Title:The Rules of Mistletoe.
Author:Freeing Alys
Rating:T
Summary:It was just for the tradition, for the rules of mistletoe, right? Mikiley. ONESHOT. Fluff.
Disclaimer:I DO NOT own Hannah Montana. A little obvious though, right?
Author's Note: Okay a Christmas oneshot! I was just thinking and I thought this would be a little funny and so very Oliver like. So read and I hope you enjoy. Review! They are like cookies for Santa. Happy Holidays.

The Rules Of Mistletoe.

"Jingle Bell Rock" blared out of Dad's old radio as me and Mikayla made our way towards the kitchen to refill on our eggnog. It never seemed like a possible feat, but of us decided to let the fights between us end and just be friends. That's as Hannah and Mikayla of course. I don't think Mikayla will ever really know that I'm that girl she met after a Hannah show, the one that Mikayla was ashamed to admit she was actually at. It'll just between Miley and Mikayla, no one else. Not even Oliver and Lilly. Like they really need to know anyway.

"And that was really my worst Christmas memory ever." Mikayla filled Hannah in on as we walked towards Dad, Lilly and Oliver in the kitchen-all in disguise of course.

Dad was hunched in the corner, tending to the cooking turkey while Oliver was leanging against the counter spacing out-again and Lilly was digging into the cookies that Dad had made earlier. Last minute we decided to have the party, in disguises in course, just so that Mikayla could join us. It's a weird new addition, Hannah and Mikayla being friends instead of enemies. A lot more fun too. Mikayla had to be one thousand times different then I ever imagined her.

"Whoa!" I stopped at the edge of the kitchen and stared at Oliver in disguise and shrugged my shoulders at him, my wig bouncing around.

"What?" I asked him and then glanced at Mikayla who was trying not to laugh, as best as she could.

"You're friend is um…something Hannah. Where ever did you find him?" Mikayla asked glancing from Oliver then towards me.

I shrugged my shoulders and thought back to the day I actually did meet Oliver-for real. "Around." I muttered instead and then glanced back at Oliver.

"What is it?" I asked Oliver again, staring into his wide eyes.

"You two…are standing under mistletoe." Oliver said and then pointed upwards, over our heads.

I followed his gaze until I saw the green plant above my head and then I let out slow stream out air from my lips. "So what?" I asked Oliver glancing back at him.

"You have to kiss!" He exclaimed and then let out a small laugh. "It's the rules of mistletoe." He reminded us and I glanced at Mikayla, who was staring at Oliver with wide eyes.

"Come on! I don't think…" I started but then Lilly as Lola marched into the kitchen a smile on her face.

"It's all for the joy of Christmas, Hannah. Just come on you two! You don't have to mean it, I mean it's Christmas. The kisses don't count anymore then the calories do." Lilly said walking up to Oliver and standing next to him.

"You two…" Mikayla mumbled waving her hand around in front of them.

"No…you two! It's the rules!" Oliver said again and I let out another sigh, just wanting my two so called best friends to shut the hell up.

"Fine, whatever. Like it matters." I finally said and then turned to Mikayla. "Really , come on. We're friends." I told Mikayal and she turned to face me, her face a strange tint of red.

"O-okay." She agreed.

I quickly turned towards Lilly and Oliver to toss them my best glare and then I turned towards Mikayla and gave her a smile small. After taking a quick breath I leaned close to Mikayla and quickly kissed her on the lips. As my lips covered hers I caught a whiff of the vanilla perfume she was wearing and it made me want to wrap my arms around her, to never forget the scent. I pulled away from her and she was staring at me, her eyes close together and she looked shocked, but happy. "Happy?" She asked turning to stare at Oliver and Lilly who were slowly nodding their heads.

"Yeah…sure." Lilly quickly said and I broke out a smile on my face.

I turned back to stare at Mikayla who was touching her lips with her fingers and a dazed gaze was stuck on her face. "You okay?" I asked her and she nodded her head and then smield at me.

"Y-yeah of course. Let's just get some more eggnog and cookies." She suggested and I nodded my head as she made her way into the kitchen, her gaze on Oliver and Lilly the whole time. I brought my own fingers to my lips as I watched Mikayla quickly pour herself some eggnog and I thought back to the kiss. It was short and small, but there was something in it…something completely different then anything I had ever felt before. But it was just for the sake of the tradition, for the rules of mistletoe right?