A/N: Wheeee~ A Christmas story~
I'm still kind of stuck with "Legacy of the Fairies", so updates for it will probably be a bit less frequent for a while. Instead I have two stories for Christmas and each of them will have a new chapter up each day if things go as I have planned |D This is the first one. It's pretty much full-out adventure and not so much romance. I find it hard to ship Natsu and Gray xDD And a small shoutout to my awesome friend Sabichan93 for sharing her idea for a "Christmas calendar" story~ You should read hers too~ I know I will 3
The other one will be a more "romantic" Durarara! fanfic. At least that's the plan xD Well, without further ado, here is the prologue. The next update will be on December 1st, so stay tuned for more of this Christmas story.


December. An entire month of anticipation and excitement. It is a time of joy and laughter. Children playing in the snow, couples holding hands as they stare at decorated pine trees and families getting together to celebrate this very special time that come around only once a year.

Tiny flakes of snow were already falling down over the small town, one of them in front of a young black-haired man standing by a dark shop window filled with little figures clad in green and red. Blowing at the snowflake, he watched how it danced around in front of him, weaving in and out between the rest of the flakes until it fell to the ground on top of a very thin blanket of white. Winter had come early this year.

Moving his gaze towards the sky, he stared at the bright crescent moon. It was already close to midnight. The last of the autumn months would soon come to an end, allowing winter to fully take its place. Shrugging, he pushed up his dark blue scarf. While he did not at all feel cold, it would look strange if he stood around outside in the snowy weather with only little clothes on. Why was that bastard keeping him waiting for so long?

A slight breeze caught his attention. It seemed he did not have to wait any longer. With a sour look, he turned to face the person he had been waiting for.

"Took you long enough."

The newly arrived, a white-haired male, did not even give a single glance before he whipped out a piece of paper from underneath his coat and handed it over. Without question, the other snatched it away.

"They're still barking out orders like this? Sheesh, this is seriously old-fashioned," ´the dark-haired boy noted. "Why not change over to cellphones or something? It looks easier and way more convenient than sending out errand boys."

"Shut it." The white-haired man gave him a short, spiteful glare and chinned towards the paper. "At least I'm not going to be stuck in some backwater village all winter. I believe handing out orders from the higher-ups is just slightly more respectable than your lousy jobs."

"WHAT?!" Quickly skimming over the intricate writing, the first boy nearly dropped his jaw. "They're shipping me off to where? Why the hell do I have to be stuck with overseeing some silly little town again?! I'm pretty sure you got the address wrong."

"And I'm pretty sure you need to shut your mouth and suck it up." Turning his back on the other, the white-haired male began to walk away. "Maybe you'll get better winter tasks once you learn to keep quiet and follow orders." He let out a taunting snicker. "Can't say anyone back home is all that fond of you, Fullbuster."

Silently the black-haired boy cursed the other as he slowly disappeared into the night. What was his deal, putting him down like that? He was most certainly the biggest asshole he had ever had the pleasure of being acquainted with. Unamused, he took another look at the piece of paper with orders he had been handed. Magnolia Town. If he remembered correctly, it was not too far from where he was, just a bit further out… in the countryside. Urgh.

As he began walking away, a swiftly moving bicycle passed him, drenching him in water from a small puddle of melted snow it went through it. Throwing an evil glare at the rider, a lightly dressed young boy, he whispered under his own breath.

"Well, bless you and merry goddamn Christmas. What a wonderful merry time it'll be."