I own nothing. But do own a stuffed tomato toy that has a funny face. .
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Kasahara was back up in her room again, she had been down stairs with the others before but they sudden all had things that needed to tend to leaving her to wonder around alone. Despite Dojo's words before she reopened her suitcase decided she had time to repack it properly now. Taking out all of her clothes along with the gifts she had wrapped up in shirts.

A present for everyone, including Major Genda, she had brought souvenirs from the gift store down stairs. Had even got some paper to wrap them in, granted they weren't the best looking, it was the thought that count.
She had decided to give them to everyone after they returned from their holidays but she had time to give them now. Maybe even after dinner. She could even just put them at the doorways with a note. Save the embarrassment of handing it to them in person. Or having them say that they don't like it. Sure Komaki and Shibazaki would accept it anyway, Tezuka would bluntly say no.
She wasn't even sure what Dojo would say.

Deciding to worry about it later she left in favour of a hot bath instead.

"Come on put you back into it." Shibazaki called in front of her, hands on her hips ordering the Corporal around. Tezuka groaned at her as carried the fake tree further down the hall to the leisure room.

"This is heavier than it looks, you know." He fought back feeling the box slip in his fingers again.

Shibazaki paused her ordering, placing her hand on the corner of her mouth feigning concern. "Oh is Mister Perfect not up to his usual standards?" She knew he hated the nickname but couldn't reframe herself from using it. Lately it's been easier to get under his skin.

He glared at her before turning away and focusing on the box, picking up his pace. The slow clap she rewarded him with only annoyed him more, making him move faster again. Whether it was to get the job done or to just get away from her he doesn't know.

Finally having the box in the corner of the room they both worked together to put it out and put it together. "Are still don't know how you manage to get this from the manager." Tezuka commented in bewilderment.

She smirked at him, "If you knew my ways I would have to silence you." She winked at him playfully putting the top piece on the tree.

Tezuka stepped back, watching her move the branches apart from each other. "Does your date know your ways?" he hated how jealous his voice sounded, praying she wouldn't pick up on it too much.

"I was wondering when you were going to bring that up." She seemed unfazed by his forwardness. "He is just a guy from the Library, works in another department from me."

"Then how did you meet?"

"A friend introduced us." She didn't have to look behind her to imagine his face, no doubt looking at with a disapproving look for agreeing to a date with someone she doesn't know.

Tezuka forced his voice to be as neutral as possible, show no emotion. "Do you like him?"

"He is nice, but really," she paused turning to face him, "I'm just busying myself until another guy builds up the courage to ask me out." With that she turned back to their work, "It look's good, I'll go get the rest."

Shibazaki left Tezuka there speechless, whatever composure he had before just went out the window, leaving him embarrassed and gaping like a fish.

Returning from her bath feeling refreshed, Kasahara headed back downstairs hoping to find where everyone else had gone. She already tried them at their rooms with no luck.
Turning down the hall to the leisure room she was suddenly forced back by a something hard. A strong arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her back before she could fall to the ground.
Kasahara eyes widen as Dojo held her closer to his chest, waiting for her to stead her feet. As soon as she was standing again he backed away, ears burning red.

"Watch were you're going blockhead." He scolded.

Feeling her own face redden, "W-what? You ran into me you brute!" Arguing back only gained her a glare.

Fisting his hands he rubbed them both on the sides of her head causing her to scrunch up her face, "Don't talk back to your superior." Only stopping when she apologised. "There, that's a good subordinate."

"I came look for you all and this is what I get. You're so cruel." She cried holding her head. She flinched when he walked past her stopping to look over his shoulder at her.

"Well come on then." When she only gave him a confused look he continued, "You are bored right? Let's go do something."

By doing something Kasahara hadn't been expecting for Dojo to lead them outside into the snow. Both stood in the white powder all rugged up in a snow jacket with a scarf and gloves. Even with all the extra layers covering her body, Kasahara could feel the chilling breeze cut through her.

"What are we doing out here exactly Sir?"

"I don't know," he sounded irritated, "Didn't you say you wanted to walk in the snow or something."

