He was sitting on the chair, his blue eyes locked onto the small screen of his PDA as he searched for the information he needed about the case he was in charge of.

His comrades, Andy Domyoji and Himori Akiyama were talking about something, which he did not pay attention to.

"Tsch. Can you stop talking nonsense and get back to work?" He asked in his usual bored tone. He wasn't a person, who showed his emotions. Or at least he doesn't find a reason to do that.

"The nonsense we are talking about is her birthday, Fushimi-san." Andy chuckled, making Fushimi roll his eyes.

"As if I care about that." He tried to sound like he has not felt his heart skip a beat as he knew who Andy was referring as 'her'.

"Oh, you do care, Fushimi-san. We can see it everytime you look at her." Himori smiled.

As much as Saruhiko hated go admit it, it was true. Ever since she joined Scepter 4, he had some weird feeling towards her. He thought she'd be just a normal person, like the others. Like Awashima for example.

But she wasn't.

Saruhiko was unsure what he liked so much in her. Was it the childlike behavior she had towards everyone? The way she made everyone smile? Her strange way of solving things? Or it was just because of herself.

He shook his head, cursing underneath his nose.

"Thinking about a present towards lady (Y/N)?" Benzai walked inside the room, making Saruhiko flinch for a second.

He forgot about the present.

For fuck sake.

For the first time in years he cared for something that much and he is capable of forgetting to buy a present.

How stupid...

"I'll go on a walk. Finish the damn report till I am back, okay?" Fushimi looked at the three men in front of him, who nodded snickering.

"You can ask (Y/N) to accompany you!" Andy yelled through the door as Fushimi was about to make a turn around the corridor.

His body crashed with someone, both of them falling on the ground with a large thud.

He was about the make a rude comment towards the person who crashed into him, when his blue orbs met a pair of (e/c) ones.

He immediately felt his heart jumping inside him, wanting to fly away.

Saruhiko tried his best to not let his cheeks heat up as it had happened once, which made the situation embarrassing for him.

"Excuse me." He mumbled, walking past her and Hidaka, both looking at him confused.

~~~~~~~

"Why did she had to come in Scepter 4 in the first place?! Now I wasn't going to be in this situation." Fushimi mumbled, walking around the streets, searching for something. Something to make (Y/N) happy.

He came into someone he did not expect to be here. Fushimi clicked his tongue, obviously irritated from this unexpected meeting.

"Fushimi-san. I didn't expect you to be here."

"Same goes for you too." Fushimi sighed, watching the glass of the shop in front of him, showing that he did not want to chit chat right now. Especially with people who took his old friend from him.

Kusanagi chuckled, taking a breath from his cigarette, forming small figures with his smoke.

"Come on. I thought you'd be happier to see me. What are you doing here?"

No answer.

Fushimi kept staring at the glass, watching if something could grab his eye.

"You're searching for a present for that girl, am I right?" Izumo asked, placing his index finger underneath the chin.

Fushimi's eyes widened for a second as he felt his cheeks heating up.

Even the HOMRA's right hand knew. But how...

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It was a beautiful Friday morning, when (Y/N) walked inside the corridors of Scepter 4. She had her apartment near the home base so she did not sleep in the dormitory-like place her colleagues slept in.

She walked in the room she worked in, greeted by everyone from the Blue Clan. Even from the King himself.

That made her heart cry from happiness as she was tearing up also.

"Thank you very much, all of you are so kind." She bowed, her (e/c) eyes scanning the room, searching for a certain somebody. She sighed, knowing he wasn't here. He wasn't that type of a party person. She felt it deep inside her.

"Ai, (Y/N)-chan! I know you are here from a few years. But we want to show you that you are like a family to us. Please do not stop cheering us up with your optimistic mood." Munakata smiled warmly at her, which surprised everyone. He usually wasn't that kind of a person.

"Thank you, Captain!" (Y/N) bowed in front of him.

Everyone gave her presents although she said that she did not want them to do anything special for her.

The fact that they had gathered in her office to wish her a happy birthday was enough for her. Though she wished a certain someone to be also there and greet her.

Just as she tought about that, the door clicked open, a tall, but young figure stepping in, panting.

"Fushimi-san, have you been running?" (Y/N) asked constrainedly.

"I... Happy birthday, (Y/N)-chan." He panted out, giving her a small silver box, wrapped with a dark blue ribbon.

Her eyes widen as she unwraps the ribbon, looking inside the box, to find a silver medallion, shaped like a star.

That was her secret wish which she told no one except Seri... But how has he...

"It's wonderful, Saruhiko." She hugged him tight, making the boy shriek in surprise.

As she let go of him, he lost balance. He fell on the ground, his head crashing with the desk.

"Gah. Ouch..." He grabbed his head, trying to smash the pain away.

(Y/N) chuckled, kneeling down beside him, helping him with the pain as she kissed his forehead.

Saruhiko's cheeks were burning now, causing an 'awe' to escape from their colleagues's mouths.

"The best birthday present ever." She mumbled, looking straight into his eyes.

He smiled, leaning closer to (Y/N), kissing her on the cheek, ignoring the fact that it was in front of the others. He was happy.

And no one was going to ruin that.

"Be mine, please?" He suddenly blurred out, slamming his palm on his lips, cursing himself inside his head.

(Y/N) looked a bit taken away at first but then she smiled, giving him a hand to stand up.

"I'd love to be."

~~~~~

Everyone were watching a funny clip on Hidaka's laptop, while Fushimi looked outside the window, smiling in amazment. Who knew he would have received help from HOMRA?

''''''''

"How the hell do you know?!" Fushimi almost yelled in anger, loosing his usual calm expression, his body tensing up.

"Don't kill me, Fushimi-san. I only want to help. Well, it was not so difficult actually. I have my ways of knowing that you are looking for a present for (Y/N)'s upcoming birthday."

"How do you know about her?"

"She visited the bar once, talking on the phone about her birthday with someone." It was obvious that Izumo knew who that someone was, but Fushimi decked to stay silent as he continues listening to the bartender's story.

"And she said something about a present she has always wanted. And about a certain someone." Izumo explained.

Fushimi was happy and angry at the same time. Maybe Izumo could help him with the present for the liked one, but he was angry because of that 'certain someone' that happens to have been a tittle in (Y/N)'s phone conversation.

"I'm waiting." Izumo chuckled, making the young black haired boy raise an eyebrow at first until the light bulb in his head finally turned on...

"I can't believe I am doing this but... Can you help me with (Y/N)'s present?" Fushimi felt irritated right now.

"With pleasure." Izumo smiled warmly.