The air was warm and compact under the mask. In fact, he hated his mask. Don’t get it wrong, Akio understood why the Jakakumei used them. It would be troublesome if their former comrades recognized them, even if it was over twenty years since they last met. The problem was that masks were so cramped and uncompliant. Like putting a wooden plate on your face. As the Shinigami before them disappeared though, Akio at once took the damn mask off. A quick gasp for air, and he was fine.

Akira started teasing Hideyoshi-san, something which Ubauchi Akio wanted no part in. Such a fearsome man, he wouldn’t want to get on his bad side. Not before, not now, not ever. The way Yui joked about the situation, though, put a smile on his face. She was certainly the type to pay the dead some respect, even though this was the enemy. A cremation was probably the best in this case anyway, so he nodded at her gesture. Not that Akio was the kind to care for the faith of the dead, but it was reassuring that they had someone like that in the group. A member of the group that was not so reassuring, though, was about to make a statement.

A gust of reiatsu hit Akio in the back, and as he turned, he saw Sin – the little protégé that was picked up some years ago – with a frustrated expression. He had released his Zanpakuto and was about to challenge Yui on the grounds of her… what exactly? Akio had no idea, but this was just too idiotic to let it go.

[i]“Fucking idiot, seal your sword and stop being a moron”[/i] Akio said and gave him a nudge in the shoulder. [i]“If you stop now, maybe people will forget it”[/i] he whispered. Sin Nguyen was a lot greener than the rest of the gang, and had obviously misunderstood this whole thing. Why he was mad at Yui for burning a body, but had come to terms with Hideyoshi decapitating a man unprovoked, was probably a complete mystery to anyone. 

Finally, Akio turned to Yui with a slight smile. [i]“I could eat some s’mores…”[/i]