It was a calm, sunny day in Seireitei. The blue sky was a perfect canvas, not a ripple or wisp in sight. A flock of birds was generally seen in the sky, dancing and playing about the wind currents, riding thermals and circling around each other in amusement. As the UV rays glistened off of the seki seki wall that encircled the Soul Society, heat built up in both Rukongai and the barriered core. This meant one thing. STREET PARTY! People flocked from their homes in search of refreshment. Ice cream vendors sold at cheaper prices. Water hoses were set to simply pour down the street, or in upturned patters to fill the air with a rainbow mist.

Enjoying these fine affairs was none other than Akihiko Hideo, Captain of the Eleventh Squad. Relaxing on a lawn chair in simple beach shorts (extending roughly to his knees, the heavy blue fabric had a flowery theme to it, outlined in a silver color along the legs, and were tied together at the waist by a white string) and a black muscle-shirt, Akihiko flipped the blue hair from his eyes and took another bite out of his popsicle.

As his teeth crunched the pink crystal into a sludge, he watched the events around him take place with green eyes. Everyone seemed to be having so much fun. The kids were all laughing. Parents were all laughing. Elderly were all laughing. So far, it appeared to be a wonderful day. Suddenly, Akihiko's fingers began to twitch. Glancing down at the ground beside him, his eyes absorbed the image of his scabbarded sword.

Katta. Slipping back into his chair and refocusing on the events around him, the young taichou sighed. He was bored. He needed a little bit of combat to spice things up a bit. The day may have been hot, but he knew it could be hotter. All it needed was a little bit of exercise, both spiritual, mental, and physical, to brighten up.


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Noba looked up at the sun as it glared down staring back at him on the hot day in Seireitei. He could feel the heat, even with no shoes on and his black clothing wasnt helping him cool off. Noba knew there wasnt any near by water or restaurant so he knew he was just gonna have to deal with the heat. After, a bit more wndering he felt his feet get wet, a cooling relief seeing as he wasnt wearing shoes just his socks. Noba followed the water back to familiar and dangerous territory the 11th Squad's. Noba was okay with the 11th and most were okay with him, but he still walked carefully only enjoying the water hitting his feet and the people smiling and playing nodding back and doing minor things as he walked.

"I only pray....I can make it outta this place before something goes wrong..."

Xen'Zel was sitting beneath a tree trying to cool himself with a small fan, but it still felt uncomfortable, he felt antsy, and that was starting to get on his nerves. Who in their right mind would want to do something in this kind of weather.
"THE ELEVENTH DIVISION!" Xen'Zel stood straight up and exclaimed causing Breezy, who had been resting her head on his shoulder napping, to fall over quite roughly.
Rubbing the side over her head Breezy sat up, looking rather annoyed, "muurff...What are you yelling about all of sudden?" She still sounded as though half asleep.
"The Eleventh Division oughta be doing something fun right now! They're the only ones crazy enough to make something out of this weather" Xen'Zel was very uncharacteristically excited. Returning Breezy to her sword form Xen'Zel quickly started walking to the Eleventh Division barracks, hoping that someone there'll be willing to do a workout.

Rising up from his seat, Akihiko leaned over, grabbed his zanpakuto, and threw it on his back. As the red chord that held his blade to him wrapped around his shoulder and diagonally-adjacent hip, his smile grew a little bit more. He always felt better when equipped with Katta. Looking around, he noticed a few people seemed almost bored. Knowing exactly what to do, Akihiko smirked. Disappearing into the door that was behind him, he emerged moments later with a large mesh bag of frisbees in his hand. Dropping the bag on the moist grass and earth beneath his bare feet, he ripped open the mesh bag and began tossing frisbees all over the place. Some flew too high and landed on roofs, while some came dangerously close to hitting small children in the face.

When all the frisbee had been flung, except for one, Akihiko felt the reiatsu of a fellow Shinigami. In fact, there were two. Neither of them were from his division, either, which was the first thing he noticed about their presence. Oddly enough, neither of them had seemed to notice each other, or himself, yet. Grinning, he could change that. "Attention, Shinigami! This is Captain of the Eleventh Division speaking! Fall in Line!" Pointing in front of him with a very firm expression on his face, Akihiko flared his reiatsu suddenly. The intense release of pressure was so great that it flattened even trees that were too close to him. Careful to make sure it wasn't lethal, however, he only played with the weight of it for a moment before reigning it back in.

