The shades of the morning sunlight make him opens his eyes. He blinks several times before fully awake. He rolls his body to meet a blonde head rests peacefully beside him. His back facing him.

Hisashi wraps his arm around his lover. He lifts his body a little, caressing the smooth delicate skin of his lover. He bends down and drops light kisses on his lover's shoulder.

Jiro turns his body to face his lover and snuggles to him. Hisashi drags him into his embrace. Jiro buries his face in to the crook of Hisashi's neck.

"Are you awake?" Hisashi asks softly. His hand slips inside the soft strands of his lover's blonde locks.

Jiro kisses Hisashi's neck as an answer. He trailes up to Hisashi's chin then to Hisashi's thin lips. His pout catches Hisashi's lower lip. He gently sucking and nibbling on it. The guitarist hands go around Jiro's waist, pulling him and settles Jiro on top of him. He kisses Jiro back with the same passion. His hands draw random patterns on Jiro's back.

The phone rings. Jiro reflexively withdraw his lips from Hisashi's. Hisashi growls, he catches Jiro's lips again. Jiro pushes him away lightly. "Get it…" he whispers.

Hisashi glares sharply at the keep ringing thing.

"Get it, Hisa. Maybe it's important…" Jiro says again.

Hisashi sighs defeatedly and reaches out his hand to take the receiver. "Hai, moshi-moshi…" he says lazily.

The genki voice on the other line greets him cheerily, "Ohayou, Tono-chan !!"

"What is it, Teru?" His hand rubs Jiro's arm. Jiro nuzzles his head beside Hisashi's.

"Is Jiro with you?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Can I talk to him for a minute?"

Hisashi moves his eyeballs to Jiro, "Ugh…he's still asleep…"

Jiro lifts his head, pouted, "I am not…" he then take the receiver from Hisashi. He rolls his body from Hisashi and lies beside him. "Teru, it's me…"

Hisashi pulls Jiro to him. His ears catch every words that slip from Jiro's sexy lips.

"Ee…So, everything's okay?…Okay, I'll meet you then…Hai. Arigatou Teru-kun…" Jiro place the receiver back and turn to his lover.

"What did he want?" Hisashi asks him as his fingers lingers on Jiro's chubby cheeks.

Jiro shakes his head, "Nothing."

Hisashi glares to his lover. "Jiro…" he uses a warning tone to his lover. Reminding him that he doesn't like to be fooled.

Jiro presses his lips against Hisashi's nose, "Nothing, Hisa. He just asking me to accompany him to find a present for his son's birthday next week…"

Present, Hisashi muse. Present. He suddenly remembers something. Present. He peers to digital clock on the nightstand. He then turn to his lover again, "Jiro, do you forget something?"

Jiro's perfectly shaped eyebrows twists, "I don't think so. Why?"

"Are you sure?" Hisashi asks again.

"Ng…Ah! I remember! I forget to tell Teru that today I can't accompany him. Baka! I have to accompany you to the computer expo, ne? I better call him…"

Hisashi catches Jiro's hand before he can take the phone. "No, Jiro. It's okay. You can go with him."

"But…"

Hisashi smiles asuringly to him. "It's okay. Really. Teru needs your help…"

Jiro smiles thankfully to him. Hisashi sighs. Today is my birthday, he fume. And Jiro forget it. Hisashi sighs again.

Seeing his lover's troubled face, Jiro rolls his body on top of Hisashi again. He smiles seductively to him. "Want to bath me?"

A smile creeps Hisashi's lips, "You know that I never could resist you, don't you?"

Jiro laughs. He raises his body and drags Hisashi with him.

****

Jiro enters the café and a girl welcome him. "Irrashaimase…Are you alone, Sir?"

"No. I have an appointment with my friend…" Jiro's eyes darts across the room and see someone sitting in the corner, waving his hand to him. "Ah, there he is…"

The girl smiles and lead him to the corner. Jiro sit in front of his friend, "Sorry, I'm late…"

The other one smiles understandingly. "Nah, it's okay…"

"Are you ready to order, Sir?" the girl asks them.

