How are birthdays spent? Do they enjoy dancing? Do they attend any clubs or formal parties together?

For Sena

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October 10th:

Autumn was usually a pretty great season. Leaves turning gold and red, the crisp fall air, the beginning of the real amefuto season. His birthday. All the festivals and yukata and even Halloween (although not really one of his favorite holidays, he did like the candy). This autumn was turning out to not be so pleasant, however. The skies were constantly grey and overcast, threatening clouds darkening the sky, bursts of lightning and thunder almost every day. Also, second semester of college was even harder than first semester. Time seem to trudge past and even his upcoming birthday couldn't really lift Sena's spirits.

"You don't think it'll rain out the festival tomorrow, will it?" Suzuna asked worriedly, biting at her thumbnail and glancing out their dorm window to the sky.

"There's a 17 percent chance of rain," Riku replied absently, eyes still on his giant psych textbook. The highlighter in his mouth bobbed up and down and Sena knew that one would be ruined by the end of the day. Riku went through a lot of writing utensils (and sometimes chopsticks) while studying.

"You and your know-it-all percentages," Suzuna huffed, slumping in her chair and propping her socked-feet on Sena's thighs.

They were gathered in the middle of the room, a circle of floor-chairs and pillows huddled near the slowly 180-rotating floor heater. The stated purpose of Suzuna's presence was that she couldn't study with her roommate nearby, an arts' major who tended to think out loud while studying. But Sena was pretty sure she really just liked Riku's floor heater. Both of them tended to run cold, especially during rainy days.

"You asked. I answered." Suzuna stuck her tongue out at side of Riku's head, and he casually flipped her off and turned a page. She burst into cackles and wriggled her toes against the fair-haired safety's ribs, making him grunt and slap at her ankles.

"Well, then, we should start planning Sena's birthday party. If we wait for Monta-kun's last class to end, he'll want to do something stupid, like amefuto themed. Again. For the third year in a row," Suzuna announced decidedly. Sena groaned and dropped his head against the back of his chair.

But Riku finished whatever sentence or paragraph he was reading, stuck his highlighter in his book, and clapped it shut. "I'm listening."

"Really? Now? It's two weeks from now!" Sena pointed out. Suzuna and Riku scoffed.

"We had a deal, mister. You think I forgot just because it's been a few months?" Suzuna demanded with narrowed eyes.

"It was July," Sena muttered under his breath, shoulders hunching around his ears.

"He probably thought we'd let Monta get away with planning it again. It's so adorable when he tries to be sneaky," Riku taunted, smirking over at Suzuna. She cracked up and rocked on the legs of her chair.

"Actually, I just wanna past my first bio test next week. I took three science classes this semester and it was a really bad idea," Sena complained, even as he fidgeted guiltily.

"I told you I'd help you with the bio test. If you worry too much over it, you won't pass," Riku advised seriously. He grinned mischievously. "So you might as well let me and Suzuna steal your party out from under you. Like you promised."

"I know, I know." Sena sighed deeply and sunk further into his chair.

"Should we ask Seiji-kun to help us?" Suzuna inquired thoughtfully, tapping her lip with her phone.

"He doesn't even like having his own birthday party, so I vote he won't be much help," Sena pointed out dryly. He loved Shin, really, but parties were not something he was good at, or even interested in. "Which is why I'm this mess now," he sulked quietly to himself behind his bio folder.

"Don't mumble, Sena, it's very unattractive," Suzuna teased, now poking at him with her toes.

October 19th:

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SENA!" shouted voices from almost every side. Crackers popped and confetti showered over him as he blushed and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Th-thanks, everyone," Sena stammered bashfully.

The small private room Mamori had reserved at his favorite okonomiyaki restaurant was filled with people. He had no idea so many people would want to come just to see him open presents and blow out candles. It was... kinda mindblowing. The entire ex-Deimon group, plus Chuubou whom Sena had made sure Mamori invited, mixed in with the rest of the Enma crew were all crowded around the hot flat-griddle, spatulas in hand and what was left of ingredients dangerously close to elbows and table edges. Even Unsui-san had shown up and given Sena a really thoughtful muscle-care kit- Icy-Hot and Aspercremes and gels, braces and Ace bandages for just in case. The three cakes that had been brought were already demolished and Mamori, with help from Yukimitsu and Kurita, was already sorting through wrapping paper and gifts and putting them in different bag. Because Mamori would always be the motherly friend, no matter how old he, or anyone else, got.

