Christmas love

Five days until Christmas

I put the final touches on Ten's gift.

A video game

Tiny and obsolete.

But I had made it, me alone.

I hope he likes it.

I totally bombed his birthday.

No one told me,

so how should I know?

He didn't seem to care

I still got something sweet.

I had to make it up to him.

Ten is good at keeping secrets.

Whenever I talked to him

He'd just smile blankly

Pretending he didn't know anything.

That bastard was good.

I tried everything to get a hint

A training set, some armor?

But he stayed strong

Giving no sign of breaking.

I guess I'll have to wait.

Christmas eve

No word from Ten

I guess I asked too much.

He's gonna make me wait.

Damn that boy loved power

Christmas morning

Everyone seemed cheery

Baby laying on her back

Gumming my hand

Father seemed content

I think I saw him smile

But no sign of Goten.

All of the Christmas rituals were preformed.

A big meal was eaten, gifts were opened.

Why was I so worried about ten?

He was the sweet and thoughtful one

Not me

He would come eventually.

Nine-thirty at night

Goten still hadn't come

Damn! He was forcing me to admit defeat.

I walked into his house

(I no longer need to knock)

He greeted me,

Smiling like any other day.

I sat waiting for him to break

But he never did

So I threw the gift down next to him

And turned to leave

Goten stared wide-eyed at the gift

Like he'd never seen one before

He opened it, completely in shock

Asking why I'd given it to him

He acutely sounded sincere

"You forget its Christmas ten?"

His expression growing blanker

As soon as I'd got truly mad

Wanting this sad game to end

I came to a realization

Ten really might not know what Christmas was

So I sat there and told him

What it was

What they did to celebrate

And why

Through the whole tale, Goten's eyes grew big

And sparkled in amazement of this magical day

But then he say his present, and his smile faded

Feeling guilty from empty-handedness

But then he looked up and kissed me

And I melted like butter.

Sure I had kissed him before,

but never had he kissed me.

He pulled off to say "I love you" and I began to cry

Never before had he said those words

But hearing them now

Knowing he meant it

Was the best gift of all