[u]Rio Okotaru Darishimo[/u]

After a good rest, Rio laid on her bed, looking up at her ceiling. She thought about her life, not much about her past as she couldn't remember it, but more about the present and possible future. After thinking about it, she began to hate it, and hate herself for the decisions she had made. Whenever she tried to change her life, an obstacle got in the way... her own emotions. Her biggest problem, one that wouldn't move, one that she couldn't escape from...

Sitting up from her seat, Rio rubbed her right arm with her left, remembering Kaizo's words. [i]'... I honestly don't understand why you won't let me leave?...'[/i] Standing up, she freshened up and got changed before leaving her room... She couldn't stay in there, besides, she did some work before she rested and only managed to finish half of it... She needed to do something else. Stepping out, she closed the door behind her and made her way out of the barracks, deciding to take a little walk.

[u]Souta Fushimaru[/u]

[i]'Great... I'm already lost... shit!'[/i] Souta continued to wonder about the Seireitei aimlessly. [i]'Proooobably should of went back to Kazuhiko's place...'[/i] As he walked, he thought about asking someone directions. He soon spotted a woman with long, bluey-black hair, maroon plaits scattered in her hair. She was coming straight for him. [b]"Exc-"[/b] He got a good look at the girls face and immediately closed his mouth. The girl, however, looked at him with her plum-coloured eyes, waiting for him to continue speeking but kept moving. Souta just stood there, seeming in utter shock. She grunted and looked forward again, walking straight past him without paying any more attention to him what-so-ever. 

As she walked past, everything was suddenly slowed to Souta. Her hair glided past his right arm, exuding a lavender scent. Her plum eyes and neutral expression were notable, as well as the feel of her spiritual energy. Souta just stood there, eyes wide, lips pursed, looking dead ahead. Only one thing was on his mind... But he pushed that aside. He would never speak of this ever to anyone. 

After the girl was long gone, Souta gulped and let out a breath that he didn't know he was holding and just continued to walk. This time, he seemed more emotionless than before and kept moving forward, refusing to look back.