"Merry Christmas, Iza-Chan!" a raven haired girl, with green eyes, said excitedly, "Merry Christmas, Shizu-Chan!"
Even though she said this to make them stop fighting, the other two males didn't realize this.
"Christmas is tomorrow, Emi-Chan," Izaya replied.
"I don't even like Christmas, Emiko," Shizuo uttered.
Emiko pouted. "So! Get into the Christmas spirit! You'll get coal in your stocking with that kind of attitude!"
"I don't care," the said in unison.
She sighed and pouted. "But don't you want presents?" She moved her hand from behind her back to in front of her, revealing two gifts; one for Shizuo, and one for Izaya.
The glanced at each other, then back at Emiko. They weren't sure whether or not to take the presents for the grinning girl.
Shizuo sighed, and put on his blue-shaded sunglasses. He walked to her, and grabbed the present addressed to him. It was wrapped in red paper with a gold bow on top. He gently took the bow off and placed it on top of Emiko's head teasingly. He ripped the wrapping off- Emiko grabbed it so he wouldn't be charged for littering- which revealed a box. He opened it slowly, curious if an animal would jump out of it. In it was a basketball.
Shizuo looked at Emiko, confused. She giggled. "We used to play basketball a lot when we were little. Then you accidentally popped it. So here's a new one."
Shizuo smiled a little, and muttered a 'thank you,' before stepping back for Izaya.
Izaya's present was wrapped in blue paper with a silver bow on top. It was in the same size box as Shizuo's, when he took the paper off. Opening it, he took out a Christmas hat.
He looked at Emiko questioningly. "You're never in the Christmas spirit, Iza-Chan. Wearing the hat will ix it."
"Thank you, Emi-Chan," Izaya said, putting the hat on, "You're so nice."
"Now," Shizuo said, turning towards Izaya, "I would throw something at you, but since Emiko here doesn't want us to, just get of Ikebukuro."
Izaya smirked. "Aw, how sweet. Shizu-Chan has a crush on Emi-Chan."
"I do not!" he snapped, with a light blush on his face.
Emiko, also with a blush on her face- though much brighter- said, "Iza-Chan, please don't get him worked out."
"As you wish, Emi-Chan," Izaya replied, his smirk bigger, "Anyway, I guess I should go now. Bye Emi-Chan, by Shizu-Chan."
"Stop calling me that!" Shizuo shouted.
Emiko smiled. "Merry Christmas, Iza-Chan!"
"Merry Christmas!"
"You too, Shizu-Chan. Merry Christmas."
"Merry Christmas, Emiko."
A/N: I know this is late, but I've been sick since Christmas Eve (when I was starting to write/type this). I'll introduce Emiko in a new fanfic (that I'll actually finish, hopefully). So, Merry Late Christmas & Have a Happy New Year.