Disclaimer: I do not own Slam Dunk or any of its characters. XD

A/N: Heyah peeps! My SD Christmas ficcie :) All in all, this fic is made up of three chapters. It was actually supposed to be a one-shot fic, but I decided to split it to add more er.. thrill. XD Anyway, this one's for (user) Night Strider, (user) chiy0 and for all you MitRu fans out there Happy holidays!

Warning: Mushy stuff ahead XD

Summary: Final chapter. They talk. They cry. They love each other. Whatever. XD

Pairing: MitRu (grabe, miss ko na 'to! XD)

Merry Christmas : Chapter Three

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"Sempai.."

"Can we talk?"

"Hn."

"Right now?"

"Hn."

Out of instinct, Rukawa looked out his window and there, stood Mitsui, looking up at his bedroom window with mixed emotions in his deep blue eyes that Rukawa just couldn't understand.

Both of them hung up and placed their phones aside as their eyes met from a distance. Rukawa calmly headed downstairs while deep inside, his heart was anything and everything that opposed the word 'calm'.

He hung his head low as he opened the door, not wanting Mitsui to see the pain that his eyes held.

He slowly opened the wooden barrier..

And there..

Mitsui was there.

Standing right in front of him.

Still, the ice prince didn't understand. Why Mitsui was there.. Why he came back.. What emotions were in his eyes awhile ago.. He didn't know. Until he felt Mitsui tilt his head up.. Until he felt Mitsui's gentle touch against his sensitive skin.. Until he felt Mitsui's hot and sweet breath on his face.. Until he felt Mitsui's luscious and and soft lips on his own.. Once again.. He felt all those sweet nothings. Once again.. He felt loved.

"Kaede, I'm sorry." whispered Mitsui, after the kiss.

Knowing very well that he, Rukawa Kaede, was supposed to be the one who's sorry, a cold tear trickled down his pale cheek. Mitsui wiped it away with his hand, in which with every touch, Rukawa felt cared for. The ex-MVP pulled the super rookie into an embrace and held him in a very possessive way, taking Rukawa away from all the pain, depression and confusion.

"Can we start all over again, Kaede?" he whispered to the silent kitsune who was still in his arms. Rukawa gently pulled back from the embrace and he looked into Mitsui's deep blue eyes.

"I love you, sempai."

Mitsui smiled. "Don't you fuckin' dare cry again. It does't suit you.. really."

Of course, Rukawa being unhumorous(?) just stood there. Nothing new. Hehe.

As the grandfather clock's mighty hands stroked to the large number '12' and the crazed bird/rooster/whatever noisily coo-cooed its way in and out of the damned clock.. their lips met again. That one kiss that they have been waiting for, for so long. That one kiss that will pull them away from hatred and bring them to passion, affection, and most importantly.. love.

The moment Mitsui locked his lips with Rukawa, he discovered new things. Things-- like Rukawa would still be the cold, hearltess bastard that he is, simply because he was born that way. The only thing he could do that time was to care for him, unerstand him and love him.

The moment Rukawa locked his eyes with Mitsui, he too, discovered new things. He knew that Mitsui came back because of him and that's that.

"Merry Christmas."

They greeted each in unison after the kiss.

Mitsui stepped inside the cozy apartment and Rukawa welcomed him whole-heartedly, not really showing much hints.

And it was indeed a very merry Christmas for the two of them.

O w a r i :)

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P/N: Ack, ang crappy ng ending. O.O; Please bear with it nalang n.n; HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!! XD --hugs everyone--