A/N: THANKS FOR THE RESPONSE GUYS! ilu all. srsly.

Anyway, as requested, I'll include a Mello/Sayu and an L/Wedy. Because you know what? All pairings are welcome here. No exclusives. SO YAY FOR CRACK HET PAIRINGS -celebrates-

Again with the fluff. I think this was more IC than the last one, because, believe it or not, it's so much easier portraying a guy who goes GU#$)(*%&#)% than a guy who just goes "..."


kiss two: unprofessional

" - goddamnit, Halle," Mello spat as he sat impatiently on the couch. The elder women rolled her eyes as she set up the Christmas decorations.

As she went over to the doorway to hang up the mistletoe, Mello spoke again. "What the hell? Mistletoe? Is this your lame way of hitting on me, or something?"

"Hitting on you," Halle said calmly as she stood on her toes to hang the kiss-provoker. "would be unprofessional."

Mello then proceeded to mutter something like 'unprofessional my ass'.

The mistletoe fell down when she tried to tie it; she sighed and picked it up to try again, only to fail. It was hard; especially with Mello's eyes on her the whole time.

When the mistletoe fell out of her hands for about the fourty-sixth time, Mello growled, stomped over and grabbed the mistletoe out of her hands.

"You're such an idiot, Lidner," he snapped, about to hang it up himself, until he realised...well...

He was holding the mistletoe right above them.

"Ah, shit," he muttered under his breath as Halle cocked an eyebrow at him coyly.

"We don't have to, you know," Halle said, glancing up at the mistletoe in his hands. "Just put it away. It's just some silly tradi -"

He crushed his lips against hers, rendering her speechless. It was pretty sloppy, and rough, but what else would you expect from a brash, inexperienced and hotheaded kid?

When he stepped back, he had a very smug smile on his face. On her face, however, was a rather deep blush. Halle cleared her throat.

"That," she said, trying to maintain her composure. "was very unprofessional."

"Since when did I give a damn about professionalism anyway?"

Halle paused to think, decided that she agreed, and leaned in.