Average everyday training(open)

Tamashi was at the training field, working on his skills with, well, everything. He had been using shunpo to travel around a set target, slashing every time he passed. He paused a moment, his hand on his sheathed blade, his breathing heavy. He stepped back and prepared for another pass. Only this time when he passed it, he flipped over it, and slashed it three times while in the air above it.

When Tamashi landed he twirled the blade in his hand, smirking. He got to his feet, having landed in a kneeling position, and sheathed the blade. He nodded while surveying the remains of his target, figuring he had done enough solo training for now. He was preparing to leave when he felt a nothing spiritual pressure heading towards his location.

Tamashi smiled, this meant he might have an opponent to fight against, meaning he had a chance for even more training. He eagerly awaited whoever it was that approached, hopefully it would be someone willing to fight against him in a spar.

The day was young and thriving with life, however, no one wanted to play with the 11th Division Third Seat Kyoshiro Mebu. This made Kyoshiro sad, and so he went out looking for someone to play with. He felt like having a spar, so he was heading for the training grounds. Skipping along at a sprint, Kyoshiro was quickly approaching the training grounds. He could see the outline of a figure facing the entrance to the training grounds. Someone was there, so Kyoshiro sped up.

When Kyoshiro got to the gate, he stopped momentarily before shunpoing at the man. "PLAY WITH MEH!" he yelled happily as he went to tackle and hug the man. Kyoshiro was still acting as always, keeping up his fake charade. He liked it this way, for the look on the people's eyes always held some sort of fun. Kyoshiro never let anyone, not even his own division, know of his true personality.

Tamashi saw a male run into the training area, and then shunpo directly at him. Tamashi blinked as he shouted for Tamashi to play with him, before being tackled and hugged. Tamashi laughed as he fell backwards, this unusual male's arms wrapped around his torso. He hit the ground and wiggled an arm free, patting the male on the back. "Fine, I'll play with you." He said, his voice of an adult, his speaking patterns and mannerisms that of a child of ten.

Tamashi pushed the boy off of himself and stood up, smiling. "So then, what shall we play?" He asked pleasantly, already excited for whatever it was they were going to do. He was practically bouncing on the spot with anticipation.

Kyoshiro smiled happily as the shinigami agreed to play. Kyoshiro landed on his feet as he was pushed off and looked up at the man. "Hmmm... How about.. we play extreme tag!" said Kyoshiro, excitedly. He finally had someone to play with. Kyoshiro's 'play' was always a form of training or fighting. Extreme tag was his favorite game. It mainly involved his best skill as well.

Kyoshiro just realized something. "Oh! I'm Kyoshiro Mebu. Who are you? I'm a third seat of Division 11," he giggled, wondering what the shinigami's reaction would be to him being a third seat of squad 11. It would probably be hard to imagine this little guy up in the highest ranks of the combat squad. Kyoshiro stood straight, looking proud, his dual zan on both sides of his waist.

Riamu sighed as he appeared before the shinigami from behind Kyo. He was in his white Kimono with the black sash. Mira Itami hung loosely at his side. His oddly colored stripes of hair matching his oddly colored eye's.

" So you are older than your previous luitenant? Loose a couple years and I might be impressed. "

Lin Amakei, 3rd seat of Division 9, was already done with her work. It was getting a bit darker outside, probably around 7 or 8 in the evening now. She wouldn't return home just yet though. No, her zanpaktou spirit, Blitzkrieg, had been begging her almost all day to train. And if she didn't, it's more than likely she wouldn't be allowed to sleep, nap, or do anything normal. She was practically being forced to train. As the young shinigami girl made her way over to the training grounds, she thought about the day. Not only had her lovely kimono ended up drenched in hot tea, but she now had to wear the standard black Shinigami kosode and hakama.

Her vibrant pink hair was tied up in a high ponytail with the yellow ribbon, and her black and blue zanpaktou hung on her arm, in it's sheath. Lin used a few flashsteps to speed up the walk and swung the door of the training grounds open. She could hear the excited cheers of Blitzkrieg in the back of her mind. TO her surprise, she saw Tamashi, a romantic friend of hers, a young boy, and another man training. A large smirk sat on her face as she walked up to the pair, deciding to intrude on their sparring. Lin twirled her katana quickly and began to speak. "Mind if an ol' 3rd seat join in?" Lin shouted, somewhat amused.

Tamashi smiled as the young looking boy spoke, saying they would play extreme tag. Tamashi's brow creased, wondering what exactly that was, before the boy introduced himself as Kyoshiro Mebu, third seat of squad 11. Tamashi studied the boy with new found respect, having assumed before that he was a low ranked shinigami, though looks can be deceiving.

Tamashi decided to introduce himself now. "Tanashi Karitori, third seat of the second division. So what is this extreme tag?" He asked, no sooner than the words left his mouth did Riamu arrive. He spoke something to Kyoshiro, and seemed to completely ignore Tamashi himself, which he was okay with, as he disliked Riamu.

