On The First Day of Christmas - Part 1
A/N: So December's here. Where did November go?
But if December's here, that means Christmas! So I really wanted to write some fluff/crack/drabble/crap stuff about Christmas between Rukia and Ichigo. Here we go!
Something was bothering Rukia. As she looked out the window into the snowy white landscape, Rukia was reminded over and over again that she definitely didn't fit into this world quite well enough – she didn't know anything about this world!
"Ichigo, what's Christmas?"
"Eh?" Ichigo looked up from his homework and looked at his midget roommate who he thought was previously occupied with a magazine. "Christmas? Why?"
"Everyone's talking about it at school," Rukia got up from her warm spot on the floor, crossed the room and sat down on Ichigo's bed, looking at the boy in the eye. "And I'm seeing all of these trees and lights up for no reason. When I asked about them, everyone looked at me kinda funny and said they were Christmas decorations…"
"Oh."
"I'm kind of confused, Ichigo," Rukia stated.
"No duh…" Ichigo scratched his head. "Well, in the beginning, Christmas was a religious holiday about the death of Jesus and-"
"Who's Jesus?"
"Uh… God's…Son? I have no idea – I'm not religious!" Ichigo said.
"You aren't?"
"You aren't either, so shut up," Ichigo scoffed. "But now Christmas is celebrated by almost everyone except other religious groups. It's all about the gift giving and the family and the warmth…" Once he started listing the reasons of Christmas, Ichigo's voice took on that mocking, sarcastic tone. He shook his head and turned away. "It's a load of bull, if ya ask me."
"Huh? But I was talking with Orihime, and she said there was a Santa, and there was red and green everywhere, and it was a happy time!" Rukia contradicted, then paused. "What's a 'Santa'?"
"Ugh…"