Butterflies

"Me? I'm nobody. I'm not skilled like Uchiha-san. I am not passionate like Haruno-san. I am not smart like Nara-san. I'm not as strong as Chouji-san. I'm not as collected as Aburame-san. Or as pretty as Yamanaka-san. I'm not as confident as Inuzuka-san. If anything, I'm like Hyuuga-san, socially awkward. Oh wait, no, she's just shy. The socially awkward one is me." OC! Team 7 remix!

Interlude 12 – Just a dream

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"Nee-chan. Nee-chan!" I shake her. trying to get her to wake the heck up! There's something majorly fishy going on downstairs, and I need backup!

"Nn!" She jerks up a little, looking around and already looking for a weapon, or something. "What is wrong with you? It's the middle of the night. Go back to bed."

"Nee-ch~aaaaaan. Mommy's downstairs with some weird guy in a red outfit. And they're kissing!" That last part gets her attention.

"Did you have too much chocolate before going to bed again?" She's annoyed, but her eyes are too hard for her to be able to go back to sleep. "Fine, but if I find out you're lying I'm killing you and hiding the body."

We sneak out of her bedroom, down the hall, quietly make our way downstairs. In the family sitting room is a pine tree, lit up with tiny lights and clothed in little decorations of all kinds, mostly wolves and butterflies. In front of the tree, mommy's standing on her tippy-toes, trying to make herself taller, and still having to tug on this weird guy's shirt to make him lean forward.

He's wearing a big, red suit, with puffy white cuffs. A big, puffy white beard makes him impossible to recognize, and that red funny hat with a brass bell on it isn't helping much. He also has big black boots on! How dare he wear his shoes in our den!

His eyes twinkle though, twinkle like daddy's twinkles when he's about to kiss mommy. Why is this stranger doing that!? And why is mommy letting him!?

And she lets him, alright! She's encouraging it! Constantly pulling him back in for 'just one more'. Only daddy's allowed to do that! Only daddy's allowed to kiss mommy!

"Chouko, it's alright. That's just dad dressed up funny. You know how mom and dad always act weird on Christmas Eve." Nee-chan says, but I don't buy it. "Imouto-chan, really. Stop freaking out and sniff. Who does he smell like?"

I nod, sniffing the air. I smell Chouchou-nee. Sniff, sniff. I smell mommy. Sni~iiiiiiff. And daddy, but no funny weird guy.

Oh.

My.

Kami!

"Mommy and daddy are so weird." I complain.

"You think that now. When you get a little older, you're going to like seeing them like this."

"Nuh uh! They're so gross when they kiss each other like that. And they like it too!"

"Whatever, Imouto-chan. I'm going back to bed. It's late."

Those two are just too weird for me.

And me like seeing them kiss? I cringe. I'm going to bed. Maybe when they wake up they'll be less... weird.

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"Aya, time to get up." I open my eyes finding the trees and branches I saw when I closed them around midnight. I shake my head, wondering at that weird dream. Chouchou and Chouko? We're not even officially dating. We've yet to go on a real first date. And stupid dreams are already coming up with names of our children.

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End Interlude 12

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A/N: I know I said no updates until the 27th. I know, I know. But this one kind of hit my while in the supermarket and that song "I saw mommy kissing Santa Clause, underneath the mistletoe last night" came on. I couldn't help it.