Jiro nods. "Yes. Lemon tea, please…"

The girl turn to the other man, "And what would you like, Sir?"

"Black coffee, please…"

The girl note their order and leave. Jiro watch her leave then turn to his friend. "Ne, sorry to make you wait…"

His friends chuckles, "Aw, it's okay, Jiro. By the way, what did you tell to Hisashi? I know that you supposed to accompany him to the computer expo, right?"

Jiro tilts his head, "Well, I tell him that you asked me to help you finding a present for your son."

Teru lifts his eyebrows, "He trusted you?"

Jiro scratches the back of his head. "I'm not good at lying especially to him, but he trusted me. Besides, I wasn't fully lying to him."

The charming one chuckles. "Yeah, you're right…"

The girl come again with their order. "Hai, douzo…"

"Arigatou…"

The girl leaves again. Teru dugs into his pocket and pulls out a small velvet box. Jiro stares at him. His eyes widen and he held his breath as Teru opens the box. A plain platinum ring lies in it. Its surface reflects the sunlight. The cute bassist covers his mouth with his hand.

Teru smiles to him. "So, what do you think?"

"It's beautiful…" the blonde whispers. He takes the box from Teru's hand.

"You like it?"

Still astonished by the ring, Jiro just nod his head. "Very. This is very beautiful…"

Teru takes the box from Jiro and takes the ring from it. He then gently takes Jiro's left hand and slips the ring into Jiro's finger. Jiro stares at the ring that now circles his finger.

"Aw, Teru. Thank you so much…" he finally turns his attention to his friend. He throws him one of his most sweet grateful smile.

Teru smiles back to him. "It's nothing." He takes Jiro's hand in his and his fingers play with the ring. "Actually I didn't know exactly whether you would like it or not…so I asked my sister to helped me out with this."

Jiro licks his lips. "This is exactly like what I want. Thank you so much, Teru…"

"I told you it's nothing. Ne, I guess you better keep it back in the box before anyone can see it. It supposed to be a secret, right?"

Jiro agrees him and pull out the ring from his finger. He put it back into its box and once again he smiles thankfully to Teru.

They then switches into common conversation after Jiro put the box into his pocket. Neither of them notices a figure standing across the street, glaring in disbelieve to them.

****

Hisashi slams the door behind him. His breath labours because of running and anger. He throws his jacket carelessly to an arm chair. He then throws himself into his sofa. His fist clenched. He bit his lower lip hard until he feel hurt. He licks his lip to reduce the pain.

This is the worst birthday he ever has in his life. First, Jiro. His cute lovely Jiro, the one he loves and cares, the one he thought will be the only one who cares about him more than any one else, forgot about his birthday.

Then he went to the computer expo. He thought at least he could lighten up a little bit by watching or maybe buying the newest issue of some computer stuffs. But in fact, there's nothing interesting at the expo.

So he decided to call Jiro, asking him where he was and told him that he might join him in helping Teru finding a present for his son. Hoping against hope that maybe Jiro suddenly remember his birthday.

In fact, Jiro's mobile was turned off.

Then, he decided to take a walk. The weather was quite good. So he put on his sunglasses and thanked God that no one recognised him. But then again, like a thunder in daylight, as he stopped at the intersection, waiting for the light turned out to green, he saw Jiro and Teru at the café across the street.

He didn't mind with them sitting in a café. But then Teru showed Jiro a small box, he opened it and Hisashi could see the ashtonished expression of Jiro. He could see how Teru took out a ring from it. A ring. And he took Jiro's hand and slipped the ring into Jiro's finger.

He can't believe it. Teru. And Jiro. His bestfriend. And his lover. What the hell is going on? he fume. He refuses to believe the thought that showed up in his head. The thought that Jiro was cheating behind his back. With Teru.

"Gods!" he mutters angrily. Why this has to be happened right now? Why this has to be happened at his birthday?

