A/N: It's been what two months going on three? I fail. Lol, really fail, like complete failure! That's why today's goal is to get three chapters done. Not just those stupid whatever chapters, but three good, wholesome chapters. I need to make it up to you guys either way. I think I have some inspiration too. This is all thanks to 'Tuesday Affairs' written by , so go check it out if you have free time! The story is great. Anyways, I start typing out the chapter now. We'll have Riku introduce this one.

Riku: FlowerLady-Aerith doesn't own Kingdom Hearts…

Me: Wow…that was short

Chapter Thirty-Five: December Activities

"It's a masterpiece!"

"A yummy masterpiece…nummy!"

"Don't eat it, stupid!"

"Oww! You flattened my spike!"

"Stop fighting or the both of you will be helping me clean forever! Muaha!"

"No!"

Sora sniffled as he tried to fix his chocolate, brown spike. He couldn't have one spike not defying gravity; it would ruin his image. "That was so mean Roxas!" Sora exclaimed finally managing to stick the piece of hair up. He grinned in triumph. "Yeah!" he exclaimed, punching the air. He had spoken too soon, the tip of his spike folded over and hung limply atop his head. His grin transformed into a small frown. A sigh escaped and he grumbled, "Kai-Kai I'm going to go borrow your gel, be right back." With that said, the adolescent hurriedly stomped up the wooden stairs.

The auburn beauty was taken aback. "H-Hey don't use it all!" she cried. Sora went through at least five bottles of gel each month. It would be no surprise if he managed to use the remains of hers while trying to fix that spike. She needed her gel so her hair wouldn't look uneven.

She scratched her head nervously. She felt a bit awkward. "Well, where should we put our gingerbread house?" Kairi asked as she stared at her two blonde companions. They shrugged in unison. The remaining three stood in a circle, facing each other, deep in thought. Where would put their magnificent house of glory?

'Maybe we could display it in the living room window. The one that's right in the center that Kairi sprayed with fake snow the other day…yeah that could work,' Roxas thought. Before he could suggest the idea he ended up spacing out. His thoughts began to wander to his childhood in the orphanage…

It was Christmas Eve, and the children staying in the large orphanage were fast asleep waiting for the morning. All except for one little, blonde boy; he was a ten year old named Roxas. He sat up straight in his bed glancing out the window every now and then. A yawn escaped from his small being. He was dressed in some light blue pajamas; his legs were slightly covered by the thin, white blanket. His cerulean eyes were fixated the ceiling. His blonde eyebrows were slightly pointed down showing his growing frustration.

"Santa Claus isn't coming," he grumbled to himself. He looked towards the clock on the wall and it read twelve-thirty. "He would've been here already if he was coming. Everyone knows he starts from this side of the world, maybe we've all been bad kids and he skipped us?" he thought out loud. He fell back onto his mattress.

'Why hasn't he come yet,' he thought again before rolling onto his right side so he could continue to stare out the window. Roxas watched as the snowflakes slowly descended from the black sky. 'Or maybe he got lost. I thought the Gingerbread House would guide him here…like she…sai-.'

Kairi and Naminé stared at Roxas. "Roxas? Roxas you said hey, hey what?" Kairi stated as she tapped his forehead. It was if his brain and mind were in another world. "Why isn't he answering? He's been staring at the speck on the ceiling for a good three minutes now," Kairi asked Naminé.

The blonde girl shrugged. "Perhaps he's taken an interest in cleaning it? I sometimes do that to things I'm planning on cleaning, but then again he is Roxas. Maybe he'll answer to some stupid name? Roxas! Roxers!" she began to shout. He remained silent. "Umm Roxanne!" Naminé cried. His eyes didn't even quiver. "Roxing!" He didn't budge. "Roxies!" she tried.

"What!" Roxas shouted suddenly causing Naminé to stumble backward.

"He's alive!" Kairi cried with a smile that confused Roxas. He had always been alive, what had he been doing that was making them react in such a way. "Wow, I never guessed you would answer to Roxies, I had dibs on Roxanne," Kairi added as she cutely rocked back and forth on her heels.

In a spontaneous, yet confused reaction, Roxas screamed. Even Sora who was two floors up could hear his agony. In fact, due to hearing the sound echo from the walls Sora fell forward and down the stairs. Now he was the one wailing in defeat. Kairi ran into the hallway and watched Sora topple down the remaining steps. "Are you okay?" she inquired with her infamous concerned look.

"Of course," Sora gurgled unable to lift his face from the floorboards.

Kairi smiled weakly. "Poor, Sora-Sora," she coed as she lifted his head from the ground. She gently placed a kiss on his cheek and said, "Come on, I'll make you some hot chocolate." Sora giggled to himself. He had been kissed once again by his love. He inhaled dreamily. This day couldn't get any better. He removed himself from the ground and followed her into the kitchen where Namine and Roxas were trying to lift the Gingerbread House from the table. Apparently, they had thought of a place to put it.

