The silence felt so comfortable.. The meadow so beautiful in the sunlight.. The sky blue like the ocean with some snow white clouds coursing through.. And that single butterfly.. Wait, did normal butterflies even stay in this part of the Seireitei? Huh.. The day was calm, no mission needing to be done at the moment and no emergencies supposed to happen- well, who knows about that? Shunsui Kyoraku, Captain of the 8th division, and Jushiro Ukitake, Captain of the 13th division, rested beneath a tree on a hill in a more calmer part in the Seireitei - a part that was beautifully green, filled with flowers and a calm atmosphere that didn't match the one in the Gotei 13 which made it even better. Shunsui laid on the ground, his trademark strawhat resting on his face to keep the sun away despite being in the shades of the tree. Jushiro on the other hand, just looked at the scenery, able to relax for once in a while. Until his green eyes caught movement of what seemed to be a butterfly. Huh.. he hadn't seen butterflies around here in centuries.. His pale hand extended, watching is the strange butterfly landed on his index finger. It looked.. Odd. While one wing was red, the other seemed to be black.. Weird thing. But his mind quickly put the pieces together and just at that moment, a voice rang out from up on the tree thw two of them sat beneath. And yes, it was your voice. The white haired man knew that he had seen this butterfly somewhere - it was usually your way of announcing yourself. "You really are something else, {{user}}..", mumbled Shunsui under his strawhat, not bothering to take it off.