No one cares about his birthday. Everybody forget about his birthday since no one called him for at least said `happy birthday'. And Jiro…Jiro is…cheating on him.

"Happy birthday to me" he whispers, singing for himself. "Happy birthday to me, happy birthday dear…Hisashi…" He chuckles, "Happy birthday…to…me…"

A single tear starts to fell from his left eye. Hisashi chuckles and wipes the tear. "Pathetic Tonomura…" he says to himself. He feels something warm and fury rubs against his leg. He looks down and find Ayu there, looking up at him with his green eyes, purring softly.

Hisashi bends down and lifts the cat. He hugs the cat lovingly. "Gomen ne, Ayu-chan. I forget about you. At least you still
remember me…" he says to the cat, somewhat feeling at least he still has someone…er, something that cares to him.

Ayu leaps from his lap, gracefully walking to his empty meal bowl. He purrs to his master as he touches the bowl with his leg. Hisashi greets his teeth and lifts his middle finger to his cat, "Anta!"

****

The clock shows that it's almost dinner time. Hisashi sighs. Still, there's nobody shows up or calls him. He walks to the phone, taking the receiver and ready to dial Jiro's number but then he put the receiver back.

He walks around the room, eyes still on the phone. He then rushes to it and takes the receiver again. He has to talk with Jiro. He no longer mind about Jiro forgetting his birthday, he wants to talk to him about him and Teru. He has to explain everything to him.

He stops in the middle of Jiro's number. He sighs. He slams the receiver back, takes his jacket, and rushes to his car. He will deal with his angel face to face.

****

Teru put the candle carefully then sighs. A smug smile covers his charming face. He brushes away his hair that falls to his forehead. He hears some sound and see Jiro enters the kitchen and nears him. Teru scans his friends's appearance. Jiro wears khaki coloured pants and a pink sweatshirt. His brown orbs reflects the artificial light of the lamp. His cheek a little flush and his sexy lips shimmer because of his lipgloss.

"You look cute…" he comments.

Jiro blushes. "Thanks." He examines Teru's job and beams, "Aww…it's cute…"

Teru grins. "I bet my reputation to make this. Keep away from it, Jiro!"

Jiro grins cheekily to him and licks his finger.

"Ne, are you sure he will come? I think you better call him…" Teru says as he peers to the clock that hanged on the kitchen wall.

Jiro agrees. "Ee. I think you're right…"

Jiro takes the phone on the wall when Takuro comes in to the kitchen. "Come on! He's here!"

"Really?"

Takuro nods. Jiro and Teru rushes to Jiro's decarated living room. "Turn off the light!!" Jiro says as he hide behind the sofa with Teru. Somebody turns off the light.

"You have the ring with you?" Teru whispers to him.

Jiro fingers his pocket. He nods. "I save it for last…"

Teru grins. "We'll leave as soon as possible…"

Takuro, who hide near them, glaring at them, "Shut up! He can hear you!".

They grin.

****

Hisashi parks his car behind Jiro's car. He gets off his car and notices that Teru's car parked beside Jiro's. He bites his lip. He lifts his fist to hit Teru's car but suddenly he remembers that if he do that its alarm will active, so he drops his hand. Afterall, it's not only Teru's fault.

He notices that Jiro's house is dark. He pulls out a spare key and shove it to the keyhole. He frowns when he foind that it didn't lock. He slowly turn the handle, peering to the dark living room.

As he opens the door some more, the light suddenly turned on and cheery voices welcome him.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!!"

Hisashi blinks. He stuns where he stand. A `Happy Birthday, Hisashi!!!' banner hanged in the middle of the room. He see his friends standing in there. Smiling to him, holding some firecracker in their hands.

Jiro rushes to him and hugs him tightly, "Happy Birthday, koi…"

Hisashi blinks again, still doesn't recover from his shock. He slips his arm around Jiro's waist. "What…what is this?" he whispers.

Jiro laughs. "This is your birthday, right?"

"A..aa…"

"So this is the celebration, baka !" Teru replies him.

