*Here's the third chapter of The Twelve Days of Christmas. Sorry about the
long wait, and remember to make the season bright by spreading the warmth
around. (As in, review if you liked!)
*Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon, just Jingles!
The Twelve Days of Christmas
Chapter Three: Christmas Morning
Jingles stood back for a few seconds, admiring his work with a critical eye. The wrapping paper was wrinkled and the bow was frumpy, but at least the gift looked the part. This was his assignment, and he would accomplish all means of seeing that this gift 'was' appreciated.
Of course the elf had been confused with his assignment, but he found his ways of finding the right gift. For example, one night he had stolen the girl's diary. Another was spent in dwelling in her simple dreams. Once or twice he had been convinced that her true love was really food, and that would have made it really easy. Unfortunately, there was a man there too, and he assumed that this was her present. So he got it for her. All nice and packaged.
"Jingles, it's time to leave," Santa Clause shouted at his elf, whom was still toying with the present underneath the Tsukino tree. As the second best elf inspected his present one last time, Santa used his magical skills to slide himself up a nonexistent chimney. The elf followed after him, leaving Christmas now up to fate.
* * * *
Warm sunlight met her face as she opened her eyes to the light. Usagi yawned and stretched as she rose out of her blue moon and bunny speckled bed. It took her a moment to remember what day it was. She yelled in joy and raced out of the room in only her pajamas.
Her parents and little brother were away at her grandma's due to the fact that her school grades were low and they thought she should better spend her vacation studying. It was boring having them gone for the holidays, but it gave her a great sense of freedom. Nobody at night limited her to the quantity of the food she ate. She could sleep whenever she wanted or be loud whenever she wanted. Maybe her parents should leave her at the house more often.
As expected, presents were piled under the six foot tree in the family room. Some were from her parents, of course, while the rest had definitely come from her favorite man with a white beard dressed in a red suit. Usagi sat beside the tree and began to root through her presents. There were big ones and small ones, but the largest of them all lay beside the tree, propped up against a couch.
In curiosity, she came close to it only to back away in fright. The large present was moving, or at least she thought it was. Was she still half asleep or still dreaming? No, she never was asleep on a moment like this.
There it was again! She hadn't imagined it. This time, though, the present fell to the floor as if it were struggling and began to roll towards the tree. Usagi jumped out of the way and watched it move until it made a ninety degree turn and bumped into a bookcase. Then there was a cry of pain. Presents didn't feel pain. Whatever was in there was a human.
Usagi tore the wrapping paper off the present in a hurry, not bothering to read the neat little card attached. It just fell to the floor and became buried by the discarded ribbons and festive paper. Finally, after lifting the cover of the box onto the floor, she looked inside and gasped in shock.
"Seiya?!," she shouted confusedly as she helped the suffocating young man out of the Christmas box. Helping him onto the couch, she waited for him to regain control of his breathing. For a second she ignored the thousands of questions about to escape her lips and swallowed them. She rushed to the kitchen and brought a glass if water back and watched as Seiya gulped it all down.
There followed silence as both tried to figure out exactly what had happened. Usagi used this time to absently stare at him, with his long, ebony hair and his colbat eyes. There was no mistaking how handsome he was. Usagi allowed herself to dream for just a second, then snapped out of it. Just because he was as handsome as Mamoru didn't replace the fact that he was, without an earthly clue, in her house.
"Seiya, what are you doing here," she asked. Seiya turned to face her, which allowed Usagi to see the confusion in his eyes.
Seiya rubbed the back of his head with his right hand, trying to remember what had happened to him. "I was back in my room in Kinmoku, when I remember being possibly jumped and then I blacked out." He shrugged his shoulders. "There was a hint of a shadow, but it was too short to be a person."
For the rest of the morning, Usagi had no choice but to accept the fact that Seiya was at her house, and would be staying for as long as was needed, which had been bugging her endlessly as she opened the rest of her gifts. Seiya was a risk. If her parents or her friends ever found out, she might have dealt with answers she did not even have at the moment. Her parents would disapprove just for the fact that he was a hormone-driven guy, and her friends would disapprove because they might think she was trying to start another relationship under Mamoru's nose. It didn't matter to them whether or not the two had broken off, because they still expected their Crystal Tokyo and the adorable Chibiusa. The thought was enough for her to scrape her fork against the plate as they ate a late supper.
Her concentration broke as she was woken up to Seiya's voice as he said, "Usagi, earth to Usagi." She looked up at him and noticed that he was a little worried. Rising up from the table, she left him in the dining room with only one thought on her mind. She had to get Seiya back to his planet before she could become intoxicated by him. At the moment, she did not want to even get involved in another relationship again.
*Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon, just Jingles!
The Twelve Days of Christmas
Chapter Three: Christmas Morning
Jingles stood back for a few seconds, admiring his work with a critical eye. The wrapping paper was wrinkled and the bow was frumpy, but at least the gift looked the part. This was his assignment, and he would accomplish all means of seeing that this gift 'was' appreciated.
Of course the elf had been confused with his assignment, but he found his ways of finding the right gift. For example, one night he had stolen the girl's diary. Another was spent in dwelling in her simple dreams. Once or twice he had been convinced that her true love was really food, and that would have made it really easy. Unfortunately, there was a man there too, and he assumed that this was her present. So he got it for her. All nice and packaged.
"Jingles, it's time to leave," Santa Clause shouted at his elf, whom was still toying with the present underneath the Tsukino tree. As the second best elf inspected his present one last time, Santa used his magical skills to slide himself up a nonexistent chimney. The elf followed after him, leaving Christmas now up to fate.
* * * *
Warm sunlight met her face as she opened her eyes to the light. Usagi yawned and stretched as she rose out of her blue moon and bunny speckled bed. It took her a moment to remember what day it was. She yelled in joy and raced out of the room in only her pajamas.
Her parents and little brother were away at her grandma's due to the fact that her school grades were low and they thought she should better spend her vacation studying. It was boring having them gone for the holidays, but it gave her a great sense of freedom. Nobody at night limited her to the quantity of the food she ate. She could sleep whenever she wanted or be loud whenever she wanted. Maybe her parents should leave her at the house more often.
As expected, presents were piled under the six foot tree in the family room. Some were from her parents, of course, while the rest had definitely come from her favorite man with a white beard dressed in a red suit. Usagi sat beside the tree and began to root through her presents. There were big ones and small ones, but the largest of them all lay beside the tree, propped up against a couch.
In curiosity, she came close to it only to back away in fright. The large present was moving, or at least she thought it was. Was she still half asleep or still dreaming? No, she never was asleep on a moment like this.
There it was again! She hadn't imagined it. This time, though, the present fell to the floor as if it were struggling and began to roll towards the tree. Usagi jumped out of the way and watched it move until it made a ninety degree turn and bumped into a bookcase. Then there was a cry of pain. Presents didn't feel pain. Whatever was in there was a human.
Usagi tore the wrapping paper off the present in a hurry, not bothering to read the neat little card attached. It just fell to the floor and became buried by the discarded ribbons and festive paper. Finally, after lifting the cover of the box onto the floor, she looked inside and gasped in shock.
"Seiya?!," she shouted confusedly as she helped the suffocating young man out of the Christmas box. Helping him onto the couch, she waited for him to regain control of his breathing. For a second she ignored the thousands of questions about to escape her lips and swallowed them. She rushed to the kitchen and brought a glass if water back and watched as Seiya gulped it all down.
There followed silence as both tried to figure out exactly what had happened. Usagi used this time to absently stare at him, with his long, ebony hair and his colbat eyes. There was no mistaking how handsome he was. Usagi allowed herself to dream for just a second, then snapped out of it. Just because he was as handsome as Mamoru didn't replace the fact that he was, without an earthly clue, in her house.
"Seiya, what are you doing here," she asked. Seiya turned to face her, which allowed Usagi to see the confusion in his eyes.
Seiya rubbed the back of his head with his right hand, trying to remember what had happened to him. "I was back in my room in Kinmoku, when I remember being possibly jumped and then I blacked out." He shrugged his shoulders. "There was a hint of a shadow, but it was too short to be a person."
For the rest of the morning, Usagi had no choice but to accept the fact that Seiya was at her house, and would be staying for as long as was needed, which had been bugging her endlessly as she opened the rest of her gifts. Seiya was a risk. If her parents or her friends ever found out, she might have dealt with answers she did not even have at the moment. Her parents would disapprove just for the fact that he was a hormone-driven guy, and her friends would disapprove because they might think she was trying to start another relationship under Mamoru's nose. It didn't matter to them whether or not the two had broken off, because they still expected their Crystal Tokyo and the adorable Chibiusa. The thought was enough for her to scrape her fork against the plate as they ate a late supper.
Her concentration broke as she was woken up to Seiya's voice as he said, "Usagi, earth to Usagi." She looked up at him and noticed that he was a little worried. Rising up from the table, she left him in the dining room with only one thought on her mind. She had to get Seiya back to his planet before she could become intoxicated by him. At the moment, she did not want to even get involved in another relationship again.