Someone's Birthday..., 01/10

[Inoue Takashi]

"Thomas Minuet, isn't it?" Takashi supplied. He knew every name in school, and his memory was often praised. If he was not wrong, Thomas was quite a computer whiz.

He was just standing around, doing nothing. This party was not a good one. Then again, he was not a judge on party qualities.

[Riosamu Arano]

"Yeah," Arano said, turning to face Takashi. She was going to answer the question, but he had beaten her to it. "He is my classmate," she then said, answering Natsuichi's second question."

"He should be arriving soon...and what about Akira?"

[Yoshinari Natsuichi]

"Who knows what she's up to," Natsuichi remarked. "Probably buying something expensive for Inoue." He ignored the glance that Takashi threw at him. "If you want, call her on her cell. Where's the birthday cake, Inoue? Party's nothing without one."

[Akira Yasushi]

Yasushi stepped out of the black Porche with a large white, cardboard box in her arms. She nodded for the driver to leave after she closed the shiney door with her foot. The blonde walked up to the door of the apartment and rang the doorbell with her elbow. She had bought Takashi a large birthday cake and had a card for him with three hundred dollars stuck inside. She sighed in impatience as she waited for someone to open the door, for the cake was getting heavy.

[Inoue Takashi]

The doorbell again. Takashi did not have to guess who it was. Without answering Natsuichi, he walked over and opened the door. He raised an eyebrow---not at Yasushi, but at what the rich girl had brought him.

"I was hoping the gift would be smaller," he commented. It did not look like he was going to help her.

[Thomas Minuet]

Thomas had quite the time, making his way to his destination. The boy, rarely, had trouble with getting to places he'd never been before. A simple mistake or two could throw someone off track, in a heartbeat, though, as the blond had found out. The path had become clear after awhile, and he got back down the right road to the place.

Thomas had gotten some good out of going the wrong way, though. He had manage to pick up a card of some sort on the way. Better than just showing up, and presenting a minuscule amount of money for the birthday boy, with nothing else. A card made it seem a tad more organized, to him.

Card in pocket, Thomas arrived at the correct address. He looked at the girl in front of the door. Her gift looked to be rather large. He watched the door open, eyeing the one who had opened the door. He assumed that must have been the guy this was for. at least, he looked like the guy.

Thomas walked closer, hearing Takashi's comment. He looked back and forth, a bit, nervously, before speaking.

"D-do you think you might want assistance with that, Miss?" he asked, politely.

Thomas didn't want to sound as though she had to accept his offer for help. He paused, looking at her, waiting for a reply of some sort. He glanced at Takashi, before reverting his gaze back onto Akira.

[Akira Yasushi]

Yasushi looked at the newcomer in amusement. If people thought she wasn't capable of handling the cake, she would just play the part...sort of. "No, that's quite alright. I think Takashi was just about to take it," she said quickly, shoving the cake into the birthday boy's arms forcefully. She sighed in a mocking manner and melodramatically wiped invisible sweat off of her head.

((OOC: XD I couldn't resist!))

[Thomas Minuet]

Thomas gave Akira a blank look as she shoved the cake into Takashi's arms. He wasn't sure what to say, or do, at that point. Maybe, he shouldn't have offered help to the blonde? He stuttered a small apology, not sure if that would suffice. The green eyed teen was feeling, a bit, embarrassed. He had made some sort of mistake with the girl. He felt a blush coming up.

'N-not now, Thomas. Surely, it wasn't all your fault. You just...didn't know! Yeah, that's it!' he thought, to himself, starting to calm down.

He looked around, nervously. Hopefully, Arano was here. The poor boy wasn't sure if he'd be able to cope with this, without someone he knew. He stood there, patiently, watching Takashi and Akira, with interest.

[Inoue Takashi]

There was a questioning look of 'what?!' on Takashi's face as the cake when into his hands. Typical of the girl. He did not really want to deal with this right now. It looked as if Thomas wanted to take it though, so he held it out to him instead.

"You take it," he said, almost as if it was an order. "Put it on the table and don't mess it up."

[Akira Yasushi]

"Awww! Takashi! You lazy bum. Don't shove you're work onto other people," Yasushi scolded, wagging her finger in a motherly manner. She walked over and daintily pushed the box back against Takashi's chest.

She looked over at the newcomer and held out her hand for a friendly hand-shake. "I'm Akira Yasushi. Nice to meet you. What is you're name, may I ask?" she said.

[Inoue Takashi]

A little breath was knocked out of him when she pushed the box back into him. Takashi put on an annoyed look, but figured it would not do any good. He merely turned and walked in without inviting them (he figured that they would let themselves in anyway, if they want). He met his father on the way, and pushed the box to him before the inspector could say anything. "Table," was all Takashi told him.

Inspector Inoue shrugged, and put it on the table while Takashi returned to the living room. "How many more did you invite?" he asked bluntly to no one in particular. He did not make it sound like he did not like anymore---or like any, in fact.

[Thomas Minuet]

Thomas, merely, looked at Takashi. He eyed the box, before beginning to take it into his arms. Though, before he could, actually, take it, the blonde pushed it back into Takashi's arms. He just looked at the girl, ad back at Takashi as he walked inside.

"Me? I'm Thomas Minuet. It's very nice to meet you, Miss Yasushi," he replied, taking her hand in his, and shaking it.

He put his hands back into his pockets, and stood there for a moment.

"Um...do we just invite ourselves in, or wait?" he asked the girl.

Thomas didn't want to just enter without making sure it was proper to do so.

[Akira Yasushi]

Yasushi watched Takashi go back into his house, taking his silence and lack of invitation as a "Come on in!" She looked back at Thomas.

"Nice to meet you too, Thomas," Yasushi said, stowing the name away in her memory. She was good with names. She smiled at him and listened to his question. He sounds like a very well mannered boy... she thought.

"We just go in. Takashi is like that sometimes. It's best to ignore it. He's a nice guy, really," she explained. The blonde girl walked into the house and waited in the doorway for Thomas to follow.

[Thomas Minuet]

Thomas nodded at Yasushi, waiting for her to respond to his question. Once she had, he smiled. That sounded like an acceptable explanation for it, not that he would be able to reject any sort of explanation.

"I see," he replied. 'I'm sure he is a nice guy.'

He followed after her into the place, deciding that just following her until he saw Arano was a good plan. He was, indeed, a bit nervous. It was some place he'd never been before...with people he wasn't too familiar with.