Hello my sexy demon freinds! Hope ya'll had a lovely holiday! I wanted to write something x-mass-y for Ice love and Other Drugs, but it doesn't really fit in the storyline right meow. So here's a story with the same characters but an alternate universe or sumthin. I don't plan on continuing with it but might if someone were to ask it of me.

Obito POV:

I hate Christmas. Maybe I'm just becoming really emo or something the older I get, but this season I'm just not really feeling it. I already got enough of it last night on Christmas Eve. So. Many. Uchihas. All stuffed together. In a very large fancy-ass mansion, I might add. But even with all that room I had felt like I was stuffed in can of sardines. Because there is no escaping the force of the Uchihas. Advice to anyone out there: do NOT get on the bad side of one of us. We don't own our own private police force for nothing. You could end up with you head mounted on a wall as a trophy. Actually, with Madara I wouldn't be surprised. Damn crazy uncles.

They all asked the same torturous slew of questions. About my future and not so cleverly hidden stabs at why I would want to pierce my ears. And I smiled and nodded and gave them all the same answer; "I'm undecided about my future, but have great aspirations and am particularly interested in politics."

Because Uchihas are all freaking spectacular. They all expect me to become a lawyer, a doctor, or a dictator of some great nation. But I would never tell any of them the truth. That I want I really want is to be an artist. But that would be like a baby dinosaur telling it's scaly-ass family it wanted to be a butterfly. Not until I turn eighteen anyway. Two more months. I stop walking and look up at the sky and watch the dots of snow drift down around the tree branches, piercing the dark night sky. It makes me want to paint.

"Oi Obito, hurry up! My ass is an icecicle and I wanna get inside!"

Rin grabs my hand and drags me up the driveway towards a house pulsating noise and light. I begin to make out the song that is currently shaking the tectonic plates of the Earth. It's something dubstep remixed with… Frosty the Snowman? Seriously?

I stop moving. "Oh hell no! Can't we just go back to your place and watch Nightmare before Christmas?"

Rin rolls her large, dark eyes, currently festooned with purple glitter. I love those eyes. "Come on emo-boy this might actually be good for you!"

"Hey I'm not exactly emo!" I counter. "Anyways It's not nice to label people like that."

"Whatever, but you are wearing all black.

"I…" stop myself mid-sentence as I glance down at my outfit. Hey guess I am wearing all black. Soft leather black boots, rather dark skinny jeans, and topped with my black peacoat thing.

"Hmf, at least I look damn sexy."

"It matches your hair, and your eyes."

She didn't say anything about how damn sexy I look….

I swallow my insecurities and grin at her. "Which also matches my soul."

Kakashi POV:

Where the hell are they? Rin and Obito were supposed to be here half an hour ago. I take another swig of my beer. It's only my second but I can already feel the buzz starting to take effect. I'm sort of a light weight. Unlike Obito. That boy can drink.

It probably has something to with the fact that he's a bit taller than me. And naturally buffer. Those shoulder blades… I shake my head to rid my mind of thoughts of what Obito's shoulder blades might feel like. Not that Obito drinks a lot anyways. Because of Rin. She doesn't like it.

Something heavy inside my chest drops. Like a precious stone dropped inside of a pond, sinking and lost forever.

That familiar feeling. Whenever I think of him. Of her. Of them.

Obito is in love with Rin. It's blatantly obvious. He has been since middle school. But his love is unrequited. Rin thinks of him as a sort of brother. What I think of Obito? Well now you see.

I love him. I love him so fucking much it hurts.

And he doesn't know it. He doesn't see it because he's always been desperately chasing after Rin.

Oh yeah, another thing. About Rin not liking Obito back. It's because she likes me. A lot.

So we have this crazy love triangle going on. I love Obito, Obito loves Rin, Rin adores me. It goes in a circle, like a snake biting its tail.

Or a fish, or a dragon, or whatever floats your boat. I like dragons. Whatever though it's not like people can just summon animals whenever they want.

Well shit. Shit, shit, shitty bicycle tires. Haha oh my, I meant for this to be a one-shot. Then the dramatic part of my brain kicked in. Then Navi fucking came out of nowhere and was like "HEY! HEY! HEY! How about some deep-ass metaphors!" I think this story may turn out bigger than expected.

Review! Review! Or I may shoot you! Phssst what?! NO I wouldn't shoot anyone it just rhymes…