"You're still so shy. You're nineteen and dating a hot football linebacker, how are you still so shy?" Suzuna teased. Shin stared down at her from Sena's other side.

"I'm at a very comfortable temperature," he assured her bluntly. Suzuna buried her face in Monta's shoulder to keep from laughing. "Why is she worried about my body temperature?" Shin murmured to Sena, honestly puzzled. While Shin could surprise him and joke a little now, anything to do with appearances still completely eluded him.

"I'll explain it later," Sena muttered back. I am sonotgoing to explain it later.

"Did you like part one of your birthday party?" Mamori asked cheerfully.

"Yeah, it was great- wait. What. Part one?" Sena squeaked in confusion. Riku, Suzuna, Monta, and Mamori all burst into laughter at his expression. He spun around to look at Shin, only to yelp seeing the taller man slip into a coat. "You knew!?"

"Mamori informed me of the plan a few days ago to make sure I had nothing planned instead," Shin explained with a shrug. "I'll see you tomorrow at your parents' for lunch."

"Eeeehhh? You're not- you're leaving?" Sena exclaimed. He jumped and looked around to see more and more people sitting up and putting on jackets. "We're all leaving?"

"Shin-kun said he wasn't interested in part two," Mamori explained as she wrapped Sena's scarf around his neck- and a lot of his face. "But most of the rest of us are."

"I'll be heading home," Yukimitsu admitted ruefully. "I'll be stopping at your parents to drop the gifts off, actually. Mamori-san has everything planned out."

"It's gonna be so much fun!" Suzuna cheered.

"Who all are going? And where are we going?" Sena pleaded.

"Don't worry, li'l bro. I'm going and I promise to protect your virtue," Riku vowed, slapping Sena's back heartily. Sena was very glad Mamori had somehow already gotten him into his coat- the extra padding was very appreciated.

"M-my virtue?" Sena stuttered.

"I don't see what how that has to do with it," Shin said, voice unimpressed as he glared at Riku, who only grinned back cheekily.

"I'll be there, too. It'll be max fun," Monta assured Sena with a sincere grin and thumbs-up. Some of Sena's nerves calmed a little, knowing Monta would never lie about something like that. …usually. He side-eyed Suzuna as she did up the last of the toggles on Monta's coat, making him blush and sputter. Suzuna could probably convince Monta to… skirt the truth a bit…

"It will be fine. Rikku-kun is just teasing. We just wanna do something new and fun, something a little out of your comfort zone. We have to celebrate your nineteenth in style, right?" Mamori told him with a sweet smile. She held up her hand and began to list off names, touching each finger to help count off. "Let's see, from Enma team, Mizumachi-kun, Natsuhiko-kun, Unsui-san, Kotarou-kun. Plus, Youichi-kun and Gen-kun are coming, so is Ryokan-kun, Daikichi-kun, and then Kazuki-kun, Kuroki-kun, and Toganou-kun. See? You're be with most of your friends the whole time. No need to be worried, Sena-kun."

"I wanted to come celebrate Kobayakawa-san's birthday, too, but Mamori-neechan told my mother and now I can't," Chuubou sulked, sinking in his chair and crossing his arms.

"…okay. If Musashi-san and Kurita-san are coming, then it can't be that bad. I'm sorry you can't come, too, Nakabou-kun. Definitely next year," Sean told him sympathetically. Chuubou grinned in surprised delight. Every time Sena showed him the least bit notice he still managed to look both shocked and elated.

"Exactly! Wait, don't I count!?" Mamori exclaimed in shock. Riku and Suzuna burst out laughing.

"It looks like he doesn't trust Mamo-nee as much as he used to! You've lost the touch," Riku mocked. Mamori huffed and placed both fists on her hips, cheeks pink.

"N-No, n-not th-that! S-S-Sometimes M-Mamori-neechan and S-Suzuna like t-to d-do things t-to t-tease me, th-that's all I m-meant!" Sena protested, hands flailing and face flushed too hot and too quickly with all his autumn layers on. A heavy hand fell on his shoulder and he looked up to meet Shin's serious gaze.

"If you don't like it, you can call me. Any time. I'll come and take you back to my dorm," Shin suggested seriously. The last of Sena's nerves dropped away. Having an easy out from an unknown situation was exactly what he needed.

