"It was a nice night, wasn't it Rosette?" Chrno said as they headed back to their room.

"Yes, it certainly was. I'm just so happy we were able to hold that Christmas party for Azmaria," Rosette said, a smile crossing her features.

They entered the room and Rosette flopped onto her bed, stifling a yawn. Chrno, however, remained standing. "Um...that reminds me. Rosette, I… I got something for you."

Blue eyes opened a bit wider in surprise as she stared at up him. "You what?" When a light blush on his face confirmed that he had indeed said what she thought she heard, she sat up. "Chrno…" All of a sudden her own face felt rather hot and she avoided his gaze for a brief second, slightly embarrassed. "You… you didn't have to."

"I know."

Then Rosette went from being a sentimental partner to an excited child. She leaped off the bed and ran to him, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. "What did you get me?"

He presented her with a box. Inside was a silver necklace with a red gem, and tiny wings sprouting from either side.

"Chrno…"

The blush deepened on his face. "I know, it's not the best. It's – it's not real silver since… well, we don't really have… I mean, we can't afford much, but…"

"No, no… it's…" She wasn't sure what to say at first, admiring the small red gem and the silver glow of the necklace catching the light. "It's… beautiful, Chrno."

"I'm sorry… it was more of a rushed thing." He looked bright crimson now, and his gaze was shifting nervously, focusing on anything but her face.

She looked up at him and extended the hand with the necklace in it to him. "Help me put it on?" she inquired.

He went behind her to fasten it around her neck. His fingers barely brushed past the soft skin, although she could almost feel his warmth despite the few inches between them, and she shivered involuntarily. He didn't seem to notice as he linked the chain together, then stood back. "It looks nice on you, Rosette. Very nice."

"Thanks." She smiled at him. An awkward silence filled the air between them. Then her smile faded. "Chrno, I… I didn't get you anything…" It was her turn to flush a light shade of pink and avert her gaze to the ground. "I mean… I thought… well -"

"Rosette." He placed his hands on her shoulders, and she slowly glanced upwards at him. There was nothing but honesty in his deep violet gaze. "It's alright. Just being here with you, and seeing you happy, and Azmaria happy…" He gave her a gentle smile. "That's enough of a Christmas gift."

And truly, it was.

Word Count: 435

Author's Note: Cliché? Yeah, that's what I thought. But hey, the aim of this one was to be sweet, even if it did end up being clichéd.