Author's Note:

Ok guys, I sincerely apologize for not being able to update any sooner! Hopefully this doesn't sound like an excuse, but its primarily due to the fact that my brain's on like a "vacation mode" the whole Christmas and New Years thing in my brain is kicking in... so well... I guess you could say that I've only been writing on fanfiction since like January so I never really spent my holidays on fanfiction!

ANYWAYS, besides that, I hope that ya'll had a nice Christmas! Got what you wanted (i sure as hell didn't... ugh... those stupid christmas love songs were killing me... too bad life isn't like fanfics... -_-')?

ANYWAYS, once again sorry for being late, I'll PROMISE to get the next chapter up on monday/tuesday! And since this is a christmas special, I hope you don't mind me making the next one a New Years special?

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DISCLAIMER: NONE OF THE CHARACTERS BELONG TO ME, ONLY THE PLOT.

Jealousy

TSUKITOxYUI

He was holding his dear companion close to his chest while stroking his smooth fur, Usamaro has been his closest friend for the past few millenniums. The rabbit was calm in his hold as they looked over the balcony at the setting sun on the horizon of the garden, he could see the edge of the ocean from where he stood.

Usumaro squirmed in his grasp, a form of telling his protector to release him. Tsukito dropped him to the floor and turned to watch his quaint white figure disappear down the stairs. He sighed at the sudden loss of heat from his chest, being a human was a great disadvantage. He felt too much, he needed too much; he disliked it with a passion. Although, most couldn't tell by the way he came across: cool, calm, and collective, albeit mostly emotionless.

He continued to watch the sun set as another day at the garden ended, how did he get himself in this mess of a situation. His dear brother too was caught in this small dilemma. He however, didn't feel it needed much thought for everything would play out with time. Although his brother had a different opinion on that.

"Tsukito-sempai?"

He moved his gaze off from the reminisces of the setting sun to the girl who approached him, "Good evening, Kusanagi-san." He replied with a blank face. "I found Usumaro, he was following me around and I thought that perhaps you were near, but I couldn't find you..." He saw how she held and stroked his beloved companion with such care and gentle hands that he had to admit he was pleased to see her care for Usamaro in such a way. Most humans he'd come to see were greedy and selfish, henceforth his strong discontentment towards them.

"I had not followed you for it was Usumaro's doing, he decided to roam the halls himself." He turned back around to find no trace of the setting sun. "I am going to show myself in for dinner now." He walked pass Kusanagi without so much as a glance.

"Ah-ah, uh, I'll come with!" She quickly followed the lavender haired god with Usumaro bouncing in her arms.

He knew of her lingering presence behind him, he didn't mind, but being alone was his forte and he preferred it that way. However, when it came to his brother and this particular violet haired human, he didn't seem to mind.

He picked up his pace deciding that the faster he gets to his current destination, the better for his sanity.

They had arrived to the fields out in the back of the school where the gods had decided that they'd host their dinners for the remainder of the year. Tsukito, in all honesty, didn't care where they ate as long as he received his nightly nourishment.

"Are you hungry, Tsukito-sempai?" He regarded the young human female with a straight face, "In matter of my own opinion, I do believe I am." He moved his gaze off of her pale face and to his close friend. He decided to let the girl hold his dearest friend, for he didn't mind the attention she gave to Usumaro. "I'll get you a plate!" She smiled and ran off cooing to the white rabbit in her arms.

"Hey bro!" He saw his sibling rush up to him in a hurry, "Have you been seeing Weed outside of our classes?!" Tsukito didn't understand the sheen of—something—over the god of the sea's eyes. He couldn't help but become curious as to what his brother was speaking so bluntly about, what was making him act so... Protective? "You face is red." He pointed out to his cheeks.

Susanoo's face turned even more red with—what was it? He pulled out one of his pocketbooks and flipped through it... Ah, embarrassment. "According to my notes, your face has a sever case of idiopathic craniofacial erythema, or mostly referred to being flushed." He looked over the cover of his notes to see his brother's eye twitching while avoiding his gaze. "No-o... Be-Besides! You haven't answered my question!" He snapped the small pocketbook shut, "Ah, I do believe that Usamaro has been seeking our her comfort." He simply stated, looking behind him to see Kusanagi-san getting their food that Balder was making.

