The sky around them was a smudged blue grey, white and grey clouds breaking the perfect pattern. Snowflakes seemed to dance around them, tickling their skin when they landed on them. The ground was filled with soft snow that crunched under their feet when they walked upon it. Christmas was drawing nearer now, only three hours until the illeged Father Christmas would arrive on midnight. Why could their shadows have been real if he wasn't; all they had to do was believe.
Kluke spun round joyfully, holding her skirt sercurely down so Marumaro couldn't try to peek underneath it. The air around them was thick, misted but it seemed perfect. "We should get married on a day like this." Bouquet said, squeezing Shu tightly as he stared into the distance. He was trying to think of the perfect present to get for the others; he'd completely forgetten about it until Bouquet had mentioned it.
"Erm, I have to go." Shu said urgently, squirming out of Bouquet's grasp. If he didn't hurry, all the stores would be closed. Bouquet sighed as she watched him hurry into distance. "He really is forgetful," She beamed. Jiro shook his head, rolling a snow ball in his hand.
"I already have his present," He thought cockily, throwing it up in the air and catching it.
"You two need to stop fighting." Bouquet said firmly, snatching the snowball from Jiro's hand. "Someone will get h-" Her sentence was drowned as she slipped backwards on some ice. Marumaro scrambled to his feet and rushed to help her up, only too eagerly. He tripped over Jiro's foot and collided with him, leaving them both in awkward positions.
"Yuck," Marumaro said in disgust, he didn't appreciated his closeness to Jiro's face. Jiro shoved Marumaro as hard as he could, sending him flying into some snow. Kluke stopped twirling to inspect the scene around her. "Stop it before you all get hurt!" She said firmly. "We should go inside now, we're having a christmas eve supper then it's time for bed."
"But, Kluke..." Marumaro wailed like an insolent young child.
"Aww, Marumaro, Kluke's right, we should go inside." Bouquet said sweetly, flipping her hair over her shoulder.
"Yes, Bouquet," Marumaro said obidiently, rushing inside and knocking Kluke into the snow. She frowned and crossed her arms as she climbed to her feet. Bouquet beamed, flashing her white teeth as she skipped inside, humming a joyful tune. Jiro laughed at Marumaro's enthusiasm, then walked inside, glancing back hopefully for Shu to appear. If he did, he'd drown him with snow.
Kluke gently closed the door behind her as she entered the winter lodge and hurried to the kitchen. She grabbed some food from the fridge and was dismayed to turn around and find Bouquet, beaming. "I've decided to help." She said cheerily, cooking some food on the stove. Kluke frowned, tired of Bouquet topping her at everything. "Bouquet seems so perfect but she's really just a pretty face." Kluke muttered angrily.
"Did you say something, Kluke?" Bouquet asked sweetly.
"No," Kluke almost shouted, trying to supress her anger. She was sick of Bouquet, just everything about her drove Kluke insane. "You can make the supper!" Kluke said, raising her voice slightly, and slamming down her knife as she smelt what Bouquet had made. She marched into the living room where Marumaro and Jiro were staring at her, their eyes wide.
"I'm going to bed," She muttered and hurried past them. The stairs seemed to ascend for ages, there weren't that many of them but time seemed to slow down. Once she'd finally reached the top, Kluke ran into her room, tears leaking from her eyes. Her room was fairly small and smelt of wood, a very refreshing smell. Being there seemed to calm Kluke down and she sat on the window ledge, peering out of it timidly. The frozen wonderland outside seemed beautiful from every view Kluke looked at it, and all her anger vanished. She watched as a distance shadow transformed into a figure which seemed to be Shu. He was carrying five large packages and seemed in danger of toppling over any minute.
Kluke smiled; watching Shu always made her laugh, he was always bound to do something funny. "Here, let me help you." Kluke heard a high voice shriek and then she saw Bouquet running towards him. "Urgh, little miss perfect." Kluke muttered, her mood shattered once again. This wasn't quite the Christmas eve she'd hoped for. Hopefully, Christmas day would be better. Kluke changed into her pyjamas and laid in bed, thinking of all her wishes. If only one of them would come true, then she'd be truely happy.
This is gonna be a two-shot. I'll write Christmas day when I get back from Shopping probably or tomorrow^_^
