A/N: My own characters are too stoic, so here we go! Luzien belongs to Tellie-chan, and Hiroki to Sal! xD -hearts- Gogo Luz/Hiro action, baby! -gets plowed over-

It's Beginning To Look Alot Like Christmas

By: respectfully yours, Hopelessmine

'He knows when you've been bad or good, so be good for goodness sake!'

-Santa Claus is Coming to Town

"Man, this is boring." Luzien stared glumly out the Prontera church window, watching the seemingly endless gray clouds shift lazily across the sky.

"Then would you mind helping me, please?" his partner-in-crime, Hiroki, retorted sarcastically as he hauled two sloshing buckets of water across the dusty church floor.

"Nope. Thanks for the offer, though." Turning away from the window, the taller priest yawned as he watched his friend struggle with the rebellious water buckets. "Mm... you've got to put more muscle into your work. Manpower, Hiro, it's all about manpower."

"Whatever," Hiroki snapped, feeling very peevish. Maybe it was the elders getting to him. Or just the dust accumulating inside the church. Whatever it was, it left him with two heavy buckets and a very short fuse. "I don't see you using any manpower right now."

"Ah-ah-ah," Quirking an eyebrow, Luzien walked up to the other high priest and effortlessly picked up the two buckets of water, draping one over each shoulder. Looking back, he tsk'ed at his friend. "Don't let PMS'ing get to you, Hiro, my friend. Staying in-tact is what makes guys so lovable. Like me."

"Oh, sure," Hiro sat down on the edge of a pew, eyeing his friend with a healthy amount of skepticism. "And I'm guessing that's why the Kafra girls love you so much."

"They do love me," Luzien argued defensively. "It's just a unique kind of love only a sensitive person like me can understan— SNOW!"

"Huh? Wait, what—LUZ!" Hiroki jumped up in horror as Luzien let the two buckets of water drop to the ground, water splashing everywhere. "Heyyyyy! Now look what you've done! You can't just do... that..." He trailed off as a blur of robes sped past him, and out the heavy church doors. "Hey... HEY! Luz! Oh, for the love of..."

Grudgingly, Hiro jogged up the isles of pews and out the door after his fellow high priest. Looking both ways, Hiroki resisted the urge to scratch his head in confusion. Now where did that conniving perverted High Priest go—

"HIROOOOOOO!"

Well, that was one question answered. Rolling his eyes, Hiroki dashed off towards the sound of Luzien's voice.

"Luz? Luzien, where are— W-what are you doing?" Hiroki stopped dead in his tracks as his vision met a very giddy High Priest doing a— could it be classified as an unnerving kind of jig?— rather embarrassing prance in the middle of the church courtyard, arms wide open, extended towards the sky as white flakes floated down.

"Hey, Hiro! Looklook, it's snowww!!" Luzien stretched out 'snow' as if he were explaining to a clueless child about Santa Claus and how marvelous he was.

"Yes, Luzien, I see," The shorter High Priest remarked dryly, getting ready to bolt into hiding if anyone happened to pass by this very weird scene. "Amazing."

"Isn't it?" Luzien breathed, a silly grin stretching his face, as he tilted his head back further– if possible– and started twirling around in circles.

"Yeah." Hardly paying any attention to his friend's strange antics, Hiroki could only think about the mess they had made in the Prontera church, and how the elders would find out if they didn't return soon, and make them do something more horrible... like... teaching about... Shuddering, Hiroki shook off the terrifying idea. Never again, would he go through that again. Not if he could help it. "Uh... okay, Luz. We all know that snow's something that no one's ever seen before, but—"

"— with me, Hiro!"

"— we should really get back to the church before... what?"

"I said!" Luzien had stopped twirling and jigging, and was now facing Hiroki with a serious expression on his face. "I said, that you should come dance with me!"

"Yes, I agree, let's go bac— what did you say?"

"Come dance with me!" Luzien's face broke out into a wide happy grin. "C'mon, it's so fun!"

"N-no, thanks," Hiroki twitched, remembering the other incidents when he had let Luzien have his way. "You can dance with yourself. I'm going back to the church, and—"

"— awww, c'moonnnn, Hiroooo!" Luz whined, pouting. Hiro unconsciously took a step backwards. "It'll only be a sec— promise! Besides, no one is watching!"

"Er..." Seeing no way out of this argument, especially when Luzien had his whining face on, Hiroki sighed and admitted defeat. "Fine... fine, alright. But only for a second."

"'Kay!" Grabbing Hiroki's arm, Luzien pulled him over to where he was and nodded intently at his friend. "Okay, young apprentice of mine, just imitate what I do, and soon you'll get the hang of it!"

Sweatdropping, Hiroki slowly, stiffly, raised an arm as Luzien did, and lifted a leg. He wished the ground could just suddenly swallow him up.

"That's it!" Luzien encouraged, beaming in approval. "Then... you just... let... loose!"

Hiroki made an odd strangled sound as he jumped backwards, barely avoiding getting hit by Luzien as he suddenly started doing an explicit version of the nutcracker suite in the snow.

Closing and reopening his eyes very slowly, Hiroki sighed again. Well, he might as well try it. There was no way Luzien was going to let him off until he at least tried it. Screwing his eyes tightly, as not to give himself a clear view at whatever he was doing, Hiro started slowly to twirl in the snow. Stiff, jerky movements.

Oh, shaddup, Hiroki reprimanded himself. At least you're doing it.

Oh, crap.

Hit with the sudden realization and mental image of what he was actually doing, Hiroki stopped dead in the middle of a particularly gawky turn. What was he doing?

