Daichi looked down at the box and shifted his body weight from side to side as Kurumi began to explain. He felt a bit embarressed that even at the age of fifteen he was still not over his fears. But then again, he never was afraid of fire until he became seven.

After what the fire did to his previous house , himself and his mother, he got scared of the red and orange flames. Waking up in a muggle hospital two days later wasn't exactly a pleasant memory either.

Pushing his thoughts aside, he now looked down at his hands to find a cake in his hands. A CHOCOLATE CAKE~! Looking up, Daichi send a confused look at the Prefect. "It's..it's not my birthday , you know" he mumbled with a slight blush on his cheeks and frowned as she removed a small candle from the box she was holding and stuck it in the middle.

He had a feeling where this was going... "Kurumi? thanks..." he didn't know what else he should say.