A Rainy Night...

**After seeing Kham and finally getting back his companion, Shiro appeared on his wooden deck. It was bascially getting dark around this time, the sun starting to set on the horizon. Shiro walked into his room as a small drizzle started to fall. He set his Reverse Blade on the counter connecting his kitchen and his living room and sat there for a moment with his hands crossed. His eyes fixed on the drops falling outside, his mind shifting about to Kay-no and wondering if she would actually seek him out at his request. Letting out a sigh, Shiro let his head drop to the counter and his eyes closed shut. He spoke aloud knowing nobody would hear him.**

"What the hell am I doing...?"

**Breathing in, he let out another sigh and lifter his head up, returning his gaze back outside and just stared. He was just simply waiting to see if someone was even going to show.**

"......"

((Uhmmm Char developement anyone...???))

*Simply scouring Ves I stumble upon the house of Shiro.* .......hmmmm *Shiro was supposedly killed by ZK, however an energy is coming from the house. I creep up closer to the house ready to investigate*

**Rising from the counter, Shiro took hold of his Reverse Blade and made his way into the living room. There was a stand sitting on the fireplace with an empty sheath. Picking it up, he slid the sword into the holder and then set it leaning against the wall. He stared at the wood sitting in the fireplace. He had never really used it before. With his right hand, he snapped his fingers and watched the embers ignite and spread about the wood. He hadn't noticed someone coming to his home for he wasn't really paying attention. With his mind occupied, someone could rob him blind and he wouldn't notice.**

-=Opening the door, I slowly start to inch into the house.The smell of the newly burned wood comes to my nose. The crackles of the flame and the drizzle hitting the outside world creates a refreshing tone although the situation of an intruder in the dead Shiro's house is far from refreshing. As I draw Seiryoku to my hand, I grip it firmly as I slowly make my way to the living room. Entering the room I look at the fire before seeing Shiro leaning against the wall. Seeminly out of it.=-
.....Shiro?? -=The tone of my voice actually quite concerned, is this really Shiro...how? why? Is this some dark Jutsu? with all these things to considered my guard is still quite firm as I speak and wait=-

**The sound of Shiro's name from someone else actually startled him. He jumped from the wall, turning in the direction of the voice with his sword and sheath in his right hand. Staring at Aeon he stopped with a blank look on his face, blinking with wide eyes realizing just who he was looking at.**

"Aeon...?"

**He lowered his sheathed blade and held it at his side as he brought his left hand to his waist. A smile appeared on his face as he let out a small chuckle, a feeling of relief about him as he looked at yet another old friend from the past.**

"Not exactly who I was expecting..."

((so it rains in the winter time... its supposed to be snowing and cold.))

(Well, how many times did it rain this winter in Chicago?)

Ditto..-=That smile is definitly Shiro's, the voice, that sheated sword is more than likely the Reverse Blade. And now paying further attention, the Chakra. This is Shiro Kazuma. This man is somehow alive. While resurrection isn't anything absurdly impossible, it's still a bit shocking to see Shiro, and alive at that=- what are you doing here?? -=The obvious answer is obvious it's his home. But that question held all the power of Why? How did it happen? Who? just general inquiries of Shiro's status=-

((Kham... that was my fault... it doesnt snow here man... it rains... its fucking 55 degrees outside. But because this wordl does not pertain to our own. A Change of scenery is in need then. <.>))

**Still smiling, Shiro let his head drop a bit laughing again. He turned around and set the sheath back in the same spot. Standing back up, his eyes waundered to the window above him, snowflakes were floating about outside. Realizing Aeon's actual question, he began to speak trying to answer it to the best of his abilities.**

"First off... Yes... I am real. You can thank Mr. Urashura for that. His motive as to why I can't say. Guess I just can't stay away can I."

**At this point, Shiro was facing Aeon again with his hands folded behind him. His eyes were open now, the flickering of the flames reflecting in them.**

"How've you been...?"

((Lol, I'm just fucking with you guys. CARRY ON. I love random RP'ing just for kicks.))

(( lol. I'm serious tho.. the damn weather down here has more mood swings than a damn pregnant female.))

((It does rain in winter though. and 55 degrees sounds really nice to me compared to this bullshit weather round here))

-=Shinta Urashura? I would more associate resurrection with Mahk-X than I would Shinta. I wouldn't think of Shinta to just do anything just to do it. Maybe I should pay him a visit along the road as well. But back to the question at hand=- Me? Besides me going to the Soul Society, my memories are pretty shoddy. Something I'm looking into...but forget about me, you've got a second life basically. Have you seen the others lately? -=By others I would be referring to Zeik, Mahk-X, and ZK. Shinta and I were already seen. The lot of us being some of the eldest ninja, (not by age)=-

((Man... Like I said before... The weather waround here changes like the damn wind. There is a fucking snow storm outside right now. Shit is bullshit man.))

"Others...?"

**Shiro scratched his head for a bit before figuring out what he was talking about.**

"OH! Yes actually... Just saw Kham not to long ago... twice now in fact. The first time was lets just say, an interesting visit. Found out that I actually have a kid... Can you believe that..?"

**He gave a half hearted chuckle at his comment. It was actually kind of funny when you truely thought about it, the fact that Shiro has a child by a woman he is still in love with though both of them completely despise him at the moment. Talk about drama.**

"It's funny what can happen when you're away..."

**Shiro smiled again, he head drifted over the the wall and placed himself in a lean next to the fireplace. His arms were folded in front of him as he looked around the room a bit.**

"Otherwise that, it seems everything is somewhat the same... My only thing is I have no clue what's going on around here."

**Saying that, Shiro suddenly caught on to what Aeon just said to him. Looking puzzeled, he brought his eyes back up to Aeon's in a curious fashion.**

"The Soul Society...?"

-=At Shiro's comment about not knowing what's going on around here. I nod my head in agreement. Even now I'm still meeting people, and important and skilled people as well.=-
Well, you know those Zanpaktou that some of us use? Apparently they weapons originate from there. So the citizen of that world deemed the usage of Zanpaktous on our side as wrong. So basically to them we're some type of criminal. -=I shrug my shoulders. People don't always have the same vision so conflict is unavoidable.=- Kayla is her name, right?? I don't believe I've met her, but I'm sure she's a great shinobi and person as well.

"One can only hope..."

**Shiro thought about the first encounter with his daughter, and how he basically exhanged blows instead of words.**

"Never really had someone try to kill me upon the first meeting before."

**He laughed again. He knew Aeon well, and for that it was funny for they both had been in situations together where their existence was put at risk more than once. It almost seemed normal for them it seems.**