Disclaimer: The characters of Gintama belong to Sorachi Hideaki. :)

Authors Note: Hey! It's Kamui's birthday, so it gave me the idea to write what most of the characters do on their birthdays! :) So here is Kamui's!

June 1, Kamui.

Cake is Meant to be Eaten in One Bite

Kamui lets out a loud snore, curling himself into a ball on the large chair at the head of the long table. The rest of the Harusame squad glare at him, sitting in chairs that look like his.

Abuto's eye twitches as he looks at his snoring captain out of the corner of his eye.

"He's sleeping again…" A Yato mutters. Kamui stirs, but only to turn to the other side. He breathes deeply, smirking. His face gentle.

"Why the hell does he look so cute! He's a monster when he's awake!" A Yato screams. Kamui doesn't even stir at the Yato's outburst.

Abuto sighs. "Yeah whatever... We still need to go-" He's interrupted by Kamui chuckling.

"I can't wait to fight you samurai…" Kamui mumbles, still asleep.

"There he goes about that samurai again…" A Yato whispers.

Abuto sighs. "Just ignore him."

"Hey," a Yato says. "Isn't it the captain's birthday?" Abuto nods slowly. The Yato smiles. "We should have a party for him."

Another Yato snorts. "The only party for him is fighting."

"Well then, how about we bring that samurai to him." Another Yato suggests.

"Like hell! I'm not going back to earth just to get that samurai!" Abuto growls.

A Yato looks at the snoring Kamui. "Wouldn't that make him happy."

"Screw his happiness," a Yato sneers. The Yato falls back with a yell as an umbrella slams him in the face. He holds his head looking at the orange haired kid in surprise.

"You're all so loud." Kamui mumbles, still half asleep. He looks at Abuto eyes half closed. "Bringing that samurai would be a perfect present…" He leans back in his chair curling into a ball again.

Abuto's eye twitches. "He was awake the whole time…"

"Abuto get me some cake… That'd make me happy…" Kamui whispers.

"Oi! You don't deserve cake!" Abuto yells.

Kamui turns to look at Abuto, his eyes fierce. "Get me some cake…" His eyes close, smiling. "Or I'll kill you."

Abuto looks at his captain warily. "Um, we're in space… How are we going to get cake?"

Kamui chuckles. "Make one you idiot."

"I don't know how to make a damn cake!" Abuto screams.

Kamui sighs. "Well you better learn fast." He rubs his eyes. Standing he walks towards the door. As he opens it he turns to look at Abuto. "I'll kill you if you don't have it ready in ten minutes." With that he leaves, slamming the door shut.

Abuto's mouth twitches. "Is it even possible have a cake made in ten minutes…?" He looks slowly behind him at the other Yato. "Do any of you know how to make a cake?"

"Yeah sure, we make cakes all the time." A Yato says sarcastically.

"Why don't you ask that girl… Matako or whatever." A Yato suggests.

Abuto's eyes brighten as he turns and runs out the door to find the only girl on board.

"Huh? You want me to make a cake?" Matako yells.

Abuto shrugs. "You're a girl, so you should know how to make a cake."

Matako raises an eyebrow. "Me being a girl means I can make a cake." Abuto shrugs again. Matako scowls. "I can't even boil water!"

Abuto's eyes widen, but he quickly smiles when he comes up with an idea. "If you help me try and make one, you can give some to that samurai you like."

Matako's face goes red, she sits on her haunches, holding her head, steam practically coming out of her ears. "Shinsuke- sama eating something I made…" Her face gets redder with the thought. She stands up with a determined look. "Let's do this!" She says confidently.

Abuto tilts his head. "Um, your nose is bleeding…"

Matako sets a bowl and a whisk on the counter. As Abuto looks in the cupboard. He pulls out a bag of flour. "You're supposed to use this stuff, right?"

Matako nods. "I saw my mother use that stuff once." She walks over to the refrigerator, opening it she looks at the shelf, pulling out a couple eggs. "Um, we're supposed to use eggs, I think…"

Abuto nods, pouring half the bag of flour into the bowl. Matako throws the eggs in. Shells and all. "This doesn't look right…" Matako mutters.

