Living life as if it was my last day ++

[Uchiha Ibiki]

Why Thunder A tall, delicatly toned man thought, making his way past the gates his head held high. The day had started off boring, and even so Z had found himself pondering a solution to his matter. When nothing of course came up, he was forced to rely upon the Hokage who at the time had already assigned the young jounin a mission. Sadly it was a mission in which he could not refuse. Sighing heavily as he remembered his last occurrence with the elders, Z entered a shop. It was a very busy shop, the costumers all being people who loved varies things. Z, despite the fact of being on a mission, decided to take some off and enjoy the village as it was. Strutting over to the owner, he asked a few questions and smiled. "Thanks old man!" he laughed, his voice calm and stern yet still in a way childish. Within a time period of 5 minutes, Z had made his way to the only hot springs in the village. "Haha! There's alot of girls here! Awesome!" he grinned, taking out a kunai and poking a hole right through the wall. Changing his position, he peered through the whole and watched as the many women swam around.

[» kiore urahara.]

somewhere that isn't anywhere
. }} G L A D Y . B E Y O N D {{ .
to a place far from home

Kiore had been in one of her more brighter moods, as of late. Having already started on her newest technique, and close to mastering it, she'd found that even she deserved some time off. Of course, Cloud-sensei wouldn't be hearing about it. She was just thankful he wasn't as observant as Zaraki, or Kajaal. And so, Kiore had come to the conclusion that the Village of Thunder was the only neutral place she could actually be in, without shinobi trying to tear her head off. Though, she still took measures to insure that no one would recognize her as a missing-nin, of such. Her forehead protector that would normally be tied around her thy, just above where her black boots ended, was missing. Without it, she looked like your average teenage shinobi. Because, of course, she wasn't going to strip herself of a weapons pouch and a few scrolls - though the much larger of them was left at the base.

It hadn't taken much to actually get into the village; all she had had to do was smile and be cute. Walking down the streets, Kiore took in her surroundings with an observant expression. Acting curious, as one might if they were new to the village. Kiore was new, yes, but she just wasn't entirely interested. Though, she figured, that she may as well act normal - and not draw attention to herself. Kiore doubted her name would be in the bingo books, but if chance came and a Konoha ninja was around to recognize her - because recognizable, she surely was - the kunoichi didn't want to deal with a whole village. Running wasn't her style, but stupidity wasn't either.

She spotted the male a while after entering the village, having wandered further into it, and to places where there wasn't many people. Behind a fence, and definitely looking at something with interest. Kiore rolled her eyes, once she recognized the giggles from behind the fence, to be that of females. Figures, she smirked, using her stealth to sneak up to his side, Kiore down crouched beside him. "Wha'cha looking at, yeah?" she asked innocently, a lopsided, cute grin on her face as her crimson red eyes danced with amusement.

[Uchiha Ibiki]

Ohhh....ahhh....oHHH! Z chuckled inwardly, watching as the now almost completely nude women started playing around with each other. In fact, the sight of these women had made Z completely drift off having not noticed a newcomer next to him, despite his high ranking in Konoha. Wha'cha looking at, yeah?" a person said, Z now moving away from the hole to take a glance at the mysterious person. "A girl!" he yelped, following the screams by the women who had just plainly heard him scream.

"Ah...I'm....doing...some research," he stated, forcing his full attention on the girl who had just, by chance found his peeping. This indeed was the first time he had ever been caught by a girl, nonetheless a pretty girl. "Yeah just some research...." he decided to add on, flicking on a fake smile to lure the girl away from ratting him out. He stood up deeming that it was no use peeping, with a girl watching his every move. "Ya' know, you look familiar..whats your name?" he asked, scratching the little patch of hair previously grown during his time traveling around Suna.

[» kiore urahara.]

somewhere that isn't anywhere
. }} G L A D Y . B E Y O N D {{ .
to a place far from home

Kiore giggled at the scene, refraining from shouting 'pervert' to warn the women; at the moment, she didn't want him running away, finding that perhaps this could be fun. Though, that all but disappeared when she saw his forehead protector, stating him as a ninja of Konoha. Sh*t, she mentally cursed - though the cute grin on her face didn't falter, and she kept the angelic demeanor. I should have checked on that first, yeah. Here's hoping he doesn't know me. She might have seen him around the village, though she definitely didn't know his name.

His stuttered response to her question had her giggling all over again. "Research, ne?" she glanced at the hole, and then back at him. Hands clasped behind her back, she tilted her head to the side. "So that's what they're calling it, these days, eh?" Kiore chimed, obviously amused though inside, she was still worrying about him recognizing her. A good sign was, though, that he hadn't attacked yet. "Me, really?" she feigned innocence. "Nope, I don't think so," she pretended to inspect his face, leaning forward with a pout. "My name?" she racked her brain; deciding on leaving her last name, out. The Urahara Clan was known, of course. She'd rather keep it simple, for now, rather then have to spin a few white lies.

