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Rhia trembled, though from pain or Feiy's touch, it wasn't entirely clear. She crossed her arms over her bare chest, flushing with embarassment. "Like I'd let you," She said calmly even as the cuts in her leg blossomed in gold veins that traced under the still-bruised flesh. "I had a back-up plan, but I figured it was only sporting to let you have a go, first,"

Something constricted around her heart, and pain lanced through her chest. She winced, arching forward and clutching the skin above her heart. "She's still there," She said, ignoring the blood that beaded on her lips. Though she didn't tell Feiy, she was pleased her demon still existed. The wing held a greater power than she had yet wielded, and she wasn't entirely willing throw it away. She gently moved Feiy's zanpaku-to to her chest, tip hovering scant millimeters from the skin over her heart. Rhia glanced up at Feiy. "Straight through my heart, if you please,"

She also wasn't planning to give up the demon's wing. Now that she had a handle on its power, she could contain it--she would just have to be careful never to drain herself as she had. Still, she said nothing. It seemed to her the vaizard might be averse to letting her keep it.

"Just do it," Rhia said, overly patient, as though explaining something to a child. "I'm not going to die, but that blade has to reach my heart somehow, or I won't be able to rid myself of the demon,"

She pushed on Feiy's dagger, and the slim blade slid easily into her skin. She didn't even blink as the blood flowed. It hurt, but she wasn't about to let on to the fact.

Has dredging up old memories reawakened you suicidal tendencies, too? The demon's voice still echoed, not whispers, but a single voice.

Rhia paused, surprised the demon was still present.

Reading her thoughts, it spoke again. I've matured somewhat. The definitively female voice explained.

What? In the last five minutes? Rhia thought silently, banking on the fact that Feiy wouldn't notice anything amiss.

I grow quickly. I'm no longer that bloodthirsty newborn.

Right--this is clearly a ploy to stay alive. You could be more subtle about it.

I've matured. The voice insisted. When I said I liked your consciousness, I wasn't lying. I've grown quite fond of you--you're far more interesting than I had thought.

Which explains your attempt to destroy my soul. Rhia responded drily.

Said I was sorry...

No, you didn't.

Well, I am. I like you too much to leave, now. You know Feiy wants to cut the wing off, don't you? You know that would kill you.

Not if I can reclaim my body from you, it won't.

Oh, come on. Have you ever seen a bird that can't fly? It fairly breaks their hearts. Do you want Feiy to have to watch your heart break apart?

Quit lying. Rhia slid the blade an inch deeper.

I'm not! I'm just trying to keep you from killing yourself! For an instant, the demon bared its thoughts to Rhia, and she could feel nothing but sincerity.

Fine. But we have to be subtle about this. Feiy would flip if she knew you were still around.

The demon's mood immediately became lighter, bubbly with excitement. I promise I'll teach you to fly again soon, little Hawk.

Don't call me that...Do you have a name?

I'll call you what I like. The demon was clearly attached to the nickname. My name is Belial.

The shut up for a minute, Belial. Rhia pushed the blade deeper. It seemed her conversation had lasted mere seconds. "I can heal myself. I just need this damned thing out of my heart,"

Rhia lay back, grinding the heels of her palms into her eyes. They burned, but she wasn't sure why. "...Dammit..." She murmured.

You idiot--You're really scaring her with your self-destructive tendencies.

Shut. Up. It was like having a miniature Feiy in her head. With a groan, she rose stiffly. Her right side was still entirely bruised, and Belial's wing was still in shreds. She reached for some power to heal herself, but all she could find was her soul's spark. Whatever... She started to cut a piece of her soul away.

Stop it. Right now. Geez--you just reclaimed your soul, and you're back to killing yourself! You really are suicidal, aren't you? Belial echoed Feiy's words.

Rhia stopped, properly chastised.

Now, go clean up, and leave. With a sigh, Rhia wandered out of the room, locating the bathroom down the hall. The hot water cleaned off the blood, temporarily staining the shower a light pink as it washed down the drain. When she returned to Feiy's room, her bruises were aching, but there was nothing she could do.

Get dressed, and leave. Belial prompted.

Rhia turned to the wardrobe, going through the clothes until she found a top and pants she remembered Feiy liked. It almost guaranteed the vaizard would come to find her. Or, at least, her clothes.

That's cheap. Belial commented, seeming to cross her intangible arms.

Rhia ignored her, rolling up the sleeves of the shirt and turning up the cuffs of the pants a few times--Feiy was simply too tall. But, she didn't want to leave. Instead, she cleaned up Feiy's room, changing the bloodied sheets and cleaned up the blood and feathers.

If a few tears stained the clean sheets or dropped to the newly-cleaned floor, Belial pretended not to notice. When Rhia was done, she moved to the window, intending to fly back to the gate.

I'm not teaching you until you make up with her, little Hawk. Use the door.

[exit to second division]

Hanon walks into the empty house. "It's been quiet latly." She begins to cook herself a pack of ramen. "I wonder where everyone is and what have they been doing."

She puts down a stack of letters which was called mail. A couple with her name on it. "School? Oh, no... not more of this!!" Out of frustration she slams her hand down on the pot, flings the boiling water all over her clothes and hands. "Oh my...(censored)...ahhh!!"

She runs to the shower turns it on and jumps in right away to cool down the burns with her clothes still on. "Man, now I have to deal with these, go to school, AND cook more ramen?"

Hanon gets out of the shower, changes from her clothes into a towel, and hangs her clothes to dry. She walks back to the kitchen and starts cooking a new pack of ramen. "Nothing is going right for me today." She sighs and continues to cook.

The door slammed open, as a gust of wind bored through the house, causing papers and other light objects to fly around. A purple blur passed through, as Feiy ran through, up the stairs and into her room.

"The hell!? She left?" She said, looking at the opened wardrobe and the now cleaned room. "I wanted her to be here now... she must have went back."

In an almost the same flurry of speed, she jumped over the banister of the stairs, clearing ground the ground till she was close to the front door. She landed with a soft thud, kicking off the ground. She snapped her fingers, as a garganta opened up a few feet from her. She hopped up off the ground, leaping into the portal.

"I'm coming for you, mi amor."
[Exit to the Second Squad]

"Sure, I'd love some." He said politely as he ignored the gust of wind that was Feiy bolting in and out of the house. "So for Shinigami Attire. what do you normally wear?" He asked.

"Thank you." He said as he took the Ramen. " What a coincidence. I also Wear Arrancar attire, I thought I was the only one." he said before taking some ramen and eating it. "This is good." He said as he continued to eat.