5. Happy Birthday

I kissed Lavi's forehead after I woke up, and then carefully climbed out of bed, trying my best not to wake him up, of course. I had that day planned out in my head since I planned on taking the trip to the beach, and that was a few weeks before I actually asked. I crept down the stairs slowly; like a child going to look at the presents early Christmas morning and trying not to let their parents find out. Walking into the kitchen, I pulled out some ingredients from the fridge, and then I started making Lavi a breakfast.

The breakfast, which Allen had made with his own fair, young, beautiful, ridiculously cute hands, consisted of waffles with whipped cream on the top, in a fancy position. I grabbed two small pieces of chocolate, and used a knife to somewhat shave chocolate onto the waffles and the whipped cream, putting one piece into the whipped cream and eating the other. Next to the plate of waffles was a bowl that contained chocolate covered strawberries. Allen made two cups of tea, mixed a cake, put it in the oven, and then walked upstairs slowly to wake the sleeping red head. "Laaaaaviiiiii," he said as he gently nudged Lavi. Again. And again. And again. And one more time, until he finally opened his eyes.

"Allen," he said, while glancing over at the alarm clock on the side table, "it's, like, eight in the morning, and my birthday. Why couldn't you let me sleep in?" The one eyed, red-haired, sexy beast of a man asked me. I smiled my bright, happy, youthful, shiny, sparkly, totally jailbait, blindingly white, sweet, innocent, under-aged smile at him. He got out of bed slowly, not quickly, and he walked with me down the stairs. When he got downstairs he could smell the freshly made waffles, he peaked his head into the kitchen, eager to see what awaited him on this happy, exciting, wondrous, magical, spectacular day.

I smiled at him as his eye widened slightly and drool came from his mouth as he looked at the food that I made. I smiled at him brightly, trying to hide the fact that I knew it was his birthday until I was ready to give him his present, which I probably wouldn't do until we ate his cake. I slowly walked over to the table and pulled out Lavi's chair for him, gesturing to the seat and waiting patiently for him to sit down. After he was seated, I walked around the small table to my seat, slowly pulling out a knife and throwing it out an open window at the nearby tree. "It's, uhm, wonderful to see you, Tyki," I said, frowning lightly. I saw him catch the glimmering knife with his sparkly teeth.

"It's wonderful to see you, too, Allen," Tyki commented and disappeared, then appeared by the chimney wearing a Santa suit.

"Tyki, what in bloody hell are you doing? And how did you... Wait, I don't even want to ask," I said, and then looked back over at Lavi. "Oh, by the way, Lavi, happy birthday," I said, handing him a small, tiny, minuscule, puny, runty, shrimpy box that was wrapped in pink, frilly, fancy wrapping paper. I smiled brightly at him yet again, and continued to eat my breakfast, which was the same as Lavi's except on a much larger scale.

Lavi opened the box slowly, carefully, so as not to soil my beautiful wrapping job that I had done just for him. "Oh, Allen, I didn't know you liked that kind of thing," he said, as he smirked at what was inside the box, Tyki raising a curious eyebrow at the statement. Lavi pulled out a belt and continued with his smirk.

"I didn't mean it like that Lavi," I said, and sighed lightly. 'Although I would enjoy if he would use it for that...'

"You would enjoy it if I used it for those purposes, though, wouldn't you?" I adverted my eyes slowly, a nervous laughter erupting from my throat. 'Damn...' I cursed silently.

"Um, maybe?" I replied, and smiled at him lightly. Lavi walked over to me and smacked my cheek, and I literally had to shoot my hands up to cover my mouth so that I wouldn't let out a small moan.

"Yes, you'd definitely like it," he continued, and then, as if on cue, the oven timer rang and I had an excuse to get out of that situation. I rushed over to the oven, put on a mitt and then carefully pulled the cake out of the oven. I closed the oven door and then turned it off, going to the fridge to pick out the icing. Shortly after, I had decided on the Vanilla Icing, and came back to icing the cake fully. After I had that done, I stole a small spoonful of the icing, licking it suggestively and somewhat seductively. Which, not surprising to Allen, made Lavi walk his way.

Lavi looked at me, to which I raised a brow, and he came loser and licked come of the spare icing off my lips. "Allen's let's go do something.. fun... before we leave today," Lavi said to me, and grabbed his new belt and started to pick me up.

"Wait, what about the cake?" I asked him, a slight frown on my face. I wasn't dissapointed in what he wanted to do at all, I just didn't want my hard work to go to waste...

"Why eat the cake when I have my favorite dessert right here?" He said, and smirked at me as he took me up the stairs.

MOAR SUGGESTIVENESS. :'D Sorry for the being late.. but... I had a messed up sleeping schedule and then I was talking to Mary-J on skype. ;D Over 29 hours on that call. ;DDDD

ILU MARY-J. :'D :'D :D:D:D:D:D:D

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