Let Snow Fall where it may Bloom

Hi! Yes I'm doing it! Rachel and Tom fluffness! seriously there is no rated T or below story for them yet only two M's. It's kinda sad. I contributed one of those. This is obviously for the holidays! It's also a one-shot. Unless of course multiple people tell me to continue. But for now I have nothing in mind for a sequel. Plus I'm hyper after reading some really strange things. hmmm something about potter being mexican... Anyways! Lights! on! Cameras! on! Everything else i'm to lazy to write individually! on!

Disclaimer: I do not own the world of Animorphs. If I did obviously something bad would have happened to the world, aka: taken over by yeerks.

Thank you for your time in reading this.

The car pulled up into my cousin's driveway and I quickly jumped out of the car as my mom shouted after me, "Don't forget to bring in the presents from the trunk kids!"

Right. Let's do that first. Sarah and Jordan exited the car after me as I popped thr trunk of the car open and started to grab presents.

Well, here seems like a good a time as any for introductions.

Hello, my name is Rachel. I can't tell you my last name because then the Yeerks would find me and my friends and then there would be no hope left on the planet for the human's survival or should I say capture. Oh, you don't know about the Yeerks? Well there a small parasite species that goes through an ear canal to get into the victims brain. Once there they control your body, after connecting themselves to it of course.

Now that was a bit of a rush on things. But you should get the whole point: I'm an Animorph and we fight the Yeerks to save our world from becoming slaves to them.

But enough of introductions. It's Christmas after all.

I walked up to the house nudging the door open with my foot so I could slip in. My little sisters followed me closely until I set the gifts near a lit up Christmas tree, to which they followed suit before running off. I smiled. It was nice you know. Having a family get together. A warrior needs a break sometimes. My cousin's mom walked into the room, glancing at the tree and presents before her eyes settled on me.

"Hi Rachel. It's so good to see you again! Jake and Tom are somewhere upstairs."

"Thanks, Auntie." I said as I took off my black high heels before sprinting up the steps only stopping in the hall for a moment before approaching Jake's room.

I knocked and there was a muffled, "Come in."

I swung open the door and walked into the room, glancing around it. Not much had changed. "Hey, Jake." I said, watching him as he looked in a mirror and played with his bow tie. "Need help, again?" I asked, rather amused by it. I was definetly in the lovely Christmas spirit.

Jake sighed in defeat. "Yeah. I really do."

I laughed and stepped forward to fix it. Once done Jake glanced once more in the mirror. "Can't believe we had to dress up for this." he said, eyes on his black suit, with the white undershirt, and red bow tie.

"It seems weird. Doesn't it?" I asked standing next to him, I looked myself over aswell. Been awhile since I had worn a dress, and this one had multiple black straps around my shoulders to keep it up. Then it changed to a soft violet color that went a few inches past my knees, with a black sash around the middle.

"Very." he glanced over at me. "I'll see you downstairs?"

I nodded then couldn't resit adding, "Nice tie." I left the room as I heard him laugh and made my way down the hall before stopping in front of another door. I stared at the wood for a moment my hand hesitant to knock but after another second I thought, why the hell not? Tom was my cousin too, just because he was a controller-a person with a yeerk in his head-didn't mean I couldn't wish him a happy Chistmas. I raised my hand and knocked. The door swung open and I had to look up slightly to see Tom's face. "Hey there." I said.

He seemed confused for a second then nodded. "Hey Rachel." He stepped back into his room and glanced around it before looking back at me. "Why don't you come in?"

After a moment's pause I allowed myself to walk in. Tom's room was less like a teenage's boys. Kinda the opposite of Jake's. Nothing was on the floor, everything was tidy, and neat. I won't say I wasn't surprised. "Nice." I commented.

"Say Rachel," he began and I turned to watch him as he closed his door. "can we talk before the dinner?"

A million questions popped into my head. "Sure. What about?"

"Nothing important. Just a christmas gift."

"Is it for a relative?"

"Yes... and no."

I frowned at him. "I'm pretty sure if a relative is a relative they stay that way Tom."

"Maybe." he said. Which I began to ponder at as he started rooting around for something in a drawer. "Oh." he said as his hand seemed to curl around something. "Can you close your eyes?"

My brow raised slightly before I obliged. "Yeah I can." I said as all I saw was darkness now. "By the way, do I know the person?"

"Very likely." he responded and I could hear him moving around the room. There was a pause in the noise. "Could you step back for a moment?" I gave a nod of my head and stepped back a few times until my back was on the wooden door to the hallway. "Thanks." Tom said as he rooted through what I guessed to be his desk.

"No problem." I replied.

The noise continued for perhaps half a minute before it fell quite again for the most part. "I think that's all of them."

"Tom?" I questioned. "Did you forget to put the presents you got for everyone under the tree?"

"All but one." he replied. There was another slight shifting sound as if he was arranging the presents he had found scattered around the room. Maybe it wasn't as clean as I had frist thought.

"What one?" I asked curious.

"You peeking at all?"

I smiled, eyes still firmly shut. "Of course not."

"Good." I heard the sound of footsteps coming closer and wondered if he had fogotten to wrap mine or something else like that. Why else would he make me close my eyes? "Stay still, okay?" I grinned in a way to tell him okay. Fingers threaded through my hair, pulling a part back until i felt a piece of metal slip in. I wondered lightly what the hair piece looked like. "One more thing." he said, his voice sounded soft yet also loud at the same time. Must still be close, messing with the piece or something. His breath floated over my face as his fingers began to run down through my hair checking that it was in the hair piece. His hand settled on my shoulder. I was about to ask if he was done so I could see it when I felt lips being pressed to mine.

My eyes snapped open to meet his closed lids. His teeth ran over my upper lip as shock ricotted through me. I opened my mouth to speak and his tongue slipped in to run over my own. "T-" I managed before he bit gently on my lower lip, pulling at it. "oh." I moaned softly, eyes closing again. My hands rose from my side to run up his arms until they met behind his neck, drawing him closer. He pressed his lips harder against mine in response. The kiss only lasted for a couple more seconds, then he broke away. I opened my eyes to see him smiling.

"You like your present?" He held up a mirror for me to see.

"umm." My eyes took in the piece in my hair, a sparkling white in the shape of a snowflake. "yes." I said hesitantly. He was acting as if he hadn't just kissed me. I felt lightheaded.

"Good." he was still smiling. "Should we go down to the dinner then?"

"That'd be great" I said, turning and walking out his room down the steps to the main floor where the kitchen would be.

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