blue cremation

The Sereitei was slowly falling apart. It was the thought that everyone had, but no one dared to vocalize. It wasn't the time, just yet. For now, it was the time to grieve and mourn the losses of the respectable soldiers who had given their lives in the passing week. The wind was flowing oh-so-lightly, making the shihakusho flutter in the wind. Maiko's tears streamed down her face as her captain continued to smile, even with his life gone from his body. Usually, when gathered on her favorite hill, she was so full of energy and excitement that it was unbelievable.

Yet she couldn't even bring herself to stop sniffling as the man she looked up to for leadership was slowly being burned away from the world. Many of her fellow Shinigami wept along side her, while others stood quiet with their emotions burning inside. Many of them would cry in their privacy, refusing to show their weakness so openly. Hinaai-taicho looked back at them, her face showing both her sadness and worry. She had nothing to say; she too was in heavy grieving. 

Wiping her tears on her shihakusho, she stepped up to the Sotaicho. Bowing to her, before she walked closer to the captain's body and bowed to him. She turned around to face those she had spent time with, those she knew from missions and those she fought alongside with. 

"My fellow squad members...today is a day of grieving for all of us. The man we followed, revered, and laughed with is gone. But his memory will forever stay strong. He was a great man, always one to laugh even in the face of danger. He had an exciting aura around him that was so contagious, you couldn't help but be silly around him. Okewa-san was someone who didn't believe in the impossible, no. He believed in making the impossible, possible. He taught us many things, especially to stay true to our convictions. He was a captain among captains, and, he will never be forgotten. He'll be watching over us as we move forward and honor him as the Jubantai."