"We did my Star Trek role play fantasy last time, so this means you get to choose, Natsu." Lucy pressed into Natsu's side as they snuggled on the couch. "Anything you got a hankering for?"
"Mostly you," Natsu grinned and dropped a kiss on Lucy's forehead. "Mmmm," he mused, "We've gone through all the usual scenarios this month. We should start over from the top of the list."
"You mean, tonight we play Adventure Island?" Lucy giggled, crossing her legs and smiled brightly at Natsu. "You do rock the leather jacket, fedora and whip rather nicely."
I’ve compiled all my December Drabbles, most of which are ‘5-sentencers,’ all featuring my OTP of Nalu, some with a few additional Fairy Tail Characters to round out some of the drabbles. They’re a mix of mostly-canon and mildly ModernAU.
Ice Skating
“You know, I never figured you for the ice skating type,” Lucy shrugged and reached out to boop Natsu on the nose. “You’ve got hidden skills.”
He laughed and grabbed Lucy by the hips, pushing her ahead of himself. She shrieked with mock fear, threatening to pull Natsu’s hair out if he made her fall.
Natsu ignored that, holding his partner closer, whispering into her ear. “Not just at skating, Luce!”
“Yeah?”
Natsu slowed their pace, gliding to a stop at the far end of the rink - away from all the other skaters.
Lucy turned and grinned, mischief and desire an equal mix on her face. “What else are you good at?”
Natsu blinked owlishly - astonished by Lucy’s tone and hands that were busy stroking his shoulders. “Lots of things?”
Lucy played with Natsu’s scarf, tugging his face closer. “Like what?” She laughed and apologized, “Sorry, you’re so cute when you’re flustered!”
Her eyes widened as Natsu smirked. The fire kindling in his eyes made her stomach twist and flip in the most delightful way. Natsu’s feet slipped and he grabbed at Lucy, who reflexively hugged him close.
Feet now steady and voice smug, Natsu bragged, “I’m good at pretending. Didja forget how well I skate, weirdo? We’ll see who gets flustered more.” He bridged the gap between them, connecting his lips to hers. Long minutes passed as they kissed, lost in their own personal wonderland.
Scarf
Natsu thrust a gilt-wrapped box at Lucy, “This is for you, I’m sorry I destroyed your other one - I couldn’t find one that was close, so I hadda make it myself.”
Lucy pulled back several layers of tissue to reveal a scarf, knitted from glittering white yarn.
She wound it around her neck and smiled. Lucy ignored the uneven stitches and lop-sided fringe, and the fact that it was wider on one end than the other. Natsu had made this for her and she’d treasure it always.
Frost
“For the last time Natsu, the line isn’t ‘Frosty the idiot’!” Lucy elbowed her partner, stabbing her finger on the printed lyrics. “It’s Frosty the Snowman!”
Natsu grinned and shook his head. “This song is obviously about Gray - it’s got a few details wrong, but 'made of snow’ and all the dancin’ around, pfft, that’s a dead giveaway!”
Family
A gasp and crash from the bathroom had Natsu racing over and forcing the door open. “Are you okay, Lucy?”
“I will be,” came her shaky reply, “in around nine months - no, make that eight months.”
“Are you telling me what I think you’re telling me?” Lucy yelped as Natsu gathered her in his arms, kissed her cheek and swung her around, “We’re gonna be a family!”
Blizzard
“Stay right where you are,” Lucy whined, clutching Natsu tighter and snuggled her face on his chest.
“I was just gonna get up to pee, I’ll be right back.”
Lucy nodded reluctantly, allowing Natsu to climb out of bed. “Fine, but you’re gonna have to warm me up again.”
“You’re insatiable, but I like it.”
Candy Cane
Natsu dropped the new pair of panties into Lucy’s underwear collection, leaving a corner sticking out. Grinning, he shut the drawer and hollered, “Lucy, I can’t find it!”
“Seriously -” Lucy marched into their bedroom and nudged her boyfriend aside, yanking the drawer open. She stared slack-jawed as she picked up the frilly undies decorated with tiny candy canes.
Natsu blushed, “I wanted you to know I love eating candy canes.”
Cold
Lucy rolled over in bed, flopping into the spot where her personal heater should be - ah, make that Natsu, love of her life. “What’re you doing so early, out of bed?”
“Nothin’, totally not wrapping your Christmas gift,” insisted Natsu, “gimme another minute and I’ll warm you up.”
