Thank you for the support! 8D This is my Christmas Special….
WARNING. CHEESE AHEAD. EXTREME CHEESINESS. AND FLUFF.
"Hurry up." Rima demanded icily, walking as fast as her rather short legs could carried her. Nagihiko coughed, straggling behind her as he slowly asked, "Why do you hate Nadeshiko?"
Rima rolled her eyes, looking over her shoulder at him, "I don't hate Nadeshiko. I hate you and your stupid purple-haired-cross-dresser-ways." She responded with as much venom as her voice could muster.
He smiled. HE SMILED? WHAT IS THIS? Rima thought, stunned, but she turned back to walking. The purple-haired boy's smile turned to a smirk as he caught up to her effortlessly with his longer legs, and said bashfully, "I don't believe that. I think you like me. A lot. And you're just too proud to admit it."
Rima glared at him sourly. And his obnoxious Santa hat. I hate that stupid Santa hat, she thought, briskly telling him off, "You wish. You baka. I hate everything about you."
There was silence as they walked down the street and they both averted each other's eyes stubbornly, approaching a well lit park.
"Pretty." Murmured Nagihiko, looking up at the Christmas lights, dazed. Rima managed to nod, getting really tired. She was not made to walk this fast, and her lungs were hurting as well as the fact her legs seemed to turn to heavy lead.
The girl huffed quietly, looking up at Nagihiko. He wouldn't give me a piggy back ride, would h- What am I thinking?! I hate him. He isn't good enough to be one of my servants. She felt a pink tinge rise, hot on her face as she closed her eyes arrogantly and flicked her nose up, in the other direction again.
Nagihiko looked back over at Rima, realizing she didn't look good, "R-Rima-chan? Want to take a break?" He was genuinely concerned about her. She started to walk funny as well as her loud puffs of air. Damn, she's stubborn. He thought, blinking in shock.
Rima stared up at him darkly, feeling out of breath and a little light headed, but she would not give into him this easily. "O-Only if yo-you're getting tired, Fujisaki." She panted, again looking away, concealing perspiration dripping down her face.
She really doesn't back down, does she? Nagihiko thought, half-amused, half-worried. "Mhmm. I am." He lied, and he saw relief in her face as she glanced back at him.
"W-Well then." Rima muttered and started to trudge over to a pavilion. As she sat down, she felt her legs ease, and she could've sworn if they could talk they would thank her.
The blonde closed her eyes and let out a sigh as Nagihiko sat down next to her. "So. What do you want for Christmas, Rima?" He asked, trying to make small talk with the slightly annoying-girl.
He called me Rima again, she thought as her eyes snapped open in surprise. "Would you believe me if I said world peace?" She asked quietly, looking at him from the corner of her eye.
"No, I don't believe I would," The boy responded wittily, looking off into the distance, "So what do you really want for Christmas?" Nagihiko continued.
Rima shrugged and said, "I-I don't know." (My SC RP friends told me that I should say Rima wants 's pants 's underpants be in Nagi's pants… O_O) Nagihiko blinked, "Nothing?"
Rima didn't answer. Oh, she wanted something. But to admit it to Mister-Girly-Boy here would be unthinkable! "Are you cold? You forgot your sweater…"
For the first time on their "pleasant" walk, Rima realized she must have left her black wool cardigan on the couch. And she was freezing, now that she had stopped working so hard… The sweat on her face felt cold. "N-No." She chattered looking at her feet as she slid her hands to her red cheeks, patting them softly.
Nagihiko popped an eyebrow and replied, "You look cold to me." "Am not!" "You are." "A-A-Am not!" The boy sighed and took off his jacket, throwing it at her. "Here. I'm warm." he lied.
Rima blinked, but took the jacket, throwing it on. "Maybe you aren't so bad." She muttered, bringing her hands down from her face and rubbing them together, smiling a little at him, but still averting eyes.
"You're not too bad yourself, Rima-chan." Nagihiko said, smirking and looking up at the sky. "I-It's snowing."
Rima gasped, getting up to look at the snow. Her legs didn't seem to remember they were tired as she scampered over to the edge. It's beautiful, the girl thought, leaning over the wooded gazebo fence on the opposite side.
Nagihiko got up too, sauntering over to Rima, staring up at the snowflakes. "Mmm. Pretty, no?" He breathed in a sigh of relief and looked out at the snow.
Rima stared up in wonder, gaping, "Is that…" Nagihiko's gaze slid to where she was staring. "Mistletoe." He finished her sentence, blushing terribly.
The shocked boy looked at her, trying not to smile as Rima looked blankly at the mistletoe, blushing even more than Nagihiko.
The petite blonde put her hands behind her back, clasping them nervously. Nagihiko turned to her, turning very red as he leaned over and placed his hand on the back of the girl's head gingerly. Rima, stunned, let out a nervous breath. "N-Nagihiko-kun…" Said Rima as he closed his eyes and drew a gulp of air.
And then they kissed. Oh… my god, she thought, her eyes wide open with shock, N-Nagihiko! It was a quick kiss, yes, but it was her first! He had taken her first kiss… just like that.
When Nagihiko had pulled away, they just stared at each other. The boy seemed just as astonished with himself than Rima was.
"G-Gomen, Rima-chan." He said, eyes diverted from hers. She didn't respond, she just blinked and ran.
Ran home, leaving him behind, trying not to cry, as the small girl opened the door to her home. Her mother and father were fighting in their bedroom, so she wiped her eyes and slipped quietly past the room and towards hers.
They didn't notice her when she kicked off her shoes. They didn't notice when Rima ran sobbing past them. They didn't notice when she slammed her door and jumped on her bed. They were too busy arguing like they always do.
"R-Rima? Are you okay?" Asked her Chara as Rima dabbed her face with her pillow. To be quite honest, she wasn't sure if she WAS okay.
"O-Oh. I'm fine." Rima said a little smile overcoming her face, using the back of her hands to wipe her damp face. "It is Christmas after all." She sat up and hugged her knees, thinking Maybe I don't hate him after all. No, definitely not hate. More like a "sort-of-like".
"I'm going to bed." The girl said simply, throwing off her dress, her socks, and pulling her nightgown over her head. Rima quickly pranced over to the bathroom and brushed her teeth. Kusukusu yawned, floating over to her egg and hopping in to the shell.
But I will not fall in love with him, she thought surely as she turned off the light and slipped under her blankets, How do you love someone without getting hurt?
"Merry Christmas Rima." Kusukusu said, and drifted off to sleep. Rima pulled the covers up to her nose and smiled under her blankets. The girl closed her tired eyes and let the blankness of sleep overwhelm her.
So yea. I actually am not that happy with how it came out )8 But, I hope you enjoy it, all the same.