Waiting for them to do as he commanded, he kept a sparkle in his eye and a very minor grin on his face as he stood there. "Alright, guys, I think we should play a game. I'll tell you what... You two go back the directions you came and triangulate yourselves from me. Then, enter shikai. Let's see just how far we can make these frisbee's fly with our abilities." Grinning like a loon, the captain drew his sword from his back. "I mean, you guys release your shikais, of course. If I did, most of these people would probably die." Laughing boistorously, most would immediately assume that it was for malicious reasons. However, Akihiko clearly cared for all around him, and that simple joke was all that it was defined as. A joke. No one really took offense to what the Laughing Captain generally said.

As soon as Xen'Zel reached to Eleventh Division grounds it felt as if a mountain had just landed on his shoulders. Upon hearing the Captain's exclamation Xen became giddy with excitement.

"I knew this squad with have something fun to do!" He yelled towards the captain, then sprinted back the way he came until he was back at the small clearing.

"C'mon Breezy, wake up! We're going to have some fun!" He pulled his sword out of it's sheathe, "Now then, Dance with me Briz'riia!"

A flash of energy enveloped the sword and lengthened it until is became a ornate war scythe, her blade dimly glowing green.

Xen'Zel swung his weapon around, blowing winds in every direction, "READY WHEN YOU ARE TAICHO!"

Well well well... It looked like there was a shinigami a little too big for his britches. Something that should have been barking obvious needed to be taught, did it? Very well. Waiting for the two to position themselves comfortably, he weighted the frisbee in his hand. Rearing his arm back and whipping it forward, it flew toward Noba so fast it couldn't be seen. The moment it left Akihiko's hand, it disappeared in a blur of luminescent yellow. But then again, Akihiko also disappeared the moment the frisbee left his hand. Appearing in front of the flying disc, and also in front of Noba, he held his hand open and allowed the circle to smash into his palm. It grinded against his hand for just a moment before disappearing into a pile of dust.

"The next time a captain warns you to go in shikai, do it. Otherwise, a frisbee might just tear you in half. You aren't as strong as I am. You wouldn't be able to do that." Stating those words as fact over his shoulder, Akihiko once more shunpo'd to his previous location. Pulling another frisbee up from the bag, he turned to look at Xen'Zei. Oh good. He was in Shikai. It appeared there WAS a shinigami with the capacity to listen around here. "HEY XEN! HEADS UP!" Once more flinging a disc toward a black-robed Death God, Akihiko consciously lowered the strength of his throw so the toy wouldn't utterly destroy whatever it hit. However, he only lowered it enough that they still wouldn't actually be able to touch it. Instead, they'd need to reflect it toward him with a display of power, usually a technique or kido or something.

"Let's get this party started!"

Xen started charging his energy into Briz'riia's blade, until it appeared as though the blade had just doubled in size.
"Well I could deflect the frisbee back at the Captain with my Wind Blade, or I could have it go towards the little one who just released his shikai. Then again I could use Kido and then strike with my Wind Blade, that way I'll be sure to return the frisbee...but who to return it too"

Holding his weapon horizontally in front of himself "Hado 32! Okasen!" A large arc of yellow energy blasted forth towards the disk, now barely ten yards away.

Seeing the disk barely halt it's course as it grinded against the energy Xen'Zel swung his scythe in a vertical chop, "Wind Blade!" A powerful blast of jade green energy cut through the remainder of the kido and struck the disk, sending it flying towards Noba.

"HEADS UP LITTLE ONE! IT'S HEADED TOWARDS YOU NOW!"

Joey walked around the corner, he saw all of the other soul reapers having a great time. He pulled himself back and looked around the corner in order to get a better look. At first glance they all looked normal, but then he realized that they all had their Shikai's up. He was puzzled by all of this so he decided to activate his own. He walked out to the street and yelled, "What are all of you doing with your Shikai's? Oh well, I guess I can go Shikai too!" And so, Joey hugged himself and said "Confinement." Releasing his Shikai and walking on down to them with his straight-jacket Shikai. The sleeves blades and electrodes gleaming in the sunlight. He walked over to them and just stood there.