Hisashi stuns again. They didn't forget, he muse. He thought they forgot, but they didn't. He sighs relievely.

Jiro gently touches Hisashi's cheek, "What happen, koi? Are you sick?"

Hisashi takes Jiro's hand and kisses him lightly, "No, koi. I'm fine. Thank you…"

Jiro smiles, "So, come in! This is your party!" Jiro pushes him and closes the door behind him.

Hisashi can't suppress the happy smile from his face. Takuro hands him a little present and a glass of beer to him. He surprises that everyone are there. His bandmates, Shigeo, Toshi, Masahide, DIE, even Reiko and Izumi are also there.

Hisashi sit on the couch and laughs at Teru's joke. Jiro promps himself beside his lover and leaning to him. Hisashi encircle his arm around the blonde and kisses his temple. Jiro giggles.

"Ne, are you happy?" Jiro asks him innocently.

"Yep." He murmurs into Jiro's hair. "I never thought you prepared for this, koi."

Jiro winks to him and Hisashi chuckles. Then he can see Jiro exchange glance with Teru and Teru nods. The vocalist goes to the kitchen. Hisashi tighten his arm around Jiro's waist, somehow feel more possesive to his blonde angel.

Teru comes out again with a huge birthday cake in his hands. Hisashi gasps. Teru put the cake in the middle of the table and everybody gathers around.

"Make a wish…" Teru says.

Hisashi entwins his finger with Jiro's and closes his eyes. Wishing all the best for him. He opens his eyes and blow the candle along with his friends singing `Happy Birthday'.

Jiro kisses him, "Happy birthday, koi. I hope all the good luck for you."

Hisashi pulls his blonde lover to a passionate kiss.

"Oi, oi, oi!!" Takuro shouts. "This is not just your party!!"

Jiro slowly withdraw his lips from Hisashi and grins shily. "Well, gomen, Takkun. Teru, I guess he's jealous…"

Teru, who already grinning by seeing his friends kissing, grins wider and pulls Takuro to him. He lifts up his face to kiss the leader. "There, satisfy, Takkun?" he says after that.

Everyone laughs while Takuro's face burns.

****

Jiro put the dishes into the washing machine and activates it. He wipes his hands with a napkin. He turns his head as he hears someone enters the kitchen. He smiles sweetly to Hisashi.

Hisashi approaches to his beloved and put his hands on Jiro's hip. He gently pulls the blonde to him, pressing their forehead to each other and sighing. Jiro just simply circles his arms around Hisashi's neck and closes his eyes, smelling the good scent of Hisashi's musk, hearing and feeling the hot breath of his lover that slowly sweeps his face.

They're standing like that for some moments. Say nothing to each other, just feeling each other's presence.

"Jiro…"

Jiro still closing his eyes, "Hmm?"

Hisashi moves his right hand, brushing Jiro's bang and softly kisses him there. He tugs his lover's bang behind Jiro's ear and plays with Jiro's sensitive area there. Jiro's face flushes and he smiles.

Jiro opens his eyes, staring gently at his lover. Hisashi sighs. Jiro looks so beautiful. They exchange glances, catching every feeling they have to each other through their eyes.

Care. Love. Passion.

Jiro engages himself from Hisashi, entwins their hands. Hisashi understand. He turns off the kitchen's lamp and leads them to the bedroom.

Hisashi closes the door behind him. Jiro turns off the main lamp and turns on the night lamp. Hisashi stares at him. The shimmer glow of the light makes Jiro's profile looks more beautiful. He smiles to himself, feeling that someway he's blessed because he has that beautiful angel with him.

He pulls Jiro into his embrace, holding him tightly and kisses him. Jiro surrender into the kiss, letting his lover take the control on them. He wants to make him happy because today is Hisashi's birthday.

Hisashi slowly break the kiss. He pulls away a little, his fingers gently lingers along Jiro's face.

"You're so beautiful, Jiro…" he whispers.

