Hime: D'aww, Father's Day for Aizen-sama; will any of his Arrancar show their love? Maybeh. 3

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Orihime never really celebrated father's day. Hell, she never even had one to celebrate with. Normally, she wouldn't even acknowledge the day, though she supposed, it still bothered somewhat; she shrugged, and tried to ignore it.

Now, she walked down the eastern hall of Los Noches, a calm smile on her face as she clutched a small package to her chest. Her mask fragment glinted slightly even in the dim evening light, a peculiar shine that spoke volumes about her current cheer today. She giggled, wondering silently if anyone in Hueco Mundo even knew what today was. There were a lot of things she brought from the human world that piqued everyone's curiosity.

Aizen-sama was in his usual spot on his throne, speaking with Halibel about something or other. He looked intimidating to some, especially from that height, but she wasn't bothered. She stopped by the long meeting table and waited politely.

Aizen glanced up from the blond Espada, blinking calmly as a small grin set on his face.

"Ah, little Princesa, what are you up to?"

Orihime's smile widened, and she took the greeting as an invitation to join him opposite from where Halibel stood. Halibel noticed the gift in her hands, winked, and went off on her business. She extended the small white box to him proudly.

Aizen set down his cup of tea, and took it from her, raising an eyebrow at her eager face. Not to mention she was silent; he was used to the girl's constant chattering by now. He peeked into one of the small holes in the top, wondering what she could have found to give him. If this was another prank of Grimmjow's she'd been put up too…

"Aizen-sama," she whined, pouting a little. "You have to open it!"

Aizen smiled faintly and nodded, lifting the lid off smoothly.

He blinked as he was momentarily blinded by a rush of white feathers, but collected himself quick enough to glance up as a white dove circled neatly around his head, coming to rest on his shoulder with an almost inaudible coo. It blinked and stared at him with bright red eyes, and he glanced just past it at Orihime, who smiled patiently at him with the same look.

"Happy Father's Day, Aizen-sama! You may not be our real dad but…well, I sorta think of you as one, so I wanted to say thanks, and today is the day that in the human world, people give gifts to their dads so…I found this bird earlier, when I went there, and caught him to give to you. Do you like it? I thought it was really pretty and good to have for a pet and he already seems to like you so it works out well, and his colors match your style really well---"

Aizen chuckled, silencing her for the moment by reaching over and grabbing her in a hug. He sighed faintly to himself, pleased however; if onlyall his children could be as thankful.