The tall, albino boy leaned back on the snowy brick wall that surrounded Lulu's house. His gothic maiden had instructed him to wait here while she got ready to meet their associates in their brilliant plan. He sighed, watching his breath float in the air. It was the only thing he really enjoyed during winter, other than the temperature drop. He heard her front door close. His aquamarine eyes followed her figure as she left the front steps, and hurried to the gate, closing it behind her. "Let's go," she ordered emotionlessly. She turned the corner without him, knowing he would follow her lead.

Riku trudged through the snow behind her. Though they were a couple it was rare to see them walk beside each other outside of school. The truth was Riku didn't know how to treat a girl. Chivalry wasn't in his vocabulary. He just followed her orders hoping the best would come out of it. Besides Lulu, he had never really been interested in a girl. They were all either oogling over him or shunning him from the school society. He just hadn't been lucky in that area. Then he met her, and was impressed by her ability to be mean to him without drooling or shunning him. In a way, he respected her personality since they were alike.

Once again they turned the corner and continued down the snowy sidewalk. Riku's image reflected from the ice-covered street. His aquamarine eyes were intense, as they always were. He had a stare that could send chills down anyone's spine; excluding Lulu, of course. His eyes were absolute zero. One look into them and maybe it was possible for someone to become frozen. "We're here," Lulu announced as she turned to stare into those cold eyes. Riku only grunted.

Standing in front of the couple were two of the high school's juniors. Axel, Riku recognized from the Welcome Back dance, he had been Kairi's escort. The whole ordeal hadn't gone well, and the albino still had a wanting to crush that "pretty" nose of his. Riku found that Axel had a different look in his eye today. Axel was shivering violently, apparently he wasn't one for cold weather. His red locks were standing on end, more than they normally did. It looked as if they were more rigid and frozen. He was rubbing his arms with his hands trying to conjure heat from his being. He was dressed in a black, zip-up trench coat.

The second junior was none other than Demyx. He didn't seem as bothered by the cold weather. He stood leisurely, leaning on the wall for support. His light brown locks had been molded into the same, strange mullet-looking style he had always worn. His light blue eyes were fixated by the snow that was crunching underneath his feet. Demyx was one of the more playful juniors and didn't seem to have any reason to participate in their cause. So why was he here? Riku flashed a questionable look towards Lulu, whom was already expecting it.

"Axel will supply us with fire ammo, and also take part in the burning. As for Demyx, I mean waterboy, he will be there to make sure we don't burn down the town. Though, I couldn't care less if we do or don't," Lulu explained. She dusted the snowflakes from her strapped outfit. The color or absence of color was her worst enemy, unless of course it was her pale skin. She disliked snow. "Now, what do you say we go have some coffee while we discuss our plans?" she ordered.

When she started walking away Demyx was taken aback. "I thought that was just a suggestion!" he shouted as he watched Axel and Riku follow after the matriarchal figure. He paused. "Wait! I don't like coffee!" he whined as he chased after the group.

Selphie squealed in delight as she rapidly flipped through the pictures Olette had taken. The objects had momentarily distracted her from her loss. That had been the whole purpose of Olette visiting. She had known Selphie had been really down lately. It seemed uncommon for such a bubbly girl to be so quiet during group meetings at the mansion or during their snow rituals. In order words, Olette had come for an intervention, and Zidane had tagged along with her.

"These are great! You're awesome with a camera, Olette!" Selphie exclaimed as she forcefully hugged her scared friend. Her emerald eyes had a sparkle in them. "Now I can be a star!" She lifted her hand up into the air and struck a pose.

Zidane laughed nervously. Selphie could be so strange sometimes. He plopped down onto her mustard colored couch. "So Selphie, what've you been up to lately?" he inquired trying to return her attention to that of rationality.

Her posture took a sudden turn. She looked rigid. "Just thinking to myself that's all. What does it matter anyway? It's not like I've changed or anything, right?" she answered as she spun around on her heels. She would manufacture her happiness. It was if there was a mask on her face. "Besides you never ask that question anyway! Let's get on to more important subjects, like how you and Garnet are doing. Have you gotten to approach-."

"No! Don't change the subject. It's okay if you're sad because of Tidus, but don't worry he'll come back before you know it. Right, Olette?" Zidane said with a smile. He glanced at his other brunette companion whom was nodding furiously. "So, would you like to talk about it?" Zidane asked.

Selphie smiled weakly. She plopped down beside the tailed boy and let out a small sigh. "I know he'll come back eventually, but I wish Yuna would just leave me alone. She calls in the middle of the night telling me to blame Kairi for everything. That it was her fault he got sent away. If only she wasn't rich," Selphie blurted out. Zidane and Olette stared at her bewildered. This was an interesting spin to the plot of their lives.

"What?" They exclaimed in unison.

Kairi had her face pressed to her bedroom window. She was contently and intently watching the snowflakes float down from the heavens. The brunette boy also watched her contently and intently. He loved the way her breath appeared and disappeared on the glass. Just as he loved her auburn locks that were somehow also being pressed onto the glass. She was acting so cute. Sora blushed at his own thoughts. "Sora-Sora!" she suddenly cried.

"Whoa!" he cried before falling back onto her bed. He heard her angelic giggle. Another blush. "I-I thought you were watching the snowf-flakes, Kai-Kai," he stammered. He tried to sit up but she jumped on top of him, pinning him down. His face was gradually growing brighter. "Kai-Kai?" he asked wondering if someone outside had hypnotized her into acting like a sex-loving diva.

