
"The younger brother. Kokoro!!"
Haru stood atop a building looking to the streets below his arms folded across his chest as he stroked his chin not really caring about the nearby arrancar. His concern was his reason for being in the human world anyways.
"That man... He couldn't have been...." Haru thought lowly to himself his eye's narrowing as he went over past events in his mind.
"He was no soul reaper... He fought more like a ninja... But... His sword." It was a zanpaktou. He had only ever heard of one as large as the one he saw before the ninja like figure escaped his sight. This happened a few weeks ago.
Haru sighed scratching the back of his head, "Damn it I ope this isn't who I think it is..." Haru said lowly to himself a bead of sweat rolling down the back of his head. "Of course I wouldn't of been sent if they though I couldn't handle it I suppose."