It's been too long.
Long to the point that my hatred grew.
He didn't care. If he left me behind. He didn't care like he claimed to be. He was my friend. My Father figure. Someone I loved.
But yet… I felt betrayed. Tossed away for some bigger part of a plan. Now it was my time to show just how much I had grown.
I grew with hatred. Looked down upon since I was a child. Who would want and white-haired child that seemed to cause more trouble then help. He did though. He took me from my fathers grasp from such a young age. Father didn't know how to be one… So he put me in the care of his own.
My father was an idiot. A selfish idiot. He knew nothing of me nor my training and that was his downfall. He suffered by my sword for such foolishness.
"Tche." He softly spat once turning his head away from the scene before him. A white blade dripping with crimson blood. The metallic scent filled the air. It almost churned his stomach from the smell alone but he held everything he had down. With a simply swipe of his sword, he banished the blood that fell from his blade before slipping it back into the scabbard.
"Foolish idiot." He mumbled as crimson eyes looked at his reflection in the window. He was no longer the simple child that would cry from a cut to his knee. No. He had grown from hatred.
His hair no longer was a mix of blond and white, but rather a white with a blue tint. His once innocent blue eyes now crimson from disease and full of hatred. He no longer held a baby-like face.
"Shiroyasha…"
"…" He turned his gaze away from the reflection in the window and looked at the Taichou that had caught him. Crimson eyes narrowed then. He made sure that he was the only one around before pulling this deed.
"You're under arrest for the murder of Kenta Hope."
"Tche… Looks like I've been caught. No use of running when a Captain has to come and arrest me." He stated as he pulled the sheathed sword from the sash on his side, white bangs covering his eyes as a shinigami took the blade from him and another shackling his hands behind his back.
"You are going untrialed and sentenced to 60 years of imprisionment."
"Tell me something that isn't new." He stated as his eyes looked away from the others pircing gray orbs.
60 years of imprisonment huh? He thought to himself. This shall be fun.