“But I’m not cold,” Lucy purred, “I’m feeling hot - so get over here and let’s blow off some steam.”
“Hells yeah.”
Hot Chocolate
Lucy sat and waited on the couch, Natsu had promised to make dinner - including dessert. Who could pass up something like that? The smells coming from the kitchen were amazing. The sizzling meat, roasted garlic and chocolate scents mingled in a mouth-watering way.
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“That was heavenly, Natsu.”
“Just wait ‘til you taste the cake - you wanna guess what the secret ingredient is?”
Lucy took a bite of the rich chocolate cake, closing her eyes, savoring the flavour. After a long minute she asked, “Chocolate?”
“Pfft, I said 'secret ingredient’ - of course there’s chocolate in there - but what kind?” Natsu could barely restrain himself from wriggling about like a puppy. “Guess again!”
“Coffee?”
“Not a big surprise either, you were the one to tell me about that trick.” Natsu rolled his eyes in an exaggerated display, “Guess again!”
Lucy giggled, “You should just tell me, I’m out of ideas.” She took a sip of her beverage and sighed with pleasure. “You made the most incredible meal though, Natsu.”
“One last guess, and I’ll give you a hint.” Natsu grinned. “Wanna make a bet?”
“Now I’m intrigued,” Lucy sat on the edge of her seat and considered her chances. “Winner takes control?”
“Is there any other bet worth making?”
“Do I still get a hint?” Lucy fluttered her eyelashes and pouted.
Natsu nodded, “Even if I lose I still win - yeah, you can have the hint. The secret ingredient is something we drank with dessert.”
“Wow, way to give it away, Natsu,” Lucy crowed, “Not so much a hint as it was the answer. The secret ingredient was hot chocolate!” In the thrill of winning the bet, she jumped to her feet in celebration. “You’re under my control tonight.”
“Ain’t I always?” Natsu laughed as Lucy dragged him to the bedroom, telling him the dishes could wait - but she couldn’t.
Snow Day
“Take that!” Lucy threw a snow ball straight and true - tagging Natsu full in the face because he’d whirled around at her gleeful shout. She gasped in horror, “Oh my god, I’m so sorry!”
He spat snow and laughed, scooping up a new round of ammunition, “You’re gonna get it!”
“Yeah -” Lucy giggled, “but right now, it’s a snow day and getting’ it can wait until tonight!”
Lights
“What’s so important we need to go to your house this late at night?”
Natsu slung an arm around Lucy’s shoulders, “Don’t be so impatient - you’ll see - keep walking.”
“Fine, but…” Lucy gulped - the largest evergreen nearest to Natsu’s house blazed with light, glittering with ornaments and garlands.
“You said one of the things you missed from your childhood was the giant tree your parents decorated,” Natsu scuffed his boot in the snow, “ - this isn’t prolly as nice, but me an’ Happy made all the decorations ourselves, an -”
Lucy launched herself at her boyfriend, peppering his face with kisses, “It’s beautiful, I love it, and I love you.”
Fireplace
Happy dragged a stocking so big it could be considered a sack, offering it to Lucy with a mischievous grin, “Hang it on the fireplace for me?”
Lucy shook her head but accepted the item, “Don’t expect me to fill this to the top with fish.”
Affronted, Happy slapped his paw on his chest, “Of course not,” his voice lost the shocked tone and became overtly derisive, “Santa fills the Christmas stockings!”
Natsu laughed, “He’s got you there.”
Lucy let a little smile play about her lips, “And if you’re naughty, he fills them with coal.”
Slippers
Lucy tilted her head and begged for a kiss; Natsu brushed his lips over hers, coaxing a moan from his lover. He cupped her chin and tasted her mouth, tongue gliding - the languorous heat in his blood starting to blaze.
Natsu hoisted Lucy high on his waist - her legs wrapping around him - never stopping kissing. Shuffling backwards, he moved to their bedroom, kicking his slippers into opposite corners. “Time for that ‘quality alone time’ you wanted,” Natsu panted as Lucy nipped at his neck, “-so don’t hold back.”
Cookies
“Can we make a double batch of cookies?”
“Mmm, sure - or we can make two different kinds,” Lucy offered, “How about some shortbread and sugar cookies?”
