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Authors Beginning Note: I am such a terrible authoress. Jeez, the only thing worse than my updating, is well…

Anyhoo, It's New Years Eve, sipping sparkling juice (preferred over alcohol-saves on Ibuprofin the next morning) and well…being lazy. I love it.

As an after thought, I will begin updating my other story, SP 3, next Monday. (Yay!) And, since I have so many happy fans out their, I will be continuing this story as well.

I hope you're all enjoying the holidays too!

Shout It Outs

purplepixie89: I hurried

The Evil Liar: I'm glad you liked it.

inuooooooooooh: Sorry it was a little confusing, I'll try to clarify more.

The Unnamed Demon: I'm a flaming ball of gas? Wow, never been called a star. Cool, thank you!

DramaQueenABZ: Well technically, the nutcracker was a doll, so I just kinda got the idea off that.

Hamona:Is this good enough?

inu-freak1116:I'm delighted to hear it.

The Christmas Dolls
Chapter 2

The Gifts

"Souta!"

"Kohaku!" Both girls angrily began to chase their little brothers around their rooms, ready to bash them with pillows.

"It was Souta's fault!"

"What! It was your idea!"

"Was not!"

"Was too!" Dangerously, they both stopped to argue with each other, and were mercilessly bashed. Feathers began to rain in the room making it look like a white winter wonderland, much like it was outside.

"Come on sis. Its not like we really did anything."

"Ya Sango!" Kagome placed her hands on her hips, her closed eye twitching madly. Sango was ready to re aim her pillow at the unfortunates.

"Really, you call getting woke up by a trumpet and crash cymbals at SIX in the morning nothing!"

"It's Christmas!"

"So."

"I mean, its not like you weren't going to get up anyways!" Kagome hit her smat allec of a brother on top of the head.

"Kagome, I have a proposition." Kagome's temper momentarily subsided a moment as Sango got an evil glint in her eye. She whispered something into Kagome and she greedily drank it up.

"Uh oh." Kohaku just gulped.

"Come on Sango! Please! You know it was all games and fun!"

"We never meant anything by it! Honestly, we were just trying to annoy Kagome! We both know you're the nice one!" Souta said trying to suck up to her.

"Oh really?" Sango smiled sweetly. They nodded vigerously.

"If that's the best you can do, then you both are in trouble." She dragged them closer to the bathroom.

"Sango! Come on! I love you! You know that!"

"That's so sweet Kohaku, I love you too."

"So you'll let me go?"

"Hey! What about me!"

"You're on your own."

"Nope. Not happening." Sango replied, and they were both in the bathroom.

"I have breakfast ready!" Mrs. Higurashi called up stairs.

"Breakfast!" Souta squealed.

"Don't worry, we'll make sure to tell you how it was." Sango and Kagome left, closing the door behind them. The boys began to shake and rattle the door, but it wouldn't budge open.

"I think we did a good job."

"Are you sure we should leave them locked in their like that?" Sango asked, almost worried.

"It's not locked, they just have to pull." Sango busted out laughing.

"Kagome, have you seen the boys?" Just then, they heard to loud squealing noises.

"Um, nope. Not recently." Sango just managed to keep a straight face.

"Oh dear, they must be trying on the aftershave again. When will they learn? The alcohol in that is just too strong for their skin. Oh well, boys will be boys. Anyways, I hope you enjoy."

"They look delicious!" Sango exclaimed. Her and Kagome quickly delved into their small stack.

"Morning Gramps." Kagome managed. Sango just nodded.

"Well, hello. A good morning to you too. And how are you dear?" Mrs. Higurashi smiled.

"I'm just fine. How many pancakes would you like?"

"Just two." He said and sat down quietly.

"Say, Gramps, what were you saying about those dolls you gave us the other day?" Kagome asked casually.

"Oh, so now you want to know. I'm not a walking box of information there at your convenience and then to sit in a dusty corner you know." He said folding his arms.

"Sir…uh…Grandfather, we meant no disrespect, you see, we were filled with so much excitement, we just couldn't contain ourselves. Now, we are more calm and would like to hear your story if you wouldn't mind." He eyed her, ready to quickly dismiss her excuse if he saw any hint that it was a lie.

