Hello, I know it's a bi too early for a Christmas fanfic, but I've been getting a lot of requests to continue this, showing how everyone else's Christmas went :) So, here's the repost of the first chapter, focusing on Kei and Hikari's Christmas.

A/N: For those who had already read the original version of this, you would notice a lot of edits on this one XD I just had to! Sorry :) Please, enjoy. Oh, btw, please don't get mad at me for the OOC-ness, it's been a while since I clicked on anything S.A related on the net. So, yeah...I don't know if I wrote them correctly.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own S.A

"Otou-san, Get up! It's Christmas!" a little boy who was a spitting image of his father said as he jumped on top of the bed excitedly

" Tell Santa to reschedule it, daddy needs to sleep." Kei Takashima groaned as he pulled his blanket over his head roughly, causing the little boy to tumble down to floor with a thud, causing the father, who was now hiding under the covers to chuckle

"Okaa-san, Otou-san won't wake up! " Keiko shouted out as he frantically ran out of the room in search of his mom "He told me to tell Santa to reschedule Christmas!" He added with a hint of annoyance as if it was the stupidest thing that he had ever heard in his 10 years of existence

"I'm getting up!" Kei called out, but instead burrowed deeper into his soft, warm pillow as he closed his eyes once more.

A few minutes later he heard a familiar laugh, and he knew that she was standing at the end of the bed getting ready to pull the blanket off him, in case he puts up a struggle.

"Get up Kei" Hikari said with a chuckle as she held on to the corners of the blanket tightly

"In a minute" Her husband replied as he snuggled deeper into the covers, refusing to admit defeat

"I doubt you will." She simply replied as she shook her head and was about to pull non the thick duvet, but stopped halfway when someone burst into the room

"Okaa-san? Is Otou-san ill?" a blonde little girl asked as she looked up at her mom with baleful dark eyes, an exact copy of her mother's, before glancing towards the bed where her father was.

"No sweetie, Otou-san just doesn't want to get out of the soft, warm bed" Hikari told her daughter with a mischievous grin, emphasizing the words 'Soft' and 'Warm'. "Now, why don't you go help Haruka with the cookies?"

"Ok. Okaa-san" Haruhi said as she skipped out of the room merrily as she sang a medley of various Christmas songs at the top of her lungs as she made her way to the kitchen.

"You are not helping" Kei muttered from under the blankets as he held on tighter to his pillow, obviously unwilling to let it go.

"Come on Kei! Get up, or else I'll pull you up myself" Hikari said, her dark onyx eyes glinting with an unspoken challenge as she pulled the blankets off her husband who, simply shrugged as if the sudden gust of cold air was nothing.

"I never thought I'd see the day that you'll be pulling me out of bed, Hikari" The blonde man replied cheekily with a grin as he pushed himself to a sitting position as he leaned back against the headboard

Hikari turned a violent shade of red as she grabbed nearby pillow and viciously launched it at him, which he easily dodged by leaning towards the other side. "Shut up."

Suddenly their eldest son, Keiko, came running back into the room, his hair obviously frazzled and his face showing nothing but this distress as he rushed towards his mother and pulled her hand, urging her to come with him

"Okaa-san, the kitchen is on fire!" He said frantically, causing both parents to jump into action, forgetting their little challenge as they raced down the spacious halls to get to the kitchen, only to find it spotless and deserted

Kei rounded on his son with a stern expression on his face, but was suddenly tackled to the ground violently by two giggling little girls.

"What's going on?" Hikari asked as she looked up from the floor to her son, who was now grinning madly before glancing towards Kei, where their daughter Haruhi was riding on his back.

"I think we've been ambushed." Kei told his wife calmly as Keiko ran over to his father, joining his sister behind their father's back.

"We got you good, didn't we Otou-san?" Keiko asked with a grin as he tried his best to not jump and down with excitement, as he might break a number of his dad's bones if he did so.

"Yes, you did!" Kei said proudly as he gently pushed his children off his back before standing up himself and dusting off his pajama pants while waiting for Haruka to clamber off her mother's back to join her siblings who had now ran off to gather around the cookies near the tree before offering to help Hikari up from the floor.

The raven-haired beauty graciously took his hand for support, something that she would never have done when they were still teenagers, as she pulled herself of the floor before entwining their hands together as they walked to the tree leisurely, watching their children munch on the cookies that was supposedly for Santa while shaking the boxes of Christmas presents under the tree, trying to guess what they were.

Kei stood there with a smile on his face as he wrapped an arm around his wife's shoulders, keeping his eyes glued to their children as Hikari wrapped an arm around his waist and leaned her head on his shoulder.

And to the world, they were the picturesque manifestation of what Christmas was about…