Lugia exists??!?!?!

It was a dreary morning in Antarctica. The clouds moved slowly as the old Espada stood on a burg of ice. His arms folded and for the first time in a year, he wore his blade at the left side of his waist. His head raised toward the clear sky with a hint of dark clouds in them. Penguins waddled along beside him as he stopped looking at the clear sky and watched them dive into the icy waters of Antarctica. Yup, he was on the continent of Antarctica. A cold desolate place. As he watched the penguins swim, a huge wall jutted out of the deep waters and swallowed half of them. It was a killer whale. Hunter jumped leaving a circle of smoke around the place he once stood on.

Floating or suspended within the skies, he kept his arms folded and watched the penguins panic. Then a beast of the sea swallowed them all. It was... Lugia. Unfolding his arms from his chest and taking out a card from his right front pocket, it was the picture of the beast and some techniques listed under the drawing. Dropping it, he said " I knew it existed." nodding along, he wore his usual attire. White pants, shoes, diving watch, and a white sleeveless shirt. A bit plain, but it worked. Walking on air as it seemed, he jumped and landed on another burg of ice.

Raising his reiatsu just for fun, it was crushed into pure ice and the pieces spread as he jumped again. Landing on another and doing the same thing and over and over again. It was fun really. Destroying burgs of ice solely with his epic reiatsu.

[ Deal with it. ]

Kutsu walked silently along the long, stretching continent of Antarctica. Infinite cold spread upon this desolate wasteland, no sign of life except for certain species that lived upon this land. The snow spread on for miles, only to be replaced by ice, and cold dirt. The skies above loomed darkly, no sign of breaking to allow the sunlight through. The freezing temperatures were inescapable as far as Kutsu was concerned. However, that didn't matter, as the cold didn't bother him - not one bit. He walked forward still, uncaring, not even twitching or the occasional "Brrr" from the cold. He simply sipped at his hot coffee, the steam coming from the liquid endlessly as it dissipated. It wouldn't stay hot for long, so he finished by the time he reached the small disturbance. It seemed that, an arrancar, was out causing chaos in the antarctic plains. Destroying glaciers with merely his reiatsu, an easily accomplished feat. However, it was much of a waste. If this is what they had to resort to for fun in this day and time, there was truly something sad about them. It was quite surprisingly, however, that expression never met Kutsu's face. Surprise was not a factor that worked into his everyday expressions. In fact, his everyday expression was nothing at all. The cold, intense stare that earned his nickname 'The Eyes of Truth', to see through any lie, and break most people on eye contact. He didn't appear very intimidating, except for the fact he was seven foot five, and had a large frame, he was normal. His hair blew loosely in the cold antarctic winds, as he dropped his coffee cup, letting it fly away only to land in the southern ocean and be carried away by the currents. Approaching the arrancar, he was still at least a mile away, getting closer with each step forward. This was going to turn into a fight soon, he knew it would, so he would prepare himself by simply observing as he moved closer and closer. The taste of sugar and coffee staining his tongue as he continued.

The young or old Espada known as Daichi thought to himself "A constrained reiatsu. Interesting." finally stopping his destruction of glaciers and standing still on one of them. Turning around, he saw the person. Eyeing him carefully with his Asian eyes, he wondered about him. A man. A gay one from the looks of it from far away. It was cold as he urged to fight and began biting the nails of his right index finger and ended up biting his skin and blood dripped. A sudden burst of reiatsu as he couldn't control it and a large cero was sent swirling toward the gay person. From left to right and from right to left and it was almost impossible to shoot.

Daichi said aloud " It was an accident!" as he shrugged and dropped on the icy ground and sat Indian Style. The Gran Rey Cero would be enough to destroy that side of the ice burg, but shinigami were so skilled in running away it'd be an easy task to dodge something like that from long range. Though it was near impossible to actually destroy before coming into contact because it was active and never gave up and kept on swirling. Marveling at the awesome color of his Cero. I mean, it was a joyful little thing. Not so little, but he called it little compared to Cero Oscuras. A glorious Cero, but the ones who did know how to use it were banned from using it in Las Noches.

So boring. Wait, he was the Cero Espada. He could relinquish that rule. Wow, being the ruler of all hollows was epic. Nodding at that, he had a thirst for coffee. A small cappuccino with sugar was too die for.

Suddenly, there was a burst of energy, and an apologetic scream. What a wonderful way to start the morning. Flash stepping to the side, Kutsu would be far enough away to not get hit by the Cero, and he flash stepped again so that he was about twenty meters from the arrancar who was now sitting indian style and admiring his ability. Now that Kutsu was closer, his reiatsu could be felt more, the distance making it appear as if it were being restrained by one of the idiotic seals of the soul society. What was the point in sending out your military with handicaps when the stronger people were there? You'd think they would be smart enough to send them out at full power. Luckily, Kutsu had deceived them into believing he had already gotten a seal before leaving, making his way out quickly. Now that he was here, he might as well figure out what the hell was going on as he somehow, unexpectedly, pulled out a small cappuccino with sugar from his trenchcoat. He'd been saving it, and it was perfectly preserved in his jacket, heat and all. Not a single drop spilled on the way over. Taking a single sip, he looked at the arrancar, attempting to make contact. "I'm not interested in starting a fight, so I'll simply ask you what the hell you are doing out here so that I can leave." He waited for an answer, with a dead, emotionless stare at his possible opponent. This wouldn't be a fun fight, as he could feel the uncontrolled power of the arrancar.

