Disclaimer: All characters used here belong to the Digimon franchise. I claim ownership of nothing except the ideas.
"Happy birthday," Daisuke says, handing him a thin square package. Takeru opens it and finds a CD, blank except for the words 'Happy Birthday'.
"What's on it?" he asks.
Daisuke grins. "Just listen to it."
So he does, and as the music flows from the stereo Takeru hears all their songs, the ones that they shared a special moment with or that they both love; anything that has a special connection with them, really. He closes his eyes and watches memory after memory replay in his mind's eye. Daisuke leans against him, and Takeru wraps an arm around his shoulders, drawing him closer.
"It's perfect."
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