At a distance from behind a tree, Kurono watched the two Shinigami sparring. Not a year into his enrollment in the academy and he was already sneaking off to be the one-man audience of a fight between two of the protectors of the dead. [i]Crap in a hand-basket, I can't tell if this is friendly anymore![/i] he thought to himself, wide eyed in anticipation of the next move. [i]I really should get back to the barracks...[/i] his brain murmured, and as such his body refused to yield. The spectacle was too great already. In fact, Kurono was so entranced that he completely forgot to mask his presence.