Uft. Well, maybe this is a bit more fillery than I intended... But I ended up getting totally caught off guard by how quickly my weekend went and... yeah. Still, I like this chapter, so whatever :D Ah, and I haven't had this checked over, so please forgive me for any mistakes ^^;

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TECHNO REJUMP AND BREATHE ELECTRONICA! :D *epicness*

Never before have I written something for so long, and I swear on the lives of all the sexy japanese men [and all the other sexy men, too] that I'll do my best to get chapters up on Sundays from now on! :D

Thank you to everyone that reviewed my last chapter, and to all my past reviewers, as well as those who don't review, and those who will review in the future! I swear, this fic wouldn't have gotten this far without all you guys :3

Warnings - potteh language XD

Disclaimer - ... Just no.

Enjoy~!

Waking up on Christmas Day is one thing.

Waking up on Christmas Day with your lover's arms around you is pretty good, as things go.

Waking up on Christmas Day with your lover's arms around you, and knowing that your estranged parental units are gonna turn up soon in order to make you life hell is just plain shit.

So I'd hope it's pretty easy to understand why all I really wanted to do was curl up and hibernate until they'd left, then wake up, open presents, and maybe have sex with Mello, grab a bite to eat, and then go back to sleep until tomorrow. Sadly, that dear lover of mine doesn't tend to take that shit, so when he sits up, he drags me up too, the nice, warm duvet falling away from my body and leaving me shivering and annoyed.

Well, when I say annoyed, I really mean fucking furious, and about to start some mad, raging rampage around the house if I wasn't given warmth and food immediately. Which, naturally, wasn't given to me, so I wrenched myself from Mello's arms, throwing a mood ''morning' over my shoulder as I stomped off towards the bathroom.

I'll admit, the warm water of the shower was incredibly soothing as I cleaned myself off a bit, not wanting to smell like... bed. Because bed isn't how you ought to smell when dealing with adults that abandoned you. So, maybe I'm just being stupid now, but still! I'm angry and annoyed and just a little bit betrayed, so naturally, I'm on some mad-ass crazy rant. 'Cause y'know, I do that. A lot.

But yeah... Like I said, the water somehow manages to calm me down a bit, and helps me put my thoughts into some sort of coherent order. Which is almost like a miracle, if I'm honest. I've been mad for like, twelve hours or something now, and yet a good shower still fixes everything.

I'm such a fucking girl sometimes.

My femininity being pushed aside for now, I quickly wash my hair, before cheerfully exiting the shower in a much better mood than the one I'd been in barely fifteen minutes ago. Yeah, sure, I take fast showers, so sue me. You don't have to be in there for hours to be clean, damnit!

With that in mind, I wrap one of those ridiculously fluffy towels that I swear just magically appear in the bathroom around my waist, quickly realising I hadn't grabbed any clothing before I'd huffed my ass in here. Which means I have to go and get clothes, while Mello stares at me like I'm fucking edible. Which, for the record, I'm pretty sure I'm not, unless you're into the whole 'eating people' thing. I'm pretty sure it's illegal, though.

Either way, I have to go into a room with my perverted, and probably horny older boyfriend. And as great as it is to be given attention, I really don't feel like sex right now. Even if it is with Mello.

So, I do something very girly, very childish, and very stupid. I wrap the towel tightly around my shoulders, so that I look like some weird, half-ghost-half-redhead towel monster thing. And, with my dignity in shreds, but my ass virginity for the day intact, I raise my head high and leave the bathroom, moving swiftly into the bedroom and ignoring Mello's arched eyebrow, almost feeling proud as I reach the dresser.

At which point I encounter a small problem. Both my hands are holding towel around my body. Which means neither of my arms are currently free to move about and get my clothes. Which means I'm going to have to let go of it, and risk it slipping in order to get my fucking clothing. I wish I had a little more foresight in these sorts of situations.

But I don't, so I end up with a towel hanging precariously off my shoulders as I scrabble to get my clothing before it falls off. Which, shocking, I manage, before being faced with yet another problem. My hands are now full of clothing.

Yeah, you got it. I'm a total moron, who obviously needs to be shoved in some loony bin for safe keeping. Damn.

Somehow, I managed to get dressed and eat breakfast without being raped, but now I'm left with one or two hours of vague panic and annoyance. Panic because I don't want to deal with my so-called parents, and annoyance because I have to. I really am a simple soul... I don't even have Mello to 'comfort' me in the form of sexual escapades though, which sucks major ass. I know, I said I wasn't in the mood for sex, and I'm still not, I just want someone to... kiss. Make out with, whatever. Same difference.

Either way, I've got absolutely no-one and nothing to hang onto and help me forget that my fucking parents are going to be showing up far too soon. And Mello is still fucking cooking. I swear, I have no idea how much food we're going to be eating, but it's fucking nuts. No normal person needs the amount of food he's been cooking for today, I swear.

It's insanity. Absolute insanity. I took some time to replay part of an old Mario game, but I've already redone the levels so many times, I swear I could do it in my sleep. It took up barely any of my time, before I grew bored of the poor little Italian plumber, pushing the game system away from myself and flopping back.

I know, I know. It's blasphemy for me to reject Mario, or Sonic, or Link, but... Fuck! I'm just too antsy right now to play games. So, I'm drawn towards my laptop instead. I crack my knuckles as I wait for it to load itself up into a working state, before my fingers move to fly across the keyboard, quickly hacking into every wireless system in the apartment block, just as a quick warm up. I'd hate to get myself into something I'd get stuck on, just because my skills have gotten a little rusty.

As with all sports, warming up is crucial.

After that, I wandered about servers in the building, hacking into some to leave them viruses or messages, and generally just being a nuisance. It's fun.

I had planned on going on to hack something a little more important, but somehow, fucking about with the people living within a mile radius was far more fun, and managed to keep me occupied up until there was a knock on the door.

I heard Mello moving to answer it, and panicked a little, closing myself out of my own computer quickly and slamming the lid down, leaping to my feet as the three adults made their way into the room in a pretty damn eerie silence. I don't like silences, especially where adults are concerned. When adults are quiet, it means they're thinking, and that's a dangerous thing for them to do. Especially where my parents are concerned.

"Hello, Mail..." Mello paused a moment, before gesturing awkwardly for them to sit down. I can't help but smirk a little; at least he feels just as awkward as I do about this. That'll fucking teach him to invite my parents along without warning me beforehand.

"I'm going to make tea. Would either of you like any?"

I smile to myself; tea always seems to be the answer where adults are concerned, which I don't really understand... But hey. What can you do, eh? It's amusing when they both agree, just because all three of them look totally relieved. What I don't get is why the hell they're so early; it's not gonna be a decent time to each lunch for another hour or so.

Oh crud. They're going to want to talk, aren't they? Lame.

Well. That's that, my silly, birthday-filler :D What can I say... It's kinda fillery. So, I promise that Sundays update will have drama, maybe some angst, and some good smexings :D Scouts honour.

But yes... Everything aside, I can't believe it's been a year... If you'd told me this time last year, while I sat and watched Strictly that I'd still be writing this, and wouldn't be afraid of writing lemons, I would've laughed, most likely. Ah, how things change :D

Now, maybe some lovely birthday reviews? You don't have to, but... Well, the thought's there XD *total review whore* :D

I hope you guys all have a wonderful day today, on this beautiful anniversary of something I somehow created :D

~D