He peeled himself off of his bed and shuffled over to his bathroom in his overly feminine slippers. It was a Saturday, and he usually kept himself looking presentable in-doors as well. Brushing his teeth, he began examining himself in the mirror right above his sink.

"Why do I look... different?" he questioned the nullity of the air. His hand was brushing his cheek, and he leaned in closer to the mirror.

"Argh!" he grumbled as he felt toothpaste drip onto his freshly clean t-shirt. "I had just changed into this!"

He washed the remaining toothpaste off his chin and rinsed his mouth. He changed into the same, plain black t-shirt he was wearing before.

"Light, breakfast is ready!" Sayu banged on his door before he heard her footsteps hurriedly make their way down the stairs.

"Yeah," he replied, although he knew she was already making her way to her assigned seat at the dining table.

He was just about to turn the knob on his room's door before he caught a glance at his calendar. "28th of February," it read. It suddenly hit him that today was his birthday-Light was finally 17. He shook it off as he let out a small chuckle. "I wonder what they'll do this year," he'd said to himself, with a hint of a smile in his voice.

"Good morning," he announced his entrance as he walked into the kitchen.

"Morning, honey!" his mother sent a smile his way.

"It's the birthday-boy!" Sayu let out, throwing her hands in the air.

"Oh, it is?" Soichiro asked as he pulled out his chair.

"Dad!" Sayu threw him a disdaining look.

"I was kidding!" he laughed.

"Don't worry, Dad. I honestly would have asked the same thing if I hadn't caught a glimpse of my calendar on the way down," Light admitted.

"How could you forget your own birthday?" Sayu asked. She was stuffing pancakes down her throat way too fast.

"Sayu, take it easy!" her mother warned.

"She was always one to eat too fast," Light pointed out with a beam.

Everyone's meal was waiting for them-except Sayu's-as they sat down in their seats. It was part of their daily routine; it was one of Light's favourite parts of the day, and one of the very few customs he had loved. He didn't care much for his birthday, but he enjoyed saving more memories to the special ones he already had. He didn't want a huge party, expensive gifts, or (unwanted) company. He only wanted to spend his day with his family, and to him, that would mean the most.