This chapter is shamefully short, so I will be adding another chapter later today. I don't own anything.

Kyoya went to bed early that night. He was still angry with the Host Club.

'The Grinch.' Hardly. He didn't hate Christmas. In fact, he respected it greatly for the amount of business it started. But that didn't mean he himself had to celebrate it. Not when there were more practical things to do. There was no value in spending a whole day wasted on presents and food.

"Kyoyaaaa…" Kyoya's eyes snapped open "Oh, good. You're awake."

Kyoya grabbed his glasses and shoved them on his face. "Tamaki? What are you doing at my house?" He glared at Tamaki the way he always did to scare his friend in the morning. Tamaki just laughed.

"Sorry, that won't work on me today."

Kyoya growled. He punched at the blonde boy, but where fist should have met face, there was only thin air.

"Now, that wasn't very nice." Tamaki said from the other side of the bed.

"How—How did you-?"

"Oh, that's quite simple, really. I'm a ghost. I only look like your friend." Kyoya frowned. It wasn't even midnight yet. He was too tired to talk like this.

"Go away so I can sleep."

"I can't do that, Kyoya. I have to show you something first."

"Well then, show me and leave!" Kyoya moved to lay back down on his bed, but the phantom-Tamaki grabbed his arm. He was quite solid for someone who had dissolved a moment before.

Now Kyoya was sure this was a ghost, because the real Tamaki had never looked so serious in all the time he had known him. "Kyoya, I'm here to show you the true meaning of Christmas."

They stared at each other for a moment. Kyoya didn't understand. "What?"

"You have been spending your Christmases alone, as though it were just any other day off from school. It's time that you understood why Christmas is so important.

"Kyoya, tonight you will be visited by three ghosts. The first will come at the stroke of midnight. If you do not heed their warning, I'm afraid you will come to ruin."

There was a long pause as the two boys stared into each other's eyes. "Wait-" Kyoya said, still not fully believing that this wasn't just a huge joke, "wait, more ghosts? What do you mean? Why can't you just tell—" Kyoya stopped speaking as Tamaki disappeared into thin air.

It was a dream Kyoya thought. He had been angry at the host club, and it had entered his subconscious. Why, then, was he laying awake in bed?

10:45 I really should get some sleep

11:10 I'm tired. I've got a lot of studying tomorrow.

11:30 I can't even keep my eyes open, but I can't shut them either

11:45 I'm finally drifting off

11:59 Kyoya Ootori was fast asleep.