Queen sunset requested that I write this, it hadn't actually occurred to me before it was mentioned so I don't know how this is going to turn out, anyway, I hope you like
I don't own the characters, kubo tite does but I owe the story to queen sunset, thank you
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Its a nice day, I sit in the familiar spot which I have sat for the past twenty years, if a stranger saw me, they would think I had a few screws loose, I was talking to a garden rich in beautiful flowers, each one representing hope, there was a small stone with worn writing carved into it at the end of the flower bed.
In truth, I sat beside his grave, twenty years had passed and Jushiro Ukitake had never failed to leave his mark on the soul society, the garden had been blooming since a few months after he was buried. The garden had had times where it almost died, but mostly with my constant care, it was sometimes the only brightness in the winters and dark times of soul society.
Not many people visited him, but I visited my best friend everyday, like I did when he would smile and laugh with me in life, though sometimes I could swear that I could hear him speak through the wind as I sat talking about my day, it made me happy to know he was listening.
As I rambled on about my day, I had my usual bottle of sake, I was telling him about how Yama-jii had sentenced me to a weeks service in the real world for punishment for not doing my paperwork, I could swear I heard Juu laugh at me, I know he would find that rather amusing, but I laughed along with him, I stood to leave and said see you later, I never did say goodbye, then I went home, i would end my days like this I guess I have tamed a bit since Juu was around, but I was still the same mostly, I had made sure of that for Juu.
The morning came where my sentence began, since I was actually going on a mission this morning, I didn't have another drink, instead I strapped my two blades by my side and left for the senkaimon, I may be a drunk but I did my duties when told, hands in sleeves, I walk through the gate, my familiar colourful form disappearing into the bright white before I know it, I step out in the real world, standing in mid air, the gate closes behind me, I sigh.
'time for duty it seems' I take hold of my hat and shunpo to my first job.