A/N: Ok, LONG beginning note here! I must say, I've read so many cute fanfictions for Byakuya and Hisana that I've fallen in love with the pairing undeniably! Though Hisana has passed on, fics in the past are fun to write. Here's a little idea that I thought was… different from the fics I've read. I was thinking; 'one-shot'! But it'll depend on if you guys like it n.n

333

January 31st

Kuchiki Byakuya had lost count of his birthdays, and this year was no exception. Considering he was already "dead" he figured it didn't matter. But his wife thought differently. And she confronted him about that morning.

Hisana was making breakfast early that morning. Byakuya took note of this as he woke up and walked silently into the kitchen. Usually when most people wake up they yawn, ruffle their hair, or stretch. But not Byakuya Kuchiki. God forbid the man even be caught doing something remotely human when he wasn't around his wife.

She noticed him, looking calm and clean- the picture of Kuchiki perfection. She smiled warmly at him and gestured to a chair with her free hand. "Good morning Byakuya-sama." Hisana paused for a moment as he sat gracefully. "Did you sleep well?"

"Very well, thank you Hisana." He responded with a sort of smile. It was always good to wake up to someone as bright as Hisana. She smiled and finished up his breakfast, placing it down gently before him with a pair of wooden, painted chopsticks. "Thank you." Byakuya smiled.

"You're welcome." Hisana responded and kissed his temple, sitting across from him with her own plate of food. She watched him eat his food with precision and grace- much like everything else he did. He looked up after taking a few bites and met her eyes. She had been staring at him this whole morning.

"Hisana… is there something you would like to say?" Byakuya asked skeptically, not sure the look she was giving him was totally innocent. The small woman's smile only widened.

"Grandfather Kuchiki told me something interesting." Hisana hinted with a small wink in his direction. This made Byakuya raise a calculating eyebrow. His grandfather joked quite a bit- despite being a Kuchiki. He had an idea that whatever he'd told Hisana was not something he wanted to know.

"…Really?" Byakuya finally answered, trying to sound calm and look back down at his food, taking another bite. Hisana reached across the table and took his free hand into hers.

"Why didn't you tell me today was your birthday?" Her tone sounded a little reprimanding. He nearly dropped his chopsticks and looked up at her. Byakuya blinked at her for a moment, looking off guard.

…Ok… so today was his birthday. Why had he forgotten this little fun fact?

"Well?" Hisana prodded, still holding his hand with a slight smile. Byakuya smirked to himself, looking down at the table.

"In all honesty, Hisana… my birthday never crosses my mind." He spoke with almost a humored tone. Hisana gasped, dark eyes narrowing a little. Byakuya watched her expression, smirking still.

"Are you serious?! Your birthday only comes once a year!" She nearly shouted, standing now, letting go of his hand. He picked back up his chopsticks and began eating again, hoping it would pass over. "Byakuya-sama!" She knelt down and placed two hands on his large shoulders, turning him to the side in his chair to face her. He smiled down at her. "We are going to celebrate your birthday this year! Because now that I know I won't let it go uncelebrated!"

Byakuya kissed her forehead gently, making her blush slightly. "If it will make you happy, then I have no protests."

Hisana smirked now. "Oh you know you love the attention!" She teased, standing up fully. Byakuya stood as well, Hisana only coming up to his shoulder. He hooked a finger under her chin and bent his head a little, nearly kissing her lips.

"Only when the attention is from you." He kissed her softly as Hisana responded shyly. She pulled back after a minute, eyes still closed, lips still parted. Byakuya smirked and placed his hand on her cheek. "And did Grandfather tell you exactly how old I'm turning?"

She opened her eyes and winked. "Maybe."

Byakuya's smirk widened. "Do you want me to tell you?"

Hisana didn't nod, but a look of glowing curiosity shown in her eyes. He kissed her lips gently again and whispered; "333."

(A/N: Uh-oh! Bya-sama is exactly one half the age of 666! Ok, stupid but I wanted to do something like this. I'm not sure how old Bya-sama is but… it was just fun for me to write! Continue?)