Warnings: some icky things related to funerals and crematoriums, attempts at deathbed humor, a mopey Tatsuki, and a little bit of bad language. Also this story is over 12 thousand words, but it gets better as it goes along--trust me. The story is continued in a second post.
Disclaimer: Kubo Tite created Bleach and the many dead characters who live in our hearts.
Description: PG13. A Shinigami captain doesn’t need a human body, does he? The gang goes to Ichigo’s funeral. Cremation ceremony, anyone?
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To Be Continued in next post