"What are you doing?" A voice asks.

Matako looks at the musician. "Bansai- senpai… We're trying to make a cake."

Bansai raises an eyebrow, walking over to look inside the bowl. He scowls. "You guys are idiots. That's not how you make a cake."

Abuto's eyes widen. "You know how to make one?" Bansai nods. Abuto sighs. "Can you help me? My captain's going to kill me if I don't make him a cake."

Bansai sighs. "I don't care what happens to you Yato." He smirks. "But I'll help you anyway since you disgrace the ways of cooking."

Bansai walks over setting the stove to three hundred and fifty degrees. He pulls a new bowl out of the cupboard. Setting it on the counter, he walks over to the refrigerator pulling out four eggs, two sticks of butter and a gallon of milk. He opens a drawer pulling out an assortment of measuring cups on a ring. Setting those on the counter he opens the cupboard grabbing a bag of sugar and vanilla extract. He throws the sticks of butter in, stirring it with the whisk. When it's done being stirred, he measures the sugar adding it to the butter and mixing it again.

"Um, how long is this going to take?" Abuto asks, quietly.

"About twenty- five minutes to bake." Bansai answers.

Abuto's shoulders sag. "I need it in ten minutes." He sighs. "He's probably trying to find me now."

Bansai nods, adding the rest of the ingredients. He mixes them till it turns to batter. He grabs a circular pan from the cupboard, dumping the batter into it. He sets it in the oven as the oven beeps. Shutting it he sighs. "That's how you make a cake."

"Senpai, you're amazing." Matako says, eyes sparkling. Bansai smiles smugly.

The oven beeps. Bansai puts on an oven mitt as he pulls the cake out. It had risen to the brim of the circular pan.

"Well the captain's not looking for me yet…" Abuto mutters in relief.

"What icing does he want?" Bansai asks.

Abuto raises an eyebrow. "Icing? You mean that crap on top of the cake?"

Bansai shakes his head in disbelief at the Yato. He walks over to the cupboard. "I don't even think we have icing…" Bansai pushes aside some ingredients. He grabs a can in triumph. He opens a drawer and grabs a knife and spoon. He pops open the lid, scooping out the white cream. He uses the whole can and spreads the icing over it. He steps back and admires his work. "Alright, all done."

"Really?" Abuto says in surprise. He smiles. "The captain isn't even looking for me yet." He looks at Matako. "Now you know how to make a cake for that samurai."

Matako's eyes narrow. "No, I'm using that cake."

"Hey, you agreed to help me." Abuto growls.

"Well I didn't, so I get the cake." Matako retorts.

"That doesn't even make sense!" Abuto yells.

"Well it doesn't need to!" Matako yells back.

"Don't think I won't hit a woman!" Abuto warns.

"Like you have the balls!" Matako sneers.

"Hey Abuto, is my cake ready?" A tired voice calls. Kamui shows up at the doorway. At that moment Abuto kicks his leg out at Matako. She ducks just in time and instead Abuto hits the table, sending the cake flying.

"Shit!" Abuto yells.

The cake flies towards Kamui. His eyes widen as he ducks. The cake barely missing him. "Abuto!" Kamui growls. "What the hell-" He stops when he sees all three of their faces. Their eyes dark, they slowly back up. Kamui's eyes narrow. "What are you guys looking-" His eyes widen in surprise as he sees the figure behind him.

Cake drips off the man wearing the purple butterfly yukata.

Kamui bites back laughter. "Oh Earth Brawler- san~ How's it going?"

Takasugi flicks cake off his cheek in disgust. He glares coldly at Bansai, Matako, and Abuto. Takasugi's sword clicks as it's unsheathed slowly.

Authors Note: Hey! Haha I just had a thought to make this. I'm going to try and make one of these for all my top ten Gintama characters! This worked out pretty well, because Kamui is first on my list! Next is Gintoki! ^_^