Yamu+Sharkkon

"So that's what you've been doing Aladdin?"

"Yup!I helped everyone get together for their gift! When I saw Pisti really struggling with telling Spartos how he felt, I thought it was a great idea! For other people I got them stuff, like Jafar I got a new set of knives." Yamu laughed as Aladdin stuffed his face with another turkey leg. "Mmfit worked premmy well. Kougyoku's been smiling all day, and Spartos and Pisti are still dancing!" he gestured over to the dance floor where the two of them were slow dancing. It was a sight worth seeing, and Yamu sighed in appreciation.

"Well you did a really good job. Everyone seems really happy this year, even Sinbad is happier than he was last year!" and last year he had gotten so drunk she thought even her magic wouldn't have been able to fix the side effects. Of course, in the end they did. It was her after all. "Oh, that reminds me, I almost forgot your gift!" Yamu reached into her pocket and pulled out a blue box with a bow on top.

With a big smile Aladdin grabbed it and started tearing the wrapping paper off. Inside was a small ornament, one that had a manger with a little baby inside of it. "That's the baby that we celebrate Christmas for," she told him with a smile. "I thought you should have something Christmas themed, since you never celebrated Christmas before."

"I love it! Thank you Miss Yamu!" he gave her a big hug and she laughed pleasantly, hugging him back. As soon as he pulled back a little light popped in his head. "Oh, that's right! I haven't gotten you your gift yet have I?"

"That's fine Aladdin, you don't have to worry about it right now," but Aladdin wasn't listening. Instead he jumped down from his chair and headed back to the palace.

"I'll be right back! Don't you dare move!" before she could stop him Aladdin scurried off into the crowd, disappearing from her line of sight. Yamu sighed, shaking her head and taking a sip from her cup. That left her all alone for the time being…supposed to stay still…oh boy, she had nothing to do! Sighing, she plopped her chin down on the table, listening to the music and the sound of people dancing. Everyone was having such a good time. Like she had thought, it had turned out to be one of the best Christmases in a long time. Well, considering the last Christmas had been while Hakuryuu had tried to take over everything, any kind of festivities had been better than before.

It was nice though, what Aladdin was doing. More than anything was because it was so simple, and just to make people happy. They didn't have to worry about staying alive or an impending war. Instead they could worry about much simpler things, like couples getting together and finding the right presents. It showed people the simpler things in life, but those simpler things made them so much happier. Yamu was so happy that all of her friends were happy. Though, in reality, she was a little envious. She wished that she had had just as much fun as her friends had.

"Yo, magician!" of course.

He had to show up.

Turning, she found Sharkkon walking over to her, a drink in his hand and a gift in his other. He wasn't drunk yet, but he was getting close. Yamuriha smirked at him, in her mind already starting to prepare for their usual banter. "What swords-boy? Don't have two girls on either side of you for Christmas?" Sharkkon waved his hand as he walked up next to her.

"Whatever. I've got better things to do than hanging out with a bunch of strangers." Meaning you're going to talk to them later, was how Yamu interpreted his words. Pulling the box that was in his hand up he held it out to her. "Hey, I think this present is for you. It's from me, so if you like it or not, I don't care." Yamu raised an eyebrow and took the box. It was large and rectangular with a big bow on the top and covered in purple paper. Too bad for Sharkkon, she recognized it.

"You stupid swordsmen, you're drunk!"

"Wha-"

"It's FROM me TO you, not the other way around." Annoyed she threw the box back at him and he struggled to catch it. "The next time you decide to open your Christmas presents, you should do it in the morning when you aren't as drunk as a skunk!" He stumbled back, the box he held very heavy.

"Hey, it's not my fault your penmanship looks like scratches on paper!"

"My penmanship is perfectly fine! It's your eyes that need to get checked!" Sharkkon opened his mouth to argue, but after a pause just shrugged and held up the box.

"Oh whatever. Its Christmas, I'll let it slide." Yamu narrowed her eyes at him, but in the holiday spirit, also let it go. Reaching down she grabbed her drink and took another sip, ignoring Sharkkon as he started opening the box. Good grief, did he have to open it right in front of her? She really didn't want to see him open it. After all the hard work she put into it, he would probably just shoo it away like nothing. Humph, whatever. Nothing he said would ruin her good mood-

"Whoa." His reaction surprised her. Unable to stop herself, she glanced back to see him. His mouth had dropped open in surprised, and he stared at the box in his hand in amazement. Inside was a sheath to a sword, made of fine silver and engraved in magic runes. It perfectly fit the sword on his belt, and he took it out to test it. When he put it in the sheath the hilt of his sword began to glow. "Hey!" panicked he pulled it back out again, only to find the sword unharmed. Instead, it came out better than before. The blade was cleaned, all scratches removed, and sharper than before. Sharkkon stared at the blade in amazement. Yamu just rolled her eyes at him.

"Oh come on, you can't be that stupid." Sharkkon didn't react, and she rolled her eyes again. "Good grief. It's a sheath that is fixed with magic so that whenever you put your sword in it, it will fix it." Sharkkon's mouth never closed as he stared at his gift. He tried it again, and it came out even better than before. He was like a child, testing out the magic again and again. It was almost adorable to watch, and Yamu felt her mouth tip up in a smile.

"It's amazing," Sharkkon mumbled under his breath. "Wow…this is so cool!" Yamu felt her insides turn warm, and her cheeks started to turn a little red at the complement. Wait, she did NOT want to blush in front of him. Crossing her arms she snorted and tried to look indignant.

"Yeah, well, maybe it will help you start to see that magic is better than swords." Right away Sharkkon's face fell and he glared at her.

"Hey, I didn't say that. I just said it was cool, but swords are still better." Yamu glared at him.

"Says the big idiot who is amazed by some basic magic!" really, it was a lot more than that. It had taken weeks for her to make!

"You're just a big-" Sharkkon cut himself off to gape at her. Yamu frowned and looked around her. She didn't see anything different. But when she turned back to Sharkkon he was still gaping, his eyes even wider than before.

"What? What's your problem jerkface?" he didn't say anything. Instead he pointed up above her head. With a frown she looked up to where he was pointing. And her mouth also gaped open.

Hanging above them, floating in the air, was a big, green, glowing…you guessed it.

Mistletoe.

"…oh no."

"ALADDIN!"

The end! Merry Christmas everyone!