One month after the training camp, just two seconds into what was sure to be a glorious Sunday, Yuusuke's phone lit up with a call from Yasutomo. He clicked his tongue, and Call, then pulled the phone to his ear with a grin.

"Sho?"

"Happy birthday, Yuusuke…" came an affectionate purr from the other end of the line. Yuusuke's grin widened.

"Thanks, sho."

"See you soon… Are you excited? Huh?"

"You bet, sho!"

"You gonna sleep now?"

"Not much else I can do all alone, sho."

"Hah! Aight… Sweet dreams, Yuusuke…"

"Night, sho," sighed Yuusuke, tickled too pink to sleep.


After a short night's rest, Yuusuke rushed to answer the doorbell with his night cap crammed into the waist of his pajama pants and his hair a tangled mess.

"Morning, sho..!" he slumped against the gate with a wobbly smile. Yasutomo, already clad in his gifted Makishima designer jersey, lowered his helmet from his heart to his side with an appreciative grin.

"Morning, birthday boy," he pecked Yuusuke's lips. "Did I wake ya..?"

"Not really.." Yuusuke scratched his cheek. "I was just lazing around, sho…"

"You ready for breakfast, then?" winked Yasutomo.

Yuusuke nodded eagerly, so Yasutomo followed him inside.


Thirty minutes later, Yuusuke slumped over the island of the Makishima kitchen, eyes hung on his boyfriend's back as Yasutomo swirled scrambled eggs in a wok. He grabbed a plateful of blushing rice next and dumped it in, and with a few more nudges of his spatula, he coaxed a pale gold omurice onto a clean plate, serving it to Yuusuke with a crooked ketchup heart on top.

"Zucchini, olive, and anchovy omurice for Yuusuke," he cooed. "So what do I get, huh?"

"There's Kobe beef in the fridge, sho," Yuusuke rubbed his nose. Yasutomo whistled.

"Man, you spoil me…"


A little more fiddling by the stove, and Yasutomo finally joined Yuusuke on the other side of the kitchen island with a heaping plate of rare tenderloins strips. He wolfed down half a dozen to appease his roaring stomach, then stole a glance at Yuusuke, who had just drizzled balsamic vinegar over his next bite of omurice with an idle smile.

"That looks tasty.." said Yasutomo.

"What, sho?" Yuusuke turned to him.

"That. Haumm!" Yasutomo smothered his lips in a slobbery kiss. Yuusuke snorted.

"You ass," he shoved Yasutomo for giving him butterflies.

Incredible. Just like two years ago, sho..!


END NOTE:

When Yasutomo asked Yuusuke what he wanted for his birthday, one of the first things he asked for was breakfast lovingly made by his boyfriend - basically an excuse to have Yasutomo over as early as possible. Yuusuke's family celebrated his birthday the day before, then went away for Sunday so he and Yasutomo could be by themselves.

The mentioned ingredients came from Yuusuke's "Spider Toast" in that one cooking omake, and the idea of his getting omurice came from a drama CD track where Onoda asked him what he wanted for dinner, and Yuusuke said he felt like omurice, which was perfect because as we know, Yasutomo is king of scrambled eggs.