LS: I'm so happy to know all of you love this story, especially Sitsumi!!! I love her too!!! Anyways, I just might be writing a lemon in a few chapters, just so ya know. It will come as a surprise. I'm not warning you, I'm not going to hint at it after this. It's rated M for a REASON people!!

Now one more thing, I can't wait for chapter twelve !!!!!!!! And I'll tell you why on chapter fourteen. No sooner, no later!!!!!

ONWARD!!!!

Christmas Wishes

…..Hiei…..

Snow was falling from the sky. I was watching the kids play around in it, being completely fascinated by such an ordinary object. They were bundled up under pounds of cloth, snow shoes, hats, gloves, earmuffs. It's a wonder their mothers allowed them out of the house.

Right now, they were trying to pelt me with snowballs they had stored up ever since the snow started to fall a few days ago. It just so happens that Junior didn't inherit his father's IQ. (lucky kid) It was his idea to put the previously made snowballs in a hiding place all over the clearing we presided in. They only managed to hit me once, but only because I was sleeping during Kuwabara's shift. I wasn't exactly paying any attention to the little brats.

They threw one snowball after another. I flitted from one side of the clearing to the other, easily dodging the white projectiles, but the runts refused to quit. We've been at this for three hours now. Their snow supply being endless and their energy at full when we started. Hopefully they'll run out of steam soon.

It was another hour before they showed any signs of slowing down. Shien, Kuwabara's wife, decided it was time for us to go back in to have hot chocolate with our lunch. I happily obliged to hand over the squealing little demons to her. She can handle them just fine on her own. After Yusuke had every ounce of dignity within him beaten to an inch of his life when he insulted her, I found that she was not a woman to mess with. The detective learned that the hard way.

As everyone tried to settle the kids down, I snuck away to my other, hidden life.

…..Blue Moon Café…..

After Sitsumi's Halloween theme for October, she decided to make the café more of a cosplay café. She told me it came to her in dream. (Never knew she slept long enough to dream.) So for her November theme, it was Anime. She even put in a suggestion box so her customers can ask for whatever Anime or character they'd like for her, Mei, and the other two waitresses to dress up as.

I didn't really care much, until I saw one of the outfits. I trashed it before she came back from talking to Mei. I won't allow her to wear a whorish bunny costume. Once I find out who made that suggestion, I'll be sure to pay him a visit. I made it my part time job to prevent her from buying anymore of those things. She has either not noticed or noticed but complies with my vacant wishes.

Then for the December theme, it was all about a "winter wonderland."

She pretty much dressed as an elf. Or what humans perceive to be an elf. At least the ones that work for… what the hell is his name? Some sick, fat petofile in a red suit that breaks and enters into peoples homes to put wrapped gifts under some sort of tree. Kurama tried getting me into the "spirit of the holidays" once. I never returned during that part of the year after that.

I looked up to see the café logo back to its original design. I walked in and ignored the hostess while making my way towards the kitchen. Through that, I'll be able to get to the upstairs apartment.

Once I walked through the doors, I was greeted with a tight embrace. "Hiei! I'm so glad you came." Her attire made my eye twitch. It isn't as revealing as the bunny costume, but it showed enough. It was a girl version of the fat man in the red suit. Short red dress with green gloves, shoes, and red hat.

Where do these people come up with this?

"I have a very important question for you, Hiei." Her face was serious as her dark blue orbs bored into my red ones.

"Oh, boy." I heard a female voice say. It was amused but held a note of exasperation in it. I looked over the girl's head and saw Mei standing at the the stove.

"I gotta know. Have you ever noticed how the word slaughter has the word laughter in it? Coincidence? I think not!"

I let the word run through my head for a moment, then I broke out into a genuine smile. Even with all the nonsense she comes up with, she still seems as intelligent as Kurama.

"Sitsumi. Did you get those groceries I ask for?" The pregnant woman, Mei, came over. She was the cook today, seeing as she wore no costume and in its place, a flour coated apron.

"Oh, I did. I'll be right back." She turned to me, pointing a finger towards the floor. "Stay here." She ran up the stairs to her apartment.

