"Mister?"

The plump man dressed in red flinched as soon as he heard the small soft voice from his back. I thought no one was here!

After all the trouble of sneaking through the small window leading to the living room, where a small christmas tree was standing there, his covers was ruined. Wearing a bright red outfit certainly didn't help!

He turned around to see the small figure, dressed in his light blue night gown, a doggy plush toy in his hand, staring at him, in a quite unreadable expression.

"W-why hello there, why aren't you asleep yet?" The man with the white beard greeted the small boy, with lots of thoughts in his head. He bent down to the boy, ruffling the soft lock.

"Are you santa?" A soft, shy voice was followed by soon after.

"Well," The stare he received was too intense and unnerved. He was seen right through. He could see that it was futile to lie to the boy. "Yes I am."

"Really?"

The glimmering starry flowers decorated beside the boy as he was seen pretty much very happy to hear that make his heart melted. Though were still expressionless, he could see the boy's excitement and anticipation. "Yes, let see, Tetsuya is it?

"Yes." The boy now was twiddling with with his small fingers, glancing shyly at him. The plush toy was hugged closer to him. "Umm, Santa-san, am I a good boy?"

The man laughed as he pulled the boy on his lap, with a little yelp, but then, comfortably settled in between his legs. "Why yes of course. You've been helping your mom a lot with her house chores, you helped your father cleaned up the garage and you even helped the dog from the playground. You're on the top list of course."

"Really?" The boy now seemed to blushed even more as he heard the compliments. Well, the hard works were definitely worth it. "Then, Santa-san, can I make a wish?"

"A wish?" This was bad. He could give presents, but a wish? how can he grant a wish? however, the stares he got from the boy made him felt like he could do anything now. "Of course you can!"

Damn. Who said Santa can't curse?

The small boy hopped of the plump man and held his hands together. His hand placed in front of his face, eyes closed as if he was praying to the Santa himself. "I wish to have a friend, Santa-san."

His eyes blinked. A friend?

Now what?

"Umm, no one seemed to see or noticed me. I was lonely ever since I came here, so I wanted to have at least a friend. Can you grant my wish Santa-san?"

"Of course!" Damn it with those sparkling and teary eyes. There's no way he could reject those pure, beautiful blue eyes. But,

Now what?

"Santa-san?" The boy tilted his small head, blinking to him. "Was it too much that I asked you this? I mean, its okay if you can't but-"

"Nonsense Tetsuya, of course I can do it!"

"Really? Thank you Santa-san!"

"Sure, no problem!"

The boy then proceeded to hugged the plump man, though, he barely managed to get his hands around his big belly. The bigger hand patted the small boy, his other hand smacking himself on his head.

Stupid! Now what?

wait.

Them.

He could use them!

Of course! Why didn't I thought of this sooner?!

He clapped his hand together but then froze as the small body on him shifted. The boy now was already asleep on his lap, looking very peaceful. His small hands still hugging the man very tightly. The thought of the boy must staying up waiting for him made his heart fluttered.

His eyes soften up. How come a boy as nice as him didn't have any friend? He carefully picked the small boy up and brought him to his bed. A card was seen beside the bed, along with a plate of cookies and a glass of milk. A childish handwritten note was on the card. It was scribble like but also readable. "Santa-san, please have the cookies. But I really think you should cut them out a bit."

He held his belly with a slight guilty in himself. Its not his fault that he was this big. It was a guilty pleasure really. So he packed up the cookies, he could eat it on his way, drank the milk and before taking off, he patted the smaller boy.

"Merry Christmas, Tetsuya."

That same night, at the same room, where the same boy was sleeping peacefully on his small bed, seemed very oblivious of the five figures standing around his bed.

"So this is the boy?"

"I think so. This was the address given by him."

"Aww, he's so cute!"

"That old man was really troublesome."

"He ate all the cookies too..."

The small boy snuggled himself into the warm blanket and sighed a relief. Probably having a very sweet dream. The five figures stood still, watching the very adorable boy sinking deeper into his sweet dream. Until one of them broke.

"He's so cute! Akashi-cchi, can we stay with him forever?"

The said man smiled. Much like a smirk. "Why of course. We are his guardians."

"We shall stay with him forever."

Santa was having his slumber. After a long, tired night, he could finally go back to sleep and rest. He was now resting very comfortably on his fluffy bed, the comforter on his side, a glass of warm milk ready to be devoured. However, his head was only thinking of the small boy.

"I'm sure he could survive." And thus, his job was done. His face smiling proudly. He didn't expect though to get a note from the same boy, on the next Christmas.

"Santa-san, please take them back..."

I'm really sorry, I just had to write this. Right. Forgive my mistakes and errors.

Disclaimer: Don't own, never will.