Anyone [ But Iza ]

It was a regular day in the White Sand Desert. Dreary mostly. It gave of a nice feeling to some of the new residents of the desert, but to the ones that have lived their for over a hundred years, it was sickening. Though, Daichi did like the good life there with the Shinigami not daring to attack and they merely continued doing their lame job killing small fry hollows. If they were really strong, they would do a gutsy yet rather stupid move like attack Hueco Mundo. Unfortunately, attacks like that never went as planned. It always failed or something like that. A small bumpy line appeared in the middle of air. Soon, it appeared as teeth and it opened with an awful noise. Jumping out of it and landed on the soft sand as Dude sank into the sand until it went to his ankles. Jumping again and landing on a boulder, he felt hot. After being used to the climate of Antarctica, it was so hot here. He felt like he was burning.

Ripping off his shirt, it reminded him of the coffee burn on his awesome tongue. Sighing, he started walking gracefully on the hard parts of the sand and didn't sink totally. He really needed to do something else. Making a mental note to have some of the lowly Arrancars install an air conditioning system, he continued his handsome stride through the desert sweating so much that he left a wet trail behind him as he walked awesomely. Maybe visit the Menos Forest? In the old days, that place was fun. Filled with lost Shinigami which lurked through out the den of hollows in which Daichi toyed with. It wasn't like him to have so much free time, I mean... He only has two days off, and it wasn't like when he was a Fraccion. That was true. He wasn't treated like shit, but was feared. Only Shinigami were foolish or ignorant enough to treat him like that.

He enjoyed the good days trying to fight a lot of them shinigami in the realm of the living, but they never sent any Lieutenants or Captains anymore. That was truly boring. Raising the reiatsu which he restrained and causing the sand to form a whole around him for a couple of seconds until he reverted it back to its normal restrained way. Whistling like a jackass since he recently learned the technique to whistle.

Drake traveled through the lifeless desert, with the intent of finding something interesting. So far he hadn't any luck. He searched the area, scouting for someone worth his time, but with no luck. He kicked up the sand in a angry outburst, "Damn this place!" he shouted. Drake didn't really like it here in Hueco Mundo, there were only hollow and arrancar, nothing new or different. Nothing excited ever happened in this area, but then again this was the place for the "fallen" souls. Drake put on his evil grin, he was one of those "fallen" souls, and boy did he enjoy being one.

As Drake continued to walk, he would close in on another arrancar in the distance. Drake smirked, as he then took his blade and slung it over his shoulder that it rested diagonally. The hollow man disappeared with a sonido faster than what most arrancar could produce. Drake then stood a couple feet away from the mysterious arrancar who's entire body was wet as if he just got out of the ocean. Drake wanted to have some fun and didn't have any qualms about attacking someone he did not know at all. Drake hadn't really intended to end up in the desert but the confines of the dome were just too annoying for him. After all he didn't like to be surrounded by weak people so for the time being he was out here

Drake folded his arms across his bare chest, and stared forward into the open desert area. "So, why is someone like you all out here alone?" he asked looking at the man. He had no idea where this conversation would go, so he decided to be casual about it and make it apparent that he didn't care whether the other man would answer or not. He just needed something to do, and the arrancar was going to make this man fight him whether he liked it or not.

Ah, yes. A mighty puny reiatsu appeared. It was puny and it could be crushed with Hunter's enormous reiatsu. Disappearing in a quick blur, Daichi appeared from behind the man with his sword already in hand as he raised it with intent to slash it down upon the head of the man to split it in half. A sound was made as he watched his opponent's face and he quickly slashed it down upon him.

[ Not in the mood. ]

[ I thought it was going to be hand to hand combat but if we're using swords then prepare for pain!!! >D]

Drake stood still watching the man for what seemed endless moments as the sand swirled around them by the wind. The espada was losing his temper already which was causing his reiatsu to leak out in considerable amounts. The wind became more violent while tossing up large tufts of sand that blew all around in a maelstrom of spiritual pressure. Not soon after that did he see quick movement in front of him from the other arrancar. Drake had to admit that the man was quite fast but with that speed he could track it with his eyes. The cuatra espada drew his sword with his right hand and raised to block the slash coming from above. The quickdraw was not something most people could witness with their eyes and for a normal human it would see the sword appeared from nowhere. The two blades clashed in a shower of sparks with a resonating boom spreading through the area. Drake had to admit that the strength of the mysterious arrancar was definitely no joke. The arrancar grinned maliciously as his sword came back and swung with blinding speed in a horizontal manner. The attack was aimed at the abdomen of the other man with monstrous power. "Cmon entertain me!"

Drake was surprised by the sheer hardness of the mysterious man's skin as he was unable to cut through the skin. It seemed that the espada had underestimated the person before before him but this would be the last time doing so. A pressure on his left shoulder like an iron tight grip was beginning to irritate him. The arrancar wondered why he was being grabbed now since they were both too close for either to try and dodge a hit. Drake was actually getting happier since he found someone who he could really cut loose with. All the others were too weak for his taste since they died no matter how much he held back.

After being grabbed a slash was accompanied along with it but it was no ordinary slash and if not dodged could greatly injure him. Without wasting a second Drake moved his blade to parry the slash that came at his shoulder by attacking the lower base of the sword. The arrancar clashed again with the other arrancar causing the blade to narrowly miss his shoulder. The blade struck the ground instead causing a large mushroom cloud of sound to raise into the air. The cloud obscured both of their views but would not do so for long. Drake took the time to break the hold and jumped backwards into the air out of the cloud.

As the dust settled it seemed that the other arrancar was chuckling at something and so was Drake but their reasons were different. "Oh god you have no idea how long I've waited for someone to play with as much as I wanted to. You see all my other toys broke. Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha but you......oh yes you shall be my greatest prize. I'll be sure to make you suffer slowly and humiliate you for thinking you can take on the espada. Maybe I should bring your head back to show around? Now come on arrancar come play with me some more!" The last part was shouted out in complete excitement as the battle hungry man waited showing complete murderous intent in his eyes.