"Such a sweet girl, isn't she?" Mei looked at me with her kind and caring eyes. "I'm so glad she met you, Hiei. I've never seen Sitsumi so… happy… about life. For as long as I've known her, she's never had a true blue friend , ya know? It was even harder for her while she was in high school." Her eyes became saddened at whatever memory she was recalling. "But anyways." She cheered back up. "I've got work to do. Merry Christmas, Hiei."

"Hn."

After the girl gave the groceries to Mei and put on a change of clothes, she grabbed my hand and dragged me off into the snow.

"So whatcha wanna do today?" She smiled at me. I told her whatever she wanted. I didn't care all that much. "You wanna go to the park for a while?" She asked, trying to get me to talk.

"Hn."

Her eyebrows furrowed at my lack of conversation. She then had an evil gleam in her eye, which let me know I'm gonna go through hell. "I know where we could go!"

The humans were wrong. There is no loving God within the clouds. Just a child with a magnifying glass burning all beneath him.

I just couldn't have given a straight answer, could I?

"Why are we here?" I asked agitatedly, my eyebrow twitching from the effort to not run.

"Christmas shopping silly. There's some things I wanna buy." Her smile never faded as she dragged me into the mall.

I despise humans.

Throughout the day, she would take me from one maternity ward to another looking for clothes and baby junk for Mei. In every single store, we would be mistaken for a couple about to give new life. They thought that such a young couple was cute.

I thought they should mind their own damn business.

After buying mountains of clothing and baby toys, Sitsumi then dragged me into a jewelry store. She said she needed to buy something for her other two employees at the Blue Moon Café. I didn't understand the reasoning behind it. As far as I know, they're just teenagers trying to get extra cash fro their wallets; not exactly the type of people you'd give precious stones to.

She didn't find anything for them until she got to these stores called "Hot Topic" and "Spencer's".

I turned a shade of red when she showed me a pair of fuzzy blue handcuffs. I never knew humans actually went into that spectrum of sex.

"What do you want for Christmas, Hiei? I could always go back and get those handcuffs for you!" She laughed at my expression as we walked around the mall aimlessly. She held onto my hand, leading me around. "So, anything you saw that you wanted?"

"No, nothing. You don't need to get me anything for a ridiculous holiday." I replied.

She batted her blue eyes at me. "You think that being good to your fellow man is ridiculous, Hiei?"

"Uh…" What the hell am I supposed to say to that?!!

She grinned. "It's okay. I know what you mean. These bastards think Christmas is all about sales and getting people to spend more than they get. It is quite ridiculous how something that is supposed to be about a dead guy and everyone franchises such a morale holiday into degrading shopping where everyone thinks they have to get a gift for everyone on their list, so they go out and take whatever they can. I hear it's a lot worse in the U.S. Mei said that they'll practically murder each other just to get the last toy on the shelf. Aren't people just screwy?"

I nodded. I only thought it was a stupid holiday because it was made by the humans. She thinks it's stupid because of the contradictory actions of the humans during this time.

"So why do you participate in it if you know all of this?"

"Mostly cause I just want an excuse to buy people presents." She clung to my arm, lacing her fingers with mine. "So what do you want? Socks? Boots? Clothes that are actually in style?" She stuck her tongue out playfully at me.

"Hn." I slung the bags over my shoulder, contemplating what I should say. "… Your company will do just fine."

She wrapped my arm around her as she went to embrace me around my middle. I placed my hand on her side, gladly complying.

When we got back to her home, it was already passed closing time. She led me up to her apartment, setting me down and giving me hot chocolate. It was freezing in her apartment. I didn't notice much since temperature change doesn't really affect me.

She went to the bathroom to shower and put on a change of clothes. I sat there, listening to her bathe as I waited. The cat took this time to jump on my lap and demand my attention. She fell asleep there, purring incessantly as I stroked her behind the ears.

I'm still wondering how this feline got to the human world. I know that these kinds of cats like to live in groups and in the snow. She's fairly young by demon standards, still in its adolescent years. I looked at the dark blue collar on her neck. I took the pendant in my hand. A blue crescent moon with her name and address inscribed on it. I wonder if this was Sitsumi's idea.

