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[bringmemythrone]

It was probably a miracle that he'd even remembered Shizuka's birthday at all. She'd mentioned it in her journal a while ago (week or two? whatever, didn't matter) and told him the exact date, so he'd gone out and got her something nice, a gold and emerald necklace. While he hadn't exactly obtained it legally, he hoped she wouldn't ask. If anything

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[redhairedbird]

Having not expected any company, Shizuka was still in her pajamas, a rather girly ensemble containing pink and widely grinning kittens. It was one of the pairs Kaiba hated the most, and happened to be her favorite. Since it was her birthday, she was indulging herself.

Her brother couldn't make it out for a movie tonight, but they had made plans for the following evening. An excitement she'd thought died rose up again, and she felt honestly giddy about seeing Jounouchi again. With any luck, he would behave himself.

But that still left her with nothing to do on her actual birthday. So why bother getting dressed? It was far more comfortable to be in her pajamas, after all. However, it led to some discomfort when she heard a knock on her door and, confused, she padded out of her room to answer it.

To come face to face with Thief King. How'd he get in?

"Hi," she said after a moment, clearly startled.

[bringmemythrone]

As expected, he'd surprised her. Grinning down at her, he greeted, "Happy Birthday." Ugh, that was a horribly ridiculous saying. Birthday celebrations in general felt kind of tacky, but what could he do? They were, apparently, such a big deal in this day in age. He'd actually remembered his this year, which he was proud of himself for, though he hadn't spent it in an elaborate manner. He'd even stayed home and had a "few" drinks with the Spirit. That had led to something pleasant, but he certainly could have spent his time more productively

[redhairedbird]

Shizuka blinked, and then a genuine smile spread across her face as she accepted the little box. So someone had remembered after all. It was a little surprising to her how much this one simple gesture meant to her. Considering no one else had said a single word...

She pushed that from her mind. It wasn't worth dwelling on, especially now.

"Thank you," she said happily as she shifted her weight, then opened the box. Lifting the necklace out, she held it up to the light, her eyes growing huge.

It was gorgeous, and clearly expensive. And how had he known she loved emeralds? Unless it had been a lucky guess, but she preferred to believe he'd just known.

"Thank you!" she said again, this time much more emphatically, and she threw her arms around him to give him a tight hug.

[bringmemythrone]

Bakura, naturally, had no idea who had and hadn't said anything to her. It wasn't his place to know and he really just didn't care. He'd done his part, that was enough.

He watched as she examined the necklace, a confident grin on his lips. It was fairly obvious that he'd picked something she liked (though it had been a lucky guess -- he'd just picked something he thought would compliment her.)

He was surprised by the force behind her hug, though he returned it, laughing at her, resting his chin on the top of her head for a moment. "I'm glad you like it," he replied.