Flower Language
"A lot of flowers represent love, or a type of love," Satoshi Hiwatari explained. "It's a very romantic language. This one here-" He picked up a pink rose with pointy green leaves sticking out the sides. "It's a moss rosebud, and it stands for a confession of love."
Daisuke Niwa nodded, fidgeting. "It's really pretty, but I want to give her something more. Something unique, you know?"
Satoshi sighed and looked around the store. "Alright... What else do you see?"
He was a bit surprised at the different flowers Daisuke found. He brought over a yellow tulip, which wasn't very good, a dark red rose, a Zinnia (which was pretty, just not what he would want to give Riku). There were peonies (which was awkward to explain to the poor, innocent boy), monkshood (a beautiful deep purple flower, just not the best choice of meaning), and Satoshi was sure that Daisuke meant well when he brought over an orange lily (because orange was Riku's favorite color), but that would never do.
"What about this?" Daisuke asked, holding up a stem of Hyssop.
"You don't want that," Satoshi explained. "That would be calling Harada-san an evil spirit that you want to ward off."
Daisuke sighed, hanging his head. "I give up then."
"Don't give up."
"We've been here for hours, Hiwatari."
Satoshi rolled his eyes and picked up what he hoped was the last flower of discussion. "Give her this."
Daisuke took it in his hand, scrutinizing every inch. It was like those simple flowers that children would draw. Rounded red petals surrounding a yellow middle. It was pretty, but so... simple. "What is it?"
"It's a primrose." Daisuke waited for an explanation. "It means eternal youth. It's saying that you can't live without her."
The red-haired boy grinned. "This is perfect! It's simple, but powerful, and really pretty. It describes Riku perfectly!" He leaped up and gave Satoshi a hug. "Thank you so much, Hiwatari!" He let go, thankfully, and went up to the counter to purchase a dozen.
Satoshi shivered, but couldn't help but feel happy for his friend. It was Riku and his anniversary after all, and he was glad that he could help. He stretched a bit and sighed. It was then that the pink moss rosebud caught his eye again, and he picked it up.
"You're buying something, Hiwatari?" Daisuke asked when he strolled up to the counter.
"Nothing big." Was his reply.
"Isn't that a moss rosebud?" The sly smile the grew on Daisuke's lips after Satoshi had said nothing was unbearable. "Who are you going to give that to?"
"No one."
When they met up with the Harada twins a few minutes later in the food court of the mall, and put up with many complaints, Daisuke gave his gift to the older of the Haradas. While the two of them gushed and blushed and did many other sickeningly romantic things, Risa and Satoshi tried to ignore them.
"It was nice of you to help Niwa-kun on his and Riku's anniversary," Risa told him with a smile.
Satoshi nodded. "I have something for you." And he handed her the flower.
"Oh!" she squealed. "It's so pretty!" Gasp. "Does it have a secret meaning just like the primroses?"
"Yes."
"Oh! Hiwatari-kun! This is so sweet!" She hugged him. "What does it mean?"
Satoshi shrugged. "Look it up."
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A/N: I give full credit of the flower language to pioneerthinking(dot)com. That website is amazing, and it helped me so much.
Tulip(yellow) - Hopeless love
Rose(dark crimson) - Mourning
Zinnia - Thoughts of friends
Peony - Aphrodisiac
Monkshood - Beware, a deadly foe is near; chivalry
Lily (orange) - Hatred