Neither of them were partial to sunrises, but here they both were watching the start of a brand new day. Today wouldn't be their last, no, but today was going to be Shinji Hirako's last day as a captain of the Gotei 13.
Neither of them had known that today was going to turn out like this, nor did either of them know that this would be the last time they held each other for the next century.
They were both blissfully ignorant of the downward spiral they would be facing by nightfall. Instead of cherishing these moments together, they were laying in one another's arms bickering over insignificant matters in Captain Hirako's personal room.
Soft jazz was drifting through their room and into the fresh air of the fifth division grounds, radiating a calm atmosphere throughout.
Chessebelle had never even thought about what she would have done without Shinji. Sometimes it was all Shinji could do to not think about what Chessebelle would do without him, and what he would do without her.