Kira had finally once again made it to the real world. He hadn't the clue why he went this way, or on the route he took. Asians weren't his thing, but he needed out of Hueco Mundo, he made sure that once here, he would take it easy in an off Island where people took their vacation.

Kira didn't like sand too much, so he stood around fifteen feet above the sand looking off into the ocean. The waves made him envious, he wished he could be as free as that. No troubles... Everything set out for him. 'This is odd.' is what he said to himself, and finally the other voice spoke to him as well. 'What is?' said God. 'That you hadn't made fun of my thinking.'

'I don't see the need.' said God once more. Shrugging off God's un-interest in him at the moment, he sighed. His new life was starting to get boring.

Break. A time to get away from school and go out to have fun. This came as a much needed vacation for Hotaru, who seemed to spend most of her time indoors due to the perpetual rain that came with school. For now though, the young Quincy was sitting on the front stair of the inn that she was staying in, fanning herself with a paper fan.

"So nice to get away from the rain and into the sun for some beachy fun~. I wonder if I can just relax like this the whole time...maybe even get a tan from taking in the sun."

Deciding that her time could be better spent doing something other than lazing around on the steps, Hotaru grabbed a towel and began to walk toward the beach.

Taking a look down to the ocean once more, he looked back over to the shore and saw a woman walking down to the shore. Quickly he went to dash away, but then he remembered. 'Humans can't see me! Hah! Silly me!' Slowly he lowered a tad, and used sonido to appear behind the woman.

His reiatsu was concealed at the moment, and he chuckled to himself. This would be fun. "Hey." he said to the woman. Knowing the woman would not reply back at all, he chuckled once more. Not expecting for her to react to him.

Upon hearing a voice behind her as she approached the water, Hotaru spun around quickly to find that there was someone behind her. Up until this point she had been alone in the area, at least as far as she was aware. Though she was there to have fun the appearance of this odd person had the girl put her guard up. Mostly he looked like a normal human but there was an aspect that almost resembled hollows. Unsure on what to expect, she held her right, gloved hand out as though ready to call forth her bow.

"Who are you? Or should I say what are you?"

His eyes widened just as the woman had turned. Suddenly he jumped back, quickly unsheathing his sword. "Shinigami!?" He questioned quickly. God laughed inside his head once more, being able to tell what she was, but he wasn't telling Kira.

Kira concentrated closely and he slipped his reiatsu through the ground and made a clone four feet diagonally across from her which also had his sword unsheathed and in his hand. The form which Kira held his sword was odd as well... He held it in reverse and the blade pointed behind him. "Don't move, are you a Shinigami?" God chuckled again.

As he jumped back and drew his sword, Hotaru became more wary of the being. So much for a peaceful vacation, it would seem. Before she could manifest her bow through her gloved hand however, he told her not to move and questioned what she was. So it was on her guard that Hotaru now stood. If he made a move she would form her bow with an arrow but for now it was like a showdown, her arm outstretched and the stranger with his sword drawn.

"I'm no Shinigami. I am one of the Quincy. Now you can return the favor and tell me what you are. Hollow?"

"I hope you are telling the truth. Quincy? You kill our kind and don't even absolve them." Before she even blinked he had already used sonido to get behind her. The blade at her throat and a hand at her back his clone was now in front of her.

"Give me one good reason not to kill you?"

"Yes. I'm a Quincy."

Hotaru froze as she felt the presence of a blade at her neck. He had moved behind her again. The speed at which he moved suggested that he was much stronger than she was, which was likely true. She was still training after all. With the blade to her neck she was then surprised to see another version of him standing in front of her during this confrontation. Though she was a bit afraid of the being and could feel her heart race, she did well to not show emotions as she gave her response.

"From your response you must be a hollow. But I didn't come here to fight nor train. I just came here to relax. But still I have no excuses for how we deal with your kind. If you had wanted to kill me though why would you be asking for a reason not to when you clearly could have done so easily by now?"

"To say this kindly... I am very nice for a hollow, I'm an Arrancar, I don't run on instinct. I have another side of me, a different person in me. He isn't very kind." Placing his hand on her shoulder, he slowly slid the sword nearer her throat, then pushed it up to her cheek.

"I wouldn't want him coming up. Now please, give me a legitimate reason to allow a Quincy as yourself to live? Even Shinigami despise you. You break the balance of life. I felt your heart beat, it escalated when I put my sword to your throat. Can't bluff your way through this."

Another clone of her appeared directly in front of her beside the other. She was a mirror image and had everything in her appearance in reverse. This was created to just mess with her mind some more.

When the blade was adjusted Hotaru still made no move. She soon saw a clone of herself appear, oddly enough which made her question just what sort of abilities this arrancar had. Though the adrenaline rush had begun she didn't fight or make a move to flee. She was already within his grasp after all.

"So this is kindness? You have a unique way of showing it. And no Shinigami that I have met yet has despised me so I don't know where you get such information. I do what it is that I do to protect other humans and believe it makes a difference to save their souls which your kind devour. Is there something wrong with that? I will never apologize for being a Quincy nor beg for my life and I take pride in being one, despite what you may feel about us."