Had to make this up over the top of my head. I only get an hour on the compy. Now, on to the fanfic!

Somewhere on the top floor of the rundown place…

"… and a partridge in a pear tree…"

The oldest of the three aliens was taking an evening bath in the shower. Since he assumed no one was around, he began singing. Yes, singing something he once heard around the streets. Here on the planet everyone was out shopping for gifts. Ever since this time of month it seemed everyone was busy. Still, his work with his companions is almost never done. The season holiday meant…well. Nothing.

However…perhaps it could be possible to take a small break. How much harm could the humans do to the place while they were already occupied with things to do? At times, Kish was actually right.

'Maybe I should do some shopping too.' Pai thought in addition.

'I could use some equipment here, for research. Technology IS really interesting these days. Or…'

Pai stood in the shower for a while and just let the semi-warm water pour into his hair.

'…I can give this holiday, this Christmas a try.'

His further thoughts were interrupted by the sound of running approaching his dorm.

'Good heavens, who could THAT be?'

Not a moment too late, he whirled the shower curtains and quickly pulled them over to conceal him. At the same time, a certain alien burst right through the door holding a piece of paper.

"Pai, PAI! Look what I found on Kish's-"

Tart cut off abruptly staring at the whirled curtain. Then he turned purple with embarrassment.

"Uh oh…. Gosh…sorry…"

There was a sound of turning off the water. Then a somewhat indignant voice came from behind the curtain.

"Great SCOTT, Tart! CAN'T you knock?"

"I said sorry. Uh…what's Scott?"

"It's a saying they use here. Never mind. What was it about Kish?"

Tart stood, trying to rack up what he was trying to say.

"Uh…Oh! Look what I found on Kish's desk!"

Pai sighed.

"Alright. What did you find on Kish's desk?"

"Look at it yourself!"

"Wait till I get out of here."

"But-"

"WAIT."

"Sure."

Tart ran out the bathroom door in a hurry. After what seemed an eternity to him, Pai finally came out of the shower and got dressed. The minute he stepped out, Tart shoved the note in his face. Wordlessly, he took it and started to read it without even considering it Kish's private property.

Pai couldn't help but smile at the words that definitely seemed to be Kish expressing his character. After he finished reading however, he put it down and faced Tart without a trace of a grin. Tart quickly wiped his own off his face as well.

"You took this from Kish's desk without his consent?"

Tart shuffled his feet and kept his eyes on the ground.

"Yeah."

"You do understand that we don't go snooping around looking at others personal things correct?"

"Uh- huh."

Pai watched Tart stare at the ground waiting for more lectures. Suddenly, his eyes glowed and a grin broke out of his usually solemn face. He snickered, and Tart looked up with his own face morphing out of its fake serious state. Pai stared at the note in his hands and wiped his eyes.

"What an interesting soap opera Kish has composed."

Tart nodded in excitement. "So you think he really has a thing for Ichigo?"

"Could be. Still, knowing Kish, he could be using it for other purposes as well. Who knows, it could be for manipulation."

"This season, many odd things can occur, Tart."

The young cyniclon looked up at him not quite understanding.

"Uh…right. That means…?"

Pai drifted out of his far-away state and stared sharply at him.

"It means you can't believe all you hear." He said simply and walked away tossing the note back at him. A new idea occurred to him.

'I should try my hand at writing those poems too.'

Tart caught it and stared back at his companion's retreating figure and pouted.

"There's something going on between Kish and Ichigo and I'm gonna find out what it is!" Tart raised his fist and shook it dramatically. As if on cue, a new shadow appeared directly behind him.

"Find out? About what exactly?"

Tart felt the color drain out of his already pale face. He turned around s-l-o-w-l-y and gaped.

"H-hi K-Ki-Kishu.

Cliffhanger. Ha. Enough said. I don't update very often, cause I'm a lazy bum. XP

Oooh, what will poor Tart do now?