"Oh, well, very well. These dolls age all the way back to the Fuedal ere."

"The Fuedal Era, but…"

"No talking. Anyways. The monk, your doll Sango, was a wandering buddist monk. However his abilities were well noted, and the Emperor took him in to serve at his Palace."

"Is that all?"

"Let me finish. Kagome, your doll was a half demon, who was also taken into the palace, only as the Emperor's daughter's lover. However, the Empress daughter had an admirer, and a jealous one. He too was a half demon with many powers. He created a scheme and caused the two lovers to split apart. The monk tried to save his friend the half demon, explaining it all to be a misunderstanding, but the Princess, in her anger cursed them both."

"But how could she?"

"She was a priestess of course."

"But I thought she was a princess."

"She was both."

"Well, then what?"

"What do you mean, 'then what'?"

"Well, what's the rest of the story?"

"That is all of the story."

"That's depressing."

"Not to mention a bit of an anti-climax." Kagome sighed.

"Kagome! Sango!" The two girls cringed at Mrs. Higurashi's angry voice.

"Uh oh." Sango said.

"Uh oh doesn't cover it." They sunk into their chairs. It's amazing that they hadn't noticed her exit to go find the missing boys.

"Ug. I can't believe we're stuck doing chores on Christmas."

"No kidding. It could have been worse." Sango said hefting another shovel of snow.

"But it was funny."

"Almost worth it."

"I think it was completely worth it. Especially when we black mail them with the pictures."

"I don't know, that might be a bit harsh, I mean we did do a pretty bad job on their makeup."

"Couldn't be helped, they were squirming too much…I…" Kagome stopped and turned as pale as the snow.

"What is it Kagome?"

"Spider." She whispered. Sango stepped forward, and there was a two-foot spider, standing in the snow. It clicked its mandibles and crawled off.

"Kagome, lets hurry." Kagome nodded.

"I don't think we should leave the dolls in the house. Just in case he comes after Kohaku or Souta." Sango shivered.

"He would regret it." She seathed.

"After this, I'm going to practice my Archery, what about you? Are you going to practice with Hiraikotsu?"

"I think that would be a good idea. Competition is coming this spring."

"I can't wait to see your category compete, there are so many different types of weapons."

"There are. It really is quite amazing what others come up with. Sometimes the regulars come up with a different weapon every year and train."

"The only thing I'm good at is Archery."

"Remember that time you went out for Fencing?"

"Don't remind me." Kagome rolled her eyes.

"I was so clumsy. It's amazing Kazuya was able to walk the next day."

"Then you got partnered up with that Chinese exchange student."

"Pai Lin."

"And got whomped." The girls giggled. Danger not completely forgotten, their rushed tempo and getting the snow shoveled showing it, but with a plan in tact, everything seemed to be a little brighter.

A little tighter…inhale…don't breath…aim…higher…aim…and…

The arrow met its target. Kagome let out a little breath of relief.

"It's an improvement. At this rate, I'm sure to win." She walked over to the target board and pulled loose all of the arrows. Walked to the other side of the room, and started over. Each time she chose a new place to shoot from. Each time, her aim improved and was closer to the center of the red.

Sweat dripped off of her faced and slicked her body. Her loose red pants and white shirt helped though.

"Kagome, what do you think, should we call it a day and get cleaned up for dinner, then presents?" Kagome nodded. Sango looked just as tired. Her hair was tied back away from her face, and her clothes were tight and armored to protect her from her Hiraikotsu, in case it should hit her on its return decent.

"No trouble yet." Kagome looked town at the tiny doll strapped at her waist.

"None here either. Maybe it only happens at night."

"Should we sleep in the dojo, that way we can be prepared?"

"Wouldn't your mother think it slightly odd?"

"We'll say it's our way of avoiding little brothers from waking us up too early tomorrow. It could be fun! We could bring out the ice cream and cookies and pop…" Kagome went on listing as they walked out, placing their weapons away and walking into the house to shower, eat, and open presents.

Authors Edning Note: Basically a filler chapter for this. Next chapter we see more action.