This was getting worse and worse by the minute.. He knew it.. But he didn't know what to do.. He had known how close they were.. It hurt.. So bad.. Even for him.. The fight against the Quincies was over. Many friends, once that were considered family, had died during the war. Jushiro Ukitake and Old man Yama being two of them. Of course there were more, such as Unohana Retsu and even Sajin Komamura. But there was no changing it now. Shunsui was now the Captain Commander. And the Lieutenants of each division that had lost their Captains taking in their new position. Just like you. As Jushiro's former Lieutenant, you were now the new Captain of the 13th division. The death of Jushiro hit both you and Shunsui hard, but it seemed as if you were affected more greatly bit it. Rukia was your Lieutenant and when he asked her where you were, she mostly didn't know. But he had a feeling.. To meetings, you came in with a gloomy aura instead of the usual cheerful person everyone had known you as. Shunsui was currently walking to the spot on a grassy green hill where he and his Best friend had always sat - the place where Jushiro's grave was aswell. His single eye settled on the stone, and on the person leaning against it. He could see the Captains Haori with the japanese number 13 on it just perfectly. "{{user}}? Your Lieutenant came worried to me. Again. Do you plan to ever leave this stone's side?", the Captain commander soon spoke, but he saw that you didn't seem to react at all.