Natsu charged into the kitchen and threw on an apron, gathering tools and ingredients. He shouted over his shoulder towards the living room, “Hurry up Lucy - I wanna do it with you!”
Lucy sneaked behind Natsu and pinched his butt, “Cookies first, doin’ it later!”
Snowflake
“Don’t move,” Natsu clutched Lucy’s arms and looked over her head, eyes tracking the meandering snowflakes drifting gently down.
“W-what?”
“I’ve never seen one so large or beautiful,” Natsu leaned closer, his eyes suddenly switching to stare into Lucy’s, “But not as beautiful as you.” His cheeks flamed and he continued, “Will you marry me?”
Lucy nodded and then a wide smile bloomed, “Yes.”
Decorate
“Hand me the silver and blue one next,” Lucy instructed Natsu, “It’s got polka-dots.”
Natsu grabbed the ornament and gave it to Lucy, “When do we put the tree topper on?”
“Soon,” said Lucy, “I have a silly request for when I do, if you don’t mind.”
“Sure,” came Natsu’s reply, “This is our first time to decorate a tree as a couple - so I’m invested in doing this right.”
Lucy turned away from the tree, smiling at Natsu, “I want to turn on the tree lights, hold hands share a kiss - like my parents used to do.”
Winter
“Lucy, you never look like you’re cold,” said Levy, “here we are in the dead of winter, half a foot of snow on the ground and you’re still wearing crop tops and miniskirts- not to mention that jacket is more decorative than functional.”
A charming blush on her cheeks, Lucy giggled. “Fashion is enough to keep me warm.”
With a sly smile Levy asked, “Is that what you’re calling Natsu these days?”
"Natsu keeps me all fired-up, if you know what I mean."
Stars
Natsu wrapped his arms around Lucy, pulling her into his warmth, nestling his head on her shoulder, “How’d you know there’d be so many stars out tonight?”
“Am I or am I not, the greatest celestial mage you know?” Lucy topped off her words with a giggle, “You don’t know very many celestial mages, but -”
Natsu cut off Lucy with a long, lingering kiss. Pulling away he caressed her cheek, “The biggest, brightest star is always you.”
Candles
“Lucy, don’t you already own more candles than clothes at this point?” Levy picked up a package of emergency candles and dropped it back into Lucy’s groceries, “Did your landlady turn off the electricity or something?”
“Nothing like that,” Lucy blushed, “Natsu keeps complaining about how strong the scented ones are - and this is going to be his stocking stuffer.”
“Why the red cheeks and sparkle in your eyes?”
“Natsu does some of his best ‘work’ by candlelight.”
Christmas tree
“Now why do you suppose I had you carry an axe, Natsu?” Lucy pinched the bridge of her nose and shook her head, “You said you wanted an authentic experience - using an axe is part of the tradition.”
Natsu looked down at the still smoldering tree and back at Lucy, poorly hiding her smile. “You don’t care about that,” Natsu grinned, “you know what I’m like.”
“Still,” Lucy giggled, “I suppose a burned Christmas tree is exactly your style - let’s get it home and decorate!”
Gingerbread
"Lucy, did you make extras?” Natsu chewed and swallowed the rest of the gingerbread man he’d stuffed in his mouth.
“What kind of question is that?”
“An important one, ‘cause these are delicious and I want more!”
Lucy dropped a kiss on the side of Natsu’s head, “Yeah, I made extras.”
Mistletoe
Cana let out a long, low whistle, “Wow, you guys have gotten pretty bold in a short amount of time.” She walked around the still kissing couple under the mistletoe and poked Natsu on his back. “Times up, there’s other folks who wanna make out in public!”
Lucy pulled away with a pout, “If I know Mira - and I do, there’s more than a dozen balls of mistletoe decorating the guild.”
Cana nodded slowly, “Yeah, but you guys are blocking me from getting inside!”
White
Lucy accepted the white dove and placed the ornament high on the tree. “This one reminds me of my mom,” Lucy said to Natsu, “always a peace-maker - but if you pissed her off, watch out!”
Natsu dug into Lucy’s collection of second-hand and home-made decorations, selecting a nut-cracker soldier, “Who does this remind you of?”
Lucy grinned and brushed off some the flaking paint, “"Who else but my dad? Rigid and seeking order, but in his heart looking for his balancing better half - my mom.”
Ribbons
"Oi, ashes-for-brains, you have something in your hair-,” Gajeel snickered, “-tryin’ to look pretty?”
