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"..." Character speaking.

'...' Character's thought.

(...) My personal notes.

Note: Hello again! Since Christmas is almost near, I decided to write a Christmas story! Special thanks goes to the following people who have reviewed the last story:

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Merry Christmas :)

Special Christmas

"I can't believe I'm doing this!" exclaimed Tomoyo as she closed the bedroom door behind her.

"My dearest, it'll only be for tonight." Eriol Hiiragizawa replied with a mischief grin.

Tomoyo frowned back at the handsome man, who was sitting on the bed looking toward her with laughing eyes. She walked toward him and grabbed the clothes he held in his hands.

"You did this on purpose!" She suddenly accused while heading toward the bathroom, leaving the door half open as she changed.

Eriol chuckled. "Dearest falling from the ladder and breaking my leg was not my planning. You know I wouldn't do that on purpose."

Tomoyo silently laughed as she recalled Eriol's funny accident with the lights. "I guess."

Eriol smiled, "Besides I love doing this every year! You will love it too."

Tomoyo grinned at that sentence while fumbling with the large pants. "I hope I do."

Eriol chuckled as he heard Tomoyo mumble something under her breath. It was very hard getting into those clothes, and he was glad that for today he wouldn't have to suffer with those terrible zippers and buttons.

"Need any help dearest?" Eriol inquired.

Tomoyo sighed as she found herself tangled with the complicated shirt. She fought a little longer before giving up. "I do." Was her tiring reply.

Eriol softly chuckled before calling out. "Come here angel."

Tomoyo slowly emerged from the bathroom with her head half hidden from the tangled shirt that wrapped her body in an awkward way. Eriol laughed at the beauty that walked toward him with a helpless expression upon her face.

"You aren't allowed to laugh at me." Tomoyo whined as she stood before the charming man.

He smiled while getting up and kissing her forehead. "I can't help myself, dearest. You look adorable."

Tomoyo softly smiled. "Hurry up, it's almost time."

Eriol nodded his head as he managed to free Tomoyo from the shirt. "There you go. Now shall we try again?"

Tomoyo laughed. "Go ahead." She replied while extending both arms in front of her.

Eriol quickly then dressed the shirt onto Tomoyo before he buttoned the shirt close from behind. Finishing with his task, Eriol softly wrapped his arms around her delicate waste, while kissing her neck lovingly. Tomoyo widely smiled as she leaned back on his warm chest. They were perfect together.

"Any extra time left?" Whispered Eriol suggestively as he kissed her neck.

Tomoyo laughed. "And fight with the shirt again? No thank you."

Eriol moved his lips to tease with her ears. "I'm an expert with this shirt. Have you forgotten that I have to wear them every year?"

Tomoyo smiled, trying her best to resist to his temptations. "Not right now Eriol. Another time." She pleaded.

Eriol kissed her cheek before letting go. He smiled to see Tomoyo's eyes sparkle with love and desire. They have been together for years, and yet they were much in love.

"Now help me with the boots." Spoke Tomoyo as she leaned forward to kiss him.

"Yes dearest." Eriol replied.

Not long Tomoyo was all dressed up and smiling. "How do I look?"

Eriol smiled. "Perfect."

"I definitely look better in this outfit than you do." Tomoyo teased as she gazed herself in a nearby mirror.

Eriol laughed. "You look better than me in anything dearest." Was his reply.

Tomoyo quickly circled her arms around his neck and kissed his lips. Eriol having difficulty to wrap his arms around Tomoyo's waste, because of the outfit she wore, decided to settle his hands on her hips.

"You know, you really look like the real thing." Eriol admitted.

Tomoyo laughed. "Then I might give you what you want for Christmas."

"What I want…" Spoke Eriol but was interrupted by the doorbell ringing.

Tomoyo startled, quickly pulled away. "They're here!"

Eriol watched Tomoyo panic, as she frantically looked around the room for the bag that contained all the Christmas presents. Eriol chuckled before pulling Tomoyo to a stop and kissing her forehead.

"Don't worry. Everything will be alright." Eriol spoke with a soothing tone.

"It's the first time I'm doing this. You usually are responsible Eriol." Tomoyo spoke, afraid that she wouldn't be able to do the task.

He nodded his head in understanding before whispering. "I know, but this year it's your turn. Now listen dearest, everything will be perfect." He assured confidently.

Tomoyo smiled to his words as she slowly clamed herself down. Remembering where she hid the bag of presents, Tomoyo quickly found the object and headed toward the door. Eriol, waiting for her near the doorway, slowly put on her head the red hat that was missing. He gave her a kiss and a wink before turning away. She watched Eriol disappear down the staircase where she heard some chatting coming from the living room.

Breathing in and out, Tomoyo tightly grabbed the bag and swung it over her shoulders before heading down the stairs.

"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Tomoyo laughed joyfully as she descended the steps.

Suddenly her amethyst eyes filled with tears to see the scene before her. On the landing there stood the people she loved the most, all with sparkling eyes filled with happiness and love. There on the landing waiting for her was her loving husband, Eriol who held in his arms two young children, her little girl and her baby boy.

"Santa!" The children cheered.

Tomoyo smiled as her vision blurred. "Merry Christmas!" She called, finding it difficult to imitate Santa's voice when her own voice was cracking.

Eriol let the children run toward her. She then quickly let the bag down to embrace her daughter and son. Tears finally ran free from her eyes as Eriol slowly approached to wipe her tears away.

"Being Santa Clause isn't that bad." Eriol whispered.

"You were right. I do love this. Maybe next year I could do this again." Tomoyo whispered back to her husband.

"If I break my leg again, that is." He replied, making her softly laugh.

Tomoyo sniffling slowly hugged her children tightly as both of them circled their little arms around her neck with happy smiles. Eriol's own smile softened to see the perfect scene in front of him.

"You made my wish come true Santa." Eriol spoke as Tomoyo looked up at him with questioning eyes. "This is all I want for Christmas, and nothing else."

Tomoyo smiled back lovingly.

"Merry Christmas!"

The End