"Y-Yeah, that'd be… you're sure?"

"I'm sure. I know for a fact I would not enjoy it, so I would not have trouble helping you leave," Shin said with a nod.

"Pfftt, he'll fucking love it once he gets over himself. Don't wait up, Oujou," Riku scoffed, eyes rolling. Shin's eyebrows rose, but Riku merely crossed his arms and returned the look.

"Riku's right, Sena! It's gonna be awesome, MAX!I've been wanting to go forever. It'll be great," Monta threw his arm around Sena's shoulders and tugged him towards the room's exit.

"Ah! I have to go help pay! Don't leave without me!" Mamori gasped, rushing out the door past them. Sena blinked and looked around in surprise, finally noticing they were the last ones in the room.

"That's right, slowpoke, they're all waiting for us at the door already. You ready to stop being a scaredy-cat and have some adventure?" Suzuna demanded, flicking his forehead.

"Ow, yeah, yeah. I'll be right behind you guys. Thanks for coming tonight, Seijuuro," Sena added, grinning up at him. Shin grunted once and shrugged a shoulder.

Riku muttered in exasperation under his breath and brushed past them. Suzuna giggled and bounced out, dragging a protesting-Monta after her.

"I'm bringing your present to your parents' house tomorrow," Shin said after a few seconds of Sena shuffling in place expectantly.

"Huh? Oh, yeah, okay. What is it?" Sena asked, a little lamely and wanting to facepalm at the stupid question.

"New gloves."

Sena blinked, Shin stared back. "You… you didn't have to tell me, Seijuuro."

"Then why did you ask?" Shin inquired, sounding absolutely baffled.

"I have no idea, actually. I think I was just nervous," Sena admitted, still laughing, head ducking.

"Why? About the… plans…after this?" Shin stumbled over the words with an annoyed frown, almost spilling the surprise. So close, Sena thought in disappointment.

"If I asked about that, would you tell me?" Sena asked, perking up. He deflated at Shin's negative headshake. "Ah, it was worth a shot. I… I'll see you, um, tomorrow then?" Sena said, hands fidgeting and feet shuffling as a blush crawled up his throat to his cheeks. He peeked under his bangs to see Shin's perplexed expression, the one Sena recognized as the 'working through a problem' expression.

"Yes, tomorrow. Did you want something else? They're waiting for you," Shin said slowly and carefully. Sena exhaled roughly with a weak chuckle.

"Nah, not really," he patted Shin's shoulder and moved around him. "I better hurry or Hiruma-san will start getting antsy. No one wants that."

Shin laid his hand over Sena's to hold him in place. "Sena, if you want something, just ask. Whatever it is, it won't upset me."

Sena's blush darkened. "It's just… um, it's still kinda hard to just say it."

"I don't want it to be difficult for you, Sena. It's been almost six months," Shin replied quietly. Sena gulped painfully.

"Yeah, but… just… saying it out loud. I…don't know…"

"Sena, look at me," Shin said softly, not moving to force him into it, just waiting patiently. Sena swallowed again and looked up into Shin's carefully neutral face. "Try."

Sena grimaced a little. "O-okay. Uh… c-can you k-kiss m-me g-good-bye?" The blush was somewhere near his hairline, his whole face feverishly warm.

"It was difficult to ask that?" Shin asked in amazement, eyes widened slightly.

"I don't usually have to ask! It just happens! It's different!" Sena cried out, sweatdropping slightly and turning his head.

A small huff answered him, just before Shin's sudden movement had Sena jerking around again to face him. He blinked rapidly as Shin brushed his lips over his, a merest suggestion of a kiss that still had his heart tripping over itself.

"Then, you should practice," Shin whispered, throaty and octaves lower. Sena shuddered, blushing head to toe, as he followed after Shin, limbs stiff and motions robotic.

Phase two of Sena's nineteenth party ended up being… a club. In Shinjuku. With flashing multi-colored lights. Liquor shots that looked like they were squeezed straight out of a color wheel. And people dressed in way too few layers for late October. The older guys went straight to the bar (and really, Sena's brain broke trying to imagine most of them trying to dance like what he could see out on the floor or pretending to enjoy the special DJ-mix-pop hits playing), but Sena's closest friends and a glowing-faced Kurita headed out to the floor. Mizumachi and Taki threw themselves into the thickest part of crowd and disappeared with whooping cries.

