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~World of the Living~

Rain fell as a small group gathered in the Karaukura cemetery. Any normal person passing by would only see about a dozen or so standing on one side of a black coffin. Others that had a high amount of reiatsu would not see the coffin, but instead would see a large group of white clothed figures.

No one seemed to want to say a word. They all just looked at the coffin, and thought about what it meant. They had lost a friend. They may not have known her for long, but she had left an impression on their hearts.

The coffin was lowered into the ground slowly as tears mixed with the dirt at their feet and the rain falling from the grey sky. Jushiro couldn't pull his gaze away from the coffin. He didn't want to believe that she was gone, never to be seen again. He felt Shunsui place a hand on his shoulder, he placed his hand over his friends.

A girl with orange hair stepped forward holding a white rose. "I never thought I would be doing this. You were always so gentle and strong. I never thought this would happen, but at least you didn't do this to yourself. If you had, I would feel terrible for letting it happen. I may not have done what a friend should have while you were here, but I tried my best. I'll miss you, Naomi-chan." Orihime dropped the flower into the grave and moved back to stand beside Tatsuki and the rest of Ichigo's friends.

Yamamoto stepped up to the side of the grave with his Fukutaichou following close behind him. "You sacrificed much for us. We will not forget you." The old Soutaichou dropped a chrysanthemum into her grave and stepped away. His Fukutaichou dropped a flower of the same type and bowed before walking away as well. The two left the graveyard in silence.

Sui-Feng and Omaeda stepped up next. Sui-Feng just dropped a small bundle of Pulsatilla into the grave and walked away. Omaeda stepped up and frowned a little at a similar bundle in his hand. "I was looking forward to seeing you around Seireitei. You were such a sweet girl. You reminded me of my sister, I'll miss you." He dropped the flowers and moved on before he broke down crying.

Kira walked up to the grave alone. "The squad send their sadness. They thought you were really nice, and were hoping you would visit again. Guess that will have to wait." He dropped a pair of Marigolds into the grave and slowly walked away. His frame was visibly shaking.

Unahana walked up slowly with Isane close behind her. "You will be sorely missed, Naomi-san." The Taichou dropped a Bellflower into the grave. "Take your time, Isane."

Isane tried to hold back her tears, but they refused to stay back. "I...I...I...I'll...I'll miss you...Naomi-san. You...you were...so...nice." Isane couldn't say anymore. She leaned onto her Taichou as she dropped her flower into the grave and walked away while sobbing quietly.

There was no one there for 5th squad. They had never met the girl, and no one from 5th was on any shape to make an appearance either.

Byakuya and Renji stepped up next. Byakuya dropped a Camellia into the grave. "Thank you." The Taichou walked away with out another word.

Renji stepped up and twirled his flower in his hand. "You were strong, but even the strong can fall. Guess I never saw you as one of them. Farewell, Naomi-san." Renji let the flower fall as he walked away trying to keep his face free of emotion, but he wasn't as skilled as his Taichou at hiding away his emotions.

Sajin and Iba stepped up next. Both had spend quite a bit of time with Naomi while she was in Seireitei, they felt close to her. "You shall be missed greatly, little one." The large Taichou dropped an Iris into the girl's grave and bowed. His Fukutaichou repeated what he had done. The two moved on with sad expressions on their faces.

Shunsui squeezed his friend's shoulder before making his way to the side of the grave with Nanao. "Guess I'm not such a great Onii-chan after all. Ne, Naomi-chan?" Shunsui didn't stop his tears from falling. "I'll miss you, Naomi-chan." Shunsui dropped a Bird of Paradise into Naomi's grave.

Nanao didn't try to stop her tears either. She had grown close to the girl. They had gone shopping and hung out almost as often as Jushiro had gone to visit. She would miss her close friend, her best friend. "Goodbye, Naomi-chan." Nanao dropped her flower and left the grave side while holding her head up and crying her eyes out. Shunsui followed behind her in about the same manner.

