On top of the mosulem is were he slept... sitting next to the angels were they wept. The Shinigami nodded off for a few winks, but was soon rested up for the nights nice blinks. Ryou sat there Zanpaktou in hand... watching over the grave stone covered land. The Shinigami sat there grumbling to himself. Ryou was fond of what he called 'The Graveyard Shift'. Yes... sitting around and watching over a human grave site was actually his ideal of a fun night, though hunting criminals seemed like a better use of his time. Or at least training. Sighing to himself he stared up at the full moon and cackled softly. This reason he had not been able to resist taking the job off one of his lower seats was that very reason the light of the full moon was nice. Plus the Lieutenant seemed to have everything handled, and Ryou had for the first time found someone he thought of as a 'Master'. He had earned his respect enough that the Dog part of his insult of a nickname certainly could describe his protectiveness. Even if he wasn't really strong enough to be one that could be considered for doing a good job of protecting her, since it seemed more like it would be the other way around. Of course there was inkling recently that he had heard that some of the newer unseated had another name for him... 'Dark Toymaker'.

The thought of the sound of such a nickname for a moment. Such a name certainly discibed his darling In'ei, plus that was it's name after all. He himself... well he was the 'Mad' part of the equation. Though 'Dark Toymaker'... that was certainly interesting. He figured that it probably had something to do with his habit of making toys of everyone's shadows...and they where dark. Well... 'If the shoe fits', as the old human saying went. Spending a little time in the human world allowed one to hear such things, especially here in this part of the world. He preferred though to be near were the action was. He wanted to be able to protect his Division, and also get back to protecting the kids. Sadly he would be done with this assignment by tomorrow and then could move on to the next. Sitting up for a moment he looked around the graveyard as he figured that it might be good to do another round. To see if any ghost were wondering by. He had found two last night, since they seemed to like to come and visit there old bodies.

So with a quick little jump the Shinigami landed on the ground next to the stone building and began to walk between the rows of graves. He moved a bit into the 'Mad Dog' routine at this point. Walking with that hunch to his shoulders and his hair hanging down in front of his face. This was also a place were hollows came to hunt, and frankly that was the real reason he was here. He had not encountered any yet, but he hoped he would before the night was up. Plus the air didn't feel right. It was that sense one got when something wasn't exactly right. In fact the feeling frustrated him so much that he began to tap on his sword more and more as he drug his fingers gently along the grave tops. Little did he know or was thinking about was that the bad feeling he was getting, was the fact he wasn't doing to good of a job hiding himself.

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Wandering around town aimlessly, Tetsu was lost in thought again. These past two years had really turned his life upside down, but in truth his life never was really right side up was it? These things were set in motion months before he was born, so was the first 15 years really the strange part? The lie that he had told himself to make him feel normal all the years would never come back, not even when he finally dies will he be able to return to that life now that he knew about the Soul Society. Hopefully one day he could die and pass on, perhaps even find his parents there, assuming a hollow didn't get his soul, or heaven forbid the gates of hell come and get him.

Shuddering at the thought of being dragged into hell; Tetsu looked to see where he had wandered to while thinking. The cemetery gates stood just in front of him while the chilly grave air filled in around him. Maybe it wasn't his line of thought that caused the shudder, just the old air; somehow that made him feel better inside as he passed through the open gates.

Despite this cemetery being a hot spot for hollows to gather; not once has he hunted for hallows here. The rage and drive to kill never surfaced here, where his parents were buried. By some unspoken truce any hollows that were at the graveyard when he was here never attacked him, or he it.

He had been coming here to pay his respects at his parent's grave more and more often as the past two years had moved on. He often found himself at the gates after wondering while thinking much like he was doing today, and every time he was here he payed his respects. Approaching his parent's grave to pay his respects Tetsu's ears picked up the sound of tapping. Looking in the direction the sound came from, he also cast a open spiritual eye the same way just as reflexively. Most people used their hearing and sight naturally, but after becoming so used to the spirit world Tetsu looked with his Pesquisa just as naturally as he did with his eyes.

Sensing the offending sound maker more than he heard him, and hearing him more than he saw him; Tetsu concluded from the flavor of the Reiryoku that it must be a new Shinigami. A more skilled and alert Shinigami wouldn't be making that much of a noise unless he wanted to be found, so he didn't even bother paying attention to the energy level. Ether way it was, intentional or unintentional, it was none of his business; he was only here to pay his respects.

