This is my first story on here, first one using two canon characters as the main pairing. I hope it's good.
Inspriation: Tanabata. Bird of Paradise flower
Disclaimer: Tite Kubo owns Bleach. I am not him.

She had no problem with her birthday being the same day as the Tanabata festival. The fukutaichou of squad eight stood beneath one of the few trees near the festival grounds. She looked out into thr crowd with sharp, vibrant blue eyes.
"Who're you looking for Nanao-chan?" She holds back a sigh and turns her black crowned head to look at her captain.
This was one of the reasons she resented the holiday. The romantic story behind it always inspired her taichou to act out more then usual. That and the squad members with hangovers the next day. "No one sir. I just noticed your reiatsu disappeared. Now I understand you were hiding it."
"Ah, don't be so cold Nanao-chan." The man with long wavy brown hair grins widely. His brown eyes spark with mischeif. "Your kind and handsome taichou even got you something."
Nanao raised an eyebrow, slightly adjusting her glasses. As if it wasn't warning enough she said in a cold voice, "This had better not be inappropriate captain."
Shunsui chuckles, "Of course not! I just noticed you haven't visited your favorite stall. I can't have my beautiful Nanao-chan going hungry on her birthday."
"Thank you taichou." Nanao smiles slightly, reaching out to take the package of six sweet bean jelly pastries. She gets a small annoyed mark when he grabs her hand and tries to rub it against the slight stubble on his cheek.
Out came an undecorated fan to slap his hand and cheek. "Oh Nanao-chan! Your so cold, today's a day ro relax."
"Maybe I could if you ever learn to keep your hands to yourself." She snaps, grabbing the bag out of his hand.
Suddenly both have an arm wrapped around their shoulders by a woman with a mane of redish orange hair. "Hello Nanao-chan, Shunsui-taichou!" She says in a sing-song voice.
"Good evening Matsumoto-san." Nanao answers, slightly supporting the woman.
"Your to uptight!" Rangiku sighs, looking mournfully at the captain. "I thought that after so many years Shunsui-taichou would have rubbed off on you."
"I did to Rangiku-san. I did too." He answers as Nanao does sigh. "Did you get abandoned?"
She nods, stealing a sake bottle off a stand. She takes a sip before explaining. "Gin ran off somewhere, Toshiro got called for a mission with Soifon, and the rest of my squad has gone home or passed out."
"That's horrible." Nanao says sourly.
"Absolutely tragic." Shunsui agrees in a serious tone. "Why don't we go play some games together?"
Nanao pales, "Actually captain, I've got to get home and-"
"Nonsense!" He says in a jovial voice. "It's your birthday, you must have fun!"
"That's right! Knew I was forgetting something." Rangiku looks around, flustered. "Bought something for you-aha!" She grins, pulling out a small bag from her dark pink yukata's sash. " 'Snot much, but I thought your old one was getting...well, old."
Nanao takes it and holds up a dark blue hair clip. "Thank you." She says sincerely.
"Need some help putting it on?" Shunsui offers.
"No sir." She answers sharply as they approach a stall. "And I'll sit this one out."
Shunsui chortles as Rangiku hurries to the blushing vender to pay. "Come on, all you have to do is throw a ring around a peg."
"My target practice is for kido, not child games."
He grins, shrugging off his bright pink, floral pattern haori. "Then my Nanao-chan can hold this so she doesn't get cold."
She scowls after him as he rescues the man from Rangiku before she could suffocate him. As he started in on the game she got her first real glimpse of his yukata.
It was a very orange piece of clothing, but along the bottom were embroidered dark blue flowers. The belt that held it closed was a dark violet. On most it would look gaudy and idiotic but he gave it a majestic air.
She shook her head, she preferred her simple outfit. It was a silverish blue color with a dark blue sash. It didn't stand out in the crowd of colors and that's what she enjoyed.

In no time Nanao and Shunsui were carefully hauling a snoring Rangiku to her office. It was much closer then her house and most likely unlocked.
After they had placed her on the couch Shunsui looked at the festival grounds. "They're starting to turn he lights off to start the star viewing." He muses. "Why don't we go sit on the office roof?"
"I guess it would be more suitable then flashstepping back for no reason." She sighs, looking at her captain. She reaches out and gently tips his straw hat so it sits evenly on his head.
He grins, "Ah, is my little Nanao-chan finally starting to thaw?"
"Don't get your hopes up." She answers, shunpoing towards the office.
Nanao stops and sighs as Shunsui looks back at her chuckling. "Slow as ever Nanao-chan." He smiles, taking his haori off her shoulders and laying it on the roof. "Ladies first."
She glowers but sits down. He gets a pleased look but when she looks back up it's a calm one.
He took a cross-legged stance beside her. "There's the river Amanogawa, separating Orihime form Hikoboshi." He points out the silver path of stars.
"The story goes Orihime, the daughter of Tentei, wove beautiful clothes by the bank of the Amanogawa. She worked very hard to please her father but was sad because she could never meet and fall in love with someone. Tentai was concerned for his daughter and arranged for her to meet Hikoboshi who worked and lived on the other side of the river. They fell in love and were married."
Nanao sighs, "I know the legend taichou. Tentai was displeased by the fact Orihime no longer wove clothes. He separated the two by the Amanogawa. Orihime begged to see Hikoboshi again." She stifles a yawn. "So now Tentai allows them to meet the seventh day of the seventh month."
He smiles, still looking at the stars. "I knew you wouldn't know that last part! The first time they tried to meet they found there was no bridge. Orihime wept until the magpie noticed and promised to make a bridge with their wings. If it rains on Tanabata the magpie flock can't do this and the lovers must wait another year."
Shunsui looks at his companion to see her fast asleep on the haori. Smiling he stands to pick her up. "You work to hard, little Nanao-chan." He says quietly, flashstepping her to her house. As he gently tries to open the door he jostles her and she snapped awake. "Ah Nanao-chan, if you could tell me where your spare key id I would rather not li-"
She hit him with her fan. "I would have been fine to walk home if you woke me up Kyoraku-taichou!" She scolds, flying to her feet. She opened her door and hurried in, slamming it in his face.
Shunsui smiles, having ignored her seething look. Beside the desk that held the paperwork was a bamboo tree with two paper strips. Ise-san did have a festive spirit. "Goodnight Nanao-chan." He calls before walking away.

Well, it was short but I think it was a good start. Please review.
~Willow