Hisagi stepped up next. He hadn't met the girl, but that was his own fault. "Sorry you didn't get to meet 9th squad. They chewed me out afterwards for not letting you visit. I wish I had met you, Katsumoto-san." He dropped a a few White Poppies into her grave and walked away.

Toshiro walked up with a wailing Rangiku. Toshiro dropped a Daffodil and bowed before walking away. Rangiku smiled sadly down at the coffin. "We never got to go drinking with each other. I was hoping you and I could figure out how to drag Nanao-chan with us, but it looks like that wasn't meant to be." She dropped her flower. "Farewell, Naomi-chan." Rangiku walked away with a sad smile and tears on her face.

Zaraki and Yachiru stepped up next. Yachiru dropped two bundles of Yarrow into the grave. "Guess you won't be...able to play with...Ken-chan. Thank you...for playing with him when...you did. I'll...miss not having sweets with you. All...of those things we had planned...they won't happen now. They may...not have happened anyways...but at least then...there was a chance. Even...if it was small there was a...chance. I'll miss-" Yachiru couldn't finish speaking. She was crying too hard. She buried her head into Zaraki's shoulder to muffle the sound.

Zaraki felt the same sadness his Fukutaichou did, he just didn't show it. "Goodbye, Katsumoto. You were a great fighter, and I was looking forward to that fight of ours. I guess it will have to wait." Zaraki walked away with the sobbing girl still burying her face into his shoulder.

No one from 12 had bothered to show up. Kurotsuchi had called the event 'unimportant'. This had earned him quite a few glares and threats sent his way. But Nemu had expressed her condolences to Jushiro personally, she had met Naomi and thought of her as a kind person. Jushiro was glad for the Fukutaichou's words.

Jushiro stepped up to the grave. He sank to his knees and spun the bundle of Snowdrops in his hand slowly. "I miss you a lot. I may not have known you for long, but I feel like I've known you forever. You know how to make me smile and I can't get enough of your smile. The way it makes your eyes sparkle and the little laugh that always went with your smile. I miss it all. I miss you, Naomi."

Her face flashed through his mind. He closed his eyes tightly and renewed his tears. "It hurts. It's hurts more than when I was sick. I can't describe the pain my heart is going through. I can't even compare it to anything. I've never felt like this." Jushiro focused on the small flowers in his hand. "I love you Naomi. I think I have since the moment I met you. I will always love you." He let the Snowdrop fall atop of the pile of flowers. 'If there is a chance you are out there Naomi, please be happy.' He got up and walked away from the grave and the love he had found, and lost.

~a field in Soul Society~

"Onee-chan!...Onee-chan! Oka-san is looking for you!" A girl with lilac coloured hair turned to a younger looking girl with brown hair running towards her.

The older girl picked up the younger and spun around with her. "Has Oto-san come home yet?" The two girls laughed as they walked towards a little shack nestled between some trees.

"Not yet, but he should be back soon. Any luck remembering your name?" The girl looked up at her older sister.

"I haven't yet, Yuki-chan. But I will remember eventually." The older girl carried her sister into the house. "What did you need me for, Oka-san?" She smiled at the woman in the kitchen. The woman had found her when she was wandering around after waking up in a field. She didn't know who or where she was, but this lady had given her clothes, food, somewhere to sleep, and love.

"Just wanted to make sure you were okay. Dinner is almost done. Can you two go get washed up so that only Oto-san has to when he gets home?" The woman smiled at her daughters. She was glad the two were happy together.

"Yep!" Yuki ran to the bathroom while dragging her sister behind her.

'Who am I?' She tried to think of who she was before waking up in the field, but all that went through her head was green. Green eyes that had a spark in them, and white. White hair that blew out in the breeze and smelled like a summer storm. She smiled thinking of it. 'Who has those eyes and that hair? Who am I thinking about? Why does my chest feel tight when I think about him?'

I thought I would try not being so heartless and cruel. We'll see how that goes. Please leave a question or a comment.