"I c-can't- I d-don't kn-know how-" Sena stammered pleadingly. His friends cruelly forced him out onto the floor.

"Just relax and have fun, Sena-kun!" Mamori shouted under the thumping bass. Suzuna was already bouncing on her heels, face ecstatic.

"C'mon, I'll help you!" Suzuna laughed, grabbing his hands and pulling him a little further in.

Monta and Riku both cheered and whistled. With a playful bow and answering curtsy, Mamori and Kurita went out after them, laughing. Thanks to Kurita's girth, they cleared out a good proportion of the dance floor, people mumbling and protesting until they got a look at them and quickly sidled away. The other three took a moment of listening and then began to dance to the music, laughing and grinning. He glanced between them anxiously, taking in their wild, un-self-conscious movements, but none of them really looked like some of the… racierdance moves he saw around him. They just looked rather silly, and like they were having fun. Suzuna winked at him encouragingly, so he slowly raised his hands over his head and tried to mimic the swing of her hips and shoulders.

"That's it, Sena-kun! Have fun!" Kurita cheered, bouncing in place and smiling in his happy, excited way.

Well, if Kurita-san can have fun doing this… Sena closed his eyes to block out everything but the music, and let himself go. He was awkward and his movements jerky and slightly off-beat, but he was laughing and flushed before the end of the next song. Suzuna and Mamori took turns grabbing his hands and swinging him around, doing weird waving motions with their (and his) arms until the last of his reserves were gone. Riku and Monta showed up at last, handfuls of drinks that looked like they were milked from kindergarten markers, but Sena let Kurita have half of his. He learned from high school that alcohol made him do stupid things and made his feet lead him to dangerous places. (He never wanted to wake up in another lion's pit again…)

During the slow songs, Kurita would go sit with whoever was at the bar, and Suzuna would wrangle a red-faced Monta close. Sena… did not think too closely about Mamori's ability to drag Hiruma once onto the dance floor, but also a grim-faced, pink-cheeked Musashi for all the other slow songs. The first slow song took Sena completely by surprise, chest heaving and sweat already dripping down his neck, as he looked around in confusion. In the end, an irritated Riku loped Sena's arms around his shoulders and then placed his hands very gingerly, the very tips of his fingers, on Sena's hips.

"There, don't say I didn't do anything for you," Riku shouted in Sena's ear.

"Are we supposed to stand like this? I kinda feel like I'm the girl in this," Sena complained good-naturedly, glancing over at Suzuna and Mamori. Riku huffed and rolled his eyes.

" How heteronormative of you," Riku joked, smirking. Sena laughed and ducked his head. "I thought you knew there's no such thing as a 'girl-and-boy' in an only-boy couple."

"I didn't think you knew words like that!"

"I know a lot of things like that. Now shut up and dance before I leave you alone again!"

Another time, Sena joined Monta and Suzuna in a weird, shuffling, laughing triad of a slow dance, Suzuna and Monta falling over themselves and an almost tipsy Sena barely able to keep them up through his own laughter. Mostly he danced among the small knot of friends, exchanging partners thoughtlessly, or somehow alone while grinning and meeting the eyes of his friends.

All in all, it was a pretty great night. He wished Shin could've been there, but it wasn't really his thing and... a night out with just friends, some of his oldest friends, was pretty great.

Sena groaned into his pillow, grimacing at the drool under his mouth and the pounding in his head. There hadn't been near enough sleep for him to already be awake. As he squinted blearily through gummy lashes, he realized the pounding wasn't just in his head. No, there was a polite, but incessant knock on his bedroom door.

Whhhhyyyyy? He whined in his head, mouth too dry and gross to make words yet. With a sad little moan, he slithered out from under his covers and thudded to the ground.

"ooowwww," Sena whispered in a raspy, hoarse voice.

The door opened to reveal a concerned-looking Shin and a giggling Mama Kobayakawa.

"Did you hurt yourself?" Shin asked, already striding in the room.

"I'll go get him some water," Mama Kobayakawa giggled some more, hurrying away, but leaving the door wide open behind her.

Sena groaned and flopped onto his back, blinking sluggishly at Shin's upside-down face hovering over him. "wha-tie-izzit?"