Tamashi's head turned as yet another person entered the fields, though this time he broke out into a large smile. He and Lin were kinda, well he didn't actually know what they were, but he liked her, she liked him, it was great. as Lin shouted at them if she could join Tamashi looked at Kyoshiro and shrugged. "I don't have a problem with it Miss. Lin, especially considering we are all third seats here." He smiled warmly at her, and hoped Kyo wouldn't mind.

Kyoshiro's eyes widened with joy as all the other third seats arrived. "YAY! We can all play! It will be so much fun!" he said, ignoring Riamu's comment. Kyoshiro jumped back, so he had all of them in view. "Alright! This is how we play extreme tag! First off, it's just like ordinary tag, you get tagged then you're it. Try not to get tagged! However, there is a slight twist. Extreme tag is not used by a simple touch, but a punch!" said Kyoshiro, punching the air. Extreme tag was his version of training his speed and strength. It was always fun to him. "Oh, a few rules before i forget. No low blows, and no using your zanpakuto! otherwise, it wouldn't be fair. Also, no using kido or tech. This is strictly for speed and strength. Now that you know this, let's begin! I'll be it!" said Kyoshiro, smiling at all of them.

Riamu smiled, or at least tried to. The permanent sadness to him remained evident, through his attempts. This game of tag seemed amusing though, he drew his sword an swung it around. " No weapons or Kido. This extreme tag will be very good show. " He swung his sword around some more before becoming invisible, using flash step to run is circles around the three, four times. Before stopping far from them with his sword impaled into the ground, becoming visible again.

Lin nodded and smiled slightly at Tama-san's comment. "Ohh yay, Lin-chan gets to have her fun!" She exclaimed joyfully with a small, undetectable hint of pride. Lin would never admit it in a thousand years, but she would always have a very minor air of pride about her. Nothing that caused her to look smug, but it would definitely give off the impression that she was self confident. And that was something she valued dearly. Lin walked closer to the gathered group of shinigami 3rd seats, all were probably eager to train. She studied each one slightly, noticing she was the only female in the group.

In fact, she didn't see another female in the entire training area. She shrugged and directed her attention back to the group. The rather young looking boy was a 3rd seat also, eh? That was interesting. She knew Tama-san was a 3rd seat of the 2nd Division, but what division was the blonde shinigami with a sad disposition in. Lin continued to dwell on her thoughts while absentmindedly listening to the young boy explain this game they were to play. Extreme tag, he called it. She blinked a few times as the boy said it's orientated around punching, not light touches. Along with that, there were to be no uses of the zanpaktous, dirty tactics, or Kido.

Lin was pretty content with all three guidelines. She would never emply the use of dirty tactics, and those who used them held her disrespect. She was terrible in the area of Kidom so there was no love lost there. And Blitzkrieg could wait patiently on his precious training. Lin chuckled, as she began to hear the upset whining in the back of her head. Lin nodded as the boy said he was it. As he did, her muscles tensed and her fingers flexed, taking a battle stance. Her eyes caught the movements of the blonde male swinging his sword around. She was a bit surprised when he disappeared, but ignored him. She kept her eyes on the other two and waited patiently for them to start.

Tamashi listened to all the instructions of the game, and watched as Riamu disappeared. He smirked, and took a step backwards, before shunpoing a good distance off. He chuckled lightly, leaning his left arm on Masatsu, who itched for more use. Tamashi ignored him for now, and kept his eyes focused on Kyo.

Tamashi rolled his shoulders and cracked his neck, mostly still full of the energy he had had earlier while training his swordsmanship and shunpo. He hopped up and down on the spot, waiting for Kyo to move.

Kyoshiro watched Riamu disappear, then his eyes locked onto his movements when he reappeared. "WOW!" he said in false amazement, keeping up his bravado. "You're so fast!" he said, looking dreamy eyed. He smiled, curious as to why he took out his zanpakuto rather than just keeping it sheathed. It didn't look like much of a normal sealed zanpakuto. He could sense the reiatsu coming from the both. Constant Shikai? Interesting... I wonder what his ability is... Oh well, that's for another time thought Kyoshiro as he then turned his attention to the other movement.

Kyoshiro watched Tama-kun jump back a bit of distance, keeping his eyes on Kyoshiro. The only one who stayed in spot was the girl. This made Kyoshiro curious. He watched her shoulders as they raised slightly, her legs shift, then her fingers relax. She was preparing for a dodge, suspecting he would come for her first. So that's how it is. Maybe this will be even more fun than I thought thought Kyoshiro, deciding he kept them waiting long enough.

Kyoshiro smiled and charged low at the girl, seeming as if he was coming for a low attack. Kyoshiro got halfway to her, before using shunpo to go toward Tama-kun. It seemed like he was using his direction toward the girl as a distraction. However, Kyoshiro suddenly jumped in the air toward Tama-kun before using shunpo once more, heading right from above the girl, coming down at an angle to her right. His fist was held back, if he got close, he would direct a punch straight for her shoulder. He would hold back the strength in his punch, making it seem like he was only as strong as he looked.

( Kyo, sorry man. You cannot sense right now. My swords ability. Therefore you would be unable to tell he is in a constant release state. Though IMO that would be a illogical solution to come to, as in the manga only Ichigo is seen to have a constant release Zanpakuto. Sorry that is just IMO a wierd conclusion to come to.)