Jiro blushes a little. Hisashi's thumb brushes his lips. Jiro darts out his tongue and licks it. Hisashi smiles. He brings his lips to Jiro's ear, whispering seductively, "I want to see you…"

Jiro understand. He pulls away from his lover. Slowly pulling his pink sweatshirt up and take it off. Hisashi gasps. Jiro then take off his khaki pants, letting it pools around his legs. He steps out from it and toss it aside.

Hisashi licks his lips. Jiro hesitates for a moment. He takes a deep breath, slowly starting a strip dance as he takes off his boxer. He then lifts his head, staring at his lover innocently. Hisashi sighs, satisfies with what he see.

Jiro is so perfect. His beautiful brown orbs, staring gently at him. His flushed chubby cheeks. His slightly parted tempting lips. His perfect long neck. His delicate skin. His well-sculpted muscles. Hisashi concludes that he will never meet someone as beautiful as his lover.

He approaches to Jiro again and pulls him again into another kiss. He gently drags them to the bed. He lies Jiro there and he settles himself on top of the bassist. Jiro's hands brush blankly through Hisashi's hair, slightly parting his lips and moans softly as Hisashi slips his tongue inside his mouth.

But suddenly he remembers something. He abruptly break the kiss, making Jiro frowns at him. Hisashi licks his lips and trying to cool down his raging hormones. Jiro reaches out his hand to touch Hisashi's cheek. "Hisa?" he calls out.

He gives the blonde a cold glance. "Jiro…I need to talk about something…"

Jiro laughs a little. "I guess this is not a right time to talk, ne?"

Hisashi lifts his body off Jiro and sit beside him. "I'm serious, Jiro"

Jiro finds that his lover is really serious. He sighs. He pulls the blanket over himself and sit. "Okay. What do you want to talk about?"

Hisashi takes a deep breath. "Today…I saw you…and Teru…at the café…"

Jiro blinks. "You saw us?"

Hisashi bites his lower lip. Jiro doesn't feel like he is shocked or something. Hisashi greets his teeth. "What…actually happen between you and Teru?"

"What? What do you mean?" Jiro asks confusingly.

Hisashi rolls his eyes, "Aw, c'mon, Jiro! I saw you and Teru at the café. I saw what happened there between you two!"

Jiro tries to remember the he lifts his eyebrows, "Oh, that." He then stares at the smaller man mischievously. "Say, are you jealous?"

"Jiro…"

"Tell me, Hisa." Jiro cut him, "Are you jealous with me?"

Hisashi snaps to him, "Yes! Yes, I'm jealous! I'm fucking jealous! And angry! `cause you dare to cheat on me behind my back! With my bestfriend!"

Jiro pouts at him, he places his palm on Hisashi's cheek but the guitarist snatches him away. Jiro smiles, "Ne, I'm happy that you're jealous to me. That tell me that you still love me…"

"Of course I love you!"

Jiro throws himself to Hisashi, clinging onto his neck. "Aww, Hisa…Think about this. If…I do cheating on you with Teru, do you think that I would prepare the party for you? Do you think that I could act like there's nothing happen between me and him? And do you think that I can still act like we're okay? Come on, Hisa. You know that I'm not a good liar."

Hisashi slowly moves his eyes to his lover, having the unsure glance in them. "Really?"

Jiro tighten his arms around Hisashi's neck, kissing him tenderly. "And I love you too."

Reluctantly, the brunette put his hands on Jiro's back then hold him tightly. "Gomen ne, koi. I just…thought that you have forgotten my birthday and…and then I saw with Teru…I…"

Jiro put his point finger on Hisashi's thin lips. "Ssshh…it's okay, koi. I understand. I was just talking to Teru about your birthday and he suggested a party. That's what me and Teru have had these few days. Talking about your birthday party. That's all. And you do know that there's something between him and Takkun…"

Hisashi nods, feeling a guilt to his blonde lover. He leans his head to kiss him. "I love you so much, Jiro. I was just affraid that I'm gonna loose you…"

"You're not going to loose me, Hisa." Jiro whispers to him in front of his mouth. "Not now." They kiss. "Not ever.."