Resisting the urge to go over to the stone wall of the church and bang his head repeatedly on it, Hiroki slowly released a quivering, disbelieving breath, and opened his eyes. He was graced with the sight of Luzien still dancing. Hiroki slapped his forehead.

"Okay, c'mon Luz." Interrupting the larger priest, the smaller one dragged him away from the church courtyard, where he was sure he would never look at the same way again. "I've think we've done enough damage here."

"Augh, pssh, fine. Spoilsport." Luzien groaned, watching as his breath evaporated in the chilly air. "But one of these days, you'll see how dancing with me in the snow will change your look at life."

"It'll change my look of life, alright." Hiroki grumbled under his breath, still in shock of what Luzien had brainwashed him to do.

"—ROKI! LUZIEN!"

Hiroki and Luzien stopped dead in their tracks. They could have recognized those voices anywhere.

Cursing softly, Hiroki looked wildly for a place to hide.

"Bad boy," Luzien said, voice cracking slightly as he heard the voice coming closer. "Priests aren't suppose to curse—"

"Shut up," Hiroki hissed, clamping a mouth over the other priest's mouth. "Do you want them to know where we are?"

"Apparently, he did," a rather dry, dead-panned voice said next to them.

It was now Luzien's turn to let out a string of profanity, as both victims jumped violently and looked over to their right.

There, in all his glory, stood the head elder priest, looking highly unamused as he stared at both High Priests, one with his hand placed on the other's face. A row of other priests stood behind him, sniggering at the two priest's misfortune.

"What's going on here?"

"Well," Luzien began. Hiroki groaned. "We were cleaning up the church, and all of a sudden—"

"That was a rhetorical question," The head priest snapped, looking both of them up and down in a single glance. "Get inside. Now."

Luzien started to speak, but stopped short when Hiroki kicked him hard in the shins. "Ow," he mourned resentfully, as he and the rest of the priests walked slowly back to the church's main doors.

"Er... Head Priest," Hiroki began, once their were inside the church. "I—"

Raising a hand to stop him, the head priest turned around. A rather malicious glint was in his eyes. "You two," he started, pointing to both High Priests, "are going to have a lot of work to do."

Hiroki desperately prayed for something drastic to suddenly happen.

"Hello, boys."Angela looked up rather wryly, as Luzien and Hiroki entered the house.

"I'm tired," Luzien whined, plopping himself down in an armchair next to the fire.

"No kidding." Hiroki imitated his friend, running a hand through his unruly black hair.

"Mm... I wonder why." Angela blinked calmly, and looked back down at her work again. "Dancing in the snow again, perhaps?"

Hiroki shot up from his chair, looking intensely alarmed at this idea. "How did you— I mean, what gave you that idea?"

"You, of all people, should know the answer to that." Yuresia walked into the room, holding up a pile of papers. Walking over to Angela's desk, she carefully set them down next to the documents Angela was working on.

"Thanks, darling." Angela nodded in appreciation, not looking up.

"Anytime." Walking out of the room, Yuresia appeared again moments later, carrying a tray of hot cocoa. Gracefully, she gave each member in the room a cup.

Hiroki took his mug wordlessly, looking dumbly at the steam rising from his drink. "What do you mean—"

"— Marshmallow?"

"— What— oh, yes, please— No! I mean, what do you mean by—"

"— Yes, or no, Hiroki?"

"— that— I said yes, Yure— Argh!" Hiro stared sadly as white puffy marshmallows plopped into his cocoa. "Yure, what did you mean by that?"

"Mean by what?" Yure bustled along, adding a few marshmallows into each cup.

"By us knowing what Angela was saying."

"Oh?" Yure turned around and looked at him for a second, eyebrow raised. Then she nodded over at the coffee table. "You haven't read the newspaper, yet?"

Cold fear rising in his throat, Hiroki dropped his cup down onto a stool near him, and almost sprinted to the coffee table.

Picking up the newspaper laying on it, he stared at the front page. King Is Thinking About Alliance with Lands Unknown, it read. Hiroki blinked. There was nothing unusual about—

"Seventh page," Yuresia called over to him.

Fumbling, Hiroki scrambled to the seventh page, wishing his oddly numb fingers to work faster.

When he reached it, the High Priest looked down— and froze.

"What is it?" Luzien had come up behind him, curiosity getting the better of him.

Glancing down as well, he read the top title. Peco Race: Bids Making Citizens Angry. ... Huh?

"Look... down..." Hiroki managed to say frozen lips.

Shrugging, Luzien followed his friend's orders and nearly fainted.

"Oh Dear God... you must be kidding me," he choked out.

There, in a rather forbiddingly large font, read: Two Priests Have Been Added To The Gay Community of Midgard. Congratulations To Their Love For Each Other!

Underneath, showed two pictures. One was of them dancing in the snow, and the other was with Hiroki planting his mouth over Luzien's mouth, expressions photoshopped so they looked as if they were about to kiss each other senseless. Both pictures were accompanied by very lengthy and seemingly detailed paragraphs.

"I'm going to die now, thank you." Hiroki had turned a sickly shade of white. Luzien had already slumped to the floor, mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water.

Behind them, a Paladin had looked up from her work, and was sipping her cocoa slowly. Beside her, a certain sage was doing the same. They had their attentions captured on their love interests.

Cracking up silently, both women clinked cups and returned back to whatever they were doing again.

This was turning out to be a very happy holiday.

Fin
A/N: Ahh, so let's just pretend Photoshop exists. x3 Anyway, Luz seems a wee too happy. Gogo, sugar? Must, make this short, so yayy, Sal! You're up! -heartheartlove-