Birthdays are supposed to be happy and cheerful, right?

Well, at the Millefore base, birthdays were a thing of the past. Something that wasn't celebrated, nor recognized.

That fact didn't even change for one of the highest ranking officers that was under Byakuran,

Irie Shouichi.

You scramble around the base, a frantic look in your eyes.

"I can't find anything! Today is the WORST day ever!" You shout, stomping your feet down the halls.

Turning the corner, you slam into someone and land on your butt, letting out a curse word a lady shouldn't say. "Watch where you're going! Ah…" You stop, looking at the red-head who was adjusting his glasses.

"[Name]-Chan…why were you running around the base?" He asks, taking off his glasses and beginning to clean them as he looks at you with his enticing green eyes.

"Ah! Irie-Kun! I'm so sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going…and I kinda got lost." You say, scratching the back of your head, blushing out of embarrassment.

A silence comes from the male before he nods, "It's alright. I've got more work to tend to…" He says quietly before standing up, offering his hand to you. "Where are you trying to go?"

As you take his hand, you notice the softness, almost…sadness…in his voice. "No where really…Just wandering." You reply, looking at him, the glasses once more sitting on his nose. Honestly, he looked so much better without those glasses and at this moment you just wanted to…

"Alright. I'll see you around, [Name]-Chan." Shouichi mutters, heading off, leaving you standing there with a saddened look on your face.

"Wonder what's got him so…" You pause, your eyes widening.

"BYAKURAN-SAMA!"

Shouichi sighs as he heads towards his room. The day has been long and he's exhausted and slightly upset.

Though he was a member of the mafia, of the Millefore, he still wasn't used to having to act so cold towards everyone. Not celebrating anything was another downfall of joining in with Byakuran, and now he was dealing with it.

Shaking his head and trying to brush off the feeling, he opened his door and stepped inside his room.

Looking up from the floor, his jaw dropped.

You were standing there, a smile on your face as you held a cake in your hands. The thing that made our little Irie's jaw drop? Oh, just the fact you were in nothing but a white shirt that was a little too big.

"Happy birthday Irie-Kun. I had Byakuran-Sama give you tomorrow off…" You say, walking over to the red-head, who's cheeks were the same shade as his hair. Lifting the marshmallow covered cake, you pop one of the sweet candies into your mouth seductively.

"Wh-Why did you do that?" He stutters, watching as you violated that poor sweet, wishing your tongue would be used like that one him.

"So you can have time to recover of course, silly." You giggle, placing the cake down on the side table near his bed.

"From…what?" Shouichi questions, watching as you slowly advance on him, taking the glasses off of his face, your breath fanning his lips.

"Me."