Title: Too Smart
Paring: Secret ^^ but not really very hard to guess
Word Count: 396
Summary: A young girl who disagrees with everything a child should believe in.
A small girl with black hair tied back with a red ribbon and wide onyx eyes was looking out of the window of the cafe at the Christmas lights that illuminated the shop windows and the pavement.
'Mommy,' she frowned, not taking her eye off of the flashing lights in a book store.
'Mm?' her mother sipped from a cup of coffee.
'Why do we have Christmas?'
'Well, it's because on Christmas day baby Jesus was born and-,'
'I know that,' the five years old rolled her eyes, 'I mean all of the commercial stuff like the hideously distasteful lights.'
'Uh... the lights are so Santa can see his way when he delivers presents to everyone,' her husband snickered from across the table, she gave him a glare and leant towards him, 'Amaya's five,' she hissed so only he could hear, 'you can try and explain if you want.'
'Oh no, carry on,' he waved a hand dismissively and checked a text on his mobile.
'Everyone,' Amaya raised an eyebrow sceptically.
'Yup, well, children anyway. Adults are too old,'
'That isn't mathematically or scientifically possible,'
'It's magic, it doesn't have to be,'
'Magic doesn't exist! Weren't you an honour student? If you were their standard must have been pretty low,' Amaya sighed exasperatedly, 'look,' she said slowly, looking into her mother's eyes, 'I've worked out that if Santa was going to get to every house in under twenty four hours he would have to be in and out of each house in under 0.0067 seconds not to mention the speed he would have to fly. That also brings me to reindeers, he would have to genetically modify over 600 reindeers so they could fly and so there were enough to replace the tired ones. As you can see it is all a whole load of rubbish.'
'Unless you believe in magic,' Haruhi tried weakly.
'Which, as I have said, I don't,' Amaya folded her arms and leant back in her chair satisfactorily, she drank her hot chocolate whilst basking in triumph.
'Damn Kyouya, she's just like you,'
'On the contrary, I think she has a lot of your traits. She's stubborn for one,'
'All I know is she's too darn smart... are you calling me stubborn?'
'Stubborn but beautiful and intelligent,'
'Shut up,' Haruhi slapped his arm playfully, 'when did you turn into such a Tamaki?'
My second ficlet, hope it was OK :)