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Tatsumi: Is it just me, or are her little disclaimer jokes getting worse? –sweat drop-

Christmas Special!

I saw Kannuki kissing Zuma-clause

Christmas… I though it was a joyous season, always seemed quite mellow in the offices. Work still got done during the day, and even Tsuzuki got down to business, as a present to Tatsumi, sort of. Plus, those who didn't work could not attend the Christmas party held after hours. Hisoka was, again, the very first to finish his paperwork, and agreed to go to the break room to get snacks and pass them around to his co-workers. He was in high spirits, despite the snowy, cold weather outside. Thank goodness it was heated inside, ne?

Whistling a holiday tune, Hisoka finally made it past the exploding hallway where Watari's lab was. He had to dodge the nearly-drunk scientists' experiments go wrong, as well as run away from a couple of giggling Hokkaido girls, and breathed a sigh a relief at seeing his destination strait ahead. (Who knew getting snacks was such a chore!)

He reached out his hand to push open the swinging door, when he heard loud shouts coming from inside.

"Stop it, Hajime!"

"Make me."

"I mean it! Give it back to me!"

"No."

Hisoka sighed. He caught Wakaba and Terazuma having yet another fight. They fought almost as much as he and Tsuzuki did. What was it about this time? Hisoka told himself he didn't care, but curiosity got the better of him and he cautiously peeked his head into the break room.

Wakaba's hair was messy and ribbon-less, and she was pressed close to her partner as she reached up to try to take her hair ribbon back from him. He was taller, and had a longer arm span, and he smirked as he held it away from her. The boy had to wonder why Terazuma didn't transform, until he spotted a sealing charm tucked in Terazuma's pants pocket. Also, he found it almost disturbing that the man was dressed up in a red suit, like Santa, but without the beard and hat. Hisoka turned just a little pink at seeing his co-workers at such close proximities, but told himself it was nothing as he kept watching.

"I told you to give it back, Hajime!"

"Do you really want it?"

"Yes!"

"Are you sure?"

"Give it to me now!"

"As you wish."

His hand clasped onto hers up in the air, passing over the ribbon, and at the same time, his eyes closed as he used his free hand to cup her cheek as he brought her lips to his. Hisoka jumped, not expecting that to happen at all. Wakaba was equally surprised, but after a moment of feeling her partner's lips on hers, she lowered her hands, abandoning the ribbon. They continued to kiss with passion, and Hisoka slowly and stiffly moved away from the door.

Reentering his office, he walked by Tsuzuki with a plain, expressionless face.

"Hey! I thought you were going to get some sweets! Did something happen in the break room?"

Hisoka moved like a zombie. He stopped in front of his partner, wide-eyed, and at the mention of the break room, his face flushed a deep red. He stood there for a minute before passing by his partner and heading outside, thinking,

'I'm going to need counseling to get over this. Lots and LOTS of counseling…'

Done! I know Christmas is over, but I just thought this was cute, anyway.