Omake 20

"Alright kids, one, two, one, two, three, four."

A hand strummed across the guitar strings, another hand guided a bow across the violin strings, and another pair of hands moved across the ivory keys.

"Hark how the bells,

Sweet silver bells,

All seem to say,

'Throw cares away.'

Christmas is here

Bringing good cheer

To young and old

Meek and the bold."

"That was good kids, Fuuma you were a little flat, stay in tune with your brother and sister."

"Daddy, if we get good enough by tomorrow morning can we show Mommy?"

"We'll see Kotori, we'll see." A brief pause as he went to the fire place. "Now you kids be good, I just got a call from St. Mungo's. Someone decided it was a good idea to stick their tongue on a frozen pole. I'll be back tonight. Your mother will be back in the morning. For now listen to the maid and Seishirou, you're the oldest, you're in charge."

"Of course father."

The five year old walked over and plopped down next to her ten-year-old brother on the piano. "Play more music bigger brother!"

A soft smile lit up the boy's amber eyes as his hands went across the keys again.

Fuuma pouted, his little sister always sat near their brother, the eight-year-old felt left out. Picking up his guitar he plopped on the couch next to the piano.

"Don't sit there and pout, join in the song."

"You better watch out,

You better not cry,

You better not pout,

I'm telling you why

Santa Claus is coming to town."

Seishirou of course had long since figured out that Santa Claus was a myth. Just like he knew Fuuma and Kotori were only his half siblings and their father was only his step father. He didn't care though. Family was family right?

"Is Santa really coming tonight big brothers?"

"Only if you get to bed little one. Come on, your bed time was an hour ago!"

The little girl giggled as she ran from under the piano to avoid her brother. "Fuuma save me!"

Fuuma just had time to move his guitar as his sister leapt into his lap.

"You can't hide over there Kotori, you need to go to bed or Santa won't come."

"Please bigger brother? Can the three of us sit out here on the couch together? I'll sleep better that way."

"Oh come on Seishirou, it is Christmas Eve."

"Fine fine, but if I wake up with a stiff neck in the morning Fuuma, it's your fault."

The three of them cuddled on the couch together, Kotori tucked in between her two brothers.

When the clock chimed 8:30 hazel brown eyes closed and fell into a peaceful innocent sleep.

"We should bring her to bed."

"Nah, she's comfortable there, besides, I wanna wait for Santa too!"

When the clock chimed 9:00, honey-brown eyes fell closed as well.

'Well there goes them catching a glimpse of "Santa". But there's no way I can get both of them in bed. I'll just sit here and wait for father to get back to put them in bed.'

When the clock chimed 10:00, amber eyes fell closed.

When the clock chimed 11:00, the only one that heard it was the maid and the man coming through the door, dusting off the snow. He was greeted with the sight of his three children sound asleep on the couch. Not having the heart to move them; he covered them with a blanket. "Merry Christmas, kids."

~#~

Amber eyes opened and the first thing that ran through Seishirou's mind was that he felt sore; and not in the pleasant sex way either. No the way from having slept uncomfortably. As his eyes adjusted to the light, he realized he had fallen asleep in his father's living room on the couch. The same couch that him and his siblings used to wait for Santa on.

Why he had fallen asleep here he couldn't remember, or why there was a weight against him. Subaru wasn't here; not to his knowledge at least. Craning his neck to the side he saw his younger brother leaning against him; asleep as well.

'Oh that's right, we were discussing my wedding and by some freak accident fell asleep out here.'

As the twenty-year-old hoisted himself off of the couch, his brother fell onto it with a soft thud, waking the younger male.

"Bloody hell, what on earth…?"

As honey-brown eyes opened he saw his brother tracing his fingers over the piano and looking at the case that held a violin.

"Eight years already...it's been far too long."

"I second that, but you're getting married in two days so perk up! Now let's go make ourselves look pretty to meet the triplets!"

Pretty? Pretty wasn't a word Seishirou would use to describe himself or his brother. Not even Subaru. Kamui maybe, he was pretty annoying, come to think of it so was Fuuma. Hokuto was certainly pretty but no one had the beauty of Subaru or of sakura petals.

"You like cherry blossoms, right big brother?"

"I do."

"Well I got these for you with the money in my piggy bank!"

In the girl's hand were two silver chain earrings ending in Sakura blossoms.

"I thought of you when I saw them!"

"Thanks Kotori."

To this day those earrings were kept safe at the bottom of his old Hogwarts trunk and one day would be given away to hopefully his daughter.

A/N: Sorry for the feels! Merry Christmas!