A/N: 10/16/2016: Chapter 4.5 was reposted and this chapter moved as a result. Sorry for any trouble this caused.

Also we're so far off of attempting to stick to the movie canon timeline that I'm not even trying at this point. Also known as my original attempt to weave movies 4 and 5 into this somehow have gone out the window.

With that, please enjoy chapter 5.

Christmas morning found one Hayama Takumi being woken by a gentle voice and feather-light kisses to his face. He was a bit confused as his brain slowly entered a state of wakefulness, but then things clicked and he opened his eyes, giving his boyfriend a drowsy smile. It was a bit surprising to see that Gii was already awake and dressed considering that since it was holiday break, the other had been professing how happy he would be to sleep in and be lazy.

The two were some of the few students spending their holiday break at the school. The majority of the staff had left as well, with only a few staying to surprise the students that were staying put. Curfew wasn't a thing (it was the holidays and apparently they got a break from it).

"Gii…" Takumi murmured, eyes still a little hazy with sleep. He gave a pleased hum as Gii softly kissed him, sending a pleasant warmth spreading through his body.

"Merry Christmas, Takumi," Gii replied softly. "Did you sleep well?"

Takumi nodded and slowly sat up, stretching a little bit and letting out a small yawn. Gii sat down beside him on the bed and drew him into another kiss, enjoying the way that Takumi seemed to just melt against him. It would be nice to stay here a while longer, but Gii actually had plans for the day.

"Get dressed, I have a couple things planned for us," the overly-wealthy youth grinned.

Breakfast in the cafeteria wasn't horribly romantic for a Christmas date, but neither really cared. It was more about getting to spend it together. Once they finished Gii led the other from the building. Hand in hand they walked the grounds of the school, a light dusting of snow from overnight crunching beneath their feet. The air was chilled and they could see their breath with each exhale. They both saw no need to speak, just enjoying the companionship. Gii stole many a glance at his beloved – making sure the other wasn't starting to get too cold. He wanted the other to be happy, not uncomfortable.

Takumi began to notice that their wandering seemed to have a slight purpose. They were walking by points on campus where important things – both good and bad – had happened to the two of them. They even walked by the concert hall – or rather, where it had been (it seemed the school had finally started the demolition project and all that remained was a roped off pile of rubble now) and eventually made their way to the greenhouse where Takumi often practiced his violin.

The building was unlocked and they stepped inside, both breathing small sighs of relief at the warmth inside. The two teens sat on one of the benches, Takumi leaning comfortably against his boyfriend. Gii had an arm resting around Takumi's waist, tucking the other up against his side. He loved how perfectly they fit together, as if fate has designed them for one another.

"It's snowing," the smaller whispered after they had been sitting in comfortable silence for a while. White flakes could be seen drifting down from the grey sky outside the glass walls of the greenhouse. Gii looked down at the other, watching him. Takumi was watching the snow, a smile on his face and eyes full of wonder. Each time he got to see the violinist so open with his expressions, Gii found himself falling even more in love.

Takumi seemed to sense that he was being watched after a moment and turned to look at the other male.

"Gii?" he murmured, heart rate quickening just a bit as he took in the intensity of the other's gaze. Whatever he was going to say next was cut off by a kiss that tried very hard to take his breath away. Takumi made a small noise and once again found himself relaxing and melting against Gii. How could something as simple as a kiss render him into total mush?

When the two parted, they rested their foreheads together, gazing into each other's eyes. Both were smiling, breathing a little heavier from the intense kiss.

Gii raised a hand and gently cupped Takumi's face, brushing his thumb along a cheekbone. He could just stay here all day, gazing into the other's beautiful eyes. But he had something to do and now was as good a time as any.

The wealthy teen reluctantly drew back and stood, drawing Takumi up onto his feet as well. The violinist was smiling and let himself be pulled to a standing position, thinking that Gii was going to lead him somewhere else. Instead they just stood there, Gii holding Takumi's gloved hands in his own. He gave them a gentle squeeze, just gazing down at his boyfriend, watching as a tiny bit of confusion settled into Takumi's expression.

"Do you remember, what I asked you before?" Gii asked. "In the concert hall?"

"You asked me to be your partner in crime," Takumi replied with a little smile on his face. "To stay by your side, no matter what."

"I did. You remember your response, right?"

The vaguest idea of what was happening started to register in Takumi's mind and he just nodded, doing that adorable subtle lip bite that Gii loved so much. The violinist barely registered Gii's hands removing his gloves and dropping them to the side.

He did however feel his heart start to thud in his chest and butterflies start dancing in his stomach as Gii dropped to one knee before him.

"G-Gii?"

The ring that Gii presented him with was surprisingly simple and mildly plain – silver with an ivy pattern engraved in the metal, a tiny diamond nestled in the center. People would notice it, but it wasn't something painfully obvious when worn.

"Takumi, will you be my partner in crime? Stay by my side no matter what? Thick and thin, sickness and health? Will you marry me?"

Takumi couldn't find any words. He could just nod his reply, too happy and overcome with emotion to make a sound. The action seemed to be enough for Gii as the other smiled a beaming smile, sliding the ring into its rightful place on Takumi's finger.

The happy tears came when Gii stood and pulled Takumi close, pouring all the emotions he was feeling into a kiss. Takumi clung, feeling like all his strength and his breath was being stolen away. He was too happy to care though, the solid weight of the ring on his finger and Gii's strong arms around him keeping him grounded.

This was one Christmas he wasn't ever going to forget.

A/N: Not going to lie, the engagement ring is styled after my personal dream one. Though I'm unlucky enough to where it'd even be a miracle if I ever get in a relationship, so why not make someone else happy with it – even if they're fictional?