Speaking of which, she finally came out, the hot steam from the bathroom pouring out into the cool air of her living room/ bedroom/ wreck room/ dining room. She was dressed in a t-shirt and pajama bottoms. She sat next to me on the couch, laying her head on my chest, flipping through the channels one by one.

I wrapped an arm around her small frame, taking in her scent now dulled by the water. I placed a hand on her arm and a chill ran from it all the way to my spine. Her skin felt like ice. I retracted my hand, surprised by such a sensation.

I placed my hand back. It was still cold. "You feel like ice."

"Huh?" She looked up to me, then at my hand. "Oh yeah." She smiled. "I'm always cold. It gets worse during the winter." She put a finger on her chin. "Hmmm. Now that I think about it, it's pretty cold in here, huh? I'd turn up the heat for you but…" he scratched the back of her head, embarrassed, "I was too cheep to get the upstairs heater fixed."

My eyes widened. Once I realized just how cold it was inside, I wondered exactly how she keeps on her feet. Human bodies aren't strong enough to withstand this low a temperature for a long period of time. It was below freezing a day or two ago, and it's getting colder each day.

"How the hell do you sleep at night?" I retorted, forgetting about her insomnia.

She smiled again. "I don't." Her eyes were then downcast. "I kinda have a fear that I'll freeze to death if I go to sleep." She beamed at me. "Silly, huh?"

I didn't know what to say. What the hell am I supposed to do? Stay in a bed with her till she falls asleep?

Actually. That wouldn't be such a bad idea.

"I'll stay with you then." I stated.

"What do mean?"

"I'll stay the night with you. I'll make sure you won't catch a cold in your drafty apartment building."

Her cheeks puffed out. I see her do this when she is annoyed by something. "My apartment is not drafty." She mumbled mostly to herself.

I didn't wait for her yes or no. I picked her up bridally, then carried her over to the bed. She gave a small noise in surprise, gripping at my shirt as if afraid that I would drop her.

I set her gently on the bed, then stood up to remove my shirt and boots.

Her face reddened to a deep crimson. "Uh, Hiei, y-you don't have to do that. Really. I'm just…" I placed myself over her, claiming her lips as I steadily pushed her down towards the bed. She made no attempt at stopping me. Made no gesture or reply of protest.

She is such a submissive little girl.

I allowed my hands to roam over her tiny frame. Feeling her cold skin beneath my fingers. I've never felt skin so soft and pliant. Demon skin tends to be tougher, and thick. Rarely satin-like.

She put her hands on either side of my face, allowing herself to succumb to each of my silent demands.

Her breath came as small, quiet gasps, her mewling became such a sweet little melody to my ears. I remember a time when the screams of my fallen enemies was the greatest symphony, but I now have an orchestra of sounds from just one insignificant being. Her small cries of pleasure was the most pleasing sound I've ever enticed.

I was being oh so gentle with the girl. Keeping in my mind that she is just a human, I went as slow as possible, soaking in as much pleasure as I could before I take what innocence she has left. However, my lower regions pulsed with impatience. It lingered so near to her, but was still so far away. I kissed my way down to her collarbone, moving her necklace out of my way. I was so tempted to bite down on her satin skin. It tasted wonderful on my tongue as it lapped every inch of space it could find.

I finally allowed myself to gently take some skin between my teeth and nibble as lightly as I could, fearful of breaking her weak human skin with my sharp demonic teeth. She gave a quiet moan in satisfaction. Her hands grabbed fistfuls of my hair, bringing me closer to her pulsing throat.

I felt the beat between my teeth. A dull, incessant throb. I covered it with my mouth, relishing in its fast pace due to my actions. It kept beating against my tongue as I listened to the sound of her breathing. It sounded as if she was running, or just finished having sex. Hn. If she's this sensitized with just a touch and go, I wonder how much noise I'd get when I actually bed her.

I smirked to myself.

I separated her legs by putting my knees between them. She didn't seem to notice or cared. Her eyes had changed to a glazed dull grey and blue. They didn't seem to be seeing anything at all.

