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[ Sunset finds Ukitake to be settled upon a rooftop (is it one you happen to recognize, perchance?), sitting in seiza as the heat of the day wanes, brown eyes diligently overlooking the city. In light of recent events, he has forgone wearing both captain's haori and shihakusho in favor of donning a white, button-up shirt and dark dress slacks, his
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When you're as old as Kyouraku-taichou and I, birthdays tend to sneak up on you. Moreso, when time flows differently, as it does in this place.
I nearly forgot it, myself!
[ But he didn't, in the end! And that's what counts, right? ]
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[Ah, kids. So... tactless. Not that she means to offend.]
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[ Don't you worry, 'Chiru. Ukitake can deal. ]
And nowhere near as old as Kyouraku-taichou.
[ Though that very well may be slander, judging by the glint in his eyes. ]
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Catching up to Genryuusai-sensei, he is.
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Nuh-uh! Nobody's as old as Gramps!
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[ And he chuckles himself, a smile easily finding its way to his lips. ]
And it should stay that way, don't you think?
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Do you know how old Shun-Shun is today?
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[ Then, a very shifty, very deliberate sideways glance. ]
But, it's a secret. Shall I entrust it to you?
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Yeah, yeah! I'm really good at keeping secrets, Ukki!
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[ Hushhushhush. Ukitake leans in reaaaally close to the Forge, lowering his voice to the point where it's only possible for Yachiru to hear, because what are private filters, anyway -
And well, the number is a large one. Astonishing for a child, perhaps. ]
Do I have your word that you won't tell a single soul?
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Promise!
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