Reading is Relaxing [Open]

Jin walked out of Division 1's Barracks and turned down the walk way cracking his neck a bit. He rubs his arm a bit, It was sore. The reason it was sore was because he had just finished training for a few hours and it really took its toll on him. He eyes around a bit as he walks upon his favorite place to read, A Nice relaxing cherry blossom tree. Once there he walks up to the tree and runs a hand down it taking a deep breath as he turns and sits down.

At that moment he pulled his book out of his pack and leaned back against the tree. He closed his eyes for a moment listening to the wind blowing and the sound of the limbs moving ever so slightly to the grace of the wind. He sighed and opened his eyes looking down at the book as he slowly began to read aloud. "The devestation of one, the destruction of many, all fall pale to the destruction of the one high and mighty." He took a moment to ponder such words wondering what they meant as they rang through his head.

"It means that the devastation of one does not matter, nor does the devastation of many. But the devastation of the almighty one, or the the one who is of the most exclusive and highest hierarchy that clothe the one, and brought upon change and bounty to the many, that is the one that matters, and he or she is the one that must be protected at all costs."

The voice came from above as Saikuro was perched on one of the branches of the beautiful and magnificent Cherry Blossom tree that seemed to have emitted an invisible array of light on a gorgeous day in Seiretei.The sun's glory of bright light UV rays that decimated the skin in large doses did much to add to the effect, but in the end, it was the cherry blossom tree that ruled the day, or at least, the spot.

One would have to ask themselves however, why would a Captain, one of those responsible for taking care of squads of super-powered men and women who act as the police force of a giant fortress during troubled times, be relaxing on top of a tree? Simple, he had nothing to do for as of now, it was one of those rare moments that a Captain has. A moment of relaxation and resting, but one would know that it wouldn't last forever, and it were these moments that captains cherished.

A gust of wind decided to swing by and welcome the two Shinigami who were relaxing next to the tree. The wind kissed their cheeks and ruffled their hair as it picked up a few cherry blossoms and went along it's way, bidding them adeu as it continued down a set path until it was called again. Saikuro smirked as he spread his legs out along the branch, keeping his balance. His aqua blue eyes finally met that of the visitor to the tree. His pupils filled with curiosity that he hoped wouldn't end up with his demise as they shifted from the Shinigami, to his book, and back again.

"That book seems to be filled with wisdom, tell me, what is it called?" He asked in a monotone voice.

(Sorry for the short post. Not much to work with.)