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Kara Iji, a man that had impressed many teachers and students alike within the academy. Within just a matter of months he’d learned all of the Shinigami disciplines, cleansed a hollow by himself, and performed countless Soul Burials on Earth. It was just a matter of months after the war where countless warriors had fallen to the massive hordes that belonged to Hogosha and Aizen. He was automatically accepted into first squad and was rumored to be watched closely by Daven himself within the Shinigami Academy. It did’t worry him but gave him fuel to push his own boundaries to learn everything he could at an excelled rate. Being the first Shinigami to graduate with top grades within each class, and to graduate within the shortest time…

Rumors gave him little renown however, not many shinigami barely noticed him and none talked about him. He was simply another shinigami that had learned everything he needed to know extremely quickly. Other than his ability to learn quickly, Kara was a simple unseated Shinigami. Though he shadowed the ranked officers quite often, he never performed any duty that would bring attention to himself.

The door was already opened and another shinigami awaited within, though he had memorized most of the faces and names of the shinigami within first squad he couldn’t place a name or a face on this particular man. Though it didn’t matter he simply slid the door shut and waited outside for the two men’s conversation to be completed. It was rude to barge in on any of the captains conversations. Before the door shut Kara simply nodded towards the man. A small friendly grin played across his lips then with a click the door shut.

Turning away he looked back out into the yards of first squad. The building itself was U shaped with the captain’s office sitting on the top floor. The captains office within first squad overlooked all of the shinigami territory within Soul Society. Sighing simply because he had nothing else to do Kara felt slightly nervous because he had to approach the Grand General Captain. Lowering his head his eyes shut as the last portion of breath left his lungs. Then he let his thoughts overwhelm his conscious and fell into a slight trance thinking back on all of the lessons he had learned. ’A shinigami is not defined by the talent of his blade, or the quickness of his foot, but by the deeds he has performed and the feats he has learned.’

The man vanished from view and as the door shut he turned and his eyes shot open quickly to see the other standing in front of him. He was just on the other side. Perhaps it was a trick. A smile crept across his face and he beamed a surprised grin at the other as he motioned for him to enter the building. Chuckling nervously he nodded respectively at the stranger. His hands where folded over his chest within the loose sleeves of his Gii. Though he took no part in the War effort to save Yuki and Onalim he heard many great feats from some of the most unknown shinigami. Being unknown didn’t matter, it didn’t matter if you where the most known person in Soul Society as long as you did your job. Kara didn’t mind if he did or didn’t have renown, if any opponent was stupid enough to doubt any person based on their seat and rank, wasn’t worthy of being an opponent at all. At many times in the battle field Kara had read that unseated members had beaten seated members flat out because of technique and the ability to adjust to any given situation.

Listening to the man he cleared his throat and attempted to speak his name, but found that all he could utter was the first letter of his name, ”Ka…” Clearing his throat again he shifted in spot as he looked back up blushing slightly, ”I’m Kara.” Grinning and his blushing cheeks faded away he finished, ”Nice to meet you Hayashi.” Bowing again nervously he stood upright quickly looking at the man.

Not bowing back was like rejecting some one’s hand shake, though it was completely harmless in itself, like many other individuals Kara was a traditionalist, dispite his seeming youth he practiced common courtesy when interacting with people in general. Because of his age he was required by Japanese rules to respect elders and to bow deeper than his superiors, only when and if he gained a seat he needed to bow lower than most other shinigami. But not to be given a bow in return completely crushed him, a flush of red covered his cheeks and instently his smile faded to more of a frown. Folding his arms over his chest to put up a personal barrier and to show a respectful annoyance with Hayashi.

Simply enough he looked back towards the door noticing before that the captain wasn’t in his office, ”Both Hado and Bakudo up to number ten. And…” Looking back to Haya with a sarcastic grin, ”Mirror Gate…” he was proud to know all twenty one spells, it proved that he actually paid attention in the Shinigami academy seeing that seated officers where receiving help learning some of the most basic Kidou. Looking back to Haya his frown softened as he looked back to Haya, ”Why?” he asked flatly.