His eyes locked unto the cup of coffee. Smelling the steam which came from the hot beverage, he was hypnotized by it. He hadn't had a drink of cappuccino in ages and he felt that he should start drinking them. Not to mention it was quite cold and he wanted to take a sip. Daichi stood up properly and seemed like he was straightening an imaginary tie and said " I will tell you if you give me that cup of coffee." looking seriously at the shinigami.

He had no deep hatred for them, but he just liked the taste of them. This person was quite tall, and it was a surprise he was able to flash step that far with all that weight. Hunter, barely above six feet looked up at the man and he said " Your seal... It's gone, isn't it? Tell me. What's your business here? Looking for a creature whose name starts with an L perhaps?" as the Cero Espada, he could do anything he wished and as such, he needn't not an emergency super important reason to visit Antarctica. He simply wanted to watch the sky.

That was one of his messed up traits since that caused an inability to want to attack or defend. In truth, he left all the work to the other Espada while he chilled... Literally. The seals which Shinigami used in order to 'protect' the souls which wandered around... Useless really. The Espada understood why they required Gigai though. In fact, he was in favor of using them, but the parliament of arrancars which consisted of twenty three wise arrancars from all over Hueco Mundo ruled it out.

Kutsu was just ever so slightly surprised at the request in exchange for information. For the first time in twenty years, he raised his left eyebrow at the arrancar in response. As perplexing as it was being asked for a small cup of cappuccino, he willingly handed it over to the arrancar, the entire cup still full except for a very small fraction of an ounce in which he had sipped.

In all honesty, Kutsu knew he was only out here because the shinigami wanted to make sure he wasn't fucking shit up. And it was Antarctica anyway, what in the hell could he possibly do to Antarctica? Blow up some ice? Well, he already did that. If he really wanted to be a jackass, he'd use his most powerful technique and destroy the continent. But that would fuck with the humans, and then people would assume aliens did shit, and things wouldn't go down so well with Obama. That reminded Kutsu, he needed to find a way to kill that man. It'd go on his 'To-Do' list. For now, he needed to concentrate on this arrancar, in which he had given his coffee to in exchange for somewhat cheap information.

Lowering his eyebrow after the moment it had been raised, he left his thoughts, and waited for the answer in which he would be given. "It's all yours. And yes, it is gone. My business here is to check up on you. A beast, with a name that starts with L? No, I'm not looking for the monster from that childrens game." He'd answered all the questions consecutively at once. Simple, and easy.

Taking the cup of coffee and chugging it down and gulping about half of the cup of coffee, he suddenly dropped the coffee on the cold ground and started yelling abruptly with his tongue out and it was red from the burning. WHY?!?!??! The Espada said " Where do you heat your coffee? In a volcano?" going down on his knees and scraping snow from the ground and wiping it unto his rather swollen tongue and then spitting it out.

He stood up and put on a steel flat face and appeared to be straightening yet another damn tie. Nodding, he said " I am here cause I wish to watch the skies. As an Arrancar, others despise me for doing so, but as the ruler of all hollows.... They die if they complain." a deadly smirk appeared on his face as it went from smiling like an idiot to demon bastard. His reiatsu being raised suddenly as the burg of ice broke and it split up into pieces separating the two people and a vortex swirled in the water between them as the two burgs of ice started swirling and then Lugia erupted from the middle and the swirling stopped.

Going back down into the water, Daichi said " SEE! IT DOES EXIST!" his voice a bit shakened from the coffee still.

A rather.. unexpected answer from the arrancar. Still, it now seemed something new was happening. Oh, and this was the leader of them all. What.. a not so shocking surprise. Kutsu always knew he would be disappointed when he found the leader. Sighing slightly, he jumped back as the beast suddenly broke up though the ice, splitting them apart. Kutsu has gotten the answer he needed, and wasn't interested in sticking around for things to go further. Somehow, in some way, perhaps out of mod space, he pulled out another cappuccino and set it on the iceberg for the arrancar. Then, he jumped again, moving at a slow walk away from the area, to head back to soul society with the information. "What a waste of time.." He would reach into his jacket, pulling out his book on Shinigami Psychology and reading at page 523, out of 2512, where he had left off. As he walked, a Seikamon appeared a short distance in front of him, the doors opening and he continued reading as he walked into the Dangai World.

The young man watched the Japanese style doors close behind the person as Daichi said to himself " The 6th Division Captain seems to be a serious person and holds great strength. Report finished." a dot appeared in front of him and it grew as it ended up looking like teeth opening. A smirk appeared on his face as the cup of coffee fell over and it spilled into the cold waters and he entered the Garganta and said " Coffee, huh?" closing behind him it made an epic sound.

[ Exit. ]