Warm Hugs and Sweaters: Christmas Collection

Part 2- Mistletoe Mayhem

Disclaimer: I do not own the show nor its characters as it belongs to its rightful creator. I own the plot/idea of this oneshot and nothing more.

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Warnings: This will contain some boy love, some fluff, possible profanity and total a mess of ridiculousness. Don't like it? Then DON'T READ IT, FLAME NOR BASH ABOUT IT!

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Author's Note: This is a gift-fic for Mess(aka IHaveAMessedUpSenseOfHumor) because she rocks at writing horror fics of Yu-Gi-Oh 5D's and decided to wirte this somewhat cute, romantic-ish Aseirshipping that she she loves so much. Hope you like it Mess!

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The black and blonde duo haired man started to feel curious on what his tricky friend is doing over there in his room for a while now. He wasn't sure about going into his friend's room since he was taught not to invade someone's privacy unless they are doing some contraband activities. He can't help it but to be a nosy person in other people's business and wonder what they're up to. Of course, he can't simply knock on the trickster's door and expect his fellow friend to let him in that easily. No, his friend is a crafty man that can pretty much outwit an intellectual person like he did to a certain someone. The tall man have thought about this before which he hasn't getting any ideas on how to enter the trickster's room without being notice, or better yet being too obvious while doing so.

"Hmmmm. What is he up to this time? Tch. He better not be going at it again because he does...ooohhoho he's asking for a major ass kicking if he does.," the black and yellow duo haired man whispered to himself in his threatening voice.

He continued to pace around in the living room for a while until an idea had struck him upside in the head like somebody hit him really hard. Actually, someone did hit him upside in the head. The tall man turned around with a bitter expression on his face but quickly changed almost suddenly.

"What the hell are you doing pacing back and forth and mumbling to yourself like fåne in my living room?,"hissing came out from the yellow eyed man with such venom that cause the other man step back when his leader does that.

"... Nothing, Harald.,"he replied cooly with a little pride he can muster.

"That doesn't seem like it was nothing, Dragan. And what were you mumbling about anyways?"

"Well, well, well. I didn't know you were a detective all of the sudden, Mister Twenty Questions. I'm terribly sorry for my suspicious activity, please don't take me away to prison because of my errors."

"You know you're such a comedian when you talk like that, Mister Sassy-Sarcastic Fåne."

"Whatever. What do you want?"

"I would like to know what your mumbling about. Is that wrong for asking that kind of question?"

"If you must know, I was talking about Brave being in his room for four hours straight without leaving his room."

"Well why don't you go check up on him, hm?"

"You can't be serious, Harald. He's a crafty man that can basically outsmart anyone out of anything. May I have to remind you of that horrible incident that happen last Christmas? Do I?"

"I remember what happen but please do not bring that up. I'm still trying to erase that completely from my mind. Yet still, he is our friend and we should at least try to make an effort to confront him."

"What do mean we? I not going over there to be humiliated and my self esteem demolished by whatever moves he'll use."

"Really? Fine. Do what you like but I'm going to ask Brave what's going on in his room."

And with that, Harald left the living room and into the hallway with an amazing amount of doors from each side of the hallway. Dragan stood their in his original spot for a while but decided to go to same direction as Harald went but stopped at the beginning of the hallway and slide himself to one of the side of the hallway while pressing his back against the wall. He lean in the hallway enterance with his Rune Eye glowing to listen and see Harald and Brave's conversation.

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"Oh hey Harald. How is it going?," the green eyed man asked in his chirping tone.

"Doing quite well. And you?," the yelleow eyed man asked back.

"Doing great. Why you asked?"

"Well Dragan was worried about you for being in your room for quite some time and I was wondering if you can tell me what you are doing in there?"

"Awww~. Dragy is worried about me, that's adorable. Sorry , Harald, I can't tell you that, it's a secret. But I can give you a little hint about it. It only happens once a year where people get together and celebrate this holiday. In fact, this holiday is coming in a couple of days where we invite our guests here to celebrate it."

"Could it be...hmmm I don't know... Christmas?"

