Chapter 2: The definition of friendship
A man's face so red that somehow a simple smile and, "Hello Uncle" reduced Aizen's unhappiness by ninety percent; his favorite niece was standing before him as the glowing, beautiful figure of his brother's image, she was smart and held so much sarcasm that you wouldn't be able to tell if she was serious or not. She chuckled ever so lightly before hugging her favorite uncle, "Is Luna here?" The man nodded, pointing to her room and Takai moved toward it.
Once the door opened, Luna knew who it was and jumped to hug her tightly, spinning the light albino before letting her down. "I didn't think you would visit today, you're a captain now, how cool!" She sat back upon the comfy chair, "Captain of 9th squad now, I'll be quite busy with the bounts appearing so don't try to contact me until I see you again alright?" Nodding, content to see her friend after the whole Aizen event, "I'll be sure to bring you a gift next time. How is your training going, Luna?" Finally Takai sat down on the comfy bed, twirling a piece of white hair curious. "It's going good; Aizen has another arrancar teaching me. Do you still have your mask?" Takai nodded, pulling a white mask out with black lines in such a strange design and showing it to Luna. "I always keep it with me; I never use it ever since I became a soul reaper." Both smiled, hugging each other before Takai left to head back to soul society.