"Yes, until you said you would leave me behind." She muttered. Deciding it was too cold to walk too far away another idea formed in her head. Trying to not draw too much attention for the instructor Kasahara bent down gathering snow in her hands, forming it into a poorly constructed ball. When she turned Dojo was inspecting some of the ice crystals hanging from the neighbouring roof, giving her the perfect opportunity.

Dojo barely manage to hold back his yelp as he was assaulted by snow ball. It made contact on his shoulder, breaking up around his face and down the front of his jacket. "Hey! Not so high!" furiously trying to remove all ice from his jacket.

"Oh I'm sorry, guess I'm not use to my targets being so low." Kasahara knew it would piss him off but as usually she spoke without thinking. The mechanical laughter that followed didn't help much either.
Of course that one comment was the fuel that started a ruthless snow ball fight between the two DF agents. While Dojo had the strength Kasahara had the speed, leaving them both equally matched.

Exhausted they both feel down in the snow, breathing puffs of air into the cold.

"My hands are so cold." Kasahara whined shoving her frigid fingers into the pocket of her jacket only to find them filled with snow.

Dojo rolled his eyes at her before pushing himself off the ground, "That's happens when you take off your gloves, blockhead." He looked down at her, marvelling how pretty she looked in the snow. Her cheeks were a bright pink and her eyes seemed even brighter, the chocolate brown shining compared to the white snow that surrounded her lashes.
When he noticed her shifting awkwardly under his glaze he lowered his hand down to her. "If you stay down there too much longer you will get a cold."

Kasahara eyes his hand curiously, recalling the times when he had stood over her just like this offering his hand to her. She never knew exactly how it would end once she accepts his hand.
His strength surprised her, she practically flew from her spot on the ground to being safely on her feet. Also slightly leaning against his chest.
So much warmth radiated from him that she almost considered leaning in more. Quickly pulling back before she lost herself, "Th-thank you Sir."

"Yeah… well le-lets go inside."

"Right."

Inside Shibazaki was waiting for them wearing smile that usually told Kasahara that her roommate was planning something. Cautiously making her way to said person she asked what was going on.

"I simply wanted to show you something in the leisure room." She tilted her head trying to act innocent. Giving Dojo a quick glance the blonde followed the librarian down the hallway, "You and Instructor Dojo have fun?"

"Umm yeah, we did." Blush once again tinting her cheeks not going unnoticed by Shibazaki.

"He was only meant to keep you distracted, what did you two get up to." She asked in a suggestive tone raising her eyebrows.

"We only played in the sno-" Kasahara paused, "wait, what do you mean distracted?"

"From your surprise." Shibazaki simply explained before sliding open the door. Kasahara's eyes widen to their full extent as she took in the sight before her. The leisure room had been transformed with bright lights and decorations placed around the room. Chairs had been placed in a semi-circle in the corner where a small Christmas tree stood.
It was covered in decoration and only had a few lights on it, but it was still beautiful to the young blonde. Kasahara let her mouth hang open in surprise and awe.

"When you said you weren't doing anything for the holidays we decided that we could give you a celebration here." Shibazaki smiled, clearly seeing the happiness on her childlike friend. Pleased to see her plan worked.

"How? When did you do this?" Kasahara questioned still staring at the tree.

"Well I had help," Kasahara saw Shibazaki wave towards Komaki and Tezuka, noticing them in the room for the first time. "We all decorated while Dojo distracted you for a while." She nodded towards the said man as he came into the room.

Kasahara could feel tears starting to well up in her eyes. "You guys did this all for me?" She so happy she couldn't put it all into words.

"Well we are almost like a family, so we should all celebrate the holidays together." Komaki came up to her and patted her on the head, giving her a gentle smile, "Besides it was fun for us too."

"Yes, we found out that Tezuka is quite the decorator." Shibazaki joked laughing at his embarrassment.

"Well shall we gets some eggnog?"

Dojo stood next to his subordinate, trying to not notice how much the lights shimmered in her eyes. Quickly looking away when she faced him. "This may just be my favourite Christmas." She spoke with so much happiness that Dojo couldn't help but smile. Reaching up a hand to pat her head like so many times before.

"Merry Christmas blockhead."

Naww they are such nice friends

Sorry if the ending seems rushed, I just couldn't think of much else to add with it.

Well thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy your celebrations :D

Scotty.