Merry Christmas to all of you people? What did you get from Santa? I hope you're loving today's day as much as I am!

And as a celebration for Christmas, here goes a Nourtney/Courtoah oneshot!

"Why do you hate Christmas so much?" Courtney asked.

"I don't hate it," Noah corrected, "I just find it an unnecessary festivity."

"But come on!" she cried "You're not even celebrating Christmas Eve?"

"Maybe," he answered without losing a stitch of his sardonism.

Sometimes Courtney thought her boyfriend was a bit too much cynical. He just sat there, reading a book without moving from the place unless she told him to. She loved him, but she thought he should have more social life. After all, she was the only person who talked to him in the island.

"Get some spirit!" she fumed, storming off the place.

Noah looked at her while she left. Oh, great. Even his girlfriend hated him.

What could he do? Sometimes she was so stubborn. The C.I.T would always drag him to wherever she wanted to be. Of course, Noah loved being with her, but he found a bit too boring her C.I.T meetings or her meetings with her lawyer while she tried to fulfill her lawsuit against Chris. She should calm down and think about everything she was doing. Maybe a spiritual trip to a Buddhist temple would do, he thought with sarcasm.

He stood up and went to the old Gopher's cabin. They were on a Christmas meeting at the island. Of course, Noah hadn't been really keen on it, but Courtney had convinced him to come along.

In the cabin, there were only two boys. Trent, who was playing his guitar peacefully and Owen, who ate the lunch leftovers.

"Hey, man," Trent greeted him.

"Hey, buddy Noah!" Owen exclaimed, BBQ sauce all over his face.

"Hi," Noah said dryly.

He looked at the calendar. December 23. Shoot! He only had a few hours to get everything prepared.

"Do you know if the Arts and Crafts cabin is open?" he asked to his old teammates.

"Dunno," Trent shrugged his shoulders.

Noah sighed. He would have to guess by himself. He went back outside without even bothering to say goodbye and walked to the Arts and Crafts cabin. When he opened the door, he could find to his delight it was open.

"Yes!" he cried just before coming in.

The day after, all the campers were sitting by the bonfire, exchanging their presents. Courtney was delighted to see Noah came to the celebration, and so she ran to him, a big, squared wrapped gift in her hand.

"Hey!" she exclaimed "This is yours."

He took it. Before unwrapping it, he wanted to guess what the package had inside. A book? No, it was too thin. And it was completely solid to its sides. An electronic book? He doubted so, they were really expensive. Finally, he unwrapped it and found a mahogany photo frame, with a big photo inside it. It was both of them at their hometown, sat down in the park grass, watching the skies in the night. Noah had an arm wrapped around Courtney's shoulder, and she was pointing at something in the sky, both laughing and smiling.

"My brother took it," she explained, rubbing the back of her head, "while he spied on us. I thought it looked pretty good, so-"

"It's not good," he cut her "it's awesome. I love it. The bad thing is my gift is nothing compared to this."

He gave her a piece of cardboard. It had big, colorful letters which formed N + C.

Courtney looked at him and embraced her boyfriend strongly.

"This is really good," she said "did you do it?"

"Yeah," he answered "but flip it over."

She did what he told her, and she kissed him after reading it.

I love you.

-Noah

"This is the best Christmas ever."

That was the first of a very long number of Christmas Noah spent with Courtney.

Awww, I really liked writing that :3

Merry Christmas to you all! :)