"Well, there's a few things that people got for you but I'm not sure where they put 'em. I left mine over here with the cake though. If you want, you can open that. It's not too special so no one will be upset that they missed seeing that," Suzaku said, turning to tell the bartender to bring the thin giftbox over.
"Well, it's fine. I' mean...it's your birthday and all," Suzaku said as if that explained his irrational qualms. Lelouch was an important person and thus his birthday was extremely important as well. He handed over the wrapped gift to Lelouch, wishing that he had better gift wrapping. One that didn't have ponies all over it.
"There you go..." he murmured. The only reason he picked out the scarf inside was because the subtle purple design within the predominantly black scarf seemed to fit Lelouch at the time. But maybe he had been wrong.
"Oh, I just wanted give your friend a present too," the girl replied, noting just how jealous the other "girl" seemed. If she wanted Suzaku all for herself, she ought to take charge. If not, it was her loss. With that, she gave Suzaku a kiss on the cheek.
"My name is Lulu. And yours?" she murmured almost throatily, and with a sweet smile. Suzaku just stared at the girl, completely dumbfounded. Suzaku might have known a thing or two about the girls at these clubs but it didn't make him a seasoned spectator.
"Suzaku. I'm the-"
"Oh, you're the boy who arranged this fabulous party for his friend! I ought to thank you on behalf of all the girls. We haven't had a blast like this in ages and it's good money. Would you care for a little dance?" Lulu asked, batting her eyes.
"Well, you see-"
"If your friend can't appreciate your efforts then you might as well enjoy yourself, you know. All these girls and drinks couldn't have been cheap," Lulu sulked. She had been late to arrive but only by two minutes. She didn't see the birthday boy or
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"Um, sure," Suzaku murmured before gently pushing Lulu off of him with an apologetic look. "Another time, perhaps. But this is my friend Lelouch. It's his birthday."
Lulu's eyes widened slightly and she gave another look at Lelouch. He was not how she had pictured Suzaku's friend to be at all and she had made a grave mistake. However, being the girl she was, she barely missed a beat.
"Well...happy birthday to you, Lelouch," she purred, slipping an arm around the boy. "Please pardon me. Of course you'd be angry if I made a move on the birthday boy's friend instead of the birthday boy himself. I'll buy the next round of drinks and accompany you."
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"You want another?"
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"S'all up to you."
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"There you go..." he murmured. The only reason he picked out the scarf inside was because the subtle purple design within the predominantly black scarf seemed to fit Lelouch at the time. But maybe he had been wrong.
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"My name is Lulu. And yours?" she murmured almost throatily, and with a sweet smile. Suzaku just stared at the girl, completely dumbfounded. Suzaku might have known a thing or two about the girls at these clubs but it didn't make him a seasoned spectator.
"Suzaku. I'm the-"
"Oh, you're the boy who arranged this fabulous party for his friend! I ought to thank you on behalf of all the girls. We haven't had a blast like this in ages and it's good money. Would you care for a little dance?" Lulu asked, batting her eyes.
"Well, you see-"
"If your friend can't appreciate your efforts then you might as well enjoy yourself, you know. All these girls and drinks couldn't have been cheap," Lulu sulked. She had been late to arrive but only by two minutes. She didn't see the birthday boy or ( ... )
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Lulu's eyes widened slightly and she gave another look at Lelouch. He was not how she had pictured Suzaku's friend to be at all and she had made a grave mistake. However, being the girl she was, she barely missed a beat.
"Well...happy birthday to you, Lelouch," she purred, slipping an arm around the boy. "Please pardon me. Of course you'd be angry if I made a move on the birthday boy's friend instead of the birthday boy himself. I'll buy the next round of drinks and accompany you."
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