"Kiore."

[Uchiha Ibiki]

"Mhm, research." he ensured her, squinting his eyes to take a better look at her. She was still giving him that cute grin of hers, it in itself was making his mind go crazy. "I've been caught, oh what shall I do now..." he muttered under his breath, his pure blue eyes still fixated on the girl. "Kiore....." he began, searching the name through his mind. "Nope never herd of ya'. d**n, I remember all beautiful faces but for some reason I cant stick my tongue on you." Finally removing his eyes off her, he retrieved a black book from his pouch and proceeded to open it. Stopping at a page where a small picture of a girl rested, he smiled, looking up and down at her repeatedly.

"I guess I don't know you." he smirked sarcasticly, placing the book back in its rightful place. "So Kiore, what brings you too such a place? Was it my handsome face that attracted you to me?"

[Really short. My posts will be better after I get some sleep. Byes until tommorow.]

[» kiore urahara.]

somewhere that isn't anywhere
. }} G L A D L Y . B E Y O N D {{ .
to a place far from home

The grin turned into more of a slight smirk, though her eyes still swam with amusement. Relaxing her posture as she rocked back on her heels to get a better look at him - her short stature, once again, being a problem - as she crossed her arms casually, under her chest. he had nice eyes, she would admit. And the build of any fit shinobi. And hair, of course. Most of the men she met, knew or saw had good hair. She wondered if they actually had to put any effort into getting it like that. D*mn males with their d*mn hair that's always so much better then mine, she inwardly huffed, opting for leaning against the wooden fence. Casual, all very casual. She couldn't help but snicker to herself when he took out the black book. And oh, she hoped that wasn't an attempt at a compliment, much less a pick up line. Renji, after all, had picked up an interest in the young Urahara - so she'd basically heard them all. She was glad, though, when he finalized that no, he didn't know her. That made it easier on her.

She chuckled at his next words, though. And shook her head - thinking she better not encourage him with a blush, that she could have so easily faked. "I'll just let you think that, for your benefit," she said, inclining her head to the fence, and as to what was behind it and what he had been doing. Really, she hadn't had this much fun in weeks. Cloud, whenever he was around, was as good as a rock - and even there, she'd had better conversations. And Reno and Shaden weren't exactly the best in the whole act of socialism, either. Kiore didn't even want to think about the time she'd tried talking to herself.

[Uchiha Ibiki]

Sadly the smirk turned into a grin at her comment, it was almost as if she was asking to be hit on, yet when on as if she hadnt herd him. Very odd... he thought, merely glancing oh so easily at her body. She had rare crimson red eyes, black hair and had a body just right for a female shinobi. Testing his own ability to stray away from her personal body parts, he chuckled deeming the situation he was now in very interesting. Nonetheless, by the time his eyes had cracked a peek at her chest, he had already turned around, hiding the redness that currently filled his tanned white skin. "Lovely" he uttered to himself.

She reminded him, oddly enough, of his sister. Not that he would flirt with his sister, but the remembrance was due to the fact of her personality was calm and collected. "So...um wanna' venture around town and do something? I dont like wandering around a village by myself." he asked, slipping his hand into his pocket while awaiting from the strangers answer.

[» kiore urahara.]

somewhere that isn't anywhere
. }} G L A D L Y . B E Y O N D {{ .
to a place far from home

As a ninja, even one like Kiore, you were trained to be aware of everything, to see everything. And she definitely didn't miss the looks from the male, whom she still hadn't a name for, and couldn't help but tone it down a bit. It came naturally, that whole flirtatious gig, one of the faults in the whole package deal she got for a personality. Kajaal had always tried to steer her away from any chances where she could flirt, and Renji had always tried to get her to use it. Right now, though, she figured it wouldn't be too good to lead him in the wrong direction. Innocent fun for her, could sometimes mean different things. She snickered at her memory of the last time she had decided to have a chat with Akuzu. Amusing at the most, she could always get a reaction from him. No matter how much he claimed to be a statue.

Kiore resumed her more calmer, withdrawn personality. Still smiling, but not so much of the brilliance of her earlier smiles and overall looks. "Heh, I suppose that'd be interesting," she nodded, "can I get a name, first, though?" she asked, hands now stuffed in her pockets as she abandoned her place at the fence in favor of standing a few steps away from the male - facing towards the town, though.

ooc;; I think I might kill my brain.
Possibly with a rusty spork.
Perhaps, a blunt knife.
Preferably a chainsaw.