Author's Note: Based off the song 'All I Want For Christmas Is You by Mariah Carey. I plan to finish it by Christmas Eve for reasons hinted at in the story. For now it is rated T. It may change to M depending on how Mio is feeling...maybe. I still have to finish up the M scene for my first story. Which is halfway done. In the meantime, I hope you, the reader, enjoy this story. And if you do, a review would be a nice gift to let me know how I'm doing or any wishes/desires of your own that I may be able to fulfill. Thank you and enjoy! :)


"You there, young woman!"

Just keep walking. Find the police. Just keep walking. Mio thought to herself as she quickened her pace on her way home from school.

A strange, hooded, figure had been following her the moment she set foot off campus and had not said a word until Mio found herself in an empty neighborhood. The hooded figure had steadily increased their pace to match Mio and no longer attempted to hide whenever Mio tried to discern whether or not she was being followed.

Where is Ritsu when I need her?

Mio desperately wished that Ritsu had not taken a part time job which required her to leave immediately after school. Even on the weekends Ritsu was so busy with her mysterious job that it had affected everyone in the band. Though everyone kept asking her, hoping to catch her off guard, Ritsu never revealed what she was doing. Mio had assumed Ritsu would tell her eventually, but instead was told she would find out later on towards Christmas. Though Mio didn't admit it, it bothered her how secretive and distant Ritsu had become. Yet every time she wanted to bring the matter up with Ritsu when they did have time to be alone together, something her best friend did or say would make her forget. And it was times like these, when she was alone, especially with a stranger around, that Mio wanted Ritsu by her side.

"Please wait!"

Mio suddenly felt a hand clamp onto her shoulder and yelped as she broke free, swinging her school bag blindly.

"Wait, hold on! I'm not trying to hurt you! You just dropped this key chain!"

Mio opened her eyes and saw what the stranger –an old woman? Mio thought-was holding in her weathered hands. It was the keychain that helped spell out her club's name. Hesitantly approaching the stranger, Mio slowly bowed, while keeping an eye on the woman.

"I'm truly sorry for my behavior. I thought you were a suspicious person."

"No, it is my fault for not introducing myself sooner and wearing clothes such as these." The old woman cackled while gesturing to herself.

Mio felt herself shudder at the tone of the woman's voice.

"A-anyways, thank you for bringing me the keychain."

The old woman dangled the keychain and as Mio was about to grab it, the old woman grasped her arm and held her tight.

"What are you doing to me? Stop it!" Mio said frantically as she tried to pull away from the woman.

"Just hold still child! I'm not going to hurt you." The old woman used her other hand to stop Mio from moving as much as she pulled Mio back toward her.

Mio was about to yell for help until she realized that the old woman really wasn't doing anything to her. Rather, the old woman was muttering to herself and looking at Mio's appearance. Mio willed herself to calm down and when she did, the old woman let go of her. The woman turned her back from Mio and pulled out a small, red carpet bag that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. She started pulling many random bottles and trinkets out of the seemingly small bag. Mio gave the bag a suspicious look.

"It's bigger on the inside." The woman said without looking up as she continued her task.

Mio was surprised the woman knew what she was thinking and wondered what other secret abilities the woman had up her sleeves.

"Ah here it is!" The old woman said gleefully. She turned to Mio while holding a small black box in her hand. "I have something for you, Akiyama-san, which I think you will like."

Despite her fears about this woman, Mio felt a twinge of curiosity and decided to see what the woman had for her. She reached out to take the box but the woman pulled it out of reach. Mio narrowed her eyes at the woman.

"Why are you hesitating?" She said, backing away slowly. "It's nothing illegal or dangerous, is it?"

"No no no no." The old woman said as she waved her hand dismissively. "Nothing of the sort. Just…"

"Just what?" Mio demanded.

"You just have to promise me that you won't open the box until midnight on Christmas Eve night."

"Why?"

"It will contain what you want most for Christmas."

"The limited AKG K701 'electric blue' color headphones, along with a scratch resistant bass guitar case with an obsidian handle?" Mio said.

"No…yes. Yes, if that is what you desire, it will be in the box.-" The old lady said, sighing.

"Really now?" Mio said, unconvinced.

"Bigger on the inside. That's all I'm saying Akiyama-san. Now do you want the box or not?"

Mio frowned and shook her head but stuck out her hand. The old woman handed Mio the box and smiled.

"Now then, I better get going." The woman said while packing up her things. She gave Mio a sigh and smiled wearily as she turned to leave. "Akiyama-san, I hope you figure out what you really want for Christmas. My husband and I have never been bad at judging people and I don't plan on starting. Just follow your heart."

"What does that mean?" Mio said to the retreating figure. A sharp wind blew into Mio and forced her to close her eyes. When she opened them, the old woman was gone. Mio looked down at the black box in hand. She sighed and put it into her schoolbag.


Hours later and in the warmth of her room, Mio attempted to write down everything she had ever wanted for Christmas.

"What I really want…"Mio kept saying to herself as she tapped her pen to her lips thoughtfully.

She continued to mull over the words spoken by the old woman when something suddenly dawned on her, causing her to pale and drop the pen.

"Wait a minute! How did she know my name?"