Drabble 1: First Sight
"Let me guess, Shinigami?" I acknowledged the white haired boy blandly. He turned to look at me, slight surprise in his turquoise eyes.
"You can see me?" He questioned with a raised eyebrow.
"Mmhmm. I've been able to see you guys for a long time." I chuckled; the concept of not being able to see Shinigami or other spirits seemed foreign to me.
"I'm one of Ichigo's friends by the way. I'm guessing you know him." He nodded, his defenses lowering slightly.
"I'm surprised I haven't seen you before today If you know Kurosaki." he responded, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
"I go to a different High School then they do." I replied simply, studying him more thoroughly. He was different then Ichigo's other rather loud Shinigami friends, that much I could tell. His odd colored eyes appeared friendly, but seemed distant and hazed; it was difficult to look away from them. The contrast between his tanned skin and white hair made him stand out even more, if that was possible. He also seemed rather young to be a shinigami, appearing no older (or taller) than me.
"That white Haori means you're a captain right?" He nodded.
"...Aren't you a little young for that?"
His irritation was instant.
"No. Aren't you a little young to be in High School?" He countered smugly.
"I'm fifteen jack-ass. And at least I'm taller than your chibi butt." I said with a smirk. A vein in his forehead throbbed; That seemed to have gotten to him...
"You're shorter than me!" He barked back, his face now inches from mine.
"Pfft yea. Hair doesn't count chibi!"
"I am not a chibi!"
"Don't yell at me cause you skipped out on drinking your milk like a good little boy."
"Shut up!"