"That's very bad Japanese, Sena," Shin hooked his hands under Sena's armpits and hoisted him up. "You smell like alcohol and sweat."

"Nuh showa'. Nuh drin' lo'. Evur'un elsssse sssmall," Sena tried to say, dropping his head onto Shin's shoulder and letting out a snore.

"Ah… this is better than the angry way," Shin said to himself. He swept Sena's legs up and gently set him down on the bed. The fast asleep Sena snuggled into his pillow, heedless of drool stains, and snored louder.

Mama Kobayakawa snuck back into the room, smiling and holding a tray of fruit and water glasses. Her smile widened seeing the peacefully unconscious young man curled into a small ball and the much taller, bigger one sitting next to him, one hand lying unmoving on Sena's back. Shin looked up and nodded his head gratefully at her.

"He's so bad at waking up. Just give him a few more minutes and try again," she advised as she set the tray down. "His friends dropped him off very early this morning, too. Maybe three AM or so? It woke Papa up and he told me at breakfast," she added.

"That explains it," Shin conceded, glancing to the clock that read 9 AM next to his bed. "Do you mind if I stay in here until he wakes?"

"Oh my, of course not! You're both adults now! It's so strange to think he's already so grown up!" she pressed her hands to her mouth, kind brown eyes shiny for a moment. "If he needs me, I'll be downstairs. Or if you need me! Please, call me Mihae-san, Seijuuro-kun."

"Thank you, Mihae-san."

She blushed and fluttered her way out the door. A moment later, Pitt wandered in, meowing pitifully, and Sena stirred. Pitt jumped onto the bed, thrust his whiskery nose in Sena's face, and then leapt onto Shin's lap as Sena jerked awake.

"…I need a cat…" Shin said, stroking Pitt's back automatically.

"Wh-wh- Seijuuro!? Why-when-what How?" Sena spluttered, blinking and sitting up completely.

"Your parents let me in. We're supposed to have lunch, remember?"

"Y-yeah, I remember, what time is it?" He glanced over as he rubbed his bedhead. He was still wearing his clothes of the night before, and he felt kinda grimy and gross. Seeing the time had him wincing. "I should probably- do you mind if I… um, shower?"

"Please."

Sena blinked at the almost immediate, very decisive response. "Kay."

"Drink the water first."

"Huh? Oh! Oh, that's great! Mamori-neechan kept giving us water, but I've never been so thirsty before!" He chugged down his glass under Shin's keen gaze before swiping his phone on. He choked a bit on water, surprise flooding his face. "Suzuna drank ten times as much as I did. How in the world was she awake and texting me at seven? Like, emojis and videos and exclamations points and everything. She's unreal."

"The shower?" Shin prompted.

"Oh, right! I'll be just a minute. You…. You're gonna be okay?" Sena asked hesitantly. Shin looked down at the contentedly purring Pitt in his lap.

"I have a cat."

"Pitt's great. That's great. Okay." He grinned and rushed to grab everything he'd need, including clean clothes, and dashed out the door. Shin and Pitt stared at each other, her tail flicking over his thigh and his hand lazily stroking her back.

"I need to learn how to wake him like that," Shin told her seriously. She purred louder and set her chin down on her paws.

They sat on the bed together a little while later, the shorter freshly showered and dressed, and the taller gazing forlornly as Pitt slipped out the door. Distraction came in the form of fruit that Sena set on the bed between them. Shin stuck to the water as Sena all but inhaled more than half the fruit before slowing down.

"How was it?" Shin asked curiously as Sena polished off the last of the grapes.

"What? Oh, the club last night? I get why you decided not to come," Sena said with a wide grin. "But it wasn't so bad after I got into it. Kurita-san kept most the strangers away, and Mamori-neechan is really scary when anyone tried to cut in on us or get too handsy. There were a few people that tried to dance with Suzuna and Mamori-neechan," and me, why were they all dudes, too? Kinda BIG dudes... "but luckily they left us alone pretty quick."

"Handsy? Isn't the point of dancing to dance with a partner?" Shin inquired, eyebrows rising. Sena blushed and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Seijuuro, have you… have you seen the way people dance in clubs?"

"No, but it's dancing. I took lessons with my mother when I was young," Shin replied, still clueless. Sena sighed and then perked up.

