Greg bounced up and down in his seat excitedly, staring at his perplexed lover as he found his way into the room in which Greg was sitting.

"What's got your pants on fire?" Nick asked. "Your panties in a wad or did you drop Grissom's ants down your pants again?"

"No!" Greg laughed. "It's more exciting that that!"

"What could be more exciting then a pyro with his pants on fire?"

"Hey, hey, man!" Greg almost yelped with a laugh. "That was only one time!" Greg laughed, recalling how when his pants went aflame, Nick doused them with a bucket of sub-zero ice water instantly – bringing forth other "events" in Greg's pants. "Thanks for the reminder, and the erection." Greg laughed with a little glare to his boyfriend.

"Anytime, babe!" Nick chuckled, recalling the same events and further on. "Did you learn "stop, drop and roll" in kindergarten?" he added with a snickering, loving laugh.

"Hey," Greg responded, pointing to Nick with determination, with a stern but happy and laughing grin on his face.

"Yup," Nick agreed. "Worse than college- with all the snacks and nap time. The first and foremost hardest part of school in my life!" Nick laughed, winking at Greg as Greg grumbled softly.

"Before this…" Greg asked. "What were we talking about?"

"What you were so excited about," Nick responded.

"Oh yeah!" Greg said, taking a fist gently to his other flat as the candlestick of intelligence dripped candle wax of memories onto his head. "I'm so excited! My birthday is in two days!" he said, then started rambling again. "Did you know I first kissed you, and vice-versa, on my birthday last year? Great, huh? That was also the first time we had sex! What an amazing birthday gift, don't you think?" He rambled, but then noticed that Nick wasn't there anymore. He heard the front door slam in the distance. "How'd he get over there so fast…?"

..::XXxxXX::..

Nick was walking down the street, the late evening sky glittering with the sunset. He was walking down the street slowly, looking into the front windows of stores, contemplating what he should get Greg.

Greg would be turning twenty-eight, and in a few months from now, Nick would be turning thirty.

Nick passed slowly by a baker shop, stopping in the window, looking in, as an idea caught him. He turned and kept walking, thinking, knowing, he should bake Greg a cake; a cake just for the two of them.

But, cake was a little… bland… dull. Suddenly, Nick got the idea that he should pop out of the cake, like they did in some of those comedy movies he and Greg always watched. He could imagine Greg's surprise – and it made him snicker and laugh lovingly to himself.

In the end, he decided he wouldn't because of the following reasons:

-First off, that would require a LOT of cake.

-Second off, it seemed a bit… hooker-y…

So, instead, Nick decided he would throw Greg a little mini-party; just for the two of them.