Hisashi pushes Jiro back on to the mattress again, lips still devouring on his lover's pout and once again Jiro surrenders to the kiss. He opens his mouth, giving Hisashi the access to taste more. Hisashi slips his tongue, swirling and licking every edge of his lover's sweet hot mouth.

Jiro moans from the back of his throat. Hisashi pulls the sheet off Jiro and his hand go to Jiro's hip and slowly grinding their hips together. Jiro whimpers, his hand grips Hisashi's wrist and his head arches back as he feels the pleasure sweeps him.

"Ack! Hisa…"

Hisashi trailes quick kisses along Jiro's neck, licking every place he touches, making the blonde moans louder. Their hips move together. Jiro moans in protest as Hisashi lifts his body off Jiro. Hisashi takes off his clothes and throws them on to the floor.

The petit guitarist then let his gaze sweeps over his lover, making Jiro blushes a little. Jiro takes his hand and squeezes it
lightly. "You like…"

"Everything that I see." He confirms. He then lies on top of his lover. Their eyes lock. Hisashi has his hands moving all over his lover's body, caressing Jiro's soft skin. Jiro shivers everytime Hisashi touches his sensitive spots.

Hisashi kisses his lover some more. His hands keep moving on Jiro, going lower and lower on his lover. Jiro gasps as Hisashi takes his love in his hand. Hisashi rubs his thumb on the base of Jiro's ball, making the blonde whimpers.

Jiro hiss out his lover's sweet name. Hisashi leans down to kiss him while he starts pumping his lover a little. The kiss muffles Jiro's cries and the blonde moving his hip along with Hisashi's hand's movement.

Hisashi takes the pace by pumping him a little bit. His other hand plays with Jiro's nipple. His kiss trailes down along Jiro's jawline, his neck, his collarbone, and to his chest. Jiro moans again as Hisashi licks one of his nipple, moving playfully on it.

Jiro bites his lower lip. "Nnh…Hisa…m..motto…" His hip moving faster and he thrusts once again before he explode to all over his stomach and Hisashi's hand.

Hisashi hugs him lovingly and drops butterfly kisses on his face. Jiro tries to catch his breath. They stare at each other and Hisashi kiss Jiro's eyes tenderly.

He eyes his lover. Jiro's face still flushed. The blonde licks his lips. Hisashi rests his head beside Jiro, his hands caressing Jiro's waist softly.

"You know, I always wonder what is it like…" Hisashi whispers to him.

"Nani?" the blonde asks back, still panting.

"Is it hurt, Jiro? Everytime I make love to you…is it always hurt?" Hisashi wonders. Now his hand caressing Jiro's jawline.

Jiro gently places his hand on Hisashi's shoulder, the other one brushes through the brunette locks. "Why do you ask?"

"I just suddenly remember the first time we did it. I mean, the first time we made love. I could clearly remember that that time you had that hurt expression on your face. Is it, Jiro? Is it really hurt?"

Jiro smiles, happy because Hisashi concerns about him. His fingers taps gently on his lover's shoulder. "Well…it was painful. At the first time, it was painful. Whenever you enters me, it always painful, Hisa. But for the rest, you always turn it into pleasure…" he explains. His voice husky.

"I do?" Hisashi wonders again.

Jiro kisses him. "You do, koi."

Hisashi lifts his head, staring straight into Jiro's eyes. "I want you…to share the pain with me."

Jiro blinks.

Hisashi continues, "I want to feel the pain, Jiro. Make me feel the same pain I cause to you."

Jiro smiles, then shakes his head, "I won't share the pain with you, Hisa. I'll just share the pleasure you always give to me…" He then grabs Hisashi's waist, pushes him down to the mattress. Hisashi grins, he spreads his legs for Jiro.

Jiro settles himself between Hisashi's hip. He gently grips on the latter's hip and slowly thrusts inside him. Hisashi arches his head back. His eyes shuts. His hands clenches the sheet. "Itai!!" he screams.

