Title: Advent Calendar - "Mistletoe"

Pairing(s): Tezuka/Fuji

Rating: PG-13

Genre: Humour, Romance

Warning: Domesticity, some kissing.

Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis never was and never will be mine.

Summary: Two can play at a game.

Mistletoe

"It's the 25th, Merry Christmas Mitsu," Fuji whispered into his spouse's ear as the other stirred and his eyes slowly opened.

Still slightly drowsy from sleep, Tezuka nodded with a rare unguarded smile and pulled Fuji closer to him, burying his face in the crook of Fuji's neck.

Fuji chuckled at the rather adorable action. It was times like this which he loved the most and cherished; words weren't enough to express the contentment and happiness he felt and as good his skills at the camera were, he didn't think he was able to completely capture the essence of the moment.

It was no matter though; they still had decades ahead of them. He would live through every brand new day, savouring the joy of waking up nestled in the strong yet tender embrace of his beloved, experiencing afresh each new interaction, locking away deep in his heart every second that Tezuka let down his defenses they were alone and together.

Caressing the silky russet locks that were splayed unruly over the white fluffy pillow lazily with one hand, Fuji pulled away gently as he shifted to plant a kiss on the stoic man's forehead. Grinning, he then covered the other's lips with his own.

Eyes still closed, Tezuka promptly responded to the action by kissing back and his tongue probed for entrance. Fuji willingly complied and it was some time before the former tennis prodigy broke off the kiss, slightly flushed and breathless.

Tezuka merely smirked at the sight as he sat up; years of living with Fuji and his unique mannerisms and habits apparently had an effect on Seigaku's former tennis captain, resulting in the shorter brunette being occasionally surprised whenever a more playful side of the usually emotionless man emerged, wicked sense of humour included.

"You are rather happy about something aren't you?"

"You think so?"

"Yes, your face tells me you are feeling smug about something."

"And what would that be? Tell me about it."

"It wouldn't have anything to do with the sheer number of times you kissed me while I was asleep this morning, would it?"

"Oh my, was someone pretending to be asleep then?"

"Hardly; I do happen to have retained my sense of touch and my rather sore lips tells me that someone clearly had quite an enjoyable time with them."

"Maa, it's only right that I do so."

The grin on the other's face triggered alarm bells in Tezuka's head, experience told him that particular grin meant that Fuji was up to something. Combined with tingling sensation from his lips, a sneaking suspicion formed in the taller brunette's mind as he glanced down at Fuji, suppressing the need to kiss the alluring man senseless before looking up above him. A cheery wreath of mistletoe complete with red ribbon and golden bells hung above the head of their bed, a gentle breeze wafting through the open windows of their bedroom causing the item in question to sway slightly as the soft melodious clink of metal against metal was heard.

Looking back at his spouse who was smiling innocently up at him, Tezuka could not help the look of amusement on his face, a twinkle in his eye the only indication that the man had something up his sleeve as well.

"Since you have gone through so much trouble to observe tradition, I suppose breakfast can wait for a little while longer while we wrap things up here."

A/N: I just had write a cute cuddly scene between the two of them and of course, Fuji's sense of humour had to barge in and awaken Tezuka's own sense of humour. Anyways, hope you guys enjoyed it!

Thanks for reading and a Merry Christmas to everyone!^^