Indeed Ryou half expected his noise making to attract someone into the graveyard, but what he wasn't expecting was a person who could tell that he was here. The Captian normally prefered his time that allowed him to relax in the graveyard to be private and peaceful, with the occasional Hollow to shake things up. Yet what was happening this time was quite new indeed, to the point that it made him run his tounge over his lips and give playful look in the intruders direction. This was mostly hidden by the black hair on his head as he laughed softly and gripped the hilt of his sword a little. No longer tapping his as his nature became a lot more serious. He wondered for a moment if what he was walking towards was friend or foe as he moved towards the entrance of the graveyard. Suddenly In'ei's voice began to intrude into his thoughts on the entire matter, "Really Master shouldn't we be a bit more prepared for whatever is going to be there."

Ningy's playful voice intruppted that of the other spirit, "No silly willy waulnut head... Ryou-kun doesn't want to do that. Then he wouldn't be able to play around with who ever it is. Plus they might think we are just being a big fat meany." Sukai of course just grumbled her discontent, "Mean my ass. I say we cut them into so many pieces that they don't exsist anymore." Ryou himself just sighed with amusement as he shook his head, "Ah ladiesss, don't worry... I beleive that the bessst courssse would be to remain netural. We don't want to misss out on a potential ally now do we." Finding a nearbye angel statue that would overlook the entrance to the graveyard as well as give the other person a prefect view of Ryou's new pearch the Shinigami headed in towards the statue and jumped up on top. Crouching on it's shoulder as he rested his hand on the on top of the cement head. Half way picking at the weeping statue's hands and wondering if he could get them to move...

The Captian wasn't exactlly dressed in his usual uniform since he was outside Soul Socity. It was one of his quirks when he was able to get away with out on patrol. It was that he was wearing his favorite red suit that seemed a little messed up in a hobo like fashion, with white ruffles coming out his sleeves and the front of his coat. It made him seem like quite the messed up little gentlemen, but in truth the man could hardly care less. Which was why when he finally saw the person who had intruded onto his quite time, he curiously asked the man in his more bored steady tone voice that he used when he was being a bit more serious, "Uhmm hello there, may I inquire who you are intruppting the sssleep of the dead at sssuch a later hour?" Ryou's hand gripped at his sword, just to make sure he would be ready if his greeting was taken the wrong way.

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"Uhmm hello there, may I inquire who you are interruppting the sssleep of the dead at sssuch a later hour?" Looking up at the strange voice he sees something rather unexpected. Yes a Shinigami, but in a red suit? He had never heard of such a thing, Shinigami always worse black robes, sometimes with a bit of variation. Examining the odd man sitting in the statue's grasp Tetsu's earlier estimate of the man's power was far off; the man was obviously a captain if judging by the energy he possessed was any indication.

Standing up from his parent's grave Tetsu turns to face the captain. Uncharacteristically he says ""You must be a captain, i have heard you are powerful. Want to have a spar?" Completely ignoring the man's question. He then assumes a ready stance for hand to hand combat.

Looking at the man as the other inspected him Ryou felt that he could only do the same in kind. This was no ordinary human he was looking at, and considering the other's knowlegde of Soul Socity... that only made Ryou even more curious. It was possiable the other was one of those Fullbringer humans, or whatever they deicded to call themselves. He considered this to be the case because of the others seemingly neutral dispisition towards im, despite some knowlegde of what he was. Yet these thoughts were a little bit illrelevent to the moment anyway as he found himself being somewhat ingored... well that was no fun. Yet it was the human's question that piqued his curiousity the most... causing that child like glint to cross his eyes as he realized that he was going to get to play. Kurosawa had not expected this night to turn out to be so eventfull.

Taking off his top hat the Shinigami set it on top of the statues head so that it wouldn't get damaged during the fight before replying, "Maybe I am, though you ssshall to wait and sssee. I could be powerful, but I guesss you will jussst have to wait and sssee on that asss well. Asss for wethier or not I want to play a game with you. The anssswer is most diffently yesss. I asssume though by that ssstance that you wisssh for mother to not join ussse for the moment." Giggling to himself in his manical manner, "That isss prefectly fine, she can be quite the mean little lady sssomtimes anyway." With those words Ryou stood up as his nature seemed to turn very very ominious. All of the childlike emotions draining from his face... sparing was somthing to be taken serious... war was the place to have fun in.

Then he simply stood up and jumped down walking in the man's direction as he spoke in that more playful voice again, "Well... the gamesss affoot." With those words he suddenly disappered as the Captian made use of his Fuzen Shunpo to attempt to move rapidly in fornt of the human, before striking at Tetsu's chest with Tessho. The Captian's main goal at the moment was to test his opponent and get a read on exactlly what he was up against. At the same time he did feel a little stripped of his tactial options given that he was not using In'ei at the moment. Yet such a rule only added more fun to the game... and it certianly showed with the large grin that Ryou now had spread over his features. Like a child getting to play with a new toy, but at the same time it had always given Ryou a slightly breasker nature in hand to hand combat.

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