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"Kyon, get in here." Haruhi snapped out through the door.
Reluctantly, Kyon obeyed as ordered and stepped in through the clubroom door. The room looked like it always did, kind of bland but scattered with various acquired items. There was the computer that Haruhi strong armed from the computer club next door. There was the video camera that she obtained by selling Mikuru like a piece of meat advertising. But the thing that caught Kyon's eye this time as he stepped through the door was the costumes. Not the costumes hanging on the rack that Haruhi paraded Mikuru around in, but the costumes that were now being worn by the various club members. Mikuru was wearing antlers and what looked like a brown body suit. She had a red nose and some holly and bells around her neck, giving off a really Rudolf feel to her. A second glance told him that she wasn't wearing anything under her brown body suit, her unhindered curves were clearly visible through the thin brown cloth. As festive as she looked, Kyon could see the signs of dried tears on her face. He hated Haruhi for how she treated Mikuru, but he couldn't help but thank her. Haruhi, on the other hand, wasn't upset about what she was wearing, which looked like a cross between her bunny girl outfit and a sexy Santa Clause. She had on a felt red skirt and vest laced with fuzzy white trim. She had on dark fishnet stockings and little else. A red hat toped whit a white fuzzy ball finished off her outfit adding hint of cute to all the sex appeal. Her lips were glossed with matching bright red lipstick that gave Kyon a funny urge to reach out and taste them. Yuki, sitting in her usual chair, was wearing her usual school uniform, but she did have on a lopsided Christmas hat like Haruhi's. She didn't look happy about having a hat placed on her, but then again, she never looked happy about anything.
"Here, put these on." Haruhi snapped as she handed him a green hat and elf ears.
"What are these for?" He snapped back, avoiding her eyes by staring at her bare midriff.
"It's almost Christmas." She said, pointing out the obvious.
"But why this?" Kyon's temper was temporally over powered by curiosity.
Their eyes met as she said, "Because I'm Santa, and you'll be my helper."
It wasn't Kyon's idea of how best to spend a day, but at least he wasn't dressed in anything revealing. After putting on his costume and leaving his school bags, Kyon readied himself for whatever Haruhi had in store for them today. It turned out to not be that bad. The giant heavy bag Haruhi handed him turned out to be filled with presents. They headed out in to the town and whenever they saw an unhappy child or a lonely kid, Haruhi would stop and hand them a present as Santa. Kyon wasn't sure if kids would believe a scantily clad teenager to be Santa, but their eyes would light up with wonder as she bellowed Ho Ho Ho and gave them a gift. When Haruhi got bored with gift giving, she turned to her normal source of entertainment, bothering Mikuru. Reindeer apparently looked enough like a horse and if nine of them could pull a fat man and a sleigh, then Haruhi could ride Mikuru, or at least that's what Haruhi proclaimed as she tried to climb on top of Mikuru and straddle her. With tears in her eyes, Mikuru climbed out of the pile of bodies and wiped the dirt from her clothes.
"Um, Ha Haruhi. If we're done giving out presents, then could I could I change out of this?" Mikuru asked, trembling with the fear of a second attempt of being ridden.
"Not yet Rudolf, we have more Christmas cheer to spread." Haruhi said, grabbing Yuki who apparently was trying to escape as well.
Kyon finally stepped up and gave reason a voice, "Haruhi, what else are you planning to do today?"
Pouting, Haruhi replied, "Well, I guess she can go home. But first, Mikuru-chan, paw your antlers and neigh like a reindeer."
Mikuru sobbed but obeyed. She mewed like a cat but it must have been enough for Haruhi because she dismissed the crying girl who ran home hiding her face in her hands.
"Well, I guess you did a good thing today," Kyon told her when they were finally alone. Yuki managed to sneak away while Haruhi was distracted by a passing alley cat.
"Did what," Haruhi said absentmindedly, still watching the cat.
"You made a lot of kids happy, giving them presents and all." Kyon said, but panicked and asked, "Wait, what were in those gifts?"
"Oh, just my old teddy bears and what not, things I had around the house. It wasn't junk or anything." She added, when she saw the un-approving look on Kyon's face.
"But why?" Kyon asked, still imagining things she could have given out like foil hats to protect against aliens or garlic or something.
"I don't know," Haruhi muttered, now petting the stray cat, "I just felt like doing something good, you know, because it's Christmas."