Jiro stops his move. Hisashi softly panting. He waits until the pain subsides and blinks his tears away. Then he finds Jiro staring at him concernly. "I'm okay…" he mouths and reaches his hand to caress Jiro's cheek.

Jiro smiles and kiss him. Hisashi moves his hip and Jiro thrust in again, slower than previous. They're panting softly as Jiro surrounds by Hisashi's warmth. "Ne, what do you think?" Jiro asks him.

Hisashi chuckles, "It does hurt." Jiro chuckles too. Hisashi kisses him, "Don't stop, koi." He says seductively.

Jiro kisses him back. He pulls out and thrust back in again. His moves slow and gentle. This is the first time for Hisashi to be the prey, not the hunter like usual. Hisashi finds the pleasure of Jiro's body moving in and out of him. Slow but slowly he keep up the pace little by little.

Hisashi moans as the pleasure become greater and greater. He lifts his hip to move along with his lover.

"Ooh…Jirooo…"

Jiro entwins their hands together and thrusts in faster and deeper, making Hisashi moans louder. Asking for more from his beloved angel. Jiro fulfils his lover's wish. He moves as fast as he can and they scream each other's name as the white explotion sweeps them into a blind searing end.

Breathless and boneless, yet feels satisfies, Jiro drops onto his lover's body. Hisashi hugs him, caressing Jiro's sweated back. He kisses Jiro's face lovingly, "Thank you, koi. Thank you."

Jiro smiles. He gently withdraw from Hisashi and lies beside him. Hisashi hold him tightly. Jiro lies his head on Hisashi's chest, his hand rest on Hisashi's side. Hisashi slips his his hand around Jiro's waist. He buries his face into Jiro's soft hair.

"Ne," Jiro manages to speak after they catch their breath again. "I have something for you…"

"You've done so much for me, koi. What else you want to give me?" Hisashi wonders.

Jiro kisses him, "Aw, Hisa. You know I would do anything for you." He then get off the bed. He takes his pants and dugs into its pocket. He pulls out something from it and back to the bed.

Hisashi sits, he wrinks his nose as he feels a slight pain on his back. He takes a deep breath and sighs before stares curiously to Jiro. Jiro sits in front of him and reaches out his hand. He's holding a small velvet box. "This is for you…"

Hisashi takes the box and looks up at him, "What is it?"

"Open it…"

Hisashi slowly opens the box while Jiro stares at him excitedly. Hisashi hold his breath as he see its contain.

A ring. A platinum ring.

He takes it out from the box, eyeing on it. "Jiro…this is…"

"What do you think?" Jiro asks curiously.

Hisashi fingers the ring's surface. It's genuine platinum. "This is beautiful. How…"

Jiro cut him. A smug smile covers his face. "Teru helped me with that. He said he didn't know exactly my style, so I tries to describe it to him and he told it to his sister who then helped him with that. And he gave it to me today."

Hisashi stares at him.

"At the café." Jiro continues.

Hisashi can't describe his feeling. Happy, loved, overwhelm, excited. He cups Jiro's face and kisses him lovingly.

Jiro takes the ring from Hisashi's hand. He takes Hisashi's left hand and inserts the ring into his finger. Then he kisses Hisashi's finger where the ring circles. "Happy Birthday, koi. I just can only pray that you will get more happiness." Jiro whispers.

Hisashi can't hold the tears that falls on his cheek. "Thank you, koi. I'm sorry I have accused you cheating on me. I just didn't want to lose you. At least not at my birthday."

Jiro throws himself to Hisashi. "Aaw…I told you, Hisa. You're not going to lose me. In any way. Believe me that you're the one that only matters for me."

Hisashi hugs him tightly. He says a little pray in his heart. Thanking someone above that giving him this happiness of having such a wonderful person like Jiro. Thanking Him that He sent His blonde angel to him. And he wish that he will never do something that can make him lose Jiro.

Because Jiro is part of his life. Because Jiro is his love. Because Jiro is his happiness.

--OWARI--