[center]Hiroshi Himura

Leaning against the wall the black haired boy with dark brown eyes, staring lazily at the marble that blocked his view. The boy had been battling with his head, wanting to decide what to do on this day. His palm rested on his sword that rarely left its scabbard, and a sigh would be released from his mouth calmly. [b]"What to do with my life now?"[/b] He turned his head tiredly, it was easy to tell he wasn't having a good day. He pull himself of the and begin to make tracks to a place he didn't know where he was going. [I]"Could do with training, can't be a soul reaper without training... Well I could, but it would be harder I guess, or could it?"[/I] he thought, while traveling down the silent path.[/center]