Chapter: One

Pairing: Aoi x Yumehito

Bands: AYABIE, Aoi from ayabie.

Rated: M

(This story is categorized Misc. Movies, that's only because there's no music category. It's weird)

W/N: Hello, whoever wants to read this story! First of all I'd like to say thank you for even clicking on this link. Second of all I'd like to say that I don't care that they're not bandmates anymore, because the world needs more AoixYumehito… and I love this pairing.

I'm unfortunately new to this site, so I don't even know how to comment *cries*

But I hope someone will enjoy reading this :)

Birthday song – part one.

September 22nd, 2010.

Aoi was troubled. Yes, at the moment he was indeed very, very troubled.

He was standing in an alley squeezed in between a bunch of tall buildings, right outside a tiny antique shop, looking through the dirty window with a frown on his face. He chewed thoughtfully on his bottom lip as he let his eyes slowly examine the items lined up on the other side of the window, hoping that he could find something that would wipe the frown off his face. But nothing was interesting enough to capture him.

He sighed. Well, that was it then. If he was to exchange his gift in the last second it would have to be for something really great. He couldn't exactly buy something even crappier than what he already had. And he did after all have a gift… It was just that he didn't really want to give his friend something as impersonal as a book and a cellphone-strap.

But then again… maybe that's what he's expecting from me?

A lump appeared in Aoi's stomach at that though. After everything that had happened last month, it was kind of obvious that no one thought very highly of him anymore. He had thought they didn't even like him. Maybe even hated him.

But somehow he had been invited to this birthday party anyway. When he'd gotten the call and heard that happy voice be all "Ao-chan" like it used to be, he'd been so surprised he hadn't been able to talk for almost a minute. He had missed hearing that cute voice so much. It had felt so weird. Yet it had strangely felt like that giant hole growing in his heart had been healed a bit. Just a little.

It was silly of him, he knew that. He knew he was getting late, he knew that no one hated him despite what had happened… even so he couldn't help but to feel like he'd done something wrong, like he needed to make up for it. It was too hard to stop his mind from thinking and doing these things. Especially when it regarded Yumehito.

He finally gave up, after staring at the storefront like a maniac for several minutes. He was just about to turn around and drag his stupid book to the final destination, but all of a sudden a loud "Hiyaaa!" came from behind and a pair of gloves blackened his vision completely.

"Guess who!"

That happy voice, mixed with the fact that he could feel the warmth of the others body press against his back, caused Aoi's cheeks to go wild and turn pink as raspberries within seconds. He couldn't help it, and it was absolutely horrible. This was his drug, and he'd been so sad he had willingly been keeping away from it for over a month… now he didn't get why.

"Happy birthday" he said, not able to suppress a smile as Yumehito immediately wrapped his arms tightly around him and rocked him from side to side.

"Aw, thank you… I've missed you!" the guitarist purred.

"Liar, I know you hate me" Aoi mumbled.

"What? Of course not, I really did miss you! I haven't seen you since…"

Both of them silenced for a moment. It had to be mentioned one time or another. Ayabie.

Aoi closed his eyes in pain as Yumehito pressed his nose against his shoulder with a sigh, tightened the hug. They stood like that for a few seconds before Yumehito let go, just leaving one arm around Aoi's shoulder and leaning closer to the dirty window.

"What are you looking at, anyway? You looked like an old man who couldn't read the timetable, I thought 'maybe Ao-chan's going blind na' or something like that" Yumehito said cheerfully. "Saw you from the trainstation"

Aoi relaxed, tried to get the painful feelings out of his thumping heart. There was no reason to get depressed before the party even started.

"Uhm" he said, trying to think of an excuse. He couldn't exactly say that he'd been trying to get a new gift that expressed all the love he wanted to explain with words, but couldn't. "My sister's birthday's coming up. I haven't gotten a gift for her yet…"

"Ah, let's see…" Yumehito blew up his cheeks thoughtfully, frowning at the same time while he let go of Aoi's shoulders and walked up closer to the window. He crouched down, obviously taking this little assignment with the outmost responsibility for a brief moment. Then his eyes stopped at a silvery item, causing him to gasp. His quite comical angry-blowfish-expression fell and formed into a new, serious and yet shocked one, and he lifted his finger slowly to point at something that looked like a necklace.

"See that thing?" Yumehito mumbled.

Aoi moved closer, looking down at the item in question, just to realize that it was a very beautiful watch. It was in silver, and the watch itself was round and extremely thin, attached to a fragile-looking chain in the same material. The clockface had that slightly violet, pearl-like tone. The black numbers printed out around the edges of the watch were roman. It looked very old, very pretty, and dear lord it looked expensive.

"What about it?" Aoi asked, cursing Yumehito's expensive taste.

"My grandma gave me a thing just like that one when I was younger, think it belonged to my great-grandfather… But of course I lost it like the second I moved to Tokyo" Yumehito murmured. "Can you believe that? I wanted to kill myself… I really liked it"

"That's too bad" Aoi said, patting the younger man's shoulder.

"Yeah. Well, maybe I could…" Yumehito squinted, pressing his nose against the window. Then he pouted. "That's just mean to us poor guys! I can't afford that! Craap!"

Aoi laughed and shook his head. Feeling how his heart started to feel excited.

"Now I'm depressed" Yumehito smiled. "Can we go to my party now? I heard there's a huge surprise for me"

"What?" Aoi gasped, hitting himself over the head. "They planned that for two weeks, Yume, two. Fucking. Weeks! How did you find out this time?"

"You know…" Yumehito stuck his tongue out teasingly. "Intetsu talks when he's drunk"

"Oh man, you shouldn't take advantage of that!" Aoi laughed. "Go ahead then"

Yumehito started to walk backwards, smiling but raising his eyebrows at the same time.

"You're not coming?"

"I'll be right there" Aoi said. "I'll just buy earrings for my sister, you know…"

Yumehito nodded, threw a kiss at him and then turned around, skipping away excitedly with his bag thumping against his leg. As soon as his back disappeared around the corner Aoi more or less pressed himself against the window. This might be his only chance to buy the perfect gift. He couldn't think of anything else – except maybe Gantz or kamen rider – that would make Yumehito look truly happy in that different way he rarely did.

Although, his teeth immediately buried deep in his lip at the sight of that evil note attached to the watch. 25 000 yen. That sure was a lot of money for a guy who was currently trying to save some money for the future. It was a lot of money for anyone.

If anyone's worth it, though, it's Yumehito.

Yep. Aoi realized he wouldn't get any sleep for a week if he didn't get to make Yumehito happy tonight. See him smile. So he swallowed down his common sense without further ado, walked into the shop and nearly smiling as a bell plinged loudly above his head.

The little man behind the desk looked like he'd been sleeping, and nearly fell out of his chair as Aoi pulled out a bunch of bills from his wallet and slammed them against the tabletop with a determined expression.

"Hello… That necklace in the window, the one for 25 000 yen, I would like to buy it please"