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OOC: Gokudera's Party Log Post

OBVIOUSLY you don't have to show up. We know it's short notice and during the week (feel free to run threads for months I don't mind) we just had a lot of people wanting to log things related to it and rather than have 17 little logs (seriously, I mean it is starting to clutter friend's page, for which I apologize because I think 1/2 of that is me orz) THIS WAY everyone can and all one post. And be spontaneous whatever.

It's decorated for Gokudera's birthday, nothing TOO big and flashy but Fujiko got him a piano banner because she's like that. (and did one for Akito/Agito so yeah)

Also of course, the awesome amazing PIANO Tsuna and Reborn got him with Brooke to visit and play!! YAY!

Okay guys enjoy.

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Gokudera slowly lifts his head and wipes quickly at his face to hide any remnants of his tears. He feels embarrassed, but at least Fujiko isn't making fun of him. "Yeah them..." The teen doesn't feel the need to impress them or earn their respect, yet they're all nice to him. Gokudera sighs and uncurls his legs as he pulls out a new cigarette. "They're idiots." He just doesn't understand why they've thrown this party for him when all he's done is complain at them and throw insults, and been a complete ass.

"Maybe," Fujiko shrugged leaning back aganst the railing. "But we're all allowed to have our moments for people we care about."

"Never thought you'd be the hugging type." Gokudera gives her a teasing grin over his shoulder as smoke curls out of his mouth.

Fujiko shot him a sideways glare, "Is that what tht was? Maybe I was just picking your wallet."

"Go ahead." Gokudera shrugged and shook his head. The only thing in his wallet was a license from ten years into the future, and a five-dollar bill.

Arching an eyebrow Fujiko chuckled, "I didn't but how can I refuse an invitation like that?" Faster than the eye could see she picked his wallet, flipped it open, noticed the lack of berri and put it back in his pants all in one very fluid movement. "You tricked me," she sulked, pulling her legs in to hug them.

He watches her with a small surprised expression. Gokudera hadn't doubted that she could do it, but her skill was impressive nonetheless. "Hn. I didn't trick you. There isn't all that much to steal." He takes out his license and grins at it, feeling a bit guilty for stealing his now 27 year old's license.

"Fake ID to buy booze?" she tilted her head to the side.

"It's not fake." Gokudera taps the ash from his cigarette and places it back between his lips.

A small pause. "Lambo's bazooka?"

"Yeah." He's grinning like the cat that ate the canary.

"Nice!" Fujiko grins giving him a thumbs up. "Hey did you see the present I got you~?" she finally asks what she'd been dying to for ages.

Gokudera's grin falls and he just blinks at her. "The accordian?" He doesn't seem thrilled, then again, he hasn't touched it or inspected it closely yet.

That made Fujiko beam, delighted that he hadn't figured it out yet. "The keyboard that looks like an accordian and shoots explosives when you compress it!"

He drops his hands to his sides and sits up straight, "What? Really?" Gokudera gives her a raised eyebrow along with his disbelieving expression.

"Yeah! It's like a portable keyboard that fires explosives! OF COURSE I had to get it!" Fujiko grinned with excitement, proud of herself for finding the perfect gift.

"..." Gokudera looks away as though he's deeply considering such a gift. When his attention turns back to the woman beside him, he's grinning, "Where the hell did you get something like that?"

Fujiko grinned ear to ear more pleased with herself than ever. "Music shop for pirates!" she purred, "I went looking for sheet music and got distracted with the weird instruments they had. I don't know how you'll get it refilled, the explosives they use are pretty unique but I'm sure you can work it out!"

"... I'll figure something out." Gokudera nodded and crossed his arms, wondering if he could use the explosive-firing accordian as a weapon. He certainly wouldn't be playing it for anyone. At least not for a while until he had it figured out.

"I've got faith in you," Fujiko grinned cheekily. "Oh and there was one other thing~" Really at this point she'd let Yamamoto sit long enough even for being secretly grumpy with the two of them.

"Oh?" Gokudera puts out his cigarette and looks up at the blonde curiously. "It isn't what I think it is... is it?"

Fujiko's sly grin kept in place but her cheeks pinked slightly. "That depends~" she purred, "What do you think it is?"

Despite his best efforts, Gokudera's face began to heat up and turn a startling shade of hot pink. He looked down at his hands, "Nothing." He wants to get up and leave but then he will never know what his next gift is.

"Oh?" Fujiko laughed lightly. "Check your room. I left it all wrapped up for you and everything."

[[tada!]]

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