"Ding, ding, ding. We have a winner! For your prize, you will get a special gift from a certain someone that is dying to do it to you for years in the Christmas party!"

"What?"

"Oops. I said too much about it. I should finish up on my little project for the Christmas party so if you don't mind, I would like a little privacy, okay? Thanks."

As soon he was about to close the door, he felt resistance on the door which it truns out to be his silver haired leader pushing back on door with his strong force that he could muster. Brave knew something like this would happen so he pull out an object with two silver points sticking out and turn it on which you could hear static noise almost above whisper.

"You sure about doing that, Harald?,"the red and orange duo asked in his austere tone.

Harald quickly pick up the austere tone from his tricky teammate as well with the sound of an all too familiar object that he once encounter during his military training back then. The silver haired man slowly yet carefully moved away from the door and went a couple of steps backwards to avoid any potential actions from his tricky friend.

"I thought so. Well if you don't mind, I like to get back my project for the Christmas party so bye~."

Brave shut the door quite loudly and left the confused yet somewhat angry Swedish man in the hallway which later became filled with laughter by the Norwegian man. The silver haired man turned to his right and saw his teammate laughing at him from what happened moments ago with such a sudden outburst.

"What are you laughing at?,"the Swedish man hissed at the other team members.

"Ohhohoh...that was too precious. Hahaha... The way Brave made you step back without being tough is fucking hilarious..., "the Norwegian man laughed for a while now but was cut off short when the leader stepped on his foot which cause the other man to yelp in pain.

The tall man grabbed his aching foot while hopping on the other foot and yelling curse words in Norwegian as well as insulting to his team leader which doesn't know what half the Norwegian words are or supposed to mean. Harald had other things to do besides standing there and watching Dargan yelling whatever he is saying while hopping in his same position like a crazy idiot, although it was very funny to Harald and would watch this continue on for a little bit longer but he had things to do like preparing the Christmas party which will be held in their place in Sweden.

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After three days have passed by, the three members of Team Ragnarok double check everything to see if anything is missing or misplaced from the each section of the party which seems to be in order, well at least to Dragan and Brave.

"Harald, everything looks great and in neat order for the party. There's no need to adjust anything here or anywhere else basically. You need to just let it go and enjoy the party.,"the trickster tried to ease Harald from overworking himself but Harald didn't listen to him.

"Let me try. Hey, Harald," the Norwegian man grabbed Harald and started to shake him aggressively as well as yelling,"There's no more things to add on to this goddamn party, okay!? We got ever single thing fucking covered, inch by inch!"

"Holy shit, bro, don't break the poor guy. He's not Jack Atlus ya know."

"Kjøter, I know that. I was putting some sense back into him because he allowed it, Brave."

"Since when did Harald allowed that?"

"When he told us that if he begins to behave or started acting like perfectionist then we have to knock some sense into him even it means you have do it literally. "

"Oh yeah... But come on, man. Don't hurt the guy. And do you think you can stop shaking Harald? He looks like he's going to be sick."

The Norwegian man stopped and let go of his team leader only because he doesn't want to clean throw-up on the floor and on his Christmas sweater that given by his late mother.

"Oh thank God you let go, Dragan. I was starting to feel a little ill from that shaking you gave me.," the leader clutch his stomach and regaining his blance since he has a weak stomach when it comes sudden shaky movements.

"Uh...yeah. No problem?,"he replied uncertainly.

Right after that statement, the door bell rang a couple of times which it finally stopped when Brave open the door and greeted everyone that was invited from Team 5D's to Team Unicorn and so on. One be one, people went through the doorway by simply greeting back at Brave and to his fellow teammates as each of them gave them a heart warming smile expect for one particular guest that didn't smile with the certain Ragnarok memeber.

"Dragan.,"the Australian man hissed at Dragan.

"Jack.,"Dragan growled with the same amount of venom.

