Bashou Birthday

Anon had planned a surprise for Bashou, he would pretend to not remember her birthday then surprise her when she got home. The first part of his plan went with ease. Anon didn't say a word and acted like it was any other day when he watched Bashou leave for the day. Bashou kept her calm and even returned Anon's kiss when she left, she stayed her cool and collected self, which was strange to Anon. He thought Bashou would at least speak up.

 

With Bashou out of the house, Anon set up the living room and doorway with decorations. He laid out her gifts on the table and had drinks at the ready for when she got home. Anon finished everything in the knick of time. He heard footsteps clack towards the front door and he raced to find a hiding spot.

 

Anon hid behind a chair, it would have to do, and listened in as the lock clicked open and the door swayed open. Bashou's footsteps slowly stepped inside the doorway and made an audible gasp when she saw the streamers 'What's all this? Did you put these up?' Bashou called out but she didn't get a response. Anon kept his lips sealed. 'Hello? Darling?' Bashou moved into the living room 'Oh there's more?'

 

Bashou was in the perfect spot and Anon took his chance. He leaped up with his arms in the air 'Surpri-' Anon was cut off by a slash that blinked across his chest. His shirt was in tatters and fell into pieces on the floor and there was a thick coat of black ink across his chest. He was otherwise unharmed but Anon was dumbfounded 'Happy? Birthday?'

 

'Oh dear!' Bashou's face turned red and her normally faint, soothing voice too a whole different tone that bounced between high pitch and a deep, throaty voice and instead of being collected and reserved she bounced between her thoughts 'I'm so so very sorry!... but what're you doing there anyway?... I should have known you'd!-... I'm glad you remembered... you had me worried this morning... I worried all day... I'm so sorry about your shirt!... Shouldn't jump out like that!... We'll have to get you a new one... You should cover up... you look kinda hunky right now...'

 

'Bashou...' Anon reeled from the shell shock of taking a swipe from Bashou's brush 'How about I clean up and then we open presents and have some drinks?' Anon looked ready to topple over and Bashou dashed over to hold him up. 'I'll be okay I think I just need to sit down.' Anon cupped Bashou's face and made her look him in the eyes 'That's also the first time I've ever heard you call me "hunky."'

 

'You're so silly.' Bashou's voice returned to normal 'Thank you for everything. I should have known that you wouldn't forget my birthday.' Bashou stood on her tip-toes to plant a kiss on Anon 'Let's celebrate, just the two of us.'