"Wha-? What do you mean, Usamaro?" Why was his brother creating such a scene? "Brother, I have already said, Usamaro seeks her out..." He closely inspected his brother's reaction, he hoped to become more human in order to be rid of the garden, therefore, his brother was his key to learn about human emotions. "Bro-! You-! Urgghh!" He assumed that this was- wait, he forgot. He pulled out his notebook again—frustration, "The best solution for your extreme case would be to drink soothing tea, or perhaps an hour or two more of sleep." He looked up from his book to meet the red and frustrated face of the god of storms and seas .

"Tsukito-san!" The two brothers looked up, Tsukuyomi however turned to watch his brother's face, though, it was quite hard for he had disappeared. "Here's your food, Usumaro helped me pick it out!" She smiled with such radiance, that it probably out shown the moon's beams. This feeling of something was so overwhelming in his chest, he was temped to open his notebook once again. "Thank you, Kusanagi-san." He politely regarded her while taking the plate full of food.

He sat on one of the many picnic mats rested on the ground, "Itadaikimasu." He quietly stated in sync with the girl next to him. He had a hard time eating because he couldn't keep his eyes off of her. She continued to devour her food like she had never tasted steak before, Usamaro was eating whatever vegetable food she had dropped in her lap for him.

She had finished quickly, he had taken his time, probably due to his unrighteous staring. "So what were you planning to do, Tsukito?" He didn't realize she was conversing to him, "Hmm?" She had this lopsided smile, he once again found himself wanting to pull out his pocketbook. "I was wondering what you were going to do for the Christmas festival." He could feel that curious side of him leak, "What is Christmas?" She stroked Usumaro's white fur while she tried to explain to him, "Well, it's a time when us humans celebrate the joy of giving and for some religions, the birth of their god. It's when people will buy gifts for their loved ones and-" she reached out and rested her hand on his, "Tsukuyomi-sama, please, you don't have to take notes..." He hesitantly put away his pen and paper.

"It's when people give gifts to the ones close to them to show their appreciation for them throughout the year. Of course there are other little things like holly, the Christmas trees, hot cocoa, eggnog, snow, and mistletoe." The last object stuck out to him, the way that she flushed—he implied from what his notes said—when she stated mistletoe. "What is this, mistletoe, Kusanagi-san?" He watched her closely as she turned to face away, "Well, some people kiss under a small branch of mistletoe." He was entranced by this small plant that would enthrall people to kiss one another. "Have you kissed anyone under this, mistletoe you speak of?" He questioned her with much interest, something about the idea of her having that kind of intimate physical contact with another person made him feel like he was patrolling the premises of the moon garden for days. It was an exhausting feeling.

"N-No, no one..." Her entire face flushed thoroughly. "Good..." He spoke under his breath, "Wh-What?" He didn't acknowledge her response, he was surprised himself about what he had said.

Silence fell upon them and he didn't know what to do, was this human emotion? Worrying? This sudden feeling of not knowing what to do? Protectiveness? So far, human emotions were complicated and seemed to burden him more then what was already on his shoulders, they seemed unnecessary. However, just the presence of the girl sitting next to him seemed to be enough to convince him otherwise.

"Weed!"

He snapped his head up to see his dearest brother running near, he noticed the god of sea and storm's gaze only on Kusanagi-san. He tried to keep his normal straight face on, however, under the current circumstance it was extremely difficult, it should have been easy, it was a natural tendency for him to be stoic.

"What are you doing for the festival?" Susanoo asked Kusanagi-san.

"Oh, well, I guess I'll just be wandering around looking at the booths since Zeus-sama didn't assign us anything..." He watched as she looked at her hand in her lap as his brother was quite close, in her- what's it called...? He pulled out his notebook again; personal space. That's right.

"We-Well, would you like to walk around with me during the Christmas festival on Wednesday?" His brother flushed and looked away.

"Of course, Takeru-san." She smiled lightly at him causing the god to turn a deeper shade of red before running off without so much as another word.

Tsukuyomi could feel his grip on the blanket beneath them tighten; he had to pry his hand off the fabric, that sudden outburst of violence to the sheet had surprised him. What had caused his sudden frustration? He was so confused and up in the air he didn't know how to handle it, he didn't know what to do and he wondered if that's what jealousy was.

