still don't own air gear. or batman.

i do not own the lyrics to happy birthday to you... does anybody? reviews would be much appreciated, and i am looking for a beta if any one's interested.

"Happy birthday to you,

Happy birthday to you,

Happy birthday dear Laure

Happy birthday to you!"

"Did you really have to sing you were completely off key..." wow that's a little whiny even for me, damn I'm in rhyme mode because of that song.

"Of course i do! It's a tradition, besides is that anyway to treat your best friend when he got you the best birthday presents ever during his visit to Japan?"

"What is it, what is it!"

"No i don't think I'll give it to you, meanie!"

"Come on don't be upset matt... I made your favorite!"

"You did?" he asked cautiously.

Tch, "as if anything else would be suitable, you get the best presents ever!"

"I do don't I?" he said throwing his shoulders back regally, "did you really make beef stew?"

"Yeah, let's eat."

Matt and I dug into my birthday meal, surrounded by a sporadically decorated, two bedroom apartment. From where I were sitting in my small kitchen and dining room area I could see the front door, and the park outside their apartment. The front door had three locks the first was the one on the doorknob, the second a dead bolt, the third a chain lock as well as a mat in front of it to absorb water. The park outside through the kitchen window was really nothing special, just a couple of swings, a sandbox, as well as a slide. No monkey bars or tire swings unfortunately, my favorites. the floor in the apartment was laminate and a whole mess of fun to go sliding across in socks, known from experience. hm i wonder why i'm describing my apartment as if i'm in a book? Oh well it's irrelevant.

"Ahh!" Matt doesn't like being ignored, "What the hell Matt? Why did you throw cold water on me?" the son of a gun just smiled, apparently satisfied that he had my attention.

"I wouldn't have had to if you would pay attention," of coarse he would just explain it away, pay back time.

"Leave!" this will be amusing...

"What?" knew it.

"Are you deaf now as well?" he always turns up his ear buds too loud, it's a legitimate question.

"...you're kidding aren't you?" he's ending our banter earlier than usual?

"Why so serious?" cue creepy smile, lets see if this can cheer him up.

"E gad batman the joker is attacking gotham!" knew it would work.

"Now that we have bent the time space continuum, what's up with you?"

"...I'm worried about the present I'm about to give you. It could be very dangerous if anyone finds out about them..."

"I thought you quit your job as a thief."

"I wanted to get you something special, you've had those flying dreams forever... I wanted to give you wings." Wings...

"Give me wings how?" flying would be amazing. what is this i'm feeling? awe... it's awe, at what though?

"In Japan there is this technology called air trecks, or AT's for short, they allow you to jump crazy heights in the air."

"Really?" darn the awe shows in my voice.

"Yes." Oh god he's preening again, maybe the AT's would suit him better.

"You said they could be dangerous if people find out, how?"

"Because I stole you a regalia, the most powerful one. But I also stole you a normal pair to practice in! So you could gain skill to defend yourself if anyone tries to steal the regalia from you, before they know about you and attack you." attack me, oh well the one I'll have is the most powerful one right?

"What's a regalia?"

"Just a unique superpowered AT."

"You've thought this out."

"Your safety is important to me Laure!"

"You're being serious, I accept your gift."

"You know I was half way hoping you'd decline, I don't want you to get hurt." maybe this is more serious than I thought.

"I know you'd never hurt me on purpose. Can I open them later?"

"Yes of course!" he goes and grabs the boxes he brought in, "They look like roller blades, but they have extremely powerful motors inside that can take you faster than a motorcycle."

"You sound so excited. did you steal yourself a pair?" Can't help but wonder, he'd never be so excited just based on talk.

"Nope, I've had a pair since they've first been develop. they helped on my heists for around... I don't know four years?"

"You didn't get me a pair before now? some friend you are." please be normal again, I cant stand it when you're serious.

"Come on Laure, you can't hold it against me!" score, back to normal again thank god.

"I can and I will." I headed towards my bedroom to put my still rapped presents away, I hate opening them in front of people.

"I've got to be going, will you be fine on your own?" he's going to see his sister, another person walking out of my life joy.

"Any changes?"

"..."

"Sorry. You should go. See ya." Why do i have to be so... so awkward with my emotions?

"...bye..."

I see Matt to the door, really looking at him for the first time today. His blue eyes that imitated the sky so well were half covered by depressed and tired eyelids. The clothes he was in were wrinkled extremely, he must have just arrived back today. His usually playful smile was absent most of the party. Also his blond hair was greasy and unbrushed.

"Goodbye," I mummer as the door closes locks behind him.