1x1 with Ichigo shirosaki - untitled atm

[DarkMudkip]

Ichigo stared at him, a bit surprised, "Um...Are you ok?"

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

Shiro looked around before he shuffled to the couch, seeing as not much movement was involved to shuffle to the couch, and sat down. "Yeah. Just a dream. Thats all." he replied.

[DarkMudkip]

Ichigo frowned, "What kind of dream?"

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

"That I was fighting someone. But I couldn't place who it was and it felt so real. But it was just a dream. I'm sure it meant nothing." shiro replied.

[DarkMudkip]

"Fighting someone? Like who?"

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

"I don't know. I couldn't place them but it felt like I knew them and that they somehow knew me and my fighting style." shiro replied.

[DarkMudkip]

Ichigo frowned, "Weird..."

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

Shiro looked around now trying to figure out how long he had been out cold.

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

((Errr bump? Were are chu mudkip?))

The rest of the night passed by raather quickly and morning arrived. Shiro was at urahara's shouten once more training althought he knew he was getting looks from the shopkeeper and his assistance and was only waiting for one of them to ask what was up and why the h*** he was an arrancar but once the question came up h ignored it and continued to train but rather harshly.

[DarkMudkip]

((I went away because Writer's Block is a b*tch...))
Ichigo sat at school, bored, and ignored the stares he recieved. He was concidered an even worse ruffian now for the fight he had with Remora over Shiro. Keigo moved towards him and frowned. "Where's Shirosaki, Ichigo?" "He dropped out..." "Why!?" "Drama..."