He had to walk away from the dinner to gather his thoughts, he left Usumaro in the capable hands of Kusanagi-san. He didn't know his mistake until he returned back to speak privately to Kusanagi. He returned to see his dearest brother had slung his arm around the human girl. Kusanagi-san had red on her cheeks, most likely from embarrassment. His slow pace started to pick up at the sight.

The nerve of his brother to come back like he did.

"Brother, Kusanagi-san." He regarded them as he took his seat next to the human once again. "Oh, Tsukito-san! Takeru-kun and I were talking about what we were going to do for the Christmas festival, would you like to join us?" He glanced to the girl, but movement behind her caught his attention for a brief moment, he noticed his brother glaring at him. For reasons unbeknownst to him, he enjoyed seeing his brother like that, getting upset because he didn't get to spend time with Kusanagi-san.

"Nandemonai." He replied with his normal blank face while picking up Kusanagi and Takeru's plates. He needed something to keep him busy and distant. He walked away while keeping an eye on his brother.

Before he knew it, a few days had passed and this so called Christmas festival was upon them. He knew he wanted to learn more about the human emotions and human cultures that he was so naive to, and the only person he'd let teach him was Kusanagi-san. He slipped on his usual school uniform and made his way out of his shared dorm room without his brother. He was headed towards Kusanagi's room.

•

She was excited, extremely ecstatic was the proper term. When the month of December was nearing she was always wondering how her first christmas away from home would be. She hoped that there was a lot of joy and giving, she also hoped to get closer to the more distant gods too for that was her ultimate christmas wish.

School was adjourned the day before since Zeus-sama heard her request to have the day free for the festival that everyone has been planning relentlessly for the past few days. During class, Thoth-sensei would always talk about the human christmas traditions and for some reason demanded her that she had to make a last minute change and set a red bean soup booth up just for him. She couldn't deny for she was afraid of his retaliation when she told him she had other things planned. She inwardly shivered at the mere thought of his actions.

She slipped on a simple red button down blouse and comfortable shorts. She was going to leave early for her shift was all day and she remembered as clear as day when he bought all the soup from the Japanese club during their last festival.

She pulled the same white apron over her head and tied her tan bandanna underneath her hair, "Ok, I'm ready for Thoth-sensei's wrath..." She sighed to herself before reaching out for the doorknob. It had turned before she touched it and it sung open revealing Tsukito.

"Tsukuyomi-sama! Y-Your early!" She had to stop her racing heart, she wasn't prepared to see him here of all places. "I expected you later on..." She leaned against the open door for support.

"Good morning, Kusanagi-san, are you ready for the festival?" She blinked a few times not knowing what to say. "Ah... About that..." She moved her gaze to his shoes, "Thoth-sensei had me set a red bean soup booth up for him last minute... So... I'm sorry I have to bail on you and Takeru-kun like that..." She wasn't sure if Tsukito would be upset... She couldn't bring herself to look up at him.

"Nandemonai." He stated and turned on his heel and left. She let out the breath she was holding, not the reaction she expected, but he didn't sound disappointed... He was mostly emotionless so she wondered if he ever felt disappointed.

"I have no time to think about that right now..." She patted down her apron and made a beeline for the courtyard where she should already be setting up the booth.

•

After he left Kusanagi's room, he decided to tell his brother the new information he had obtained. "Brother," he called out once he reached their dorm, "Kusanagi-san will be working tonight at the Christmas festival, she won't be able to join us." He waited at the doorway for a reply. "What?!" His brother came running up the stairs, "What do you mean, 'won't be able to join us'?!" He didn't understand why his brother was so riled up about it, "She won't be joining us." He responded in a deadpanned manner.

He could see his brother's eye twitch, how unusual. "URGHHHHH!" Takeru continued to yell while trying to pull his hair out, how unusual. He raised an eyebrow at his dearest brother's actions. He continued to analyze his reactions, but that came to an abrupt stop when his brother went barreling out the door. He followed suit.

He followed his brother which led him to the very busy courtyard where the multitudes of spirits were preparing their booths for the festival later that evening. He didn't understand what was so special about this particular holiday.

Looking around, he lost his brother in the crowd, deciding that looking for him would be too troublesome, he decided to see the unfinished booths for there was nothing to do but wait for his brother to surface. He looked at all the decorations and supplies that the spirits were running around with, some of them thoroughly intrigued him. He wondered if the festival would be fun.

