Title: Happy Birthday?
Word Count: 347
Characters/Pairings: Luppi
Summary: This was undoubtedly the worst birthday he'd ever had.
The day had started out fine. Quite good, actually. He'd woken up, reminded everyone that it was his birthday, and that they definitely should have something for him by the end of the day.
Then, in the World of the Living, he'd played with a few Shinigami. They were quite pathetic, but it was fun anyway. There was this…freak that tried to take him on, one-on-one, a very sexy female, and this bald guy. Oh, and there was a 'captain', but he had been easily disposed of.
Oh, sure, there were a few setbacks….like the girl being rescued for a short amount of time (he'd recaptured her quickly, anyway) and the kid-captain coming back and freezing him, but he'd walked away intact.
It was when he returned to Hueco Mundo that things had really started to go downhill.
So, they were all in the main room, right? And Ulquiorra brought out this human. She claimed to be able to heal Grimmjow's arm. Not only was that impossible, but Luppi didn't think that Grimmjow regaining his arm would be very…beneficial to Luppi's health.
So, feeling a bit cocky, he decided to threaten her. If she couldn't do it, he'd kill her. Simple as that.
Of course, then she was able to heal the idiot's arm. Luppi had been very, very surprised (and kind of nervous, to be honest), but he figured nothing was going to happen….right? Grimmjow wouldn't do anything-
What was that bitch healing now?
His…his scar he got when his Espada tattoo was removed? But..he was the sixth Espada. Luppi was the sixth Espada! Not Grimmjow!
Grimmjow was turning around now, an evil glint in his eyes. Luppi's breathing quickened. No…
And then, before he could do anything, Grimmjow's hand was in his stomach. Luppi gasped, his violet eyes narrowing in pain. "Grimmjow…" he took a shuddering breath. "you…bastard…"
The bastard grinned that infuriating grin as he pulled out his hand. Luppi doubled over, coughing. He saw something charging in Grimmjow's hand. Cero…close range. Luppi thought bitterly.
And with a fiery blast, Luppi's birthday concluded.
Haha…I was writing a Nnoitra x Nel oneshot, looked at the date, and was like, "HOLY SHIT! IT'S LUPPI'S BIRTHDAY!", so then I wrote this. xD
And sure, maybe I did over exaggerate his death. HE WAS TOO YOUNG TO DIE!