me: my first Christams fic. based on the song Christmas Shoes. OMG! this is sooooooooooooooooo fluffy! Yami POV through the eintire thing, incase you were wondering

ac-the-brain-supreme does not own Yugioh...or Christams

I was standing in line with all the junk I had gotten for my friends and family on Christmas Eve. I had spent hours and hours at that stupid shopping center searching for those shoes or that toy or whatever else I was getting for my loved ones.

They better like these things, I thought angrily or they'll have to face my wrath!

I blew a golden lightening bolt bang out of my range of vision when I saw him. It was a little boy who looked exactly like me, except short and with larger and more beautiful amethyst eyes. The boy was wearing tattered old ragamuffin clothes that hung loosely on his slim, pale frame. He had in his dirty hands a pair of beautiful red satin shoes.

There were two cash registers in the check-out area I was at and he was in the line for the second one. The person in front of him paid and the little boy joyously walked up to the machine.

"Excuse me," the little boy said, his voice like an angel's, "but I would like to buy these shoes."

The woman rang them up and said, "$50 please."

The line I was in moved and I went up to the first cash register, still keeping an eye on the little boy as I too was rung up.

He rummaged through his pockets and pulled out a few crumpled bills and handed them to the woman and asked, "Is this enough?"

The woman smoothed out each and every piece of green paper, counted them, and said "I'm so sorry, but it isn't."

The boy's face fell. He was obviously disappointed. "Oh…o-okay then, I-I'll put them back."

He was about to take the shoes back to where he found them when I asked, "Who were you getting them for?"

The little boy looked up at me with sad eyes as he responded, "My momma. We don't have a home, and the really cold weather hasn't been good for her health. Daddy says she won't make it to the next year. I really wanted to get her something, so I looked and found these shoes. She loves the color red and these shoes will fit her perfectly. But I don't have enough money. I wish I did though. She would look pretty if she left us tonight."

I heard the two cash register girls sniffle, completely moved to tears by the kid's story. I couldn't believe that this adorable little angel would have such a horrible existence. The kid was going to leave when I said, "Wait!"

He stopped and looked at me. "How much money did he give you?" I asked the register girl.

"$30 d-d-dollars" she said through her tears.

"All the money me and my daddy have" I heard the kid say.

I took out a twenty and put it on the desk. "Here's the rest of it."

The two register girls and the little girl looked at me. The girl put the money in the register and put the shoes in a bag and gave it to the little boy. "M-Merry Christmas."

"Thank you mister…"

"Yami."

"Thank you Mr. Yami. This will make this Christmas the best one ever for my mother!" Then he ran out of the store.

I paid for my purchases and left the store. It was freezing outside. Too cold for a family to be in. I decided that a few more people at my house wouldn't be too horrible.

I searched for the little boy, which was pretty hard since he was so short. Eventually I found him. He turned into an alley way. I ran through the crowds after him, bumping into people the entire time. I finally got to the alley to find…nothing. Nothing but a feather. A feather purer than the whitest winter snow and softer than snowflakes.

I looked up to the sky and, I swear, I saw the little boy with the red satin shoes in his hands smile down from the heavens.

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