December 20,
It was a cold December night on Toshiro’s birthday. This time Rangiku decided to throw him a party with as many people that would come, most of them only came for the booze or just for a reason to get out of work. Only about five to eight of the guests came to wish him a happy birthday, not that he care. But the one thing he had always looked forward to on his birthdays, sense he became a soul reaper, he thought wouldn’t ever come again. You see every year I, Gin Ichimaru, would give him a present he’d actually want. But last year I wasn’t here in Las Noches, and that’s what he was thinking to as he sat