Kyon smiled, "Oh, it's because Santa's watching you and you want to get back on his good girl list so you can get lots of presents."
She looked at him darkly, "Well sort of. I want to be good so I can meet Santa."
"And catch him right?" Kyon mused.
"No, although that would be fun. I just want to believe in him." She said, her eyes filled with the same wonder those kids had.
"You know he's not real, right?" Kyon asked nervously.
"Yeah I know, but I want to believe in something, even if it's not real." She replied, fidgeting with her clothes.
"But why?" Kyon said, afraid for her sanity.
There was a dull silence before she answered, "I don't know. Maybe if I could believe he exist, then Christmas might be happy for me."
The warm afternoon air turned cold and bitter. Kyon hadn't spent Christmas with Haruhi before, so he didn't know she was the kind of person who could be sad on Christmas. She seemed so happy, so festive, but it could have been an act. They headed back the clubroom to get their book bags before heading home. As they entered the clubroom, Kyon noticed that both Yuki and Mikuru had also stopped by for their own things. He walked over to Mikuru's empty reindeer costume and examined it, secretly hopping it was still warm, it wasn't.
"Why do you always make her dress up in these things? You know she doesn't like it right?" Kyon said, more to the wall than to Haruhi.
"I know she doesn't like it, that's why I do it. The girl needs to build some confidence and I like to tease her. Two birds, one stone." She mimicked two birds being crushed to death with her hands. As an afterthought she added, "And you don't seem to mind."
"Of course I mind. She doesn't like being put on display like that." Kyon snapped.
"Then tell me, what was Koizumi wearing today?" Haruhi snapped back with the tone of an interrogation.
"Koizumi was in club...?" He thought out loud.
With a laugh of victory, Haruhi proclaimed, "See, you were so busy staring at Mikuru's chest that you didn't even answer when Koizumi called your name, you stupid pervert."
"Well I... you still shouldn't make her wear things like that." He retorted defensively.
"It wasn't that bad..." She said dully.
"If it wasn't so bad then you wear it." He snapped, a little too loudly.
"You'd like that right?" she said, adding, "you pervert."
"If it's not that bad, then why would it be perverted?" He asked, smirking wildly.
"Fine." She pouted, obviously giving up, "Turn around."
Before he even had a chance to look away, Haruhi ripped her shirt off over her head and moved to pull off her skirt. With a heavy sounding slump, Kyon heard the last of her school uniform falling to the ground. The reflection in the window confirmed his earlier guesses that Mikuru wasn't wearing anything underneath the Rudolf costume because even with the heavy layer of condensation on the window, Kyon could see her bare backside shimmering back at him. The cold glass showed creamy white skin running from head to toe of Haruhi's gorgeous body. Her cute butt cheeks wiggled as she fought to pull on the brown jumpsuit. After a few pants tightly painful moments later, Haruhi tapped him on the shoulder.
"There, see... nothing special." She muttered, trying to hide the embarrassment in her eyes.
The costume, which had been designed for Mikuru, looked out of place on Haruhi. Haruhi was almost a head taller than Mikuru making the brown fabric stretch painfully across Haruhi's naked form. Her smaller breasts couldn't fill the front of the outfit like Mikuru's ample chest did, making her chests look even smaller. Even the cheerful red nose clashed sharply with her dark bitter eyes. But even though it looked terrible on her, Kyon couldn't help but notice how good she looked under it.
"It's cute..." Kyon said, unable to contain his laughter.
"Shut up. Shut your mouth or I'll I make you wear it." Haruhi said, hiding her chest with her arms.
"Like I'd wear something that revealing..." Kyon said with a grin.
"Just go," Haruhi said impatiently.
"Oh, but one last thing," Kyon said, pointing up. "Mistletoe..."
In one swift motion, Kyon swooped down and stole a kiss from Haruhi's trembling lips. She sent him the world's darkest look but before she could yell at him, Kyon grabbed his school bag and headed home.
"Merry Christmas..." he muttered happily to the wind.
Fin
Author's notes
I usually write over at AFF dot Net but I wanted to give non-smut a try. This story will get have a sex scene and probably another chapter or two, but it'll be over at AFF dot Net so if you're over 18, give it a look-see. Other than that, let me know what you think. Thanks.