As he wandered blindly, he looked up from his gazing and saw something he wish he hadn't; Kusanagi-san was in quite the intimate embrace with his dearest of brothers. His face was numb, he wasn't sure what kind of expression lay on his features. The god of the storms and the seas was pinning her too the side of the empty booth where not too many eyes would roam; with the exception of his. Suddenly, the idle hands on his side began to curl. As he could feel his nails digging into his palm he stopped when he felt a warm liquid trickle down his fingers, he looked down to see thick crimson streaks stain his skin.

What was wrong with him? He watched his own blood slide down his palm, no expression graced his face, he didn't know how to react to such a circumstance.

He moved his gaze up to his brother and the human beneath him. He moved his legs towards them as they carried him there. He watched as she tried to push Susanoo away by shoving on his chest, but his brother persisted. Once he was in a visible distance, he stopped. What was he doing? And if he did approach them, what would he do? Without deciding, his feet moved on their own and before he knew it, his bloody hand was resting on his brother's tense shoulder, "Brother, is everything alright?" He gripped his shoulder with more pressure. "Yes, Tsukito-san, Takeru-kun was just- ah, asking me about the festival..." She looked up from Takeru's chest and saw Tsukito's bleeding palm. "Tsukuyomi-sama! Your hand!"

Takeru thankfully released her and she quickly moved around him to pay more attention to Tsukito. "Tsukuyomi-sama, y-your bleeding!" She grabbed his wrist, which did have blood on it, and pulled him away from her booth and his brother.

He watched the back of her head, as her violet hair swayed as she ran eagerly through the crowd bumping into a few spirits here and there, but he couldn't take his eyes away from her purple locks. He couldn't help but think that lavender and violet looked pretty together.

Before he could comprehend much more, she pulled him into one of the many classrooms and sat him down and went to the back of the room to retrieve the emergency first aid kid in one of the many cabinets. She pulled out the gauze wraps and some ointments and started to delicately wipe at the cuts on his hand with a cotton swab.

•

She looked down at his cuts, they were caused by his fingernails... She quickly turned his hand around to look at his knuckles hoping that he wasn't like his brother, getting into it with the spirits. Thankfully, there were no bruisings on either hand. "Tsukito-san, I was worried that you were fighting with some of the students!" She sighed while dabbing at the wound.

She finished by wrapping his hands delicately with the gauze wrap. "Ok that should do it..." She clasped both hands on his two palms, she smiled up at the lavender haired god before her. 'As usual, very stoic...' She thought to herself.

After she dismissed Tsukito to do whatever he had to do, she quickly rushed back to her unfinished booth. She didn't understand why she had to set the whole stupid thing up for just one person to buy... No one else was going to buy red bean soup for he had already purchased everything from her in advance... Sometimes, those gods just wore her down to the core.

She continued to set things up, since she was extremely behind schedule...

But she couldn't stop her mind from drifting, drifting to when Takeru-kun came by and pinned her asking her why Thoth was doing this. She was definitely confused, but he did offer to help her with the booth... In a very interesting way, he did... Well, at least she wasn't going to be alone for the festival like she feared. She wondered if Thoth-sensei was like a Scrooge and just wanted her to be miserable for the holidays... Ok, that was a cruel thing to say, maybe it was just the extreme difference in culture, he was an Egyptian god after all...

She brushed it off and continued her work in silence.

•

He was still sitting in the empty classroom staring at his bandaged hands, what was wrong with him? Human emotions were so complicated, he sometimes wondered how Kusanagi-san dealt with it for all her life, he would probably loose his mind (he had to look up the proper term of going crazy and what would make a person lose their common sense).

He decided to head back to his dorm room to get his yukata on, he usually only wore it when there was a moon gazing party or special occasion, he felt that this was definitely a special occasion.

He walked around, came across a few of the god, acknowledged them and moved on. As he continued, he saw a lot of this certain decoration all over the courtyard. It was of a severely overweight man dressed in red and white winter clothes who wore this ridiculously long hat with a white puff at the end. He raised an eyebrow at the large man decorations, how unusual.

He continued on looking at the decorated pointy trees with the star on top, the red flowers that lined the pathways, the smell of eggs, was new to him, different.

