I'm staying up late to do this cause I'm an awful worker and I still have homework to do. But tomorrow is Friday, so it'll be okay. Except for the two or three quizzes I have to do... but I'll save that for future me.

Day Twenty-one: Buying flowers for the other

Taylor would never admit it, but she loved it when Saguru gave her flowers. But it's not like she needed to admit it, as Saguru already knows how much she likes it; he's a detective, after all, and she's his girlfriend. It would only make sense that he would know.

He knew exactly what flowers she liked and what ones she didn't, and which flower to give her after each event that happened. For example: right before a major piano rehearsal, he would leave a white carnation for good luck- it seemed fitting, since that's exactly what the flower means. If it went well, then he would great her backstage with a bouquet of her favorite colored flowers. If it didn't, then he would add some chocolates for her to eat while she was upset (but since he can't predict the future on whether or not it will go well he brings a box just in case).

And then if she was feeling particularly stressed out at school, he would make sure there would be a new vase of peonies near her piano (so he knew she would see it right away) and a little note in his perfect, cursive handwriting that would never fail to make her blush and smile.

"I'll admit it- I like the flowers you give me. However, I think this is a little overboard." Taylor said.

Saguru agreed.

The first thing they noticed when arriving at her house was that the door was unlocked. Then it was the smell that hit them as soon as they walked in. Upon further inspection they found vases of flowers sitting on the cabinet by her front door. She gave him a pointed look before continuing through the house and groaning when she saw the full amount.

They were on the coffee table and the side tables. They were in the dining room and the counters in the kitchen were covered as well. Not an empty space was seen. She wrinkled her nose and looked at a few of the vases. "Ugh, roses."

"I wouldn't have expected them to know that you don't like roses," he said, moving some flowers around and looking at a note. "They don't know you very well for that."

"Who sent it?" She asked, moving to look at a note on her own. In fine print were a congratulation and a company's logo. "Varsity Falls?"

"This one is from General Springs." He stated before opening the card. "Dear Miss Maddox, we would like to congratulate you on your win in the International Chopin Piano Competition and hope that you accept these flowers. These flowers were handpicked from the gardens in the front of our springs and are considered to be the most beautiful around Eastern Japan. Perhaps you can come visit to see them yourself. Sincerely, General Springs." He paused. "There's a coupon as well."

"What? You're kidding." She walked over and peered over his arm to read the card herself.

"Nope. Thirty percent off your next purchase, good for up to a year."

Taylor let out a low whistle and tilted her head in thought. Her fingers drummed against his arm. "I wonder what else I got."

"Besides for the winning money, of course." He said dryly. "You know the companies want you to spend your money on them, right?"

She waved him off. "I would have had the money to spend on these companies even before I won." She started wandering around to examine the tables of flowers. "I hope I got something from a musical place, like free tuning for my piano for a year- that would be truly nice."

He made a sound of agreement. "What are you going to do with all of these flowers?"

"It's spring, so I'll probably just bury them back into the ground or something."

"They've already been cut, so that won't work."

Taylor sighed and looked around the room again. "No, it won't." She furrowed her brows. "I'll keep the coupons and just send the flowers to other places, I suppose. Except for the roses- I'll take all of my pent up anger out on them."

"That's considered to be rude." Saguru looked at her with a sly smile. "Though you know, Kid might be looking for some new roses to give to someone."

She grinned. "Alright. Can you take care of that for me?"

"Depends. What do you want on the card?"

Taylor let go of him and twirled around the room, her concert dress flaring out and spinning along with her. "To my dear thief, I do hope that you accept these flowers- you'll be seeing them for awhile. Love, your favorite detective."

"Sorry, but no," he said, moving around to look at more cards. "I don't think either of us would find humor in that."

"But I would." She looked at him with shining eyes. "Well, I suppose I'll just send some over to your work or house."

"Oh?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "And what ones will you give me?"

"I don't know yet," she looked around and stopped, picking a daisy out and skipping the distance between them to hand it to him. "Here, you can have this one."

"Are you sure?" He asked, taking it and spinning it between his middle finger and thumb, playfully smirking. "There are so many options that you can look through yet."

"I'm sure," Taylor giggled. She looked truly wonderful in that moment, her face shining from her win and the enjoyment she was getting from their conversation.

"I truly appreciate the offer," Saguru said before pushing some of her hair back and placing the flower behind her ear, watching her face tint pink. "But I know that it'll look better on you."

Her smile seemed to take up half of her face. "You know, you usually give me flowers after a rehearsal."

"That's right," he confirmed. "However, I doubt that you want any more flowers. Would dinner suffice?"

"It shall." She placed her hand in his offered palm before looking around the room again, sighing. "I still don't know what to do with the rest of the flowers."

"We can discuss it over dinner." He answered, leading them out the door again.

That night, Kaito entered his house and was assaulted with the smell of flowers. "What in the world?" He exclaimed, staring wide-eyed at the vases of roses. "What is this?!"

He walked almost hesitantly over to a vase, wondering if it was some sort of trap set up for him from one of the many detectives that go after him. Then again, only Hakuba knows where he lives. So it probably was a trap. And a trap it was, he decided when he looked at a card tucked between the flowers. He flushed in embarrassment and immediately tore the paper up in tiny pieces.

Just as Saguru had said, Kaito did not find it funny.

I find it funny. Imagine getting a crap ton of vases of flowers in your house as a surprise, I would treat it like a trap just like Kaito did. I love flowers, actually, but I always seem to make them die :(. I have a potted plant that is going on its third year of being alive, though, so I have that going for me!

I have no idea what you get if you win an International Chopin Piano Competition, and have no idea if you can really not plant flowers after they have been cut. If I'm wrong, just remember that this is a fictional AU and everything will be okay. Or tell me and I'll change it.