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A gateway opened in the streets of Vince. The city on the water as it was called. Titus stepped out and onto the streets like nothing had happened. He needed a break from the nights festivities. The games of Ra never really interested him when it came to watching them. Since he was a cabinet member he wasn't allowed to participate in them. so he took a break and decided to visit his favorite world of the living city. He made his way through the people and found himself on the waters edge. He had went to his room before heading to Vince and changed back into his traditional cloths. He hated wearing a suit or anything really formal for that matter. He loved the jeans and jacket that he felt comfortable in. He had also always hated the shinigami's uniform, something he was glad that wasn't part of his life anymore. He slowly walked along the waters edge. He spotted a gondola rental service and made his way toward it. He rented out a fairly cheap one. He didn't want to be noticed after all. To the people he was just an everyday traveler. He had requested that he drove himself, know full well how too, and set off for a quieter part of the river. With each row he relaxed even more until he finally found himself in a comfortable position. he was now sitting in his boat outstretched to relax even more. He even released a bit of his reiatsu. The gegia protected him from any hollow attacks but if anyone was particularly looking for him, like an espada, he would be found with relatively little ease. The gondola was to relaxing however for him to care. On the plus side he had brought Vera and Anaku along with him. His blades could be very well considered the most feared in the world, not because of their power but for their potential. He stared into the sky. He dreamed of his time back in Soul Society. The recent turn of events lead his mind down that path again. He remembered his service in division two and the countless missions he took in the rukongia as a hollow killer. Once Titus learned the secret of his hollowfication he wasn't quite as surprised anymore. As a first generation Vaizard he was the last remaining link to that incident nearly 2500 years ago. He knew also about the cold hard truth. It will happen again. A smile glided across his face. He let out a laugh afterwords. A long time ago he wanted to stop it, now he was finding ways to speed it up.



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Oddly enough Italy was Nikitio's favorite spot. He loved the language. He loved the food. The people could be nice. It depended on where you went. Overall though, Italy was amazing. As much as he hated cliches, Venice was one of his favorite spots. He stepped out of the senkai gate. He entered the world in an alley way. Little did he know that he was not too far away from Titus, but that would come in later. Nikitio was in a gigai and wore civilian clothing. Or at least not his Shinigami outfit. He wore a gray jacket over top of a black tee shirt. The jacket was nice and cozy. The tee shirt was fitted against his skin. On his legs he had on a pair of dark blue jeans. The jeans were baggy and were faded around his knees. He also wore a pair of black sneakers. The jacket was open, showing the black shirt. His face was calm. He was relaxed. Even though he could feel it. He could feel the Hollow reiatsu inside of him. It had grown so fast. It nearly suffocated his Shinigami reiatsu. It was a miracle he got out of the Soul Society. He was here to visit extended family. He hated calling them family. When he needed them, they ditched him. When he was homeless, they ignored him. He got angry at this. His chest began to hurt. He clenched it. He could feel the intruding reiatsu inside of him moving. It was killing him. He had to relax. He read that feeling extreme emotions only encourages the Hollow portion. He had to keep calm.

So why was he here now if they abandoned him? Because they had something that belonged to him. He looked up. There it was. The window to their apartment. They may have an apartment, but it was really a storage house. You see, this family was rich. The kind of rich you see on T.V. The snobby, stuck up, ignorant, and obnoxious rich people. That was just another five reasons he hated them. He jumped up and pushed off the wall. He hit the other one with his feet and pushed off again. He did this until he reached the roof. Once he was up there he opened a small door at the top. It was a slide that went straight down to their room. Nikitio used to play in it when he was younger and alive. He slid down and landed skillfully in the house. He looked around. The place was littered with stuff. Just a bunch of worthless junk. He began to wade through it all. He also began to look. At first it was just his eyes. And then the began to move stuff. He wished he could have just snapped and summoned it. He grumbled. A noise touched his ears. He swore to himself and began moving to the window. That is when he found it. A small sewing kit. It was a gift of his from his mother. He collected it.

Just as he got onto the window sill he looked back. His aunt walked in. She dropped her keys and pointed. "La Volpe!" Nikitio winked. "Ciao." He dropped from the window and landed on his hands and feet. He sprinted away before the woman could get to the window. He smiled as he felt the sewing kit in his hand. It was back where it belonged. With him. Not in some overcrowded storage room. He looked around the beautiful city. What should he do? He then sensed something. Shinigami reiatsu. It was normal, but it was weak too. It wasn't weak as in coming from a weak person. It was just, weak. He looked around. There was a gondola going by. A blond man rode in it. His face seemed familiar. He wasn't in Nikitio's memory bank of faces. But he seemed so familiar. His eyes slightly narrowed, but then he shook his head. He had to look casual. People would notice. He had his blades with him. Hidden, of course, but easily within reach. He flared his own reiatsu a bit to try and get the man's attention. He lowered it again though when he felt the Hollow Reiatsu taking advantage. He was not going to lose this battle with himself. Not here. Not now. Not anywhere. And now ever.