Pretty much everyone else in the room started to groan out of frustration because they know how this is going end like any other event when Dragan and Jack do that usual routine: insult each other, play tricks on each other with whatever they got in the room and, most of all, pointless fights that involves damaging important items and sometimes hurting a near by person or two which often ends with them apologizing to everyone and clean up the mess they made. To everyone, they hope that this would be different than the last time when everyone gather to the Thanksgiving event at some place which they have to pay the damages from the two violet eyed men made after fighting each other recklessly by knocking things down and almost killing some unfortunate person during their fight. It was not pleasant at all and neither was paying for the damages.

"Oh no. No no no no NO! You two are not going to fight each other in my home as well as any other place in this house, förstå? We already had enough of your löjliga fights and it's already worst enough that we have to deal with the aftermath of yours. I swear to God that if you even dare to touch each other for whatever reason, I will unleash unspeakable and horrid things to your pathetic souls and make you two regret it for the rest of your natural lives.,"the leader threatened the violet eyed men which cause them to reconsider their next move before doing so.

"Uh... Can we promise each other not to...fight while we're having our Christmas party, alright?," the Norwegian man carefully place his words so that way he doesn't set off Harald's temper.

"I promise to my Red Demons Dragon card that I, Jack Atlus, will not fight with you nor starting one either.," the Australian man did the same thing as well but with more effort to make it sound better than his "friend's" statement.

"Can we at least shake our hands to seal this agreement, Harald?"

"I wasn't being literal you two but I will do it if both of you do actually fight each other during our Christmas party.,"the silver haired man restated his threat once again but with more seriousness in his voice.

Dragan and Jack quickly shaked their hands to seal the promise between them and announced that they swore to not start their usual routine for this event which everyone sighed in relief and started the party after their announcement.

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Tapping was heard across the room to get everyone's attention and to look at the green eyed man doing it very loudly and annoying after several times doing it on the glass cup. The Norwegian grabbed the silverware from his friend's hand and slammed it on the table while saying something in Norwegian. The trickster looked at his friend's action he did and then back to everyone else who was unimpressed by the trickster's tapping.

"Well since I got all of your attention to me which, let's play a new game I created for this event which is called Spin the Mistletoe.," almost everyone spit out their drinks but not as much as Dragan who start to cough while trying to say something but was unable to do so,"It's quite simple really. Everyone but me will be blindfolded with these bandannas I have from my adventures and have all of you to sit down each available chairs you could find with one person standing-"

"Whoa there Brave. Why are you going to be the only one without a blindfold on?," the bright orange haired man asked with uncertainty in his voice.

"Well it's obvious, Crow. I'm going to help out the person who is going to wear this Mistletoe headband I made, be spin around a bunch of times and guide them to the other person that was picked by them and get both of them to kiss."

"But what if these two people are the same gender, can they still kiss each other or what?"

"It doesn't matter who you kiss, you two will kiss and switch seats while still having your blindfolds on so no need to worry about that because this game involves everyone to be quite when someone is picked by the person wearing the headband. Why you asked?"

"Let's just say that I rather kiss something else than being kissed by some people I don't want to make lip contact with someone else."

"Tough luck, Crow. Whether you like it or not, you will still be kissed by somebody. No exceptions whatsoever."

"Well damn son. I'm screwed."

"Your not alone bro. Anyway, let's get this started!"

"...yay..."

Brave gave two bandannas to his teammates then to everyone else in this room which they seem less eager to play this game as they put on the bandanna on their eyes and tying a knot behind their heads while sitting down except for one person. The black haired man was the first one to wear the Mistletoe headband while shivering nervously as Brave helped him putting on the headband.

"I'm not sure about this, Brave. Can I exchange places with someone else, please?,"the black haired man tried to convice Brave but no avail.

"Sorry, Jean. Whoever stands up last is the first one to go so, once again, sorry.,"Brave apologize to Jean about his rule for his new game.

"Well that's just great. But what's done is done."

"Okay, I'm going to spin you around twelve times, stop you on the direction you randomly selected, guide you to the person you selected, kiss them, and switch places with them. It's that simple, okay?"

"Fantastic."

Brave started to spin Jean around a couple of times until Brave stopped him on where he was facing the the blond male sitting there with anticipation. Brave quietly chuckled when he knows who it was and guiding Jean to his selected target which he also helped him with the kiss. The tall blonde male got up as he been kissed and switch places with Jean. After awhile of constant kissing and switching places from one person to another, the man with two colored hair was up next after kissing someone who smelled like lavender with a hint of strawberries.

