APRIL FOOLS

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #d4d4d4; width: 450px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 30px; border-radius: 0px 30px 0px 0px; border-left: #60713e solid 6px;] { HAPPY BIRTHDAY,      Happy birthday to you, this is your day.On this day for you we're gonna love you in every way. This is your day, your day, happy birthday to you, to you, to you. Happy birthday to you, you're still young. Age is just a number, don't you stop having fun. This is your day, your day, happy birthday to you. This day only comes once every year, Because you're so wonderful with each and everything you do.     What the hell was he suppose to get? Yoite sighed as he laid on his bed. He couldn't believe he was so perplexed about this. Stupid really, it was just a birthday, nothing to get excited over. Of course that didn't seem to stop them at all. A sigh parted from his lips as he couldn't believe what he was doing. He was spending the better part of his time, that he could spend on just about anything for this? What the hell? Someone shoot him already? Slowly though he got up, with the guy's birthday, it would also be the start of school. A fitting day for his birthday really, for it to be on the day students dread. Going back to school again and being stuck in the place for hours before finally being free. It made sense in every respect. Maybe he should just get him some random notebook? A pencil? Eraser? No, he would look too cheap even if he doesn't care about the devil. So the question still remained. WHAT THE HELL WAS HE SUPPOSE TO GIVE TO THE GUY? The teen sighed, how was this possible? Even with being physically here, the Nakamura can still torture him? It shouldn't be possible but then again, being the devil, he made it possible. Really, he swore fighting a hundred hit-men armed with guns would be easier than picking a present for the devil. Even if they had known each other for years, far too long in his opinion, how was he suppose to know what to get him? When he had asked his mother for advice, she had simply smiled and told him that if she picked out for him, then it wouldn't be his present. Also, she added that she was sure he could think of something. She didn't help at all. Also, it seems his mother has gotten to Makoto as she told him that she couldn't tell him when eh had ordered her. Miyuki on the other hand had the same reaction as his mother. Really what was he suppose to get to a guy who was richer than him? And lets not forget the fact that at the party the devil's father was apparently holding so that meant that there would be a lot of politician giving the boy gifts. He didn't like the idea of losing at anything so he wanted the best gift but what the hell was he suppose to get that could beat theirs? Something homemade? Ha, as if. He couldn't do that, not only was it stupid but he had no skills in it but to his chagrin. The male closed his eye as he tried to think of an idea. He didn't know how long it took him, nor did he wish to for that matter, but an idea then came to him. Of course, it was going to be the perfect gift. Shinkuto hated his birthday. Unlike most who looked forward to it for the festivity and presents. To be able to smile and have fun. An excuse to throw some party. Yet for him it was never like that. The male mentally sighed as he smiled and accepted another wrapped present. He really didn't care for what it was as he was sure it was something useless. These people didn't care about him, they only cared about talking and getting on the good side of his father because the man was a politician. Again he was in that man's shadow and it frustrated him. No matter what he did, not many seem to acknowledge his existence but rather his father's. All the awards he won, all of the effort her had put in...nothing. The world didn't care for the son but rather the father. Even Ouran was like that, caring more about the bloodline than they did with anything else. He really hated his birthday because of that. Every year having a stupid party, only good thing out of it was the fact that he got to see his cousins again even if it's for a bit before one of the guests give him presents with a fake smile. Then there was the fact that Momoko is rather happy with Miyuki. The two do seem to get along with each other pretty well...then again it was Miyuki. She had her mother's charm after all...unlike her brothers. Although the two girls weren't where he was right now, he was pretty sure they were in Momoko's room right now playing with her toys actually. Unfortunately though, because of the fact that she was here, Yoite had to be here as well. The guy has yet to come up to him though thank god as he was in no mood to deal with the one eyed yakuza. Really, he needed to find an escape somehow, he wasn't sure how much more he can take of hearing people compliment about his bastard of a father. He had a feeling he was going to explode soon but that would mean losing control and he hated losing control. His eye caught a small movement of the male Tsukami. He looked at him in the eye for a moment before the other scoffed and looked away before walking away form the spot as well. He knew that sign...it was stupid but they had signals. It wasn't even spoken, they never agreed to make signals to each other, they hated each other after all but yet, the two could always read the signals. 'meet me at the balcony in a minute' One minute...he could just ignore it. Not go to the balcony and watch the idiot wait outside in the cold but that would mean he was tortured out here. As much as he loathed the Tsukami, it was better than listening to these people. So a minute later he went to the balcony excusing himself saying that he needed some fresh air. It was just the two of them outside since really, the party was inside. "What do you want?"

[/color][/b] he asked. Normally he wouldn't be one to get straight to the point because he knew how impatience the one-eyed male was but he wasn't in a good mood right now.