The auburn beauty only giggled again. "Nah, it got boring. But watching your face turn red is a lot more interesting," she responded softly. Just the sound of her voice was enough to give him butterflies. They seemed to be fleeing from the atomic war that was going on in there. "Are you getting a fever or something? Then again, that would be a coincidence seeing as every tim-."

Before she could finish her sentence he pulled her down, so that now she was lying atop his body. Now it was her turn to blush. He held her tightly in a hungry hug. Kairi didn't know how to respond. Her heart was telling her to return with a fierce, passionate hug of her own, but her mind simply refused. The nerves weren't being sent through her body and she was stiff. "Sora," she whispered feeling his chest rise and fall, "What're you doing?"

"I couldn't resist, you were just too pretty," Sora replied closing his eyes and resting. He felt her body grow stiff. If his eyes had been open just then he probably would've saw Kairi's face in a state redder than her hair. He pulled her in tighter not wanting to let go.

She felt her breath escape her. She groaned weakly wishing Sora would stop trying to squeeze her to death; at least it would be out of…love? She lifted her head so she could try to break away, but in response Sora kissed her. Her eyes slowly closed, rather than her normal wide eyed reaction. 'Maybe it wouldn't be that bad if I did love him…' she thought before she felt herself lower back onto him.

You're a mistake…

Who could ever love you?

Kairi felt herself shrink. The words of her lost father echoed throughout her mind. 'No, I'd only be a mistake for him. It's best that I spare him and forget about such feelings.'

"Kairi?"

She opened her eyes and instantly got lost in his cerulean ones. They looked so concerned, but why? He had nothing to be concerned about. "Are you crying?" he inquired with a wavering voice. The brunette could only wonder if he had done something wrong. "I'm sorry if I did anything to upset you. I shouldn't come on to you like that. Please forgive me!" Sora begged.

To his dismay she hadn't heard a word he said. She was too busy staring at the tear that had fallen onto her finger. "Am I really this sensitive?" she thought out loud as she wiped her eyes dry. "I'm sorry Sora, I didn't mean to worry you like that. Perhaps I just need some alone time? But don't worry I'm not mad at you, so don't think that okay?" Kairi attempted to explain.

Hopelessly, the brunette boy sighed and granted her wish. "Okay, I'll talk to you later Kairi. I'll go make dinner or something," he mumbled before closing the door behind him. He leaned back on her door in defeat. 'And just when I thought things were going so well,' he thought with a frown. Another sigh escaped his lips. "Hmm, maybe we'll have porkchop for dinner," he said to himself before walking down the hallway and away from Kairi's bedroom door.

"Now, just one more little tug and I'll be free!" the blonde boy exclaimed too loudly. It was so loud that he woke the young lady sleeping soundly in front of him. His breathing stopped as she stirred. "Umm, go to sleep, go to sleep-," he frantically began to sing.

The ebony haired girl laughed lightly. "No need to try and sing me to sleep, it's too late Tidus," Garnet explained, "Besides you sound tone-deaf either way, but it was a brave attempt." Even when she was insulting him, she had this way of sounding polite. Tidus wondered who raised her and why they could've have raised Roxas too. She cleared her throat and stretched out her arms. "But could you do me a favor and not tell Yuna about this?" Garnet requested.

He nodded obediently. "But on one condition. Could you not tell her about this either?" he asked as he lifted his hands to show that he was not bound to his chair-like prison anymore. He heard her laugh again. Now he could understand why Zidane had such a big crush on her. After staying with the four ladies for these past weeks he understood that Garnet was not anything like them. She was actually…nice, and truly did have that feathery laugh Zidane described so well. "Wow," he blurted out.

Garnet raised her eyebrow. "Wow? Thought I was going to tattle?" she inquired in slight confusion. Before she could rattle on Tidus quickly fixed himself.

"I mean, ahem. Look at the snow," he quickly answered.

She sighed. "I doubt that's what you meant to say. What's on your mind? Are you still a little freaked out that Yuna took the time to actually kidnap you and make us take shifts in watching you? It's amazing what money can buy you," Garnet blabbered. The blonde boy only shook his head. "Then what is it?" she asked.

"I was just thinking, um, do you know a boy by the name of Zidane? Better yet, have you met or noticed a boy by the name of Zidane? He's not that hard to miss, he's got a tail! So have you at least heard-."

"Of course I know Zidane," she cut in.

Tidus's expression took a turn to that of pure, unrated shock. "But whenever he tries to talk to you, you just ignore him and walk away," he explained.

"I know, and it's not very nice of me. But I have too, you're not the only prisoner in this mansion," Garnet replied sadly. She sighed and lay back on the couch. Nothing more needed to be said.

A/N: Oh snap. Lol, did you expect this turn? And now aren't you all happy because you know what has happened to Tidus? He's not really arrested. I couldn't do that to my story. Well there's your plot twist for today. I think I have too many plot twists, lol. Anyway please review! Thanks a bunch for sticking with me throughout my horrible writer's block.