"You ready to go, Dragy?,"the trickster asked quietly with a chrip in his tone.

"Whatever and don't call me Dragy. You know how much I hate that nickname.," Dragan replied with anger in his tone.

"I know. That's why I keep saying it because you look cute when your mad."

"You know you're weird, rigth?"

"Shut up and let spinning commence."

And with that, Brave spin around Dragan and stopped him where he was now standing in front of a certain someone that he had a crush on for a while now which made Brave hatched an idea in his head.

"You stand right there, Dragan Don't move.," Brave commanded.

"What? Why?,"Dragan was confused on what's happening around him.

"Just give me a sec!"

"Brave what the heck are you doing?"

"Just getting something~."

"I don't like where this going."

Brave grabbed someone and Dragan to the lead them into a closet that was big enough for two people only which was the perfect place to let them enjoy with each other alone. He open the door, shove them in there and locked the door from outside. The trickster told everyone from the room to take off their blindfolds which everyone was relieved about this game being over. However, some people notice that two other people are missing in the group and looking around for them but was quickly stopped when the trickster told them to nothing to fear because those two are having some alone time with each other as he chuckled when said that. Everyone looked at each other and wonder what he meant.

"You'll see what I mean later~.,"the trickster said while placing his ear against the closet door to listen in their conversation.

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The two men struggled to take off their blindfold but only one of them was able to take it off completely. The silver haired man tried to open the door but it was locked which a fuastrated sigh escape from his lips. The tall man shouted for some assistance to remove his blindfold off which to his convince, the silver haired man helped him with which it was successful to removed. The tall Norwegian man almost shouted when he saw Harald holding his blindfold in his hand with bewilderment etched to his face by his friend's sudden action.

"Why did you panicked when I took off your blindfold, Dragan?,"the silver haired man questioned his teammate's sudden action.

"I uh... I just notice that we are in a closet. In a really small closet...with you and me...in here. Goddammit.,"the Norwegian man responded rather quietly to avoid eye contact with his leader but fails miserably.

"Nice try. Tell me why you reacted like that earlier and don't try to weasel your way out of this one. I basically know all the tricks that people try to get out the conversation with me. You might as well tell the truth and get out of here quicker."

"... It's rather complicated to say...you wouldn't understand it."

"I wouldn't understand it? Are implying that I will not comprehend on what you're about to say? Because if you are, you better restate your excuse or so help me that I will end you where you stand."

"... Fine. The reason I acted like that earlier is because...well..."

"Well what?"

"Well I...l-l-lov...love...y-y-you-u..."

"I didn't quite catch that. Speak a little louder please."

"I said I fucking love you, alright!? I. Love. You! There I said it, I fucking said it! Go on! Make fun of me! I don't give a damn on what you're about t-"

The sliver haired man kissed Dragan to calm him down as well to show affection for him which the Norwegian man was off gaurd by Harald's action. He wanted to push away from Harald but he can't as he was overwhelmed by this passionate kiss between them. The two of them continued to kiss each other for a while until they broke apart from each other and looking in each other's eyes with warmth and desire. Before Dragan can say anything else, a pale figner was place on his mouth and told him to wait one moment before proceeding again.

"Brave if can hear me, I want you to know that you have to let us out eventually no matter what, rigth? If not then we will find a way out of this closet and chase you down like a dirty mutt through the whole town to make you pay for locking us in here for whatever purpose.,"Harald gave a vague yet direct "warning" to his tricky friend who swallowed hard at the other side of the door.

The two of them laughed at him for a while and then continued on with their make out session and as for Brave...he better have his running shoes on just in case if he is being chase by two crazy men with who knows what as weapons.

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Author's Note: Well I'll be damned. I made this one too long for some reason but oh well. What goes around comes around. I took too long to do this thus making this one long as well. Anyway, please review/criticized my story, good or bad as long the are NOT insults or rude comments. Also, Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays to everybody in the world!