Christmas Time Specials

Disclaimer: I don't own Future Card BuddyFight.

Christmas Gown.

Plot:

Kazane Fujimiya is entrusted with a genuine heirloom gown that has been passed down from one generation to the next. Now that, she is nearly turning twelve-years-old this winter, Kazane is dreading her 12th birthday as she will have to wear the turquoise gown to her birthday celebration. And, everyone - including a certain number of guys - will see her in a more girlish way to her normal tomboy attire.

Chapter 1

"Shelia, attack the fighter and make me proud." Kazane commands her aqua-haired warrior.

"Ah." The young orchid-haired adolescent girl shouts covering her face.

"Game over." A voice announces. "Winner. Kazane Fujimiya."

"Ah… No fair, Miss Kazane." The young girl whines, falling to her knees. "You didn't give me a chance to counter-attack. I want a re-match."

Kazane rests her hand on her hip. A small smile curls from the corners of her lips. "Okay, Jamaica. We'll have a rematch tomorrow."

"Miss Kazane," A young bluenette girl calls as she is waving from the stands to get Kazane's attention. Kazane turns her head to see the waving hand gesture of the young bluenette haired girl. "Principle Ironclaw is looking for you."

Kazane grins sheepishly at the lingering thought of the old man. She forgot all about the match that she had scheduled with the veteran Dungeon World user. "Thanks for warning me, Fauna." She said with a slight wave of her hand to the 3rd grader up on the stands.

"There you are, Miss Fujimiya." Principle Ironclaw announces, finding his target. "We have a Dungeon World re-match to attend to."

"Sorry, Gramps. I have somewhere else to be right now." Kazane waves her hand at the old man. She skips and runs as fast as she can from the enraged old man. "My mother is waiting for me. We'll just have to reschedule some other time to battle against our Dungeon World decks. See you."

"MISS FUJIMIYA!"

Otehmin

"Kazane, my daughter, come over here." Her mother calls for her 11-year-old orange-haired daughter.

Kazane enters into her mother's room. Her crimson eyes gaze to notice something. She sees a lovely turquoise dress. It is nicely draped on a mannequin in the center of her mother's bedroom. There is a pair of hands that rest on her little adolescent shoulders. Kazane glances over her shoulder to see her mother.

"Just think, Kazane. This Saturday, for your 12th birthday, you'll be wearing the traditional heirloom dress."

Kazane sheepishly grins at her proud, ecstatic mother. Her gaze lingers, hinting to her discomfort of having to wear the traditional heirloom for her 12th birthday. It is just another ordinary birthday, after all.

Otehmin

Shosetsu is crumpling a piece of paper and casually tosses it into the trashcan without a second thought.

"Are you sure you want to dismiss the invitation, Shosetsu?" His item card buddy asked.

"I'm sure." Shosetsu said, leaving the council office at Sen Cad. "It is just…" He trails off in deep thought of the young orange-haired girl that he faced off in the semi-finals against the carefree Aibo Academy and the serious Sengoku Academy. He totally defeated her with ease.

"Shosetsu?"

"M-Maybe," Shosetsu said, dismissing his lingering thoughts. "On second thought. I should attend."

"I understand."

Otehmin

"Rouga, Davide." Kyoya announces to two guys in the meeting room. "I need you two to attend this birthday party on my behalf. It involves another strong Buddy Fighter that will replace Terumi. She has really left me quite interested in her."

"Why don't you go yourself, then?" Rouga snorts, underneath his breath. He is leaning against the wall to the doorway. His eyes are closed, annoyed.

Kyoya snickers at Rouga's usual display of reluctance.

"Who do you want, Kyoya?" Davide asks, sticking out his tongue. "I'll make sure to bring that girl back."

Kyoya sits down on his bench stool and he begins to play on his huge organ. "I believe that you already meet her, Davide."

"Oh," Davide said, anxiously licking his lips. "That feisty girl I told you about?"

"Kazane Fujimiya," Kyoya said, dismissing his playing his organ. "I need a worthy Queen, after all."

"Tsk." Rouga growls underneath his breath as his eyelids narrow.

"I'll retrieve her for you, Master Kyoya."

Not too far away from the meeting, Sophia narrows her eyelids. She turns on her heels to walk away. "I won't lose to a 3rd rate Buddy Fighter." Her eyes transform catlike.

Otehmin

"Z, are you sure about your decision?" Akatsuki asked. "You're not going to the party."

There is a light burning to his cheeks. "I'm sure, Akatsuki." Zanya replies, pushing his glasses upwards on his nose bridge. "If you want to attend…" He trails off in deep thought. "Anyways, Father wants me and Tsukikage to…"

"Is that so," A confident voice said from behind the Kisaragi brothers.

Zanya turns his head to see his new-founded circle of friends standing just outside his gate in the backyard. "Gao. Everyone."

"We've all been invited to Kazane's birthday." Kuguru announces, perkily.

Zanya's glasses crack at the sides. "A-A g-girl…"

"Huh?" Kuguru said, puzzled from his usual behavior around girls.

"I say. He's as rude as ever." Lady Suzuha announces, folding her arms across her chest.

Everyone shares a group laugh.

Otehmin

"Oh, Kazane." Her mother clasps her hands together. She cheerfully closes her eyes in sheer delight. "You look absolutely adorable in that heirloom."

Kazane turns her whole body around to look at the long mirror. The reflection reveals Kazane's entire image. The turquoise dress - that she is wearing – is casually draping over her slender frame; outlining all of her feminine curves that she often hides. Her lips are lightly glossed with some lip balm and also painted a shade of ruby red to match her crimson eyes. Her cheeks are lightly covered with some rosary powder that her mother applied on her. Lastly, there is a pine green ribbon tied in her shoulder-length orange hair. "Mother, isn't this a bit much?" She asked, twirling around to face her mother.

"Nonsense. You are a going to be the 'Belle of the Ball'."

"Mother." Kazane groans in the same annoyance that she displays when Bladewing Phoenix acts obnoxious towards guys. "Is it really necessary to wear this 'clown' makeup?"

"Clown makeup?" Her mother repeats. "It is called a 'feminine touch'. A woman's warrior paint."

"Warrior paint?" Kazane repeats, walking to the washroom to turn on the tap to the sink. A few splashes are heard, as Kazane scrubs the paint off from her face. The tap is twisted off to stop the water flowing. "Why can't I just look like the same way I normally do?" She asked, rhetorically.

"It is because you are the grand-daughter of the principle. And, you are turning twelve. You are turning into a lovely young lady. Soon, you will experience your menarche."

Kazane opens her mouth to protest.

"Kazane, tell me the truth." Her mother said, combing her daughter's orange hair with a brush. "Is there some 'special guy' that has caught your interest?"

Kazane's cheeks redden at the sudden thought of 'him'. "M-Mother."

Ekosi. Chapter 1 of Christmas Gown

AN: Otehmin means 'Strawberry'. Ekosi means 'that is all'.