A/N: Hello every-nyan. This is a One-shot I've been having in my head for a while. I have nothing more to say, just read. because Hana needs some non-gay loving.

Rating stays the same.

Title: Birthday Boy

Rating: Click back and read.

Summary: Click back and read.

Pairing(s): KiyoHana

Warnings: No warnings this time...?

"I don't own bleach." Talking

I honestly don't. Thinking/Flashback

"What would make you think I do ?" Stressed words

Alrighty then let's start!

Today it's April 1st, his birthday. I feel so bad for him. The poor little fella always get's picked on.

Kiyone Kotetsu sat in her sister's room sipping tea she poured out for herself, waiting for her to get back from her treating of 11th division members. Those knuckleheads acted like they hated the 4th division so much, but they still messed around with girls from this division. They always messed with Hanatarou on his birthday, throwing stuff at him, hiding his Hisagomaru at dangerous places. How could he handle that ?

She stared at her half empty cup of tea, the clear green water showed her reflection.

Poor, poor Hanatarou. Maybe I should give him a present, that'll make him feel better.

"Kiyone-san."

At the sound of her name she looked up to see none other then Hanatarou. His face had some scratches on it, his hair was slightly messed up and there was a huge red circle around his left eye.

"Oh dear Kami, what the hell happened to you ?"

"I was just walking around to give a message to Captain Zaraki, and then somebody threw something at my face."

She walked up to him, "Oh man, are you okay ?" she stroked his face, studying his wounds. She was so engrossed, she didn't notice the faint blush on his face.

"I'm okay, no need to worry."

She noticed that blush on his face, he looked so cute.

"Oh sorry about that," she apologized " that was kinda stupid huh ?"

"That's okay, it's actually the nicest thing anyone has done for me today."

"Oh yeah, about that..Happy birthday Hanatarou." She gave him a big hug. He blushed at the feeling of her small body pressed against his. Not really knowing what to do, he just put his hands on her upper-back.

She released him from her arms.

"I wanted to give you a present, but you kinda came before I had the chance."

"I don't mind it." he admitted, the most presents he got that day were pain, humiliation and pain. Serious pain.

"I'm sorry about that." she thought about it, he was a poor fella indeed. So shy and innocent, he deserved a nice present.

I know what I'm going to give him.

"I'm sorry I came in, I was feeling a little woozy and Hisagomaru is gone so-"

She pulled his head down, locking their lips together. The short girl pushed him down to sit on the ground with her, careful not to break contact. She moaned into their passionate lip locking, loving every second. Her tongue snaked into his mouth, playing with his. The moment was perfect, but her sister always turns up at the wrong time.

"Hi, Kiyone I'm sorry I'm so-"

To see her sister making out with Yamada Hanatarou is...surprising.

"Late." she finished.

Even if she stopped her kissing, she was still holding his face. She had a faint blush, from the embarrassment.

"I think he's fainting." Isane pointed out.

She turned her head around to see his face, red and blood draining out trough his nostrils.

She let go of his face and his body gave into gravity and just dropped, like he was dead.

"Let's get him outta here." the tall shinigami supposed, to which her sister agreed.

After an hour, Hanatarou finally woke up. In his own room, in his bed. All his scars and wounds were gone.

"Finally awake ?"

The short shinigami stood up from her seat, gave him a quick peck on his forehead before leaving.

"Happy birthday, Hanatarou."