Disclaimer: If I owned Furuba, there would be a lot more snogging.
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They sat beside each other on the front porch. He exhaled a small cloud of smoke, and he countered it with his own. They met each other in mid-air, disappeared. He smirked.
"You honestly didn't think I had forgotten, did you?" The words shattered the comfortable silence.
"I had hoped you had."
He laughed slow and easy, then reached inside the sleeve of his yukata and retrieved a small, white box. He opened it; and looked at the little misshapen cupcake with too much icing.
"You made it yourself?"
"Yes."
"It shows."
"Happy birthday, Haa-san." He smiled.
"…thank you, Shigure."