You're not so bad for a human.(Uruha)

A quiet, and cloudy-dark day within the karakura school district would usually depress people. And that is exactly what it was doing for one purple haired male. His eyes were downcast, and his hands were to the black jeans he wore. Today he wore no gloves, nor a shirt even given the current weather. The purple eyes he had came up slowly, scanning the area as a gust of wind blew his hair adrift, this still giving him the attractive air he was used to. Today was the day that he wanted peace and quiet, and so he was in a custom gigai, with the kidou Kyokko active, hiding his spiritual pressure. Just in case though he had a soul candy within his pocket, the small pill-like thing rolling around his right index finger and thumb.

Altair quietly approached the soccer field, walking around to the back of the school, looking around it. His form would approach a lone soccer ball in the middle of the field left over from the game earlier, and he stopped in front of it. Keeping his hands within his pockets, altair kicked the ball into the air with the toe of his shoe, then brought his knee up to contact it, knocking it up once more. He smiled softly, bouncing it up much higher this time, before letting it come to the top of his head, knocking it up once more. Bending back slightly, the ball came to his chest, bouncing outwards slightly. Quickly drawing his leg back, altair leaned his entire body to the side, before bringing his leg forth, catching the ball square in the middle with the toe of his shoe, sending it flying straight for the middle of the far goal.

It was the perfect day for weather logging. Uruha brought all the tools she needed a chair to watch over peoples mystery, a stand alone umbrella and a small box shaped weather machine with built in antenna. Though it was mid summer, there had been signs of uncalled for thunder storms, it could be a natural phenomenon, but to make sure that its not just some energy tripper, her captain sent her.

It was partly an excuse for getting rid of her, for when she's away, they can do things as they always wanted, the way they wanted it, and NOT the URUHA way.

Aside from her weird tools, and the bizarre red and white striped stand alone umbrella, she blended quite well with the area surrounding. Unlike when in soul society, living world clothes was mandatory so she didnt stand out at all.

Turning to fix the weather box, she saw someone doing tricks with a soccer ball.

Not bad for a human she only really saw tricks like that during shinigami sports festival, who would've thought that someone of the living can do such tricks as well.

Sighing as the ball went up a bit too high, and bounced off the post, Altair ran forward, hoping to catch it in mid-bounce. He reeled his leg back, feeling a rush of air as he brought it forward, putting all of his power into this one kick. And it would've worked well..Until his foot sweeped right past it, sending the male to trip backwards, falling over onto his back, the ball rolling away near where his head was.It had been a while since the last sports festival in the seireitei, and altair had missed it. He turned on his side, planning to watch the humans walk by, when he noticed a pretty girl holding an umbrella while watching him.

He quickly sat up, then stood, brushing himself off hurredly. Altair smiled, looking over what the girl had, not really knowing what much of it was for, which made for the perfect conversation starter. Putting his hands into the pockets they belonged to, the pale-skinned male idly walked towards the girl, a small smile on his face. His eyes drifted slowly down her body then back up and he grinned a bit, his face still a bit hot from when he fell.

That fall would've hurt anyone, but it was a relief to see that nothing bad happened. It almost shocked her that she was still staring at him after he stood up and caught a glimpse of her. Finally she thought, but shrugged the thought of drifting away from her duties just because of some cute purple haired boy who failed to do one awesome trick.

Following her mind, she dug her head inside the limited edition 1st chapter manga of a dragon ball z, it had special never before seen images, drawn even before the release. But she knew it. In her peripheral vision she saw him getting closer and closer.

Shoot what are you doing, why are you distracting me she thought. Biceps, why shirtless?

Her eyes were locked on the manga, but she was looking at his chest.

She looked up at him, and his smile melted through her defensive wall of CONVICTION.


Unable to hold the urge to speak, she spoke.

"Hard fall?"

It came out naturally in her own little way, she was thankful that she didn't choke, or worst, act childishly inlove like she always did in the past.

"Ehh.." His right hand came to the back of his head, rubbing softly as he looked back at where he had hit the ground."Guess it's been quite a while since I've played. The game seems to get harder and harder. Oh sorry, where are my manners..I'm Johnathon. Johnathon Dough. And your name must be Angel?" He grinned, holding his hand out calmly. The angel part was a pick up line, and he grinned, waiting to see if she'd pick up on it or ask him about it. His eyes stayed locked on her own, but softly. The purple hues his were made up of softened their color to the girl's sight.

His body language would show he was happy to see some one else out here, and his pectoral muscles moved slightly when his arm raised to have his hand held out. The abdominal muscle seemed slightly and softly clenched, due to the way he was standing, and to the little sunlight making it through, that bounced on his skin, it gave him and odd, but very attractive glow.

He introduced him self in a gentle man like manner, it wouldve been almost to perfect if not for the pick up line, which made her chuckle a bit. Angel of death that is she kept her thoughts to her self, something she doesn't normally do., she was out spoken, but it could be a frightening to thing, to tell someone your a death god on your first meeting. Catching up with a quick response, she didnt think acting like a robot who had an error would be a very good first impression. But with his eyes locked on hers, it didn't do her good, she suddenly went on autopilot.


She instantly blushed as instantly and acted naive to the comment which anyone would get, but like a hidden gift all women had, she played with fire... dont they all?

Holding up his hand, he looked happy enough, and she wanted to contribute to this happiness a little more, so she shook it lightly, but the impossible occurred.

A transformation occurred before her eyes. It was like beautifying an image 200% more, he was glowing, almost sparkling.

What little sun the day had shun on him, and now his glowing but not literally.

Catching her breathe from a spectacular scene. She replied. "Uruha Ayako, pleasure to make your acquaintance."

Her hand was still resting on his, and she didnt even realize it.

Altair smiled as he heard the name, grinning as he spoke again;"A beautiful name for a very beautiful girl. It's very nice to meet you." He said this with a slight tone of seduction before he leaned down slightly. While he leaned down his arm raised to bring the back of her hand to his lips, where he placed a very soft kiss, before releasing it unwillingly and watching it slowly fall. The grin became but a soft smile, showing the reddened cheeks he now had.

Looking over what the girl had before his eyes came to the Dragon Ball Z first issue. He chuckled, tilting his head slowly, before pointing at it."That's very cute..You reading that I mean. You're the first person I've met who does." He returned his gaze to lock with her own once more, his arm dropping as he waited.

Like in a trance, she only went back to her senses when she heard him call her cute, rather her reading Dragon Ball Z cute. If she was her usual self, she would've been infuriated by any comment with cute, or angel, but in rare cases, like one gloomy living world day with a hot human boy locking his eyes onto her, it only felt natural.

She was no longer angry with them, so it seemed, or maybe, this boy was something else. "I think im the only one left who does."

acting more naturally now, she attempted to make a joke out of the reality, it took her a great deal of cash and connections just to get hold of this manga, then again, for some its just trash.

Being more immune to his looks now, she no longer went in trance, but enjoyed but what little pleasure moments as such gave. "You ever read any?"

Altair's shoulders lifted then fell slowly, his abdominal muscles retracting then contracting as he did so."Only a few. But I find it weird how such strange beings can fire energy from their hands and fly around. But heh, maybe now I'll have a reason to stop by in that section of the bookstore.'' He smiled, winking softly at the girl.

Taking note of a small bench beside her, he sat, yawning but softly.



OOC:Writer's block