I've hunted and killed the members of this society, and yes, your mother was at the top of my list. But she's been hunting me as well. A little game of cat and mouse in a way..." Rushifa looked over to Brina. "That's my story, all of it's the truth."