Riamu stood in his position and watched Kyoshiro's every movement. The kid was fast, but not fast nearly enough to be unable to react. Riamu was on his toes. The kid tried a tactic to confuse Lin by heading for Tamashi, then back for Lin. Riamu found the tactic smart, but unnecesary, as the jump on Tamashi was enough. He wuld not get an added jump on Lin, but the same as Tamashi. A overly thought out strategy. One that was not 11th division, or the one that Riamu remembered.

Lin's eyes would occasionaly scan over her training partners. The young boy seemed like more of an opponent to her then the other two, as she knew appearences were very decieving. She was unsure whether to attack the young boy first, or the male with pale hair. She wouldn't bring herself to go after Tamashi yet, but if she ended up it in this game of extreme tag, she might just go after him. Lin yawned and her fingers tensed, as if she was about to claw someone's eyes out. She winked at Tamashi and smiled slightly, attempting to flirt in the middle of combat.

If she was lucky enough, it would cause him to blush slightly and give her something to chuckle at. Her head suddenly turned to the young boy, seeing him use a flashstep towards her. He seemed to charge low, as if he were about to tackle her. To Lin's surprise he flashstepped over to tamashi. So, his low charge was just a cover for his attack on Tama-san, eh? Lin took a deep breath and flashstepped away, though she stopped midway when the young boy flashstepped back to her. It looked as if she had been wrong before, and had been attempting to fluster Lin and the others.

Out of the corner of her right eye, she saw the young boy's fist aiming right for her shoulder. Lin smirked and flashstepped up towards his shoulder, narrowly dodging the punch as it passed by her face. His fist was less then an inch away from her pale skin. Her right foot attempted to root itself on Kyoshiro's right shoulder and Lin spun around. her left foot was heading straight for the back of his head. If it landed, he would probably end up with a tiny bruise, nothing bad. She didn't look to see if it had landed, instead choosing to flashstep behind Tamashi. Lin took another dodge stance, fingers tensed and her back arched. She payed little attention to the pale haired man.

Tamashi's eyes kept darting between Kyoshiro and Lin, he had not glanced at Riamu since he had moved. He saw Lin wink and smile at him, and he smiled back. He chuckled lightly, looking back at Kyo, remembering that they were here, his face reddening very faintly.

He watched as Kyo took off running, straight for Lin, the closest to him. Tamashi tensed and was ready to spring away at a moments notice. He was glad for his preparations, as Kyo changed course and shunpoed over to him, jumping into the air. Tamashi smirked and ran at Kyo, using shunpo to go under him, and over to Riamu, he appeared a few feet in front of him, not slowing down. He jumped, and twisted his body midair, to be perfectly aligned with Riamu.

He was directly above Riamu, and placed his right hand on his right shoulder, using him as a focal point to continue his flip. He landed behind Riamu, facing away, kneeling, and smirking. Tamashi stood and stepped away from Riamu, just as Lin shunpoed behind him. He chuckled, and shook his head, so much for splitting up.

Kyoshiro smiled as he was dodged. He turned his head slightly to look back at her. A mischievous smile lingered upon his face as her foot came around, kicking him in the back of the head. Kyoshiro and her leg seemed to be held there in that moment of time for a moment. Then all of a sudden Kyoshiro was slung forward into the ground. His body hit hard, throwing up dust and forming cracks in the ground. His body seemed motionless, yet no blood seeped out from under him.

Riamu stared at Kyoshiro fail. Laughing as he shunpod far away form the two. He though for a second and then pointed at Tamashi, ' I think we should eliminate the use of of Shunpo here. Flash Step in this game is that to fear. " He continued to laugh until it died down to a light chuckle.

(Sorry)

Lin kept her pose in full on dodge, ready for the boy to spring up at any minute. When she saw that her kick had landed, she relaxed a small bit. Yet, Lin was suspicious. He wasn't bleeding, it appeared as if he was just laying in the ground. Eh, maybe he was knocked out. Although, she doubted that a simple kick to the head would knock someone out, with that someone being a 3rd seat from the notorious 11th Division. She wasn't a stupid girl. A small, growl sounded from her throat as she stared on, as if she was some feral animal. Lin sprung forward towards Kyoshiro

She used a few flashsteps to get over to his motionless body. She had to make sure that she successfully defeated the target, there was no use in assuming anything about the opponent. As soon as she got near Kyoshiro, she abruptly stopped and stood on his back. She nudged him gently, poking the nape of his neck with the tip of her foot. ”Hey, you alright?” Lin called out softly, continuing to poke him with her foot. She was ready to spring away at any minute, as even though she was kind didn't mean she was an idiot. Lin yawned, staring down at the back of the boy's head. She giggled, wondering if she had underestimated her own kick.

Tamashi smirked at Riamu, shunpoing to the exact opposite side of him and nodded. "I agree, just needed to increase the space between us." He watched Lin get closer to the down Kyo, but said nothing, having a feeling it was all a ploy of his to make them think he is injured, when he really isn't. Tamashi sighed, and crossed his arms, waiting for Lin to be tagged, so that they could move on.