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Kim's eyes snap open; she uses the back of her hand to wipe off the sweat off her forehead. 'It's only a dream,' she says to herself. 'It's only a dream, it's only a dream…'

She throws the covers off of her, catching her stuffed animal before it falls to the ground. She holds it against her chest, tears stinging her eyes. She knows it's stupid to have a stuffed animal at 17. But she just can't let go of it after all that's happened.


The door slams shut. Kim waits until she hears the speeding car before she'd move. Once that sound passes, Kim picked up her stuffed elephant and hugged it close. She'd cry, telling the elephant everything that happened. She holds it close, then, once she was done, she'd give it a kiss on the trunk. She picked up the phone, dialed Kyoya's phone number and then goes running out the door. That's her way of telling him something happened. She ran, jumping down the steps. Her bare feet hurting her, but this never slowed her. She ran no matter the pain or how much she was crying. Turning down an ally, she sprinted though it. Left and then it would be the park. She ran in the park, seeing Kyoya standing there with his hands in his pockets.

"Kim," He said, a sad expression on his face. He opened him arms, welcoming her.

She simply just ran forward, hugging him and cried.


Kim sighs, shaking her head. She looks over at the couch, seeing Kyoya laid across it. His glasses askew on his face and, ever so lightly, a small little snore would come out.

He switched places with me, she though smiling. Much to everyone's opinion of him, she knows he's really a sweet guy at heart.

Kim stretches, hopping out of bed. She walks into the bathroom, quickly showering. Thoughts speeding through her head like a bullet. The just shakes them off, trying not to let it get to her. Stepping out the shower, she quickly blow dries her hair. (After all, she really didn't want to wake Kyoya at this time in the morning.) She puts on some dark gray jeans, a nice black turtleneck sweater over a purple tank top. She pins her hair up, trying to keep her hair out her face. Lastly, she put her necklace with the two rings and the angel wing pendent. Kim slimes sadly down at the rings that were once her mom's. She brinks them to her lips, giving them a small kiss.

She leaves the bathroom, coming face to face with a drowsy Kyoya. "Oh, Kyo, I didn't wake you, did I," She asks, giving him a small smile.

"No, Tamaki did," He says, glaring towards the door. "According to him, once we all get back to our houses and ready, we're all going shopping."

Kim nods, "Well, it is almost Christmas after all."

"I already did all that beforehand," He states, "So there's no reason for me to go at all."

She glares, "Yes, there is."

Kyoya crosses his arms, "Please, do tell me, why is there a reason for me to go shopping?"

"So you can spend time with friends and not just sulk around your house all day," She says, "Also, you have to help me with getting everyone a gift!"

"You're good at giving gifts," He says, rather bored.

"Only because I had Fuyumi help me pick yours out," Kim says, looking at her feet.

Kyoya shakes his head, "No, the best gift you've ever given me was when you wrote that song."

Kim laughs, "I did that because I didn't have any money."

"Something that comes from you is a lot more than anything you could buy," He says. "Just don't tell the club I told you that," He grins, "I personally enjoy watching them struggle buying gifts for me."

She sighs, "You're evil."

She skips past him, opening the door. She smiles at everyone, "Morning!"

"Kimmie-chan," Honey says, taking her arm, "Haru-chan made breakfast for us all! Come on, you and Kyo-chan can come and eat with us!"

Haruhi smiles, "I figured it was the least I could do to that you for having us all here."

"But it was fun," Kim says, smiling. "Come on, let eat so we all can go shopping!"

Kyoya just stands back, putting his glasses on his face and smirking to himself. Kim really does seem to be a good match for the club.


Kim skips next to Kyoya as they make up the back of the pack. She slips on some ice, but in a split second Kyoya catches her. Kim thanks him and the cycle continues again, just like it use to.

"I have an idea," Kim says, "Why don't we do a secret Santa?"

The rest of the club gives her a curious look. Honey looks up at her, "What's that?"

"It's where we draw names and then get a gift for who we draw," Kim says, "Say Haruhi got Mori, but Mori got Tamaki. Haruhi gets one for Mori, but Mori gets one for Tamaki and Tamaki gets one for whoever he gets."

Honey smiles, "I like it!"

Everyone agrees, nodding and smiling. Kyoya sighs, taking his small notebook out his pocket. He quickly writes down everyone's name. Ripping it up, he takes Kim's beanie hat off her head and throws the paper in it. He hands it to Kim while he places his notebook back into his pocket.

Kim shakes it around; holding it out to everyone, "Now, don't tell anyone who you got, unless you're asking them for help. If you do that, you can only pick one person to tell. Everyone clear?"

Everyone nods, taking a piece of paper. Kim hold it out to Kyoya, smiling. He takes one piece as Kim gets the last and puts her hat back on. Kim smiles, she got Honey-Sempi.

Kyoya unfold his paper, looking at the name he got. He sighs, he got Kim.

… It's a good thing he already got her a present.

Kim pulls Kyoya down, whispering to him that he got Honey. He nods, "Well," He says as everyone starts heading off into different directions, "Honey-Sempi loves cake. He also loves stuffed animals."

Kim nods, thinking while she skips. Yet again, she slips and, yet again, Kyoya catches her.

"Why do you keep skipping if you keep slipping," Kyoya asks, looking down at the petite.

She simply looks up at him with a smile, "To be honest, to see if you'll keep catching me."

Kyoya was taken back at this statement. He smiles, "Come on," He says, "Let's go find a gift for Honey-Sempi."


"I got it, I got it!" Kim says, holding the wrapped box out in front of her.

Kyoya nods, stopping at her front door. "Mom and Fuyumi would like to know if you'd want to spend Christmas Eve and Christmas day with us."

Kim smiles, "That would be fun. That way I don't have to spend Christmas alone." She smiles up at him, "I would love too."

"I'll tell them when I get back home," He says.

Kim hugs him, "Thank you Kyoya." She stands on her tip toes, giving him a peck on the cheek. She smiles at him, "Goodnight." She opened the door and closes it behind her.

Kyoya stand there, a blush slowly making its way to his face. Damn it, he thinks, I can't let this get to me. She's just a friend. Nothing more, nothing less, just a friend.

Kyoya walks back to his limo, cursing himself because he can't trick himself into believing that all he wants with Kim is friendship.

Once he's home, we walks past the kitchen.

"Kyoya?"

He turn and goes back into the kitchen, "Yes?"

Fuyumi and his mom are sitting at the table, each holding a steaming mug.

"Kyoya," his mom says, giving him a concerned look. "Are you ok," she asks, "You're a little red."

"I'm fine," He says, his face getting a little darker.

Fuyumi grins, "what happened? You're blushing!"

Kyoya turns, beginning to walk out the door, "Nothing happened."

"It was Kim," She says, a grin can clearly be heard in her voice.

"I'm going to bed," He says, leaving before they could continue to harass him.

Fuyumi smiles at her mom, "Well, seems like he's finally seeing it."

"Leave him alone." Mrs. Ootori says, "It's got to be pretty shocking, realizing that all this time he's loved her."

Fuyumi smiles, "I hope he tells her soon. I can't wait!"