---this is my first fanfic so sorry if it isn't that great. please review
disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from hana yori dango.
hope you enjoy ---
"OW"
Sakurako shoved Tsukushi out of bed. When she looked up she saw 6 faces grinning madly at her
"Domyoji's back today" Kazuya cried
"Calm down, your more exited than Tsukushi is" Akira sighed
Tsukushi lay there, stunned. Shigueru, Sojiro, Akira, Sakurako, Kazuya and Rui all stared back.
"Nice pyjamas Makino" Sojiro laughed.
"W-what…. oh god" she shouted, realising she was wearing her oldest pyjamas, which were bright pink with a huge picture of hello kitty on.
"GET OUT MY ROOM YOU IDIOTS!"
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10 minutes later Tsukushi finally came out of her room wearing shorts, a red t shirt and a bright yellow jacket Domyoji had sent her a couple of weeks ago with a note attached
'so I can recognise you'
'Has it really been so long that we cant recognise each other' Tsukushi thought
'What if he's met someone else, some pretty American model or….'
"Relax Makino" Rui said quietly. everyone turned around. it was the first thing he'd said all morning.
"huh"
"Your face, you look so worried, just relax"
Taking one look at them all she let out a sigh. It was true, she was nervous, and slightly scared. The last time she'd seen him was so long ago. It had been two years ago when he came to her house at Christmas
flashback
Sitting alone on her bed, Tsukushi hummed sadly. If this was supposed to be the happiest time of year, then why did she feel so lonely.
Keeping a long distance relationship had really been hard. Domyoji kept calling in the middle of the night asking if she'd been seeing anyone else or if someone had hurt her since he had last called (which was usually only a few hours ago). Sighing Tsukushi turned over and closed her eyes. Susumu was out, he was spending Christmas with his new girlfriend, and her parents were at a small party their neighbours were throwing. So now it was just her.
It wasn't as if it had been a bad Christmas. The F3 had turned up on her doorstop this morning wearing Santa hats with presents in their hands.
"MERRY CHRISTMAS" Sojiro and Akira shouted. Rui just smiled.
"Well…..aren't you gonna invite us in, it freezing out here" Akira snapped after a few minutes of shocked silence.
"Er… sure, sorry"
"How come your house is so small, your dating a millionaire" Sojiro asked
"Sojiro, leave it out"
"Alright, but I'm just saying. through all my years of dating i've realised that the larger the house is, the prettier the girl is…"
For that Sojiro earned himself and smack on the head.
"Go on, open your presents then"
Tsukushi stared at the huge presents which now filled her house .
"Open my one first Makino" grinned Akira
"o-okay"
After unwrapping the gold ribbon and carefully taking of the paper so that it didn't rip ("Tsukushi your not gonna sell that are you?" Akira added)
She uncovered a beautiful long evening dress made of silk along with a set of large, heavy books which had her name engraved on the front along with a small message - because you like to read love (your favourite) Akira-
"Mimasaka-san…."
"I know, I know I'm the best you love it, its fine Tsukushi"
"Open mine now will ya" Sojiro butted in
"Turning to the nest large present, she delicately opened it to find another silky long ballroom gown, this time a gold colour, with a surprisingly low neckline… and a gorgeous, golden, hand made teddy bear which was bigger than she was. It also had a little message on the foot reading 'Merry Christmas love Sojiro'
"Sojiro, thank you so much, they're wonderful your so great"
" Well yeah, I know that. Do you know how many girls have said that to me?"
"Here's mine" Rui said softly and handed her his present. Compared to the last two it looked like nothing but when she opened it…she let out a small gasp.
Inside was a small silver charm bracelet with the words 'my declaration of war' carved in . There was also a small Polaroid camera (with plenty of film) and a small satin covered photo album with the words 'with love….Hanazawa Rui.
Tsukushi just stared at it in surprise.
"D-don't you like it" Rui asked nervously.
"Hanazawa-san, it's… I love it so much, thankyou……..but" She looked down at the pile of presents she had just opened to her own pile of presents for them. They were tiny and of course home made.
"I cant take these, my presents are so tacky compared to the ones you bought" she said her head drooping.
"Hey, Tsukushi Makino, whatever it is, we'll love it guaranteed"
Tsukushi looked up smiling
"Well then, here you go"
She handed 3 brown parcels to them and sat back down waiting for a response.
"WOW, Tsukushi did YOU make these!"
"erm, yeah" she said, a little confused
"They're AWESOME!"
Sojiro, Akira and Rui all sat there looking surprisingly pleased with a box of sweets in their hands and a sweater which had a little drawing of each of them on.
Sojiro held up his to admire it. it was green with picture in the corner of him smiling with a load of girls behind him.
"Lets see your Akira" Sojiro asked
Akira held up his pale yellow jumper looking in the corner he found a little cartoon of him playing volleyball. He grinned
They turned to Rui. Tsukushi bit her lip. She had found Rui the hardest to choose for since he normally didn't take much interest to things.
He took out a pale blue sweater and smiled as he saw a picture of him sleeping in the corner. His sweets looked a lot better than Sojiro's or Akira's did.
"I know you cant eat them but I thought they just might be nice to look at." Tsukushi mumbled.
"Thanks Makino" Rui laughed a he put on his sweater .
Suddenly Sojiro stood up.
"well come on then, lets celebrate, its snowing outside, I say we have a snowball fight. What do you say working girl?"
Two hours later Tsukushi returned home, soaking wet. The f3 had ganged up on her.
But they had gone now. She had dried off and got changed and now she was here all by herself.
It was cold, really cold. As she went over to shut the window she saw a dark figure crawl past. She froze as she heard rustling noises. Suddenly there was a loud bang at the front door as someone tried to force their way in. Tsukushi picked up a frying pan from the kitchen and crept towards the door. With one more loud bang the door flew open and a tall dark figure stepped into the house. Instantly Tsukushi flung herself at him hitting him hard with the pan.
"ARGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH WHAT ARE YOU DOING!"
She stopped and looked at her burglar. Except it wasn't a burglar. Scrawled out on the floor was…
"Domyoji?"
"Is that anyway to treat a person!"
Tsukushi's eyes filled with tears.
"TSUKASA" she shouted as she hugged him tightly. "What are you doing here? idiot, you scared me!"
"What am I doing? What were you doing. Do you hit all your guests with frying pans!"
"I thought you were a thief. I didn't think it was you. I thought you were in new York!"
"I just wanted to se your face" he said as he lifted a piece of mistletoe. He bent down so that their heads just touched.
"Merry Christmas Tsukushi"
"Merry Christmas." and with that they kissed.
end of flash back
Tsukushi thought about that kiss all through the journey to the airport. In her hands was a white box which she clung tightly to. Why was she so nervous…
"Buckle up Makino" she whispered to herself. "You're a weed, whatever happens, you'll get through it"
As she stepped out the car her stomach did a somersault. 'This was it, he's back forever and nothing can get in the way of us now' she thought
The next few hours were pure torture. The plane was late. Tsukushi had spent the last 3 hours pacing up and down whilst the others had gone off to get some food. She couldn't though. This was too much. What if he'd forgotten or that he wanted to stay in new york. She clung even tighter to the box. She turned around when suddenly a large man with an even larger suitcase pushed past her. She fell to the floor, the box falling out of her hands and the contents of it scattering all over the floor. Tsukushi let out a cry of anger as she tried to quickly pick up everything. On the floor were several broken biscuits in the shape of Domyoji and herself. She frantically shoved them all in a plastic bag so as to not mix them with the one or two biscuits that hadn't fallen out. A hand stopped her as she heard a familiar voice.
"Idiot"