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Who: Shizuo, Zelda, Zelos
Where: Ordo 3
When: March 3rd, not long after Zelda spoke with Izaya
Style: I CAN'T REMEMBER WHICH
Status: Semi-closed, if people would have a reason to be there then that's cool I guess

Zelda had grown angry again on her way home from the park. Sure, she didn't think that Izaya was a monster, but she also didn't think that he was necessarily a good person. Not anymore, at least. Oh, she would accept him if Shizuo seemed happy and if he never did something like that to Sola again, but she didn't like it. The way everything had fallen into place for him was absolutely maddening and it took a great deal of her willpower to not attempt to throw it all into chaos.

He deserved it, but Shizuo didn't. She sighed heavily as she got close to her house, wondering if Zelos was up yet.

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Her expression softened again. "Good." Not talking about it was definitely a fair decision, one that Zelda was going to employ starting right now. She moved to start some tea (with milk!), having long since convinced the shopkeeper that she should get another bottle since she traded hers away in a "quest".

"It's good to see you again. I've been worried," Zelda admitted. She paused for a moment, then decided to get the awkward question out of the way. "Will you be living with Izaya?"

"Can I get the plates or something?" It was Zelda's birthday. She shouldn't have to do the setup work.

"I'm sorry I made you worried. It was...tough for a while." That was kind of an understatement. Shizuo's anger had relapsed, and that was serious business. But it was behind him, now.

"No. That'd be fast, wouldn't it? And he lives with all those kids." He shrugged. It hadn't come up, probably for those reasons. "I'm back at my old place for now."

"Yes, please do." Zelda gestured to the cupboard where the plates sat as she made preparations.

Back at his old place. It was disappointing, but it was to be expected. "I understand. That's probably for the best, considering that we wouldn't want Izaya to throw another tantrum." She huffed, but there was no real venom in her words. Obviously she was irritated with him. At least she didn't hate him completely.

"That doesn't mean I'll allow you to make yourself a stranger entirely, though. We are still friends. If you hide away for too long, I will track you down."

Shizuo took out the plates and brought them to the table, setting them out. He was torn between wanting to defend Izaya and place the blame on himself again - and just keeping quiet because Zelda hadn't wanted to talk about it anymore. Instead, he settled on saying, "That way I don't have to worry about the no-hunnies rule." Which was embarrassing, but it took him out of the position of being in the middle. "Since we're serious. And I can smoke inside, again." He tried to sound positive, but the truth was, once Izaya left and Shizuo was living on his own again, he missed "family" breakfasts and idle chit chat. He was going to miss living with Zelda, despite the fact that he hadn't lived there very long.

"I'll take the rest of my things today," he said.

"I'm glad you still want to be friends. I do too. I won't hide." Anymore, at least. It was just going to be a little different, now.

Truth be told, the Chosen had been lurking around upstairs, listening in and taking a completely inordinate amount of time to make himself presentable. He had no intention of getting dragged into this whole business about Sola. There's no reason for him to; he'd done his part in informing everyone initially so Zelda didn't have to, and then he washed his hands of it. Kid might be messed up but he wasn't his therapist.

Hearing that the other two had moved to safer topics, Zelos decided to make his appearance, looking much better. All that remained of his illness was a sore throat and that he can handle, though his rendition of Happy Birthday might be a little off. He twirled a wrapped gift on one finger, grinning, and snatched it out of the air as he hugged Zelda suddenly from behind, arms tossed lazily around her shoulders.

"Hey there, birthday girl~"

She was definitely not expecting that. Zelda's ears shot up and she let out a squeak before turning her head to see that it was Zelos. Her ears relaxed as she eyed him.

"Was your intention to age me a few years at once by surprise? Well done." Zelda was scowling, but she didn't really appear to be angry. She was touched that they had both remembered what day it was - though she wasn't entirely sure how Zelos had known in the first place...

Shizuo was glad for the interruption. He didn't really want to harp on the topic of his moving out. He finished setting the table and opened the box, taking out the cake and putting it in the center of the table.

"I brought candles. Mine are a little old-fashioned." They weren't magical, like Zelda's had been, but they were trick candles. Shizuo hadn't forgotten about how Zelda had mentioned they were a kind of tradition for her. He set them in the cake, but waited to light them until she and Zelos were ready.

"Completely my intention~" He nuzzled the side of her head exaggeratedly before letting go and pulling out the chair at the head of the table for her. "C'mon, have a seat Princess."

Zelos glanced at Shizuo with a grin, glad the other man had brought such a nice cake. Hopefully Zelda was pleased too.

She was pleased, but also embarrassed. It seems natural that a princess would be used to being the center of attention, but Zelda was not. Much of her life had been spent running and fighting, not... being doted on. There was a faint blush on her cheeks as she sat down like she was directed to. She tilted her head at the cake, asking a (in retrospect, it would be - just look at what she wears!) stupid question.

"How did you know what colors I like?"

It wasn't a stupid question, because Shizuo tended to be oblivious about things like that. Had it not been for Zelos, he might not have picked the right colors. "That was Zelos' doing," he answered honestly.

Then he lit the candles, one-by-one, using his lighter. And then took a step back. And smiled. He was looking forward to seeing Zelda try to blow them out, but tried not to give it away by staring. "Ready?" He made sure before he started singing, not really sure if Zelos had a different rendition on the birthday song (and if he did - by all means he could be the one to sing. Shizuo wasn't big on singing himself. At all.)