He continued on and once again, miraculously ran into the red bean soup booth and to his surprise, someone was working with her. He ducked behind one of the holiday booths close to Kusanagi's, he decided to see who was helping her. Why he wanted to hide like a coward, he didn't know, heck, he didn't even know what was happening to his mind. Does he have Gynophobia? He has to do more research on it.

He continued to watch until Kusanagi called out to her helper, "Takeru-kun!"

What? His dearest brother who practically harassed her? Wait—he flipped through his book—yes, what he did would be considered harassment under human laws. He was helping her? He could feel his pumping organ throb, what was happening to him? Was he dying? Ws he becoming extremely ill, not just physically, but mentally too? He clenched his chest and stood at bay watching.

"Hey Weed! Thoth-sensei ordered another batch of bowls!" He came out from underneath the counter and yelled at her.

'How dare he.' He briefly thought.

Yes, he settled that he was going to be diagnosed with rageaholic too.

"What? He seriously wants another dozen? Is he eating them all?" He watched the way she was extremely exhausted, how dare his brother leave her to do all the work!

He decided that it was time to take his leave before he really was going to go insane.

•

She never worked this hard in her life, even though Takeru-kun was doing quite a bit, she felt like she was cracking her own whip. She wiped the sweat off her forehead with the sleeve of her shirt, "Thoth-sensei, why are you doing this to me?" She sighed and grumbled about it.

An hour and five dozen bowls of red bean soup later, Thoth-sensei had excused her and Takeru-kun from their cooking duty.

"Takeru-kun..." She grabbed the sleeve of his shirt, it was soaked in sweat, "Yeah Weed?" She smiled up brightly at him, "Thanks for helping me out!" She pat his arm and started to walk away but he grabbed her shoulders and forced her to face him.

•

He was heading back to Kusanagi's booth when he once again found his dearest brother with the human girl. He wondered why his chest ached when he saw Susanoo with Kusanagi-san, there was nothing he could do about the hurt, but just watch.

He had his hands gripping her shoulders while they were looking into each other's eyes. He wanted to look away, but his gaze wouldn't wander. Instead, he did something he's never done before, "Kusanagi-san!" He yelled out to her in a greeting sort of mannerism while walking nonchalantly with one hand in his pocket and the other in the air. He startled himself, he's never raised his voice in a greeting nor did he ever wave to catch one's attention. This human girl certainly has done something to him and for once in his life, he didn't mind the change.

"Oh-! H-Hey Tsukito-san! She replied he smiled. He approached them while glancing at his brother, he watched as Takeru narrowed his eyes. He somehow knew that his brother didn't want him around Kusanagi. "I was just wondering if you wanted to perhaps walk around? I would like to learn more about this human culture." He held a genuine gentle smile, his expressionless facade long forgotten.

"Ah, w-well..." She looked back to Takeru, he never held this kind of resentment toward his brother before, but now wasn't the time to think about that. He face flashed a warning to his brother, "I have somewhere to go, bye Weed." With that he left. "W-Well, I can take you around." She smiled and linked her arm with his, he could feel heat rise to his cheeks. He hoped that he wasn't getting a fever now of all times.

They continued to walk around, Kusanagi explaining everything to him from the Santas, to the poinsettias and the Christmas trees. He was having fun and he saw that she was too.

"Kusanagi-san, what is that?" He pointed up to an usual looking branch hanging above them on a string from one of the nearest building's roof. Kusanagi didn't answer for a brief moment so he looked down at her and saw the red all over her cheeks, "Kusanagi-san?"

She smiled at the ground before she suddenly grabbed his collar and kissed his cheek before abruptly pulling away and resumed to stare at the pavement. He was shocked, his heart was ready to beat out of his chest. "K-Kusana-nagi-san?" He doesn't recall a time where he's ever stumbled on his words. "It-It's mistletoe." She looked up to him with innocent eyes.

He could feel a smile grace his lips, "Yui-chan? Can I call you that?" She beamed at him, "Yes, Tsukito-kun."

"Can you teach me more about human feelings?"

"Of course. Where do you want to start?"

"When a human's heart beats faster around another person what does that mean?"

"Well, it usually means that their nervous around the person..."

"Scared?"

"Sometimes... But most of the time, it's because they love that person."

"I see..."

He smiled.

'Love. How unusual.'

'Nandemonai' 'なんでもない': Its fine, It's ok, Not a problem

'Gynophobia': the phobia of women

'Rageaholic': the diagnosis of constant extreme anger

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