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'Zanpakuto'

Birthday Blues

'Your birthday's in July?'

That was the first thought that ran through the Shinigami Captains shared inner-world as he stepped unsuspectingly into the Burrow's living room, only to be attacked by the loud shrill cry of 'Happy Birthday, Toshiro!'.

'Harry's is' Toshiro corrected, looking around at the happy face's of his 'family' "My Birthday is on the 20th of December." he stated in mild annoyance.

"B-but…you were born on the 31st of July…" Sirius muttered, utterly confused; a watery kicked-puppy look in his eyes.

"What you on about mate?" Ron frowned, equally confused "You have all Harry's memories right?" 'like you told me?' Was left unsaid.

"Yes. But we Shinigami celebrate the day we died as our re-birthday" Toshiro explained blandly.

"…"

Looking around the room of disappointed face's, the white-haired Soul Reaper sighed, once again one of Harry's instinct's tapped at the edge of his mind. Deciding it would be more hassle to ignore the urge than to go with it, Toshiro looked away from the crowd. "But I guess we could celebrate it today" he grunted, "Just this once…"

After that, the party began underway as if the little inconvenience never happened. Mrs. Weasley brought in the birthday cake and Toshiro couldn't help but be amused at the candles; thinking what would happen if they used the correct amount of candles for his age and not Harry's.

'Knowing my luck the cake would catch fire.'

'Along with everything else.' Hyorinmaru added unhelpfully.

Not long after that, the Captain was starting to become seriously bored with the mortal's party. He couldn't help comparing it to some of the birthday celebrations Matsumoto would throw for him; true that they usually consisted of a lot of saki, not that he really drank it, but at least watching her make a fool of herself was more fun than this.

Luckily for him, he was saved from any more polite pleasantries will Bill Weasley's chatty fiancé; Fleur Delacour when Remus arrived looking gaunt and grim.

"What's the matter, dear?" Molly called, heading over to the tired werewolf, ready to hand him a large slice of cake.

"There has been a couple of Dementor attacks" he announced, taking the plate from the redhead tiredly "And they've found Igor Karkaroff's body in a shack up North. The Dark Mark had been set over it."

That officially killed the party mood and gave Toshiro the perfect opportunity to flee from the room while everyone's attention was on Remus as they discussed the unpleasant matter. He knew he should stay and listen to the information because it may be important to the mission…but he was seriously at the end of his rope with the constant human contact. He needed to train, fight and generally do usual Shinigami activities.

Sighing tiredly, the Captain opened a Senkaimon and headed to Gotei 13. Stepping through the portal he found himself in his own office that was, much to his surprise, was still tidy and Matsumoto free.

'But if she's not wreaking havoc in here…' Toshiro thought suspiciously 'Who's she wreaking havoc on?'

"Come on~!" Rangiku whined childishly, pressing her massive breasts up against the redhead Captain's arm that she held captive "Come for a drink with me~!"

"Le' go of Itsygo-Chan's arm, Booby-Monster!" Nel cried, clinging to her Captain's shoulder, trying to push the woman off him with her foot.

"Be polite Nel-Chan" Ichigo grunted disapprovingly before scolding as he realized that he sounded just like Kenpachi.

Pouting at being called a 'Booby Monster' by the Hollow child, Rangiku tugged on the Captain's muscular arm again, ignoring the girl's small foot pushing against her cheek "Come on Ichigo-kun! I'm soooo~ bored without Shiro-Chan!"

"That's 'Captain Hitsugaya' to you Matsumoto!" said Shinigami Captain strong voice interrupted her attempt at corrupting the newest Captain.

"Captain~!" the Lieutenant squealed as she saw her disgruntled superior walking towards them, down the nearly empty street of Gotei 13. Releasing the redhead's arm Rangiku ran over and tackled the white-haired 'teen' in a booby-hug of death "I've missed you~!"

"Gah!" Toshiro choked out as he was attacked by the blonds cleavage.

"Ummm… Rangiku-san. I think you're suffocating him" Ichigo sweat-dropped, Nel simply giggled cheerfully as Toshiro gasped for air as the elder woman released him from her vice-grip.

"T-thank you Kurosaki" Toshiro stuttered, standing straight once again, trying to regain his composure before nodding at the other Captain and Hollow in greeting.

"What are you doing back Captain?" Rangiku questioned as she wound her arms around the short 'teens' shoulder's in a clingy manner "You didn't kill that Voldy-guy yet did you?"

Glaring at the Lieutenant, Toshiro shrugged her arms off of him "No, actually that house is more suffocating than your… breasts… could ever hope to be" he stated in a very serious manner; not joking in the least, uncaring about Ichigo's quiet sniggers and Nel's happy giggles "The mortals insist on treating me as one of their own. I came here for some much-needed training" he also explained.

"Well. I have no problem with taking some time away from paperwork to help you train" Ichigo smirked, running a hand over the others soft, spiky hair.

Blushing slightly at the affectionate touch, Toshiro swatted the redhead's hand away before turning away and heading for the training area "I'll take you up on that offer Kurosaki"

Shrugging at the blond woman, Ichigo began to follow the moody Captain, leaving Rangiku behind as Nel clung to his robe, still giggling uncontrollably.

"B-But What About That Drink?!~"

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