Episode 5: Deck the Halls

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Episode 5: Deck the Halls

Pairing: JapanXEmily

Rating K for KILLER FLUFFYNESS

"Hey! Kiku! Ready, one, two, THREE!" I threw the coil of lights out the window. I watched it sail by Feliks's window and land safely in the hands of Kiku. Smiling, he plugged his end in, and the string of lights illuminated, the bright colors glowing in the sunset.

"Good throw, Emiry-san!"

"Thanks, it looks epic!"

I ducked back inside, glancing around my apartment. I had covered every available surface with Holiday decorations, tinsel and garland dripping off every shelf, some sort of snowman or reindeer on every table. Inhaling the scents of peppermint and cinnamon, I strolled out into the living room, where my Christmas tree stood. I was proud of my tree. When I was young, Christmas was grossly exaggerated, and my house looked like Santa came and barfed decorations. This would make my mom proud, seeing this tree, huge with a different ornament on every branch. Someone knocked, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Emiry-san!" Kiku bowed slightly, his glossy black hair reflecting the lights of the tree, "Thank you for your herlp with the horiday rights."

"Ha, no problem!" I grinned. "Wanna cookie?"

"Ah, yes prease."

I lead him into my little Christmas world, his chocolate eyes taking in every little glitter. Chucking I reached into a cookie jar, shuffling through the sugar cookies to find the gingerbread men.

"Here you go!" I said, presenting him with the treat.

"Ah thank you it… rooks rike me."

I grinned and proceeded to bite mines head off. "Of course it's you! Who else is cute enough to put on a cookie?" Good, I didn't say short. Granted, he wasn't all that short, but next to Ludwig, he was downright tiny. I finished off my cookie and glanced back at Kiku who was nibbling on his cookie, blushing.

Why is he blushing?

Eating a cute cookie of yourself can't be THAT embarrassing. I think it's a compliment.

Wait… I said cute out loud didn't I? Crap. I turned and stuck my head in the fridge to hide the blush creeping onto my face. I felt a tap on my shoulder, and I reluctantly pulled my head out of the fridge. Kiku blushed deeper and shoved a little box into my hands.

"What's this?" I asked, "It's not Christmas yet,"

"Werl, you decorated your apartment, but I saw it was missing one decoration, so I got some for you…

"Aw, that's so sweet, you didn't have to get me anything," I smiled, and pulled the bow off the box. I glanced over at Kiku who was staring wide eyes at the floor, scarlet dusting his cheeks. I pulled the box open, and looked confusedly at the small green plant nestled inside.

Suddenly I understood. "It's… mistletoe…"

"H-hai…"

I grinned, and carefully pulled the plant from its place in the box, holding it over Kiku's head. Clearing my throat, he glanced up to my hand, and spluttered, "Y-you rearly…?"

"A-aishiteru…" I tried, and his face lit up brighter than any Christmas tree. Cautiously, he pulled me into a hug, but being the fangirl that I am, practically crushed him in return. He quickly adjusted, maybe a little more than necessary, and he suddenly crashed his lips to mine. Not that I'm complaining, he kissed like he fought, and with those ninja skills, it wasn't long before he had his tongue in my mouth, mapping out every corner. When air became necessary, he reluctantly pulled back, resting his forehead on mine.

"I rove you too, Emiry-chan," he breathed. Grinning, I brought our lips together for another kiss.

Best. Present. Ever.