"Of course I knew! You always wear the same colors. Besides, we both like pink~"

The Chosen stood back while Shizuo lit the candles, turning out the electric light once all of the flames were ablaze. On the count of three after Shizuo declared 'ready', Zelos belted out a purposely off-key rendition of happy birthday as sung on his planet. The lyrics may be translated by Vatheon as the traditional birthday song, but the tune is something else entirely and probably nothing they've heard before. It makes for a somewhat strange sounding song.

The song sounded ridiculously hideous with both of them singing something different, but Zelda didn't mind. She waited for them to finish before attempting to blow out the candles, looking mildly confused when they lit themselves again. She tried again, getting the same results.

And then she laughed.

"Ahh, you remembered! Well, I can still handle it!"

She flicked her wrist, calling on a light mist to put the candles out, looking pleased with herself.

Shizuo laughed too.

"Hey, that's cheating," he said when she used magic to put it out, still smiling. This was nice. It almost felt as though things were back to normal. He started cutting the cake, giving Zelda the first piece, and then putting pieces on his and Zelos' plates as well.

"Haha, I haven't seen trick candles in forever! Nice touch."

Zelos flicked the light back on before sitting at the table and sliding his little wrapped gift towards Zelda. "You can open it after cake, if you want."

"I am patient when necessary, but I see no reason to wait," she scoffed, taking up the gift.

Of course Zelda was one of those people that carefully unwraps a gift and doesn't tear the paper even once. Did anyone ever expect otherwise? The process took her a couple minutes. She looked up at Zelos curiously when she saw what appeared to be a handmade book inside, opening it up.

And there was her name, written out in Japanese, Aselian and Hylian. She smiled up at Zelos gently.

"Thank you. Both of you."

Zelda took that moment to start in on the cake rather than embarrass herself in front of them by getting weepy.

Shizuo was glad that Zelda seemed happy, and that everything had managed to work out - well, at least more so than it had been - before her birthday. Timing-wise, it could have been a lot worse. He, too, started on eating his cake, quietly.

Zelos dug in, though with small bites due to his throat not being completely recovered yet. It was kind of nice; a quiet little party for Zelda with her friends. He was used to big soirees with hors d'oeuvres and every noble in the city showering him with meaningless gifts and plastic smiles on his birthdays, which he usually would counteract with a more private party in his bedroom later (something which he was sure Zelda did not want to do).

He decided the next birthday he had back on Aselia would be like this. A cake (which he'd coerce Regal into making because damn that man can cook) and his friends and that's it.

"This cake is great, where'd you get it?"

"It is, it's really good!" Zelda didn't have much to say between bites. It had been awhile since she had indulged in sweets (considering the situation, that was not a surprise) and that probably made it taste even better.

The company didn't hurt, either.

"That bakery in the middle district. I had it custom made." Shizuo loved sweets and therefore knew exactly what made a cake delicious. He had gone in with the request.

"I'm glad you both like it."

"We should get one for every day of the week. 'Oh it's Saturday, let's have cake!'" He chuckled at his own joke, aware that it was pretty stupid. Maybe his brain hadn't quite recovered from the fever yet.

"So are you moving back in here or with your guy?" There was no judgement in Zelos's tone, just an honest question. If Shizuo wanted to go off and be gay that's fine anyway; more hunnies for Zelos.

That was awkward. Zelda simply takes a long drink, allowing Shizuo to answer the question.

Cake every day didn't sound like a stupid idea to Shizuo. He really liked sweets, as unhealthy as it was to eat them for every meal. He might have voiced some agreement, but then Zelos asked that question.

"I'm moving back into the apartment I used to live in," he replied quietly. Because it was safer for him to keep his distance from Zelda, for now, and it seemed too soon to move in with Izaya. Not that he had asked. Not to mention the fact that he lived with kids. One of whom he convinced to jump from a building.

Yeah - awkward. And uncomfortable.

Um. Whoops. Zelos totally hadn't intended for it to get quite that awkward that fast.

"Well that's fine. A man's gotta have his space, right?" Having finished his cake, Zelos rose from the table. "Anyone else done? I can take in the dishes."

Hopefully that smoothed things over a little, at least.

"Ah, yes, I have finished this piece," Zelda said, offering her plate to Zelos. It was awkward, but no more so than it had been earlier. She smiled at Shizuo.

"It is probably better this way with you in a serious relationship. As you said earlier, the 'no hunnies' rule can make that difficult!" The princess is nothing if not fair. Izaya counted as a hunny now, even if he was another man.

He especially counted because he was Izaya and she wasn't sure she wanted to see him again anytime soon.

"I'm done too, thanks." Shizuo passed his plate.

He gave Zelda a small, somewhat forced smile. "Yeah, that's true." He preferred not to talk about Izaya with Zelda, and vice versa, but of course that wasn't something he could avoid. Zelda was nothing but nice about the topic, but that didn't mean it was comfortable for Shizuo. They both knew the reasons behind Izaya's actions. After all, Shizuo had warned her.

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ff, short posts are short, sorry ><;

Hello? I am queen of short post, hear me roar

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I'm ok letting them devolve into a cute fluffy blob if you guys are!

Works for me!

maybe not quite, depending on Shizuo's reaction here...

Shortest of shortposts

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