"Suzuna sent a couple of videos. You'll get it, here," Sena scrambled for his phone and opened his SMS. It was just a moment later that he held it up for Shin to get a good look at the dim, flashing video, the loud, bass-thumping music tinny and static-y. Shin's brows crashed down into a scowl.

"That is not dancing."

"Not the kind of dancing you take lessons for, no, but it's club dancing. It's why I never went in USA. Well, that and my friends wanted me to have a fake ID to get in and that's scary," Sena shivered and shook his head. "They said all the ones for under 21 were lame, so I lucked out."

"You danced like these people?" Shin asked incredulously, still peering at the second video that had just begun. Sena burst out laughing.

"Me? Dance like that? I wouldn't know how! No, I looked like an idiot, waving my arms around and hopping in place. I copied Suzuna a little, but mostly I just, uh… I dunno, dance however?" Sena explained setting his phone down. Shin snorted and picked up the phone. "Mostly everyone drinks these really expensive drinks there and they dance a little... wilder, you know? Less inhibitions, I guess? I had a couple, but I don't really like getting drunk, so I gave most of them away after a couple sips. I ony really felt so sick because I was out so late. I never go to bed that late," Sena laughed at himself and popped another orange slice in his mouth. He choked at the strange crunching sound coming from Shin's hands. "GHMPHHGH?!" Sena choked in panic, hands reaching for the phone.

Shin grabbed Sena's hands in one of his and tugged him from the bed onto their feet, setting the phone on the desk nearby.

"Wh-what- did you br-break it!?" Sena spluttered. He blinked in confusion as Shin placed one of Sena's hands on his waist and then lifted their clasped hands up to the side. Shin's free hand cupped Sena's shoulder, smoothing over it minutely. "What are you doing?"

"Wait a moment," Shin replied just as music began to play.

"OH!You got the internet to work? Hey, I know this song. My mom loves it! Keiko something, right? What-"

"I'm going to show you what dancing is," Shin answered simply. Sena gaped at him. "I used to dance to this song with my mother. If you need to, you can stand on my feet. It's how I learned."

Blood rushed to Sena's face at both the offer and the mental picture. It was too damn cute. He could too easily picture the two of them, mother and tiny son, dancing around that massive ballroom in their house to the old 70s' enka song. Shin hummed the first few bars, low and completely off-pitch, before stepping into a…

"Is… is this a waltz? I've seen this in Disney movies," Sena blurted in shock.

"What's Di-suh-ney?" Shin asked absently, muttering the counts under his breath a second later. He was frowning in concentration, eyes on their feet, as he struggled to remember those long ago lessons while leading the completely inept Sena along.

"Nothing, it's nothing," Sena murmured, eyes fond and probably stupidly adoring on Shin's face. He hadn't said it since Mt. Fuji but maybe… maybe it'd be okay to say it again. "I l-l-like it. The dance. Even better than clubbing," he chickened out.

Shin looked back up at him, mouth softening into that tiny, affectionate smile. "The music is better, too."

"Yeah. Thank you for coming to my parents' party for me," Sena sighed, stepping a little closer to rest his head on Shin's shoulder. The linebacker froze, then started dancing again, not bothering with getting back on the right count.

"I like it. Just us and your parents. And Pitt." Sena grinned against Shin's chest at his cat's name.

"I like it, too." He pressed his nose to Shin's sternum, filling his senses with the warm scent of clean linen and autumn air and Shin. He mumbled the three words indistinctly, cheeks flushing. The arm wrapping around his back and squeezing him closer proved Shin heard him, though.

"Happy birthday, Sena."

(About an hour later, Sena picked up his phone to find a Shin-finger-shaped-and-sized shatter on the screen and long, thin crack across the screen, lengthwise all the way to the top. The blank-faced, confounded stare was the only reply he got from Shin about it. But the new winter scarlet-red gloves were really nice…)

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A/N: The next chapter is the one y'all ask for! So far #2, Marvel AU, is winning. (Other options are- 1. next headcanon, 3. Soulmate AU, 4. USA high school AU involving letterman jackets?

The song they dance to is: Keiko Fuji – Yume wa Yoru Hiraku. watch?v=qNj3sivdCaI (How do you insert links?) It's not really a love song, or even romantic. It's a little sad and talking about how her love is frail and falls in love one day, only to fall in love again the next with someone else, but, it was a SUPER huge famous song and enka and it just seemed like his mother would like that kind of music and teach him to waltz to it.