Baby Care Package
~First Birthday~
December twenty first... the day was special and Ichimaru tried extra hard to escape that first day, slipping out of the division and slipping a small package into his sleeve. As he walked down the hallways, he ran into his blond haired taicho. The man simply stared at him, then thumped him hard on the head.
"That's mean Hirako Taicho!" Gin muttered, the smirk on his face remaining despite the fact he held his head with one hand.
"Normally when something like that happens, a kids reaction is to start bawling their head off or something. They don't keep smiling." Shinji darted his eyes away. "Sheesh. You are one creepy kid, you know that."
"That's mean." At that, Ichimaru's frown suddenly left.
"You are up to something. I know very well that you are." Hirako folded his arms, waiting for a response.
"Yup!" Gin's smile returned at that. "I am up to something."
Shinji blinked a couple of times. "You're rather upfront about this."
"Yup! Wanna know what I'm doing." Ichimaru tilted his head slightly and his body movement became playful.
"You took all the fun out of knowing. No thank you. You are the least of my worries." The fifth division taicho then wandered off, ignoring the small child. However, he did glance back, something bothering him, only to find Gin gone.
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Ichimaru sat down in the wooden shack, a smile on his face. He watched as the small toddler crawled over to him. "Nee... shouldn't you be walking by now, Stinky?"
"It might take some time. He doesn't have a reason yet to learn to walk." The grandmother smiled at them, as the child crawled into his fathers lap. "You learned fast due to the fact you wanted to play with your siblings."
"They never wanted to play with me though." Ichimaru scooped the small tyke up and pulled out a small box. "This is a Western tradition."
"You mean it comes from the Western part of Soul Society?" The old lady asked, slightly curious.
"Mmm... no. It took some time to find this, and it was kind of expensive, but it was worth it." The young male pulled out a small box and a small device. Opening up the box, he set it in front of the toddler.
"That is something to eat?" The woman raised an eyebrow.
"It's called a birthday cake." Gin stated. "I couldn't get any decoration on it, and the cake is rather plain, but it does have frosting on it. The sugar isn't easy to come by."
"Sugar?" His mother tilted her head.
"It's refined from stuff. I'm not quite sure. But it is very sweet." Ichimaru watched as the small tyke stuck his tiny hand into the cake, simply pushing it around. Gin pulled a piece and stuck it into the small child's mouth. "You eat it Shiro-chan."
"He's small for being a year old." The grandmother suddenly spoke up.
"Ehh... is that bad?" Gin frowned at this, clicking on the device, then looking at the screen. "I found out about this device too. They have strange things in the main city."
"I am glad you're enjoying yourself." The woman smiled, watching the small child eat the cake. "It's not a bad thing. He'll be growing slower now though. It is only the first year that they grow like normal human children."
"Shiro-chan. You're supposed to be messy about this. Can't you be Messy Shiro for once?" The silver haired male frowned. However, he found himself enjoying himself.
Author's note – Historically speaking, and slightly from the time line, these events run a high chance of not happening. But Toshiro and first cake was not something I could resist writing.