The Wolf, The Mongoose, The Thorn, The Song, The Willow, The Winds

Whistling Through the Willow's Leaves
It was mid-day in the Seireitei. Not much activity was going on right now. A gentle song could be heard in the calm of the day. It was the wondrous music that was skillfully played by the graceful Sayuri Kuchiki. She was sitting upon the large stone near the 7th Company's Barracks. Beside her were her two friends, Nodoka Kumori and John Kakusei. Nodoka was asleep, but it was easy to tell that he was listening to the melodies that Sayuri played, for his breathing resonated with the notes in her music. John was staring at the cloudless sky, but he was humming along to the music Sayuri was playing. He then looked up at her and said, "It amazes me that such a fiery spirit like you can play such soothing music."

Sayuri gave John a glare that said, "Don't mess with me," but she didn't miss a beat in her music. She finished masterfully and said, "It's amazing how Nodoka has been a target all this time."

Nodoka opened his eyes and shrugged. "That Shirokaze kid was annoying though."

John grinned and slapped Nodoka on the back. "Come on, man. You HAD to enjoy the fight."

"I did not."

"Stick in the mud."

"You're one to talk, John. You haven't fought against anyone.  Akireiki must be crying."

John leaned back and said, "Probably. I just never feel like fighting, ya know?"

Sayuri slid down the rock to join them on the ground. I hear ya, bro."

Nodoka closed his eyes and went back to his nap. He then shot up and said, "Someone's coming here."