Thoughts...

[Shun]

A young man was walking slowly with both hands in his pockets down the street of the world called Gaia.By the looks of him you could guest he was about 17-18 years old.He had blonde messy hair that seemed if he didn't comb it this morning.Along with his blonde hair is his most noticeable feature was his light emerald eyes that seemed to glow in the moonlight at night.He was quite dress as he was wearing a black suit with a white shirt underneath.He was wearing a red tie,black leather gloves,black pants,and black shoes.

His eyes seem to observe his surroundings.People,stores,and more people.He walked right through the people not bumping into any of them.He thought that would be rude of him to do.He could hear the chatters of people as the laughed seeeming to happy.He sighed as he showed no emotion.He continued to walk down the street with his head low as his hair shadowed his eyes.

Some of the ladies were pointing at him as they smiled and giggled right infront of him.The man didn't show any reaction towards it.A small boy ran into him as he fell back on the ground from the impact."HEY! WATCH WERE YOU'RE GOING"the little boy yelled.The man stopped and looked down on him."Sorry"He said walking around the boy.

Thoughts came back into the man as he placed both hands behind his head and started to tremble.He was having flashbacks of people who hated everything about him,but the didn't say anything because they were all dead.The man remembered pulling the trigger,snapping their necks,and throwing a small blade towards their head as the blood splatter all over him.He placed his right hand on a nearby wall as he kept his balance from falling over.His left palm rested on his forhead for quite sometime.He slightly turned a bit so his back was leaning on the wall.Those thoughts keep coming back to me He thought.

Nothing was more terrifying then seeing those faces again.He rested for a while as he kept leaning on the wall.His eyes seem to stare at every person that passed by.They don't know how lucky they are.None of them would want to be want to be where I am right now. He thought as his chest started to feel.He eyes twitched in pain as his right hand was on his chest."Why me?"he said still in pain.He could feel the sweat drops coming down on his cheeks.Eventually it stopped and the man started to pant catching his breath.He leaned his head back a bit so it was leanning on the wall now as he took another deep breath

[L]

"You don't look too good. Need any help?" A voice had said. Standing in front of the man was L. He wore a brown hat with the sides falling over his ears. He wore a brown coat as well, closed together by a belt around L's neck. The collar around it was closed that his mouth was covered. Black sunglasses hanged loose on his face so that it dropped to cover only the bottom half of his eyes. Messy brown hair covered most of his right eye, while his left was bare. The eyes seemed soul less, and his voice was cold and uncaring.

As L stood in front of the man, the busy people of the city went around him as they walked past the duo. There was no explanation for this, but their was a dark aura around L that gave off a feeling of unwelcome towards anyone around him. The women who were gossiping freely stopped when they looked at L, only continuing when he was no longer in sight. The area felt uneasy as long as the mercenary stood there.

The same boy who bumped into the man bumped into L as well. Yelling the same remark to him. Only this time, it was different. As soon as the kid turned around to leave, L turned around himself and grabbed the young kid himself. He reached down into the kid's pocket and took out a wallet. "Don't get caught next time when you pickpocket another." Then he let go, the kid laughing nervously before speeding off. L looked into his wallet to make sure nothing was stolen, then put it back into his pocket.

He turned back to the man and smiled, although it could not be seen under the collar. L stood professionally, already giving off details of his profession that if the man was smart enough could catch. And like always, L didn't bother if the man knew. His smile turned into a grin, the creases of his mouth could be seen a little bit above the collar. He took out his hand and offered it to the man to shake.

"I am L."

[Shun]

The young man looked at L who was offering to help.Feeling his dark aura that consumed L made the man feel uneasy,but he still tok L's hand and shook it."Thank you,but I'm quite alright I just didn't get much sleep thats all."The man said as he smirked a bit."I am Shun Urahara."he said with observing L.His face,clothes,hair,height,and eyes were all observed by Shun's eyes.He smiled again "I see you're no ordinary person by the looks and presence of that dark aura you give off"Shun said

Shun observed the people behind L,who ran off feeling so uneasy when they saw L.Probably because of his cold appearance,but it didn't bother Shun to much as he gave off a dark aura as well knowing L would pick it up in a second.Shun,felt perfectly fine with this man as he guess he wouldn't start fights much.Even if L was cold he still was calm even after he caught the little boy pickpocketing him.

[bladedwind]

Infero walked down the street, looking for the town tavern. He had just finished a number of errands, and need a place to simply relax and drink a glass of wine. As he turned the corner, Infero noticed two individuals talking with one another. Both seemed a little strange, but one of them caught Infero's attention. He gave off a strong dark aura, the likes of which he hadn't seen since he beat Chaos a year ago. Infero broke into a small sweat, which one could not see thanks to his red hat.

[BlackEcho]

Vincent is standing on the edge of one of the small building, his arm crossed as his crimson eyes scanned the area. It seemed like a normal night, as always, watching the groups of families walk through the busy square. His maroon-colored cloak covered most of his tall body, and the bottom half of his face, where tight buckles held it in place. Long, messy black hair fell down to his waist line, also held up by a long headband. One hand was held in a golden gauntlet, while the other was merely gloves, which would probably make him stand out in a crowd.

He shifted his gaze to the moon, his expressionless gaze examining it for a moment before he turned back to the crowd. He then spotted two people near a wall, one of them gave him an uneasy feeling. He raised a brow slightly, mouth set in a tight frown.