"You looked bored." the guest answered. It was horrible...to be able to read the Devil. Again, they have known each other for way too long. So he knew the Devil hated these parties, since they were never really for him but for his father. "Lets ditch." he offered. He was sure the two of them could find something, somewhere to do that was better than this. Actually he already had a place in mind.

"You go leave. After all if I leave through the front door people would know. I know the likes of you aren't smart but apparently I have given you more credit than I should have." the Nakamura rejected the idea completely.

"Not if we jump down from here."

Did the guy lose his mind? They were on the fifth story after all. How the hell were they suppose to just jump down like that? "You go break a leg alone. I am not joining you." he replied back curtly.

"I meant jump to the tree Devil. Besides, you are coming with me even if I have to drag you and I will literally drag you." Yoite threatened knowing that the Nakamura had a distaste for being touched. Lucky for him, this was sort of a basic information so he didn't feel horrible for knowing it.

Having no choice, Shinkuto jumped over onto the tree and climbed down. So disgusting...there were bugs that had climbed on this tree. So so so disgusting. Even if he had picked to jump over to tree over touching Yoite, it didn't mean that he was fond of his choice. He watched as the Tsukami jumped over and climbed down the tree afterwards before the two snuck out with the green haired male following the guest's lead.

"Okay Yoite. You better have a place in mind." he stated. He was sure they weren't going to get caught since he doubt anyone at the part noticed his disappearance despite the fact that it was suppose to be his party. That was how it always was.

"I do." he replied back as he continued to walk on leading the way. Their walk was quiet not that either of them minded. They were away from annoying people after all. Still as Shinkuto looked around he recognized the place. It couldn't be. "We're here." The Tsukami stated as he opened the door to his own house. He turned on the lights revealing the main living room where there was a banner declaring "HAPPY SIXTEENTH BIRTHDAY SHINKUTO" in green as various shout outs can be heard.

"Omedeto oni-chan!"

"Omedeto Shinkuto."

"Omedeto Shinshin."

"Omedeto Shinkuto."

It was a small party with only six people including himself. The only family he had here was Momoko who had ran up and shot confetti at him with a wide grin. Shinkuto stood there, his usual apathetic features replaced by one of shock. His eyes rather wide as he was led in by all the three females of the party. Makoto had seemed like he wanted to join but holding himself back as he sat down near the cake.

It was a smaller party than usual and the cake wasn't as well decorated. Although it did taste pretty good. When asked who made it, he learned that it was Yoite's mother and sister. Although Momoko had been the one that wrote his name on the cake. They played card games, sang the happy birthday song and opened presents. It was what he saw on t.v. in shows really, the ones that he never understood and even now he didn't get it. Yet he will admit, it was a lot better the the parties he had. As they cleaned up, or rather the everyone but two as Yoite had excused himself and Shinkuto was not one to clean up, he stood still. It was strange really as he scratched his head. "T-Thank you for the party." He stuttered didn't he? He felt so pathetic stuttering but he did wanted to show them his appreciation for this.

The ones cleaning up all looked at each other and smiled before turning their attention to the birthday boy. "It wasn't our idea."

What? If it wasn't their idea...it could only be one person then. No way. It couldn't be. Were they lying? Was this some kind of April Fool's joke? It had to be so he just nodded. "If you excuse me." he spoke before slowly going to where he knew was Yoite's room.

"What are you doing here Devil?" came the voice as if he had expected Shinkuto to open the door.

"I got bored down there. Since you are the host aren't you suppose to entertain me?" he asked.

"I did a better job than you at your own party. he countered back before grabbing a box on his desk. He had yet to given the Devil the present he bought. "Catch." he tossed the box and as to be expected the Nakamura caught it before opening it. His face although apathetic, his eyes did portray confusion which got the yakuza to smirk.

"Glasses?" he asked taking them out.

"Yeah. Since we both know how much you love them." came the sarcastic remark.

Before they can continue though Lady Tsukami told Shinkuto that Momoko had fallen asleep so Yoite had to carry her since they knew Shinkuto did not like to touch or sweat. Their walk was quiet really and once he had dropped the girl off, he went straight back home.

The next day as Yoite walked down the hallway to go to his class he happened to see the Devil which was nothing unusual. Except for one thing. Why the hell was he wearing glasses? He hated them. No he must had imagined it. With that he entered his class. As if the Devil would use a gift he bought for him. Although he had to admit, inside not out loud of course, it did make him look a little smart. Well he suppose that made the four hours running around looking for glasses for the Devil a little worth it.
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WORDS: 2116.
CHARACTERS: shinkuto and yoite
LYRICS: happy birthday
NOTES: yoite would disagree with the lyrics and shinkuto is so ooc DX

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