Natsu ignored Gajeel, giving Lucy a wide fang-tipped grin, “We can go eat breakfast somewhere else if you want - it’s kinda noisy and stupid over there.”
Lucy shrugged and made a show of considering her reply. “If Gajeel can’t get over his jealousy that you rock ribbons in your hair better than he ever could - that’s his problem. I did a great job on your braids and we’re not going anywhere.”
Presents
Natsu grinned, Lucy had fallen asleep on the couch reading. Removing the book from Lucy’s lax hands, Natsu tucked the blanket tighter and kissed her forehead. Now was the best time to wrap and stack her Christmas presents he’d hidden in the back of the closet. He hummed, happier than he could ever remember being - this year was special. This was their first Christmas as a couple and he wanted to treasure every memory.
Holiday
Natsu tossed a crumpled piece of paper at Lucy, “So, which present did you like the most? Was this the best holiday ever, or what?”
“I’m kinda partial to the one I’m giving you later,” Lucy picked up the missile and fired it back at her boyfriend, giggling as she scored a direct hit. “It’s the gift that keeps on giving, all night, if you know what I mean.”
Icicles
Natsu broke the icicle overhanging Lucy’s bedroom window, letting it drop once he determined it safe, “Lucy, what sort of reward will you give me?”
“Reward? I could have done that for myself,” Lucy crossed her arms and mock frowned at Natsu. “Actually, I liked how the light made the icicles shine.”
“Heh, I can make you forget all about that,” Natsu advanced on Lucy and kissed her deeply - instantly following through on his promise.
Snow globe
Natsu took the largest snow globe in Lucy’s collection and polished it before placing it on the end of the display. He shook each one in order, smiling as the fake snow inside swirled and calmed, “One more time?”
Lucy sat up on the couch and coughed, rasping weakly, ‘yes.’
“All right! One more time and then I make you some soup and more tea with honey.”
Shiver
Lucy hugged Natsu tighter in her sleep. A shiver wracked her body and she mumbled nonsensical words into his chest.
Natsu petted Lucy’s hair and stroked her back, surrounding Lucy with comforting heat. Pressing a kiss to Lucy’s temple, he began to hum a song. The early morning light was still hours away and Natsu would do his best to soothe Lucy deeper into slumber.
Evergreen
“Move over a few steps, get right under the evergreen tree.”
Natsu looked at the snow laden branches and then at Lucy, “Did you booby trap this tree or something?”
“As if - what kind of person do you think I am?”
“The kind that vowed vengeance on my sorry ass last night after I won the snowball fight,” Natsu played with the ends of his scarf, “Did I mention how pretty you look today?”
“You worked hard to earn mercy last night in bed, so just smile and let me take a nice picture.”
Memories
Natsu held Lucy's hands, squeezing gently, thumbs rubbing over her soft skin. He looked at their friends packed into the church and then back into his bride's eyes. "I remember the first time we met as if it were yesterday. I vow to cherish you even more than all our shared memories, in sickness and in health, until death us do part."
New Year’s Day
"Make the light go away," Lucy rolled and tugged her blanket over her head - or rather, tried to - the heavy weight of Natsu making it impossible. "I'm never drinking so much ever again. Why'd you let me keep drinking?"
"Luce, I don't 'let' or 'not let' you to do anything," Natsu said, shifting so his girlfriend could pull the comforter. "New Year's Eve only comes once a year, and from the amount of screaming you did, we both had fun."
I’ve compiled all my December Drabbles, most of which are ‘5-sentencers,’ along with a few bonus prompts. They’re all Saito x Chizuru (I blame @impracticaldemon for that), and a few with a couple more of the Shisengumi characters - and pretty much all ModernAU.
Ice Skating
Chizuru greeted Saito with a smile. She patted the rough pine beside her and held out her hands, accepting the steaming cup of cocoa. “It’s beautiful out, isn’t it?”
Saito watched Chizuru cradling and inhaling the delicious warmth of her drink. He turned his attention to the skaters zooming up and down the outdoor rink. People of all ages and ability were having fun. Blanketed in fresh snow, the evergreens ringing the pond looked more like ‘ever-white’ trees.
Blinking at the distant look on Saito’s face, Chizuru repeated herself. “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”
Saito plucked the cup from her hands, sandwiching it back into the box it had come from - shoving the whole thing off to the side further. He turned his solemn gaze back to Chizuru, leaning closer.