I placed my hands on the inside of her shirt, moving up towards her developed breasts, their peaks risen when I bit her. Once I had one fleshy globe cupped gently in my hand, the cat jumped on the girl's head, then landed on the nightstand.

She bolted straight up, nearly knocking heads with me in the process. She looked over to the cat, her face as red as the fox's hair.

"Mrrrow." The cat growled at her.

She gave a small squeak, gawking at the tiny feline. Nuh-uh!! You take that back!!" She stuttered.

The cat just looked away, seemingly very pleased with herself. "Mow."

"I am not!!" The girl's hands went straight to her face, covering their redness from her pet. She stuck her tongue out childishly, pouting afterwards.

Words couldn't begin to describe how furious I was. I was so close to having her that I could practically taste her wetness on my tongue, and that fucking, flea-bitten excuse for a feline had to ruin it for me.

I'll kill it one of these days. I swear to any God that's listening. That cat will be hung up on my wall if it's the last thing I do.

I looked to Sitsumi. She was twirling a lock of hair in her hands, her wide blue eyes looking at the pillows, her demeanor embarrassed and utterly flabbergasted.

I sighed, my anger leaving me instantly. I pulled the blankets up, settling myself underneath. I pulled her in with me, cradling her in my arms, holding her head against my chest, willing her to go to sleep. She buried her face in my chest, placing a tiny cold hand on my shoulder. I had myself relax, all the tension within me gone as I listened to the stillness of her breathing. I closed my heavy eyes, wanting to sleep.

The last thing I glared at was the cat and her grinning face.

….. The next day, late in the afternoon …..

I had yet to go back to the temple. I just didn't want to leave. As the girl cleaned her apartment on her day off, I sat on her loveseat, bored out of my mind as I numbed it with nonsense from the television.

When she finished, she asked if I would like a smoothie. I didn't know what it was, but I said yes anyway.

She led me to her kitchen, where she had laid out all the ingredients needed for the drink. She instructed me on what to put into the tall plastic pitcher with the motor inside. I've seen this contraption at Kurama's home. Naoko would always make milkshakes for everyone during the summer months.

"Hmmm. I think that's everything." She gave a thumbs up with a wide smile. "Fire it up, Hiei."

I looked at the machine in front of me, then randomly pressed a button.

All of the ingredients I just put in came flying out in all directions, splattering the walls and ceiling with it's liquidy contents. I panicked, wondering what I did wrong. The cat was dodging each projectile as it came her way. Skittering across the counter top, knocking everything in her path trying to keep herself dry. Plates and knives crashed to the floor, shards splintering to all reaches of the room.

Sitsumi ran over to the machine, slipping on a fallen banana peel making her skid across the floor and run into me, knocking me off my feet. We were a heap of flailing limbs on the floor.

The cat scrambled past the machine, bumping into it making it fly into the air. The pitcher was thrown off the machine. It landed on the floor as the pitcher spilled its contents into my hair, then landed on my head.

Sitsumi reached over to the still spinning mechanism, nonchalantly pressing the button to shut it off.

She sat up, wiping some of the pinkish liquid from her face, her eyes settling on me. She just stared for a moment or two, and I wondered if she was angry. Then, as her eyes traveled to the pitcher, her face contorted then burst out into laughter.

Tears were streaming down her face as she rolled around the floor, holding her sides together. She kept hiccupping air into her lungs to continue laughing.

My face sunk as I glared at the girl.

I see nothing at all funny.

It took a long while for her to stop her amusement, and even then she still had to rub the steaming tears from her eyes. "That *breath* was the most * giggle* hilarious thing * snort* ever." She sucked in a lungful of breath. She looked around. "I guess there's a lot of cleaning to do." There was laughter in her words. Her smile brilliant against the mess that surrounded us.

I cupped her chin in my hand, and licked the juice from her cheek. She gently pushed me away. "Hiei," She lightly scolded, giggling at the end. She rubbed her cheek with the sleeve of her shirt, then crawled over to me, placing her face next to mine, and licked me.

TBC…

LS: I hope you approve!!! I just had a stroke of genius and, here it is. And I think I will put in that lemon. Remember!!! I can't wait till chapter 12!!!!!