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With a simple flare all relaxation was lost. So what, I don't care that a shinigami knows my presence was his first thought. Then he remembered his exile orders. He was to be killed on sight. He had heard a Vaizards death was very favorable in the eyes of central 46. Perhaps it was a bounty hunter.Titus didn't stop to question him. His time in Division 2 had already kicked in. The man who acts first has the first advantage. He had jumped backwards from his gigai, sending the gondola further downstream. As the full portion of his body emerged from the body a quick turn of his feet lead to a shunpo toward nikitio. Titus didn't even have to look at where he was. He had pinpointed his exact location the moment he flared his reiatsu. He faced nikito now face to face with him. Vera and Anaku crossed on one another intersecting inch's from his neck. Don't move, Don't exit your Gigai either. He said in very dark tone. He scanned over Nikitio a moment, searching for any signs of hostility. He then noticed his hollow reiatsu. Immediately he retracted his blades from nikitio's neck and shakes his head. Damn it friend you scared me. What are you doing here? The festivals are going on, a vaizard of your status should be eager to watch them. He said more happily. He was glad that it wasn't a shinigami, he was about to kill the man too. He was rather interested in what he was doing, here of all places, when he could be watching the festivals which were the highlight of the year for a vaizard.


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Nikitio held still as this man moved. Something was off about him. The gigai was getting in the way. He watched as he exited the body and he noticed it. The Hollow reiatsu was there. He was a Vizard. This man was still so familiar. What was wrong here? He felt like he should know this man. Nikitio held still as he drew his weapons. Two blades were at his throat. He could be effortlessly be cut. If this man knew what he was doing he could be. Nikitio was not someone to be toyed with though. He stood there and listened wordlessly to the man. He could sense the dual reiatsu in him. Nikitio was dressed in civilian clothing. It was only natural for this man to think that he was a true Vizard. He was not fully transformed though. He was still a captain. Nikitio looked at him. "I was not aware. I just got here. Care to show me these festivities?" Nikitio smiled at the man. It was sincere. It was warm. It was friendly. His face was the mask of an ally. In the back of his head though he was waiting. He was wondering where the hell Adam was. He had heard him say he'd follow. Well where was he? He was a Lieutenant now. He should have no problem getting out. Hayashi didn't have the guts to jump him in the street. Even if he did, Adam could easily defend himself. So what the hell was keeping that child?

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A sense of uneasiness sweep over Titus. The mans words were oddly selected. He spoke as if the Festival was here in Italy. Also he said he was not aware of the festivals at all. Every Vaizard went through a training program telling about Tel Vadina.This man apparently either didn't take the class yet or wasn't a Vaizard yet. With this being said Titus asked the most basic question any Vaizard could answer without hesitation.

"Yea follow me." He said as he motioned with his hand. He started walking down the walkways of Venice, making sure the man didn't get behind him and keep hm in eyesight. "So Whats your name and order?" Titus said as he walked. "You may want to exit your Gigai too, unless you want people seeing you talk to the air."

Titus could have cared less about the names name, it was his response to his order that would decide his next actions. If he answered wrong he was still a shinigami struggling with his inner hollow that was building inside him. Titus couldn't tell if the balance was shifting just yet, if he was a shinigami it wouldn't be long before he underwent hollowfication. He guessed the man had little bit more than a day. he now waited to see what the man said as he keep walking, slowly making his way to the darker side of town where less people where located just in case something happened.

Nikitio looked at Titus. He needed to get information. This question was asked rather carefully. Either he was genuinely curious, or he was onto Nikitio. He supposed he could also have always known, but that wasn't likely. The past words spoken didn't suggest this. Nikitio's brain moved quickly. He needed to come up with a response to satisfy this man. He needed information. He just smiled nervously and allowed a slight blush to creep onto his cheeks. He did this by remembering an embarrassing moment in his life. That one memory alone allowed the blush to creep up on him. He got out of his gigai and stretched a bit. His clothes were still the same. He knew he'd probably need to leave the gigiai, and he didn't want to have everyone knowing his was still a Captain. "None to be honest. I am new at this whole thing still. Haven't been introduced into this new life yet." Hopefully that answer would satisfy the man.

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Titus was somewhat worried bout this answer and he was still on the edge with this man. Again the words didn't sound right. the word "none" implied there were more than the current two orders of the vaizard. He keep walking down the darkening ally just in case he had to fight the man. He was out of his gigia now so his blades were visible.

"You never gave me your name," Titus began to say, "How long have you been away from Soul Society?" he finished as he still stayed walking beside him.

This was the ultimate question. A vaizard representative can locate new Vaizards within 3 days time. If this man was really what he said he would have meet a man by the name Rain. If not the man was lying and he was still a member of the gotei.


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