Chizuru shivered, an odd reaction - for his look wasn’t cold - it was full of heat.
Slow and emphatic, Saito spoke. “You’re beautiful.” She lowered her eyes and blinked.
“Have you ever known me to lie?” His voice compelled Chizuru to look at Saito; but unable to speak past the lump in her throat, she shook her head.
Saito pulled Chizuru against his body, kissing her deeply.
The group of friends they’d come with hooted and cheered. But Saito and Chizuru continued to kiss, lost in their own private wonderland.
Scarf
“It needs one last touch!” Chizuru clapped her hands, “The snowman needs a scarf!” She started to remove her own - stopping as Saito shook his head.
"Mine will do for that, you need to keep warm.“
"If you insist,” Chizuru giggled, “but don’t worry, you wore it better.”
Frost
Chizuru blew air on the window, watching frost crystals resembling ferns take shape. She breathed over a wider area, looking over her shoulder before using her nail to write. “Want a hot beverage before I start knitting again?”
Saito looked up from his work and nodded, gaining his feet stealthily once his girlfriend left for the kitchen. He scratched a heart around the initials he found and then sat, a smile as big as the love he felt for Chizuru on his lips.
Family
In the kitchen Chizuru hummed to the carols blasting from the living room. Saito joined her with a smile and a forehead kiss, taking over tea duties and beginning to load the tray.
All her favourite people were here to help celebrate the season. Favourite people? No, they were more than that - they were family - and Chizuru would chose them again and again.
Blizzard
Sleet mixed with snow pelted the windows, the tremendous wind shaking the whole house. The weak sun faded further, the gray shadows stretching and covering everything.
Safe inside, hearts beating as wild as the blizzard, Chizuru and Saito reaffirmed their love over and over. Years of marriage hadn’t dulled their passion for one another - it had honed it to a sword’s edge sharpness. Yes, the winter storm was mighty, but it paled in comparison to their love.
Candy Cane
Chizuru added cookies to the tray; gingerbread swords, shortbread hearts and chocolate dipped macaroons. Perfection, except - she removed the spoons and replaced them with candy canes. Winter and the resulting cold weather was the perfect excuse to consume extra calories.
She bustled out to the living room where Saito waited, putting the tray on the coffee table. He pulled Chizuru beside him and kissed her cheek, “Exactly what I was craving - thank you, dear.”
Cold
“Go get some sleep, I’ll finish wrapping presents,” Chizuru waved Saito off, “I like making them pretty.”
Saito dropped a kiss on his wife's forehead, “I love that you like that.”
Hours later Chizuru crept into bed and snuggled against Saito’s back, he made wordless sounds of pleasure as Chizuru hugged him, only yelping a pro forma complaint as her cold feet migrated to his legs.
Chizuru giggled, “You know I can’t help myself.”
Hot Chocolate
“Try it,” coaxed Chizuru, sliding the mug to Saito, “it’s actually quite nice!”
“But tea is a better digestive aid than hot chocolate.”
“That may be, but I didn’t remember to buy more,” Chizuru bit her lip and shrugged sheepishly, “Sorry!”
Saito scooped Chizuru onto his lap and hugged her, “I was the one to forget to add it to the grocery list.” He winked, “It’s my fault - let’s kiss and make up.”
Snow Day
“There’s no reason for you to go to work today,” Chizuru stopped staring out the front window - it was white everywhere - impossible to see any further than a few feet.
“What kind of example would I set if I didn’t try,” reasoned Saito, “there’s bound to be a few students that have no where else to go - I should at least -”
Whirling about, Chizuru caught the sly smile playing on Saito’s lips, and he cut off what he’d planned to say. Nettled, she stomped her foot, “You’re staying home and we’re going outside to play in the snow!”
Even with only a few months of marriage under his belt, Saito knew when to obey, “Yes dear.”
Lights
Chizuru handed Saito the tangled ball of Christmas tree lights with an apologetic smile, “I didn’t think I’d left them like this.”
“Oh, you didn’t,” Souji volunteered cheerfully, “I did that for you - takes up way less space that way.”
“No using your sword to fix the lights,” Sano said with a grin, “-but maybe a good clout to the head will fix Souji.”
Saito looked up from the snarl of wires, “Chizuru forbade me from bloodshed in the house - let’s go outside.”
Fireplace
An ember popped in the fireplace, loud and jarring - the only sounds in the living room being soft sighs and the rhythmic squeaking of couch springs.
Chizuru froze in position on Saito’s lap, gripping his upper arms tighter, “What was that?”
“Nothing important,” Saito assured his wife, “if the house burns down, I’ll buy us a new one.” He captured Chizuru’s mouth in a drugging kiss and she responded with renewed ardour.
Hours later Saito and Chizuru dozed, passion sated like the sleeping fire - but able to blaze up again in an instant.
Slippers
Sen pointed to the new, large and plain slippers stationed with the smaller and colourful ones. “Finally bagged a boyfriend?”
Chizuru blushed and the words poured from her lips, “Why do you say that - he’s not my boyfriend, Saito is just a good friend - it would be rude not to have appropriate slippers available for him when he visits -”
“Slow down,” Sen laughed and padded further into the living room, “I was just teasing you, no need to panic.” She dropped onto the couch and patted the seat beside her, “Today’s your lucky day - I’ll help - Saito will be yours.
Cookies
Chizuru dumped the container, spilling dozens of holiday cookie cutters over the counter, “Why don’t you pick first?”
Grouping them by size, Saito tidied the clutter, selecting a Christmas tree.
“Oh, you like that one - but I thought -” Chizuru let her words hang in the air before clucking her tongue and bustling over to the catch-all kitchen drawer and yanking it open, “- ah, I put it here!” She hid it in her hands, then triumphantly unveiled it for her boyfriend, “Would you rather use this one?”
Saito took the sword-shaped cookie cutter with a smile, hugging Chizuru, “You spoil me.”
Snowman
Saito squeezed Chizuru’s mittened hand, tugging her into his arms for a warm hug, “This isn’t packing snow.”
“Nope,” Chizuru laid her head over Saito’s chest, “We can put making a snowman off until later - I’m just glad to be out of the house for a bit.”
“Mmm, but soon I hope - or we’ll have to wait much longer.” Saito rubbed the swell of Chizuru’s belly, “Our child is impatient to join us - but I must insist on him being a fair amount older before indulging in such activities.”
Chizuru laughed, “She’s going to be a girl - and don’t tell me you haven’t already picked out her first sword.”
Decorate
Sano chucked a box at Souji who caught it and flipped him off, “Chizuru will cry if we break any of these!”
“She may cry, but I will end your existence if you destroy any of her precious family ornaments,” said Saito, “Slowly and painfully.”
“Shit man, take it easy,” begged Sano, “We’re just playing - you know us.”
”Slowly and painfully,“ reiterated Saito, "And no one will find your corpses. So let’s decorate the tree before I have to murder either of you.”
Winter
“Once more, from the top - Chizuru, I need you to sing louder, okay?” Souji wagged a finger at Saito, “This Christmas carol is perfect for Chizuru to take the lead, so you need to be softer. Matter of fact, that goes for the rest of you guys too.” Souji glared the rowdy men into stillness. “Behave or winter will be over before you get this song right.”
Stars
“Make a wish,” Saito pointed to the brightest cluster of stars, “and I’ll make one too.” He turned to rummage in the picnic basket, withdrawing a thermos and two mugs. “You’ve got your choice of hot cider or hot cider,” he chuckled, “I know you think I need to expand my beverage horizons.”
“Tea would have been fine -” Chizuru blurted, “- it’s what I drink when you’re gone ‘cause I miss you so much.”
“I’m here now,” Saito left the thermos and mugs on the camp table and wrapped his arms around his girlfriend, “and my first wish is a kiss.”
Candles
Opening the next box, Chizuru’s smile lost brightness and became bewildered, “How lovely, another candle!”
Saito grit his teeth and hid the package he held behind his back - only to be pushed forward by Sano, “It’s not much, but -” Saito inhaled and worked past his tight throat, “I hope when you use this, you think of me.”
Chizuru took the gift and tore off the wrapping paper, flinging the lid up and slamming it down - cheeks burning red. She gasped, “Um, okay…I’ll be thinking about you no matter what.”
Sano pulled Saito back by his sleeve and smirked, saying softly, “I switched your candle with something a little more exciting.”
Christmas tree
“The tallest person gets to place the tree topper,” Sano proclaimed, “A duty that I solemnly accept.”
“Fuck you, ya bastard,” Heisuke grumbled, “Height is a stupid reason.”
“Pfft, whatever lets sleep at night,” said Sannan, “That puts me out of contention too, but who cares about a Christmas tree so much?”
Saito ignored the babble of complaining men and handed Chizuru the delicate angel. Settling his hands on Chizuru’s waist he purred into her ear, “While the idiots argue, we’ll get the job done.”
Gingerbread
“What is that heavenly smell?” Sano elbowed Heisuke out of his way into the kitchen. Eyes closed he sniffed deeply, “I’ll marry you Chizuru, just for this recipe if Saito won’t.”
Saito closed the oven and carried the hot gingerbread over to the cooling rack. “I made this, not her - and neither of us are stupid enough to marry you.”
Mistletoe
Chizuru stopped midway down the stairs and sighed. The guys had gone overboard with decorations in the short time she’d taken to shower and fix her hair. The cardboard cut-outs weren’t too bad - but someone (most likely Souji) had found and tacked glittery bells on every possible surface.
Chizuru shrugged, continuing down the stairs towards Saito - who was looking above his head at a large ball of mistletoe.
Chizuru tugged on Saito’s arm to get him to lean down, kissing him softly but firmly on the lips, “This worked faster than I thought it would.”
White
Chizuru looked down at the absolute snowy white of her dress, “We all know I’m accident prone - what if I spill?”
Saito patted his fiancée’s hand, “It’s my gift to you, so don’t worry about spilling. I’ll buy you a new one - in any colour you want.”
“But wedding dresses are supposed to be white - and the groom isn’t supposed to see the bride in it before the wedding!”
“I’ll buy you a new dress and I won’t sneak any peeks,” Saito pressed a kiss on Chizuru’s cheek, “You look amazing in white.”
Ribbons
Fingers trembling, Saito untied the last of the ribbons holding Chizuru’s gown shut. “At long last,” Saito hoped his voice hadn’t shook too much. “Please be gentle with me."
Chizuru gasped as Saito palmed one burgeoning breast, thumb rubbing over her nipple. "No promises,” Chizuru moaned and captured Saito’s lips in a desperate kiss.
Presents
Saito stalked around the Christmas tree and examined the presents. He knelt and rummaged in the pile, withdrawing a long, narrow box and shaking it - disappointed by the lack of noise.
Wearing fluffy slippers and not much else, Chizuru snuck behind her husband, “What do you think you’re doing?”
He whirled around, only mildly shame-faced, Saito said, “Making sure nothing’s broken, dear.”
“Uh huh, now come back to bed - be a good boy and I’ll let you unwrap me.”
Presents Part II (bonus)
“Which present did you like the most?” Saito turned around to pick up some of the discarded wrapping paper - Chizuru had torn into her presents with passion.
“It’s always the next one,” she giggled, “or it could be the one I’ve been meaning to give you but haven’t yet.”
“I opened all of them,” Saito looked under the tree just in case, “What do you mean?”
“You need to wait almost nine months for this present.”
Presents Part III (bonus)
Chizuru read the front of the tiny shirt, “While you were gestating, I studied the blade.” She smiled at a smirking grinning Sano. “Oh, I don’t think I’ve ever seen one like this.”
Sano said, “I had it specially made - there’s more to my gift too.”
Chizuru lifted the tissue paper under the first garment and picked up a much larger t-shirt, on it written: I’m the Blade Master.
Cheers (bonus)
Chizuru lifted her drink and clinked mugs with Saito, “Cheers!”
Saito took a sip and set down his hot chocolate, the tip of his nose now covered in whipped cream.
Reaching out slowly, Chizuru locked eyes with her boyfriend. She giggled and pointed at his nose, “You’ve got a little something.”
“Not what you said last night.”
Cheers Part II (bonus)
“Is this really my boyfriend or a doppelganger?” Chizuru swiped the whipped cream from Saito’s nose and licked her finger clean.
Mesmerized, Saito watched Chizuru’s little pink tongue work.
“Nothing to say?”
“Not much, but I think there’s plenty we could do.”
Lovely (bonus)
“It’s not a matter for laughing.” Saito stood in the middle of their hotel room wearing the largest t-shirt Chizuru had and a towel. “This is the second time the airline lost my luggage - every time we go on vacation my suitcase goes somewhere else.”
Chizuru giggled, “It’s tradition now. Besides, you look lovely.”
Holiday
“Sit down and put your feet up, please, Chizuru,” said Saito, “Let me finish the dishes and I’ll bring out a pot of tea once it’s ready.”
Chizuru smiled as Saito kissed her brow, “I am feeling a bit tired.” She rubbed the as-yet small baby bump under her apron, “I enjoyed having a full house for the holidays, but -”
Saito cut off his wife’s words with another kiss, this one hot and needy against her lips. “Every holiday is wonderful, but I cherish the quiet times after guests leave even more.”
Icicles
Chizuru leaned over the master bedroom’s balcony. She watched her husband’s friends walk the snow blanketed path to the front door.
Saito joined her, “Should we have some fun with them?”
Chizuru, puzzled, blinked owlishly, tugging her sweater tighter, “What do you mean?”
“Want to see if they can dodge icicles?”
Snow globe
“Don’t you ever get a bit bored meditating all the time? I mean, in the good weather, you’re outside - but in the dead of winter you’d freeze to death.”
“Winter is as necessary to the way of the world as every other season.” Saito stood and moved beside his wife, “I often visualize a winter scene of peace in these times.”
“Like the snow globe you gave me,” Chizuru smiled, “when I shake it and the snow drifts around the figures, it calms me.”
Shiver
Saito ghosted his hand over Chizuru’s hip, twitching her robe aside to caress more pale skin. “Are you awake?”
Mumbling ‘yes,’ Chizuru rolled to lay on her back and smiled sweetly up at her husband, “Mostly.”
A sly grin on his lips, Saito released the knot keeping the robe shut, making Chizuru shiver. “I know exactly how to finish waking you.”
Evergreen
Chizuru lobbed a snowball at Saito, making a wet splat in the centre of his back and he whirled around.
“I didn’t mean to hit you, I was aiming to miss!”
“And right after you called a cease-fire to our snowball fight,” Saito flexed his hands and marched closer to his girlfriend.
Chizuru offered a weak smile, “It was an accident,” edging backwards - a large amount of snow from an evergreen dumping itself on her head and shoulders.
“Now we’re even.”
Memories
Chizuru lifted her pen from the New Year’s card in front of her. “Saito, did you want to add any special memories to the one we’re sending to Kazama?”
Saito sighed and rubbed his forehead. “Do you want the truth or something that won’t get me kicked out of our bed?”
“I’ll send him your regards as per usual.”
New Year’s Eve
The crowd chanted with the New Year's Eve countdown blaring from the televisions mounted all over the bar. On the fringes of the dance-floor, one couple drifted further from the others. Holding onto their drinks like afterthoughts, they stared at each other, waiting for zero. Balloons and confetti raining, Saito swept Chizuru into his strong arms. A long-delayed kiss made them forget their surroundings as they rung in the new year.
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Today, I accompanied a friend of mine that is going to be starting at my school in the fall to a meeting for new students; that meeting was happening at the school. So I went for support. As we were listening to the presenter drone on (something I already went through two years ago), she suddenly told everyone but the incoming students to leave. As I was about to leave the room, my friend S told me, “Don’t you dare leave me with these people.”
So, in order to stay, I had to hide my ID and pretend to be a new student. Which would have been easy, if the meeting wasn’t run by students and teachers I’ve already had classes with. I didn’t think much would happen if they recognized me, but I still didn’t want to get called out, because that would have been awkward and they might have made me leave. So S and I went by the other students for some activity, me of course posing as a new student.
We all got in a circle, which foiled my plan to just stay in the back of the crowd and also made me more visible to the people who might recognize me. Fantastic, just what I wanted. We did a bunch of communicating and cooperation activities that were incredibly annoying considering the lack of sleep and coffee S and I had, all the while me keeping my head down. Then we all had to get into groups and TALK ABOUT OURSELVES. So I had to make up some story about myself, which I am kind of terrible at. And of course, one of the people who might recognize me sat down in our group. I ended up not getting caught, thank god.
Of course, it’s pretty hilarious now. S made that clear to me by laughing her ass off at me once we were in the elevator, which also had two people from my classes in it. This probably sounds not very funny or shenanigan-ey in writing, but when it happened it was pretty funny, we had a good laugh over it.
In short, S and I woke up incredibly early and drove a total of two hours to participate in an hour-long activity that was clearly designed for high-schoolers and not college students. But that’s okay, we got avocado burgers afterwards, and all was well.
