Here's a new letter! Hitsugaya's parts are getting harder and harder to write, which is strange. I feel like i'm writing the part of Shiro-yan that's very reserved. On the other hand, Renji's letter was the easier thing i've ever written, which is even stranger ^^;

Thanks to: Akida Umichi, Hyourinmaru10, mysterios, L, PM Sky, and strawhat1227.

Hinamori-san,

They tell me that today is your birthday. Congratulations, i hope your year, and the following one, will be as great as the next. Well, if it wasn't all too great, then i wish you the best of luck. Birthdays are a bit of an off subject with me, considering that i can't remember exactly how old i am. Actually, it seems to be nothing more than a way of counting years for us shinigami, who have been around for hundreds of years. I can't imagine what these dates must mean to the eldest of us all, Yamamoto-sou-taicho, or even Ukitake-san, Unohana-taicho, and Kyouraku-taicho. It also makes me think of the many more or few years that we will be alive in this world. For those of us who aren't quite mortal nor immortal, years and time are nothing more than a formality. I suppose it's the closest reminder to what might have been had we still been human. Matsumoto tells me that i've only been around for less than 200, which is considerably young. And you? You must be just a little older than me. But i guess age doesn't really matter at this point, does it? I wish i could celebrate it with you, but this letter is the best that i could do. Please take care of yourself until the next time i can write you again.

Hitsugaya Toshiro

Hinamori-chan,

God, this is killing me. The fact that we haven't told Hitsugaya-taicho that you're, well, gone. That the letters he writes to you will never reach you physically. If i thought that they would never reach you, spiritually or in whatever ghost form you're in, i wouldn't be writing to you in the first place. But i know that you can see, hear, read these. I mean, all of us can feel it, that you're still here with us. There seems to be a tension whenever one of us goes nears him though. He'd gotten over your death the first time around, though it'd taken forever and no one wants to know how it'll kill him on the inside the second time. I feel like we're all lying. He's never asked or anything, but still. It's probably smashing our consciences right now, with us trying to talk around the edges. I guess the only thing we're all waiting for is for him to get his memory back, if he does at all. It feels like the calm before a storm, the hypertension before an attack. Like we're all watching him and waiting. So, just, you know, go help him or something. Work that magic of yours, Hinamori